2. Chapter 2 The well-dressed executioner 2
And the figure standing in the glazed light made Le Sang's head explode with a buzz, and his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.
That is... such a familiar figure...
"Le Sang, I'm sorry." The voice was still so cold, and a man in a black suit slowly walked over in the light.
He is well-dressed and looks extraordinary.
My heart felt cold.
Le Sang understood all of this in an instant.
She has been plotted, she has been plotted by the organization. This assassination operation is not to assassinate other people, but to assassinate herself, as a hero who has made great achievements for the organization.
The man in front of her has been her partner for three years, but they have known each other for decades.
He joined the organization ten years ago, and it was She Lesang who was responsible for training him. He grew up very quickly, and in just seven years, he and She Lesang became equals and became partners.
The so-called partner means performing the same task together for a long time.
However, the division of labor between the two is different. One is in the command center to observe the target, and the other is at the assassination site to eliminate the target.
The person in charge of the command will always stay at the base to observe the target's movements and will never appear at the assassination scene.
The only possibility is that he serves as an assassin and eliminates everyone at the scene.
The blood in his chest spurted out quickly, and Le Sang could clearly feel that his limited life was draining away bit by bit.
She never thought that the organization would be cruel to her, and she never thought that she would die in his hands one day.
"Why?"
Unwilling to give in, she put down the bloody hand covering her chest, looked at the well-dressed man in front of her with her red eyes, and asked through gritted teeth.
"Because you are too good. If I want to break through my current self, I must... kill you." The man suddenly lowered his voice, and the light shone on his handsome face, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.
Le Sang froze suddenly. It turned out that it was what he meant, not a death order from the organization, but... it was what he meant!
Okay, ten years of friendship, Le Sang’s only friend, and she only recognized him today.
People really can't have the slightest emotion. She should always be on guard against him and be on guard against him.
A self-deprecating smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the sharp pain in his chest spread throughout his body.
In her hazy consciousness, Le Sang watched as the man in front of her took out a cold gun, pointed it at her head, and pulled the trigger mercilessly.
People cannot... have feelings...
This was her last consciousness.
A cold wind suddenly started blowing in all directions.
When the wind passes through the sky and the earth, it is another scene.
Tianyun Continent, the Prime Minister's Mansion of Dongyuan Empire, red colors are flying, and the sound of drums is loud.
The prime minister's daughter, Xiao Shuiyue, is sixteen years old. It can be said that Prime Minister Xiao has earned a lot of face.
Not only the dignitaries from the court came to congratulate him, but also His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the unparalleled King Ning.
There were crowds of people, and the entire Prime Minister's Mansion fell into an extremely lively atmosphere.
But this extreme hustle and bustle could not spread to the most remote Beiyuan of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
In Beiyuan, the grass is desolate and deserted.
It forms a very sharp contrast with the front hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Vultures suddenly fluttered from the courtyard, and under a withered peach tree, a gray thing squirmed slightly.
Chapter completed!