The director said.

"Ah, their target is our country's top-secret military industrial unit?or are they those multinational group manufacturing and R&D bases, or are they the beauties of our city?" Zixia, an agent of the Dragon Group, felt cold.

Because she's also a beauty.

She just learned that this son of the Grim Reaper likes to plunder beauties everywhere to their *** club and play with the world's rich.

"I don't know, but we know that their target is the daughter of a technology company in our city, named Yang Qian. The director said.

"Ahh

They looked at the big screen, and the tech company's profile and the girl's name appeared.

At this moment, Zixia was distracted, and her thoughts had returned to the man in white, he was so handsome.

If he had been there, everything would have been a minor problem.

Zixia is going crazy.

She didn't listen to the director's words.

"In short, we must let the actions of the Son of Death fail and protect our citizens. Director Tan said.

Everyone went "Yes!"

Seeing everyone's expressions, he was not afraid of sacrifice, he was truly an elite of the police force, and he was not afraid of strong enemies.

"Let's go all out to complete this operation and adjourn the meeting!" Director Tan said.

"Comrade Zixia!" shouted the director.

"Hmm!" Zixia came back to her senses.

"This mission is very important, especially when it involves the other side having a lot of force, and we have to keep them down. Director Tan said.

......

At this moment, in Europe, on a Mediterranean island, a dark building stands there.

There was nothing around the building, only a far wall, which was almost attached to the edge of the island, and the ocean was out.

In the basement of the building, it was also pitch black, and someone turned on the light.

The lights were dim because the people who came didn't like very bright lights, they were all dressed in black, they also wore sunglasses, and some even wore masks.

This is true of all these internal gatherings, because they are all people who live in the dark world, and they have a name called the Son of Death.

Each is a child of death.

"Have our people arrived in Huaxia?" asked a man with a head.

He is the eldest son of the Grim Reaper.

There were thirteen people seated, and they were called the second son of death, the third son, and so on.

"Here, it's a grandchild's, it's called a blood wolf!" said the second son of the god of death.

"Okay, let the blood wolf definitely bring that chick back, it should come, it must come. The eldest son said.

"Good!" said the second son of the Grim Reaper.

"Yes, this time I must settle that account, twenty years, that account, must be calculated. ”

"Back then, speaking of those days, it seemed too far away, I can't even remember it. ”

"The whereabouts of that train of gold are known only to the dead man, but did he leave any clues for him and her daughter? ”

"I think the same way, the car gold is ours, we must get it. ”

The Sons of Death said indifferently.

"Yes, I have to get my hands on it this time. The eldest son of the god of death said indifferently

A small knife in his hand flew out, flew in a large circle in the air, and turned into a bright circle of light, this is the circle of death, shrouded in the top of everyone's head, those sons of death are a little cold, because in the sword light, there is an extremely strong killing intention, if anyone is disobedient, or has a rebellious heart, maybe the knife will fall on someone's head.

The knife spun around and returned to the eldest son of the god of death, and fell down into the hands of the eldest son of the god of death.

Click, the long table broke in two, you know, this table is made of stainless steel, extremely hard, and the knife did not touch the table, but the knife breath passed, it was like this.

That knife is actually a Huaxia style knife, it is said that the style of the legendary Xiao Li flying knife is similar to this.

This eldest son of the Grim Reaper, wearing a black mask, is he European, African, or Chinese?

But no matter where he is from, he is the head of the Death's Children Killer Organization, that is, the head of the Killer Branch of the Death's Children Group.

......

Ning Hao didn't go back to the seaside villa tonight, and lived alone in Jiangzhou.

It's just that Ning Hao is alone in his room at the moment, but he can't sleep.

At night, in addition to the stars, there was a cold moon in the sky, and he suddenly remembered Song Zihui and those days.

Ning Hao looked at the beautiful night sky and suddenly couldn't control his emotions.

He turned on his phone and played the Xianxia music sung by a beautiful girl.

“

Jun was born, I was not born

Where am I born?

Hate is not born at the same time

Day by day with you

When will we see you again

Pure white as a feather dress

and the face that was as pure as a lotus

......”

The song was released, and Ning Hao began endless memories.

He suddenly wanted to be angry, Lao Tzu is the Supreme Emperor of Heaven, and he can't find the person I miss, come, who will stop me and fight with me!

Lao Tzu wants to break all this, God will kill God, Buddha will kill Buddha, Emperor will kill Emperor, come!

But he couldn't do that in the city.

Suddenly, he flew away.

He flew under the sky, alone.

He flew to the west, to the edge of the desert.

At that time, Tang monk Sun Wukong and they traveled west and walked along there.

He came to the edge of an endless desert, and he saw the mountain, the mountain of flames.

The flames of the Flaming Mountains have been extinguished, but there is still endless loneliness.

Ning Hao shouted, and slapped at the mountain.

The sky is cracking, the earth is shaking!

The Flaming Mountain was punched out of a huge gap, and the earth trembled as sand flew between the heavens and the earth.

Boom like a natural vision.

"Earthquake, run. ”

"The mountain has collapsed, the ground has collapsed!"

Those in the distance were shouting and running there.

Of course, there are not many people around here, so there is no loss, and many years later, there will be a canyon here, and there will also be a path between the canyons, connecting this side of the mountain and that side, which is called the Divine Path.

Ning Hao looked there, silent.

"The mountains are broken, the sea is exhausted, but I dare to fight with the king!" This sentence is still in his ears, this is her words back then.

Song Zihui's words.

He stood in the desert, in endless solitude.

Overhead is the starry sky, which is the city in the sky, and the ground is endless yellow sand.

Where have you been, Zihui?

At this moment, a huge full moon is among the stars, and the desert is full moon, and people are not round.

It was only at this time that a man came behind him.

It was a woman, who looked only twenty years old, dressed in a lilac costume, with a long corseted skirt, high hair, beautiful facial features, cherry lips and nose, eyes like autumn water, and she had seen through thousands of years.

She looked at Ning Hao with great pity.

She walked slowly.

"Who, don't mess with me, I'll kill anyone, right now. Ning Hao didn't look back.

"It's me!" the man said softly.

Ning Hao turned around, "It's you!"

I haven't seen her for hundreds of years, but she is still so young and beautiful.