Chapter 2564

The dragon was snatched by Yunjian from Si Yi at the beginning, and the dragon was snatched from Si Yi's hand to make the Dragon join the ancient killing mercenary regiment. In common words, it also needs to pay the dragon a fixed salary.

You know, the status of the dragon in the world is second only to Yunjian, who ranks first in the list of international agents.

Although the price of the task, the difference between the two is not a bit.

However, as the third God of war in the list of international agents, if the crazy dragon dies unfortunately, the ancient killing mercenary regiment must suffer heavy losses.

The son of the abnormal doctor, whose eyes were pierced by the butterfly knife thrown by Yunjian, rolled on the ground and trembled. After listening to Yunjian's words, his other intact eye protruded like a fish's eye.

He forgot!

After the Dragon broke away from the dark soul organization, it has now joined the ancient mercenary killing regiment!

The killer or agent of the dark soul organization dies. The cause of death will not be investigated by the people of the dark soul organization, but the ancient mercenary regiment will!

Ancient mercenary killing regiment, which is internationally famous for protecting the weak!

While he was working on the dragon, he completely forgot that the dragon was now a member of the ancient mercenary regiment.

"Don't... don't kill me... Don't kill me..." covering his blinded eye, he rolled on the ground and tried to beg for forgiveness from Yunjian.

Seeing that the man immediately counseled like this, Yunjian's cold lips slightly hooked. She went over and took out another butterfly knife, and cut the rope binding the dragon in three or two times.

Before Yunjian came, the wild dragon had been stabbed by the son of the abnormal doctor. The wild dragon just didn't hum a dull hum.

"You moved my men. He is seriously injured now. He can't bring any benefits to our ancient mercenary regiment in recent months.

"You also know that our ancient mercenary killing regiment has always been an extremely weak organization. Do you think... I will let you go?"

Yunjian stepped on her feet, and the little white shoes made a tread sound rubbing against the floor. She went to Dr. Pervert's son and spoke expressionless.

"No, no, no, don't kill me! I'll do whatever you want me to do! Say everything! As long as you don't kill me..." unlike Dr. pervert, Dr. Pervert's son is a counselor, greedy for life and afraid of death.

At this time, he was covering his eyes that were bleeding continuously, and he didn't even care about the unbearable pain caused by his pierced eyes.

"Hand over the secret script your father taught you. Don't play tricks on me. I have plenty of ways to kill you." Yun Jian said quietly when the time was ripe.

If Yunjian, like a dragon, asks him for a secret script or asks him to save Mu Ying, the son of the abnormal doctor will certainly feel that he has something others can't get, so he is unwilling to hand it over for a long time.

But Yunjian just burst his eyeball. He wouldn't believe anything. Yunjian didn't dare to kill him.

Like an obedient dog, the man covered his eyes and climbed to the side of the laboratory.

From a hidden bookshelf behind the laboratory, he took out a very old book at a loss. He hurriedly handed it to Yunjian: "here you are! Here you are! I said to put mine..."

After putting things into Yunjian's hand, Dr. Pervert's son climbed out.

But it's not halfway there.

Yunjian took the script given by the man in one hand and suddenly turned around. The other hand, which was still gently throwing the butterfly knife, whirled the butterfly knife out of his hand.

With a hiss, the butterfly knife hit the man's back and heart.

"Er... You... You... Don't... Say... Believe... Use..." the son of the abnormal doctor turned his head and shouted this sentence with all his strength.

Before she finished, Yunjian had come to him. She reached out and pulled out the butterfly knife inserted behind Dr. Pervert's son. As if she hadn't done anything, she wiped the blood on the blade with a paper towel.

With a red arc, say the last frightened voice that Dr. Pervert's son heard in his life:

"I killed countless people. When did I say the word credit?"