It's a door, and when you push it, it's like falling into another world. - Recorded on the first page of the Zodiac Killing Handbook.

The fantasy world, all living beings, masters such as forests, adversaries such as clouds, stars in the sky, twelve messengers, change their faces, fall into the world, and do the way for the sky.

The heel stepped on the rhythm into the sunset sprinkled building, the red eight characters on the top of the building swept a trace of red light, and the eight characters on it were ten, two, stars, constellations, killing, hands, grouping, weaving, and the lower left corner was slightly smaller: the largest international organization.

The woman in the white uniform pushed open the heavy door, carried a large pile of documents in her arms, and walked to the desk next to the brazilwood. "Chairman, this is the detailed information you want about the Aries killers around the world, please take a look. ”

The swivel chair with his back to the woman turned, reflected by the setting sun, and he couldn't see his face clearly, only a vague look at his head, a cigarette in his mouth, and a cigar in his hand. "Well done, go to the finance department to get the money, take the door. The woman pinched off the cigarette butt in her hand, the spark fell to the ground, gradually extinguished, and the woman in white also obediently left and took the door.

Page after page of dense data books, hideous face portraits, women are almost cramping their hands when they turn through them, but none of them like it. When she had no hope, a handsome face imprinted into her eyes, the age at the beginning of the cross, the surprising skill, but the person she was looking for. Location: London, United Kingdom, No. 0723.

"Frion, help me get the Aries killer with the number 0723, quickly. In a word, before he could reply, Friona had already heard a beep.

This woman is An Jina, the chairman of the Zodiac Killer Organization, with unique skills, at the age of sixteen, she wanted to create the largest international Zodiac Killer Organization, and after 12 years of unremitting efforts, she finally succeeded and became the chairman of the well-known Killer Organization.

London.

In a palace-style villa, a handsome boy stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, talking to the woman on the other end of the phone. "Mr. Mi, please come to China tomorrow. "That woman is none other than Ann Zuna's secretary, Frion. "I said I wouldn't go, why are you so annoying?" The boy is An Jina's favorite Aries killer - Mirijue. "Please, must, our organization needs you!"

Mirijue pressed and hung up, and continued to drink red wine, enjoying the sunset outside the window.

He took a sip of the remaining red wine from his glass, pulled on his coat on the couch, and walked out of the house in search of fun. Wobbling in the bar for hours, as night fell, Mirijue walked out of the seven-light bar with a blushing face and walked through the neon streets.

In the dark alley, a casually dressed Chinese girl was listening to a song with headphones on, bowing her head and playing with her mobile phone, when suddenly two or three foreign thugs flashed out from both sides and moved their hands and feet to her. The girls took off their headphones and glared angrily, which aroused their interest and became even more rampant.

Girls come to London to play and relax, is a famous temperament killer Leng Yuni, and its skills are even more bizarre - the pupils have a mysterious power, when they turn purple, they can make the person in front of them unconscious for three days, and when they turn red, they can make the person in front of them die.

Mirijue staggered past the dark alley, and when this scene flashed in his eyes, he stepped back again, and quietly walked into the dark alley, ready to draw his sword to help when the road was uneven.

The three thugs didn't know that someone behind them was staring at them, just like the praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches behind, and they were even more rampant in teasing Leng Yuni. Leng Yuni finally couldn't help it, and was about to use his internal force to use his purple pupils, but the three men in front of him fell down one by one, rolling on the ground, screaming in pain.

Mirijue withdrew the blood-colored thorns and sneered. Leng Yuni looked at him with a sense of déjà vu.

Time will always give me a slap in the face, pointing to old wounds that I will not forget. - Susan