Facing threats.

Dean's execution efficiency is terrifying.

an hour ago.

He was also in the suburbs of Los Angeles, dealing with ogres.

An hour later.

He had returned to downtown Los Angeles and arrived at the target's residence.

There was only one widow among the people Dean knew.

Podolia!

She is a detective of the 1st Squadron of the Murder Division, her husband died in the line of duty, and she currently has a very young son, who is in his twenties and plump and mature age, like a water * peach, which belongs to walking hormones.

Meantime.

Podolia is also Yuko Yamaguchi's cousin.

This afternoon, he also participated in the FBI interrogation of Yuko Yamaguchi.

A perfect fit for the cannibal devil.

Right now.

Dean prepares to send her back to her hometown to see the cherry blossoms.

The only problem.

He wasn't sure that after his temptation, Podolia would stay in his lodgings and wait for danger to come.

For members of the 'Lucifer Game Organization'.

Even for a seemingly powerless woman, Dean did not dare to take it lightly.

In the age of firearms, how easy was it to kill a person?

Eight or nine-year-old naughty boys, with a slight flick of their fingers, can slaughter seven or eight strong men, without a drop of blood and a breath of breath, it is easier than killing chickens.

Dean didn't want to use his own flesh and blood to test the power of the bullet.

To be on the safe side.

He chose to wait

Now.

Inside the house.

Moonlight spreads.

On the bed, a 'woman' with a cloak of hair was holding a sleeping child in her arms, sleeping sweetly, as if she did not perceive the coming of the crisis.

But if someone is really stupid enough to run to the head of the bed.

You're sure to get an unexpected surprise!

The other 'does not exist' in the small compartment on the architectural drawing.

Podolia was wearing a full set of tight-fitting cotton clothes, like those yoga girls who showed off their figures, carrying a small knife at their waists, and their eyes were gloomy, looking directly at the picture in the surveillance.

She had already reported to the organization that the cannibal demon might have fallen and caused herself to be exposed.

A lot of people don't know.

The Lucifer Game Organization seems to be built on the Internet, with four classes of 'elders, apostles, members, and tourists' to distinguish the difference in authority, but in reality, there are three direct hidden departments that are not outsiders, such as field service, special service, and scavengers.

The most hidden of them are the members of the special services.

They are similar to each other's signal towers, and they are specifically responsible for digging up suitable personnel for recruitment, assessing new members, and in the event of local accidents, they are responsible for intelligence support, technical support, and even mobilizing the scavenger team to wipe out the tail.

And she Podolia is a member of the secret service, specializing in the Los Angeles area, in the police team, looking for high-quality seedlings, reporting to the organization, and absorbing and corrupting.

Of course.

In addition to this layer of identity.

Her own family, in fact, is not simple, with an underworld background, and is responsible for some unspeakable intelligence gathering in China.

Therefore, Podolia joined the 'Lucifer Game Organization', not only to satisfy some of his abnormal desires, but also to use the intelligence network of this magical organization to provide some secret information of the American Federation for the 'Sakura Country'.

With the help of the organization.

Pudolia is not worried about her own safety right now.

But the identity was exposed.

That means.

On the bright side, her value has been greatly reduced.

This is unacceptable to Podolia!

She couldn't even understand why she had been so unlucky recently.

The trader subdued the 'toy killer', and as a result, all the chess pieces died.

used his cousin to guide the 'cannibal demon', but as a result, the cannibal demon also hung up, and he was exposed!

It made Podolia even more angry.

One more thing!

More than a month ago, she recommended to the organization a rookie genius who emerged from the police detective department.

The other party has a lot of shortcomings, and after organizational evaluation, the possibility of subduing is very high.

But he leaned over and hinted that the bastard didn't get in!

It was all going well.

Pudolia can directly save enough 'game currency' for promotion, obtain greater authority of the organization, and get more insider information within the organization, not only can you play more dedicatedly, but you can also cope with the needs within the 'Sakura Country', leaving a way back for yourself.

Now it's all ruined!

Podolia's eyes were blank.

Under surveillance, everything is unharmed.

But she knew it was just a delusion.

On the phone, the other party can say the word cherry blossom, nine times out of ten, it is confirmed that his identity is confirmed.

If the other person doesn't want to give themselves a chance.

Will definitely come tonight!

The organization's assistance does not know when it will arrive.

This thought of hanging by a thread made Podolia's mind uncontrollably think of a handsome and confident face.

This person, named Dean, is the 'talent' she recommends to the organization.

The organization monitors the release of tasks and constantly updates the 'value' of each other.

As of now.

The 'Lucifer Game Organization', which is responsible for evaluating the personnel in this area, has increased the estimated remuneration calculated for Podolia to 800 in-game coins.

Podolia licked her lips.

Develop a Title Elder, and the reward provided is only a reward of more than a thousand in-game coins.

And one Dean is worth eight hundred!

His identity on the surface is no longer safe, and even if he does not remain incognito, he can only use the channels of the organization to turn to other places overseas, change his name, and develop again.

Compared to front-line members.

Podolia would prefer to be one of those people in the organization who set the rules of the game, rather than fleeing overseas in embarrassment and continuing to accumulate hard-won organizational game coins!

Dean, perhaps, is her only chance to turn the tables.

Cranky.

Time passed little by little.

It was close to one o'clock in the morning.

Buzzing~

That's when it happened.

The mobile phone under Podolia vibrated slightly, and a red prompt appeared: L7 scavenger team, already in place, the communication channel is open, please contact as soon as possible.

The armed forces team sent by the organization to cover her departure is here!

L, for Los Angeles.

7. The representative is the seventh group.

The organization of the 5-9 group in Los Angeles is familiar to Pudolia.

Because these groups were built by the remnant gunners who were absorbed into the organization by the fall of the Carmen family, it can be regarded as a bit of affection.

"Bastard, you actually sent a bunch of cannon fodder!"

Potolia's eyes flashed with unwillingness, and he slowly got up.

She can only pray that after she leaves the United States, the organization will be able to successfully absorb the 'Dean' she recommended, lest she have to start all over again when she goes overseas.

She took out her phone, clicked on the new contact list that appeared on her phone, and called out.

"Widow, I'm glad nothing happened to you."

"Thank you, I'm at home now, but I'm not sure if the enemy is watching in the dark, I need you to make sure that the surroundings are safe before I come out!"

Sorry, our equipment and personnel do not support this, and the order sent to us by the organization is to cover your departure from Los Angeles before six o'clock!

Pick up your boat now and wait by the sea.

Widow, you don't have much time! ”

Hear here.

Podolia's heart tightened!

The meaning of the other party's words is obvious: you can't leave before dawn, so you can stay here forever!

A cold color flashed in her eyes, she licked her red lips, and said coquettishly, "I know, I'll come out immediately." ”

Hang up.

Podolia slowly pulled out the small knife at his waist, his tongue slashed along the cold knife edge, opened the dark pavilion, walked with the knife, and rushed out of the darkness in three or two steps.

Under the moonlight.

Shadows slash down.

A flash of cold light.

On the bed, the neck of a sleeping child rolls down to the bottom of the bed like a leather ball.

Podolia shook the blade, took out a piece of white cloth that had been prepared a long time ago, wrapped the bloody 'leather ball' that rolled to the bottom of the bed, and after a tender kiss, put on the wide coat of Sakura Country, hid the small knife in the straddle, put the 'leather ball' on his back, and walked out.

He has been practicing the ancient method of fighting for more than 20 years.

Podolia was confident enough to kill a seven-step enemy in the blink of an eye, blood-stained and unafraid of firearms.

She was young and didn't want to die.

So who doesn't have long eyes today!

Who died!

Outside.

Two cars, majestically parked outside the house in Podolia.

Five or six men, scattered around the car and armed with guns, their eyes scanned around vigilantly, but they didn't notice Dean who had been secretly watching them.

Pudolia's assessment of them is very pertinent.

This is a group of rabble suitable for watching the construction site, cannon fodder gunners trained by the Carmen family.

Crunch~

With the door open.

Dressed in a kimono and sneakers, Podolia walked out of the house in the shadows dressed up in a nondescript manner.

She frowned and looked at the person answering the road on the side of the road.

These idiots, don't they know that standing under the light means that there is no threat?

Don't wait for her to think about it.

A bearded man, wearing a baseball cap, beckoned to her: "We've got the retreat route, you're running out of time!" ”

Podolia scanned around vigilantly, and when he was sure that there was no problem, he walked towards the crowd with strange steps.

Every step of the way.

Her figure was hidden by the plants and buildings outside the yard.

This will not only prevent you from being sniped, but also find cover and protect yourself as soon as you encounter an attack.

The people who lead are all big and coarse.

Their eyes looked straight at the white and soft skin leaking out under the crossed skirts as they walked, and their breathing couldn't help but become heavy.

Several people looked at each other and nodded slightly.

Everything speaks for itself.

The two sides converge.

Everything is safe and sound.

Podolia breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and faced everyone's hot eyes, and said with a smile: "L7, you were still the organization I recruited at the beginning, can you tell me that the organization is really ready to send me away?" ”

The leading strong man nodded: "Yes, let's get in the car, let's go."

Swish~

The hem of the garment has a faint fragrance that pours into the man's nostrils.

The next moment.

He felt a slight chill in his throat, and then he heard a sound like a fountain surging, surging through his veins to his throat, taking away the strength and warmth of his whole body.

The skirt fell.

A few people behind the leading strong man are still amazed at this woman's openness, and when she is actually in the Air Force.

Podolia glared at his feet and kicked the leading strong man behind him.

Multiply~

A blood stain exploded just right, and the blood spring splattered, spraying several people behind him in a daze, only to instinctively close their eyes.

The eyes are closed.

They completely lost the opportunity to open their eyes again.

Podolia took the opportunity to slash with a knife, as flexible as a rabbit, breaking through the wind and cutting willow leaves, with the ruthlessness of cutting his throat with a knife.

Just a moment.

The petite man, drenched in blood, rushed out of the crowd and stood with a knife.

Behind.

Five or six men of five big and three thick, carrying rifles, were fully armed and covered their throats, which had been cut most of them, and fell weakly, causing the cold air around them to smell of blood.

Podolia let out a breath of burning breath, shook his small hand with the knife, shook off the sticky blood, put the knife into its sheath, and walked towards the other car without looking back.

She actually didn't have any definite evidence to prove that there was something wrong with the people who took her up, but she just felt that they were too presumptuous when they looked at her.

Only people who are no longer afraid of themselves will have such an attitude.

So they died.

I'd rather kill the wrong one than let it go.

Podolia never lets fate choose itself, only chooses it on its own initiative.

Even if that's the wrong way.

Pull open the pickup truck door.

Imprinted into Podolia's eyes, it turned out to be a body bag and a bundle of nylon rope.

She pursed her lips.

Very good.

It seems that the so-called sending yourself to sea is actually sending yourself to sleep at the bottom of the sea.

It's really disappointing.

Podolia shook his head with some regret, got into the car, started up, and prepared to drive towards the city.

Now that they are ready to leave.

Then let's kill Dean's little white face.

What she can't get and what she wants to lose, she can only feel comfortable if she destroys it with her own hands!

It's good to tip first and then kill.

It happened that he personally sent away his ex's son.

It would also be a beautiful thing to get Dean Jun's seeds.

Podolia fantasizes about the future life.

The next moment.

There was a soft buzz.

She covered her neck and looked out the window at the green forest:

I saw a man wearing a white mask, waved at her, put his hands in his pockets, and left slowly

There are still people!

A feeling of dizziness welled up in my head.

Podoria gritted his teeth and pulled out the short needle that had been pierced into his neck.

She slumped on the quilt chair, letting the blood in her neck quickly coagulate and blacken, and in a trance, the familiar back flashed, and her eyes were suddenly abrupt.

Dean!

The masked man who has been sabotaging his actions is Dean

Half a day.

Dean went and returned.

He walked to the car and looked at Podolia, whose eyes were wide and staring at him, and he felt strange in his heart.

Let's be honest.

Although he thought that Podolia was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, he also never thought that this mature surviving person would be so fierce and cut people like grass.

A couple of heavily armed men.

In less than two seconds, they collectively hit the street.

It can only be said.

It is not unreasonable that some things can still be passed down to the present day after the rise of firearms and firearms.

Taking advantage of the situation here, no one found out.

Dean pushed open the car door and searched for Podolia's body.

Clothes ripped off.

Dean is disappointed to find that Podolia has nothing but a knife, some scattered banknotes, and a forged identification document, all that he has on his back is a small bag hiding things.

"Hopefully, there's something about Lucifer's game organization on this."

With some anticipation in his heart, Dean opened the package.

When I saw it, it was a 'blood-stained ball' with closed eyes and the size of an adult's palm.

This ball, estimated to be only one or two years old, is mixed-race, and when it left the body, it should have been in a deep sleep, and it was cut by a sharp blade, and it left the world without waking up.

Dean was numb.

As far as he knew.

The son of Podolia seems to be so big.

True.

Running away with a child, it's hard.

But Podolia killed his own son directly

Ruthless.

Dean shook his head, and vanished into the pre-dawn darkness with a sense of loss that had been found.

Next.

I can only hope that Anbei will help him inquire about the reason why the 'Lucifer Game Organization' pays attention to him.

A busy night.

Go back to the hotel and sleep!

Thank you for the 1,500 book coins reward from the 'Brother of the Son of Heaven in Dreams', thank you boss!

Thank you to the two book friends of 'Nirvana MIX' and 'NickHUXT' for their rewards, and thank you to the two bosses!

Around half past ten, there is also a monthly pass for last month.