V6.Chapter 95

The snow outside the window fell on the ground.

The pen in hand falls on the top.

Make a rustling sound.

Zeng Yue's expression was concentrated and solemn.

The content he wrote in his hand is a pile of meaningless gibberish in the eyes of others, which needs a set of corresponding code translation, all of which are about the situation of Qiushui city.

His thinking is fluent and clear, and there is no pause in his writing.

His favorite North Sea is Zhongzhou's North Sea.

It is destined to be the coldest time before the spring flowers bloom. If the cold can be borne by Beihai in exchange for a better Zhongzhou and the future, it is definitely worth it.

He can't represent anyone, he can't make decisions for Beihai.

But this is his personal thought and will, just like the letter he is writing now, it is only his personal thought and will.

In more than 20 years, the top spy in the guise of electrical engineering has nearly 30 loyal dead men in his hands. He himself is an expert at the top of the thunder world. He uses all the resources he has in his hands to form a detailed network, which occupies most of the content of his letter.

He really likes Beihai. He likes Beihai which belongs to Zhongzhou. This game has nothing to do with right or wrong, justice or evil, greatness or meanness, only victory or defeat, only result. He thinks the result is right, so he goes all out without reservation.

If they can succeed, when they grow old in a few decades, they may be very proud to tell future generations that they were the people who led the future direction and road of Beihai.

It's a long letter.

Zeng Yue changed several pieces of writing paper.

The hibernation plan is over.

This should be the last report before the awakening plan started, so Zeng Yue took out all the chips in his heart.

He had nearly thirty dead.

He also has two colleagues who participated in the hibernation program with him. Now one of them is a middle and high-level official of Qiushui municipal government, and the other is a doctor with a little reputation in Qiushui. They have also cultivated their own team secretly. Because of excessive caution, the team size is not large. Three people together, The number of people available is about 80, but also because of caution, these ten people are trusted confidants.

As the deputy leader of the seventh group lurking in Qiushui, Zeng Yue has been studying what kind of role these people can play together for a long time. From the beginning, up to now, in more than 20 years, Zeng Yue's innumerable combinations can play a huge role.

And that's what he's writing now.

With a free hand, he and his two colleagues can assassinate two secondary targets, five tertiary targets and other key figures in Qiushui city in six hours, which can make Qiushui city fall into the biggest chaos in the first time.

The so-called secondary targets for assassination are Zeng Yue's own standards. In his mind, there are six secondary targets for Qiushui city. The mayor and speaker of Qiushui are both secondary targets. There are also several core senior members of the Huangfu family in Qiushui.

The first level target is the head of Huangfu family.

Zeng Yue was sure of two secondary targets for the assassination. One was the mayor of Qiushui, and the other was a core senior member of the Huangfu family.

In a few hours after the death of the two men, the whole city of Qiushui will be a complete sensation. In order to track down the murderer, the Huangfu family must take a series of measures, not caring to cooperate with the actions of emperor Bingshan.

And similar to such a latent group, Zeng Yue can be sure that there is at least one group of people in Qiushui city.

Other cities in Beihai province should also have such latent groups.

As long as they do, the whole North Sea will be dark.

Zeng Yue took a deep breath and thought of all kinds of life in Beihai for more than 20 years.

There was a flash of impatience in his heart, and then he became firm again.

He picked up the pen he had put down again and wrote four words at the end of the letter without using a sign language.

For Zhongzhou.

He looked at the letter, carefully recalled the content of the letter, some satisfied with the opening way: "good."

Behind him, there was also a man who was very satisfied and said, "not bad."

all is quiet at dead of night.

There was only the sound of falling snow outside the window.

The sudden "praise" fell on Zeng Yue's ears like thunder.

His brain suddenly became blank, his body tightened up, and the power at the top of the thunder scene was completely out of the instantaneous condensation of instinct.

A sharp arc flashed over his hand.

Reach out.

Attack.

"Hum."

Pain to the extreme of the dull hum sound up.

Zeng Yue's hand did not cause any movement, and the dazzling arc became extremely weak at the moment of his hand.

His arm lifted up, and then it flew out, and blood sprayed directly on the ground from the broken arm.

In the light of footsteps, a slender palm with a scar on the back of the hand reached out and took away the letter he had just written.

Zeng Yue, whose face was distorted by pain, was still at a loss.

He turned his head carefully.

Standing in the line of sight is a tall woman with short hair. There is no expression on her face with a long scar. She holds the letter and looks down at the content. After a while, she slowly says, "I can't understand it."

Zeng Yue's body trembled involuntarily in pain. He bit his teeth and just wanted to say a cruel word. The woman had already thrown the letter in her hand in another direction: "explain what it means."

Zeng Yue wanted to turn his body in that direction, but a leg just moved, and the pain of tearing heart and splitting lung suddenly uploaded from the leg to the brain.

There is no fire, no thunder, no air vibration around him, and it is not invincible territory.

He felt no danger.

But at this moment, all around him seemed to be dangerous.

He seemed to be bound by a very sharp but invisible rope. If he moved a little, he would be dripping with blood and even broken to pieces.

He glanced at the woman around him from the corner of his eye.

She stood still, but her breath was like a fierce and silent beast.

At this moment, it was not who she was.

He wondered how the other party came and why he knew his identity.

"It's... Our code."

There was a hoarse voice behind Zeng Yue, trembling with extreme fear and pain: "this is a network of people who belong to him and the other two team members. The letter... Is about the identity of the dead, and what they can do together."

"What's the matter?"

The woman with short hair, like a wild animal, asked in a flat tone. Standing here, she was really like a wild animal, light, sharp, calm and extremely fierce.

"Team seven..."

The voice behind him was silent for a while. I don't know whether it was hesitation or relief of pain: "the third member of the seventh group is now the Secretary of the mayor of Qiushui city. He..."

"Do you know what you're doing?"

Zeng Yue suddenly roared in a loud voice.

He opened his eyes wide with incredible colors.

His letters were in their own code.

Specifically, it's the seventh group's code word.

No one can understand the content of the code except the members of their group.

There are four members in group seven.

He is the vice captain. He is No. 2. The identity of No. 3 has been broken. He is very familiar with No. 4 and his voice.

The voice behind is not the voice of number four.

The only answer.

He is the leader of the seventh group.

Everything has an answer.

Zeng Yue finally knew why the beast around him would find himself here.

She's got the leader of group seven!

Ironically, even Zeng Yue didn't know who the group leader was.

So how did she know?

"Shut up."

The woman waved.

Zeng Yue couldn't feel any fluctuation of martial arts. He couldn't see the slightest light and shadow, but his whole body was completely imprisoned in an instant, and he couldn't say a word.

"You go on."

She took a few random steps and pointed to the letter.

In the corner where Zeng Yue could not see, the intermittent voice became more and more frightened and dry, but it was also more and more clear. He almost repeated the letter word by word.

Zeng Yue's face was as pale as ashes.

It was hard for him to believe that there would be such a spineless patriarch in group 7.

The woman listened and waved again.

The invisible confinement disappeared in an instant.

Zeng Yue had the ability to speak again.

"You want to have a big game."

The woman looked at him, eyes pondering: "if it is before, I am very happy to see this scene, but I promised my sister."

She suddenly shook her head and lost her interest in speaking. She just said, "is what he said true? Do you have anything to add? "

"Who are you?"

Zeng Yue turned his head in a small range, and his face became bloody instantly. With his venomous and desperate eyes, he looked extremely ferocious.

"Xia Huang."

Woman light way: "the younger sister of summer solstice."

Zeng Yue chuckled: "when did you start..."

The mobile phone suddenly rang.

Huang frowned, took out the mobile phone to see the number, directly connected: "what's the matter?"

"Auntie, how is Qiushui city?"

Wang shengxiao's voice came out from the phone, cold and gloomy.

"The seventh group solved it, but I'm not sure there are any other groups."

Huang calms down.

"Ask."

Wang shengxiao took a deep breath. His voice was obviously angry and murderous, but he restrained himself: "ask the leader of the seventh group, what's the latest task they've received... How's it going? Do you have any clues?"

Wang shengxiao's voice can be said to be word by word, Huang can even clearly feel the sound of his teeth.

"The latest mission? What mission? "

Huang glanced at the leader of the seventh group.

The patriarch, who had already collapsed, shook his head blankly.

"He doesn't know."

Huang opens a way directly, he doesn't believe in own hand, the other party still dares to lie: "should be didn't receive a task."

"So there must be another group in Qiushui city!"

Wang shengxiao sneered.

"Maybe."

Huang nodded: "I will take the seventh group back. You can ask in detail. "

"No need."

Wang shengxiao's voice was cold: "kill them all."

Huang slightly stagnated.

All killed?

This is totally different from the original plan.

These are all from Zhongzhou, especially the leader of the seventh group, who is only half a step away from the general.

"All killed?"

Huang narrowed her eyes: "are you sure? This is all Zhongzhou... "

"Kill! Kill them all! Send the body back to Zhongzhou, these bastards, they are looking for Yuetong now! This group of people received the latest task is to kill the moon pupil! They deserve to die, they deserve to die

Wang shengxiao suddenly roared: "all killed!"

Huang Zheng for a moment, silently hung up the phone.

Zeng Yue, who had heard the fury of the new patriarch of Beihai, looked numb.

He looked at Huang in front of him and said nothing.

"It seems that you are very determined."

Huang slowly said: "such a big determination..."

She raised her hand slowly.

"You..."

Flick your fingers.

Huang's voice became the only one in Zeng Yue's ears: "do you really want to die like this?"

Zeng Yue's eyes widened.

Before his death, he finally discovered the way of this woman's hand.

In the stable space, there seems to be a touch of particles on her fingers, crystal clear, like a tiny ice crystal that is hard to find.

The ice crystal fell on him.

Suddenly, there was only a frenzy in his ears.

The raging tide is piercing scarlet.

Zeng Yue's blood burst out of his body in an instant.

Countless blood in the air convergence compression, fell in the hands of Huang, into a crystal clear scarlet beads.

Huang directly threw the bead into his mouth and ate it. He said calmly, "then go to die."