"My lord, there is a situation here." A person said in the depths of the alley, looking at the messy alley in front of them, they not only felt a little scared. "My lord, the bloodstains are still a little wet, and it shouldn't have gone too far." The subordinate touched the bloodstains on the wall and said slowly.

"Take a sample and make sure it's vulture's blood!" Everyone hurried forward and began to operate cautiously. "My lord, it seems that the vulture was subdued in an instant. There is no spiritual power left at the scene, not even a trace of a fight. The vulture may have..."

Hearing the report from his subordinates, his mood suddenly changed. The thing he was most worried about happened. This time, his most powerful subordinates disappeared without a trace. It seems that they have already noticed it. The existence of oneself and others. Damn it, this guy who has done more than accomplish nothing will not do anything other than cause trouble for himself! How can I tell the young master now! In desperation, he ordered his subordinates to clean up the scene, and he led the people away directly.

He had no choice but to leave it to the young master. At the same time, the vulture, which was dead in their eyes, was thrown directly on the floor of the room by Jiang Bailin, in order to avoid the staff , Bringing this guy back really took a lot of his strength. "Woooooh~" Jiang Bailin looked at the man who had been humming, and took out the rag stuffed in his mouth, and said, "Hmph again, I'll kill you!"

Seeing Jiang Bailin's ferocious look, he froze instantly, and fell to the ground without saying a word, shrinking like an ostrich. He is indeed the most hidden organization of historians. The people with black gloves and those who can join here are all people who must be loyal to historians and are willing to die for the family at any time. Of course, there are exceptions to everything. The vulture in front of him is one of them .

Because he is an actor, yes, he is a real actor! Before joining the Black Gloves, he was indeed a down-and-out little actor, the kind of little actor who shuts himself in the room every day, practices hard, and fantasizes that one day he will be able to stand out. Stinger, the captain of the Glove Squad, was found, and then forced to join the Black Gloves to work for the historian. Of course, he was only a half-staff member.

What historians value is his terrifying acting skills, so that he can easily play many roles, and then quietly approach his target, but today he met his nemesis Suning. His camouflage is so weak under the scanning of Suning's consciousness. In fact, he can't just point out that Suning is powerful. If he is more cautious, such a small anti-reconnaissance trick can't find him. He was a little too confident in his own strength.

"Come on, now we can have a good talk." Suning threw him on the stool and said with a smile. Of course, this smile is so terrifying in the eyes of vultures. "Tell me, what's your name, who are you? Why are you following me?" Suning said with a smile. "Who are you? I don't know you. What do you mean? I'm not the person you're looking for! I'm just a little ordinary resident!

With those terrified little eyes and constantly trembling body, anyone would think that he probably caught the wrong person, but in front of Suning, such a disguise is like a child's play in his eyes. "Hehe, why don't you say it?" Su Ning smiled coldly, and when his consciousness opened, the guy in front of him was covered with dark purple lines all over his body.

For such a long time, he has already known what dark purple means. He is lying, and there are many black lines mixed in during the period, which proves that he is very scared now, saying that he is a normal person. Suning will not believe anything, but Suning is It's strange, who found such an amateur-looking guy to examine himself.

However, if you play tricks with Suning, then Suning naturally doesn't intend to save face for him. The spiritual power in his hand gathers and inserts into his thigh with a swipe. "Ah! Before the miserable cry sounded, he was directly trapped like a duck with his throat stuck, unable to utter a single sound.

"Have you figured it out?" Su Ning looked at the man who was already in pain and was about to pass out, smiled slightly, and the strength in his hand increased by three points, and then began to twist half a circle. "" Say no! "Su Ning said viciously. Looking at the man who was about to pass out from the pain, Jiang Bailin at the side slowly held Suning's hand that wanted to continue to exert force, and said, "You should release the restraint first.

Hearing what Jiang Bailin said, Su Ning immediately realized that he forgot about it! Coughing lightly, he eased the embarrassment. He lifted the restraint set on the man, and then said, "Tell me, what is your name? Who do you work for?" Vulture, who was about to pass out from pain, spoke weakly. Said, "My name is Vulture, and I am a historian, a historian, don't kill me, don't kill me."'

At this time, he was already in pain and was about to lose consciousness. This was the most terrifying pain he had experienced in his life. For the first time, he felt that he was so close to death. When the first knife was inserted just now, he already wanted to drag it out completely, but he couldn't speak, so he suffered the second knife in vain. This knife almost gave him away, but fortunately the man next to him spoke up, otherwise he felt that he might get a third knife.

As for the so-called keeping secrets for the historian, he never even thought about it. Whether the historian is dead or alive has nothing to do with him. He is just a temporary worker, and he will work for whoever pays him. Of course, now that his life is gone, who will keep him secret. "I only know that I work for the historian, but I really don't know the rest!" Vulture said with a look of fear.

He didn’t lie about this, he really doesn’t know more things, after all, he is just a non-staff member, and it is impossible for the historians to let him get involved in deeper secrets, because he knows, the less he knows, the longer he will live , after all, I was just asking for money and nothing more. Seeing that he didn't seem to be in a panic, and he couldn't ask anything, Su Ning took a step forward, knocked him unconscious with a knife, and then tied him up. It has already been set up, and he also believes what Vulture said, that he is just a non-staff member. After all, if such a pissy person is an intelligence officer of the historian, then the historian is too inferior.

And it was the historian who dealt with him, and Suning could understand what was going on, and if he ruined his good deeds, who else could he deal with? But Suning is not afraid of this so-called historian. After all, his own strength is not hidden, and there is the Pang family behind him. If he really wants to go to war, he will naturally not be merciful.

"What should we do?" After the interrogation, Jiang Bailin and Suning returned to another room and started talking slowly. "Let's take one step at a time. This time, we got rid of their dark lines. If they still don't know how to measure, then we will give him a hard time." Su Ning said with a cold face.

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