Chapter 68

On the edge of Nancheng is the rolling low mountains. Originally, there were many residents. However, with the development of Nancheng, most people chose to buy houses in the city, but there are fewer families in the mountain area.

A black car drove into a deep courtyard, stopped and came out with two people, one tall and the other short.

The courtyard looks very ordinary, just like other residents in the mountain area, with only two lights on and off. But if you look at it carefully, it seems that it is heavily guarded.

The two entered the room one after the other.

The taller man, Mu Xianghui, is the head of the national special operations team, mainly responsible for secretly sending people abroad to carry out confidential missions. Just two days ago, after finishing an important task and returning home, I immediately got a secret order and was transferred to Nancheng.

The shorter one, Dong Bin, is the leader of the northern secret service team, who is responsible for some special tasks and special security incidents, and is also the single line contact person to contact and receive Mu Xianghui.

They belong to the upper and lower levels, one outside and one inside. Usually they don't have much contact, but because of a special relationship, their personal relationship is quite good.

This is also the reason why Dong Bin specially called on Mu Xianghui to help.

The room looks ordinary from the outside. After entering, Dong Bin presses the hidden mechanism on the wall, and the original bookshelves move to both sides, revealing a deep and underground staircase.

They went down the secret road without any sound, and they were restored to their original state automatically. Down the stairs hundreds of steps, came to a secret base.

In fact, the so-called secret base is divided into several halls with narrow corridors in the middle. In fact, the place is not cramped. The first one is a conference room. That's where they came from.

There were already several people waiting in the conference room. One of them, who was in his forties and looked serious, immediately gave a military salute when he saw two people coming in and said, "Fu Dongyuan, commander of the northern military region, welcome the special commissioner of the capital."

Mu Xianghui quickly stood at attention, straightened his waist, made a very formal military salute, and said in a loud voice: "Hello, chief! Mu Xianghui, head of the national special operations team and the overseas special operations team, came to report! "

"Sit down, please." Fu Dongyuan went straight to the topic and frowned, "have you had contact with that one?"

Dong Bin shook his head, sat upright and replied, "no, we just followed him from a distance and didn't disturb him."

Fu Dongyuan nodded: "it's better to be cautious. Such people are very alert. It's not appropriate to scare the snake too early. Can I be identified? "

Mu Xianghui hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "chief, what is the task this time? Why do I come here alone? "

Fu Dongyuan laughed, pushed a piece of material from the table and said: "because it's a bit sudden, we can't mobilize all of us, and the duration of this task is unpredictable. We're not good at motivating the masses. We can only transfer you to cooperate with the action alone."

As he spoke, he opened the material, took out two photos, handed them to Mu Xianghui and said, "look at the photos. Are these two the same person?"

Mu Xianghui took the photo and looked at it in the light with a dignified face.

The two photos are not others, they are all yinziyu.

The difference is that Yin Ziyu is wearing long hair and his eyes are rebellious. Through the photo, he can feel the fierce momentum of a blade. It seems that he has just solved his opponent. Several guns are scattered on the ground, which sets off his arrogant figure, like a god of death who mercilessly reaps life on the battlefield.

The other is a recent photo, wearing a standard security suit, with flat hair, a cocked hat, a lazy smile on his face and a cigarette in his mouth. He looks like a young man who doesn't do his job.

"This..." Mu Xianghui hesitated.

In fact, the temperament of the people in the two photos is too different. Although they are similar in appearance, no one will believe that they are the same person.

He was very familiar with the first picture, which he got five years ago when he was on a rescue mission in North Africa.

At that time, the name of "razor" was very popular in the whole North African battlefield. It was the king of mercenaries that all the people, including the enemies of razor, had to admit.

This man has great energy and influence in the mercenary world, not to say how invincible he is, but his brain and contacts.

Where he appears, he is often the one with the least number of dead people. However, everyone knows that you must not fight against the razor, otherwise, no one can tell who has been benefitted by him and will give you a sudden.

It is said that his contacts range from presidents, wealthy families and aristocratic families, from painters, lawyers, movie stars, businessmen and doctors to common people, pawns and peddlers, and even beggars, thieves and slip girls. Countless people regard him as their best friend and feel that he is the most trustworthy person.Later, this person, in a word, a sign of a razor, can influence a war and scare off a well-equipped mercenary team.

As a result, governments began to pay attention to this person. Mu Xianghui also received the order from the Chinese government to do everything possible to trace this person's identity. However, this person has great powers in the North African battlefield and has no way to trace him.

Once upon a time, a frenzied mercenary organized a massacre of the whole village to coerce the razor. He drove the razor crazy and killed all the butchers without warning. Only in this way did Mu Xianghui risk his life to take this picture.

When Mu Xianghui got this picture, he was shocked to see the young face with hair on his head. It's incredible that this young man with a pure Oriental face should be the king of the mercenary world.

Not long ago, I heard that the king's razor, who was at the height of the sun, personally put out the light of his own glory and completely withdrew from the mercenary world.

Rumor has it that the king's razor is actually a Malaysian. Some say it's Singaporean and h. countless forces and intelligence agents from all over the world have flocked to these countries to find a place for the razor.

In fact, Mu Xianghui is also secretly looking for it in Malaysia, but he has made no progress in his work for more than half a month. The razor has disappeared like a human being.

The government of H, which is a good thing, has made a high-profile statement that the mercenary King's razor is the pride of the Korean nation, and even mobilized all the officers and soldiers to defend the razor. Spray the pattern of razor in major cities, hoping that the razor can show itself on its own initiative. It's a pity that the burden of shaving is too hot to be taken care of