The sneak attack was a strategy that Donald thought of in a short period of time.

Pence, Borglow and Horn's successive defeats and the powerful strength shown by this killer made Donald understand that it was a must-kill unless it was a single blow.

Otherwise, even if the situation of siege and killing is formed, it will probably be a loss in the end.

Pretending to cast spells is panic, just trying to sell a flaw.

Lilo's power lies in his soul energy and this immortal body that looks exactly like a living person, so Donald needs a reason to let the killer take the initiative to "kill" Lilo.

Only by doing it yourself can the killer pass over the girl who has "dead" in his hands without hesitation.

Who would have thought that a girl with a neck twisted a few times and a completely cut off her breath could punch her chest with one punch?

The killer could not have imagined.

So he died without any wickedness.

In fact, when the rest of the Rose Squad recovered, he watched Liluo slowly turn her head with her hands in her hands, and no one looked like a ghost on her face.

On the one hand, the picture is really impactful, and on the other hand, the incident of Lilo helping Donald fight itself makes them feel incredible.

Boglo half-squatted beside the corpse, and soon turned out a thumb-sized badge from the lining of his clothes, and an extremely delicate golden knife was engraved on the surface.

"Golden Killer, Donald, your friend killed an amazing guy."

Throwing the emblem to Donald, the gold medal killer in Boglo's mouth was the killer level in Arden's Spear.

The gold medal is already the first level of it. It can be said that the entire Aden Spear will not exceed 20 people.

The strength of the killer in front of him is obvious to all, and he is definitely worthy of this title.

Two extremely powerful talents developed by him should have reached the awakening level in his so-called supercharged state, and they can even compete with the entire Rose Squad.

Once he killed Donald, the only wizard, Stephanie and Susanna, were just free to give up at such a close distance.

It is hard to say whether the remaining three people can be killed before the support arrives, but if he wants to run away, no one will be able to stop him.

Besides, this is a head-on fight, and this one is a killer. If both sides are free to play, they will be approached by him one-on-one or one-on-two, and they will almost die.

Of course, there are not so many life-and-death fights. No matter what the means, there is no doubt that Donald killed a gold medal killer.

"It's a pity that these killers will not carry anything except weapons and equipment when performing missions, otherwise his legacy alone can make a big profit. Now... there are only merit points, and the merit points of Mrs. Irving's gold medal killer who killed Mrs. Irving, you may have to treat us to a big meal."

Susanna's face was a little pale. For strangers like her, melee fighting is a very distant thing, not to mention that it is less than 3 meters away from the gold medal killer. Death is likely to be just a thought that the other party will come to her.

"Carry it up and take him to the villa of the Irving family."

The opponent's previous fighting style is enough to prove that he is the killer this morning, but the process still needs to let Connery Irving, who has witnessed the murderer, take a look at it, to calm the emotions of the victim's family.

Although Connery Irving is not like someone who needs comfort.

The police force who received a call from passers-by to deal with the scene, Rose Team got into the police car, and the murderer's body was stuffed directly into the trunk and returned to the Irving Family Villa together.

Many people have gathered outside the cafe due to the previous chaos.

If someone is on the roof of the cafe at this time, he will find that there is a very special area in the crowd, with several people of different figures standing around a woman, seemingly close to each other, but in fact they are nearly one punch away, completely separating the crowds around them.

The woman at the center was just wearing an ordinary plain long skirt, a simple bun, and a black wide-brimmed hat.

"Dead?"

Watching the police car leave, the woman hugged her hands horizontally in front of her chest and asked softly.

"Yes, I was killed by someone from a stranger and my heart was hurt through my mouth, so I couldn't live."

Someone turned to answer.

"I should say that many talented people in the strange squad are emerging? Or is your Aden Spear actually only at this level. The gold medal killer can be defeated by a survey team. There are dozens of teams like Deminghan... "

His thumb stroked a simple ring and said something harsh, but the few people around him seemed to have not heard of it.

"Hmph, it's good to die. I brought you, originally to kill him. Since someone does it for him, it's a waste to save you some effort... Next time I send this kind of waste to perform a crucial task, you know the consequences."

He glanced at the people beside him and turned around. The two people behind her immediately took a step back, squeezed away the crowd around him and opened a road.

"Please rest assured, this is the last time."

An old man with a pale face bowed slightly to see the woman leave. Two people followed her, keeping a distance, but were always paying attention to anyone close to her.

"Chief, why should we obey her?"

A young man standing on the left before was quite dissatisfied with the woman's attitude. As a gold medal killer, he was naturally proud.

However, when he turned his eyes to the old man, he felt a chill in his throat.

A drop of cold sweat slid down, silent.

"I don't want to hear this sentence from you for the second time, at any time, at any place, do you understand?"

The old man just squirmed his lips, but his voice came to the ears of the young man around him without saying a word.

"clear....."

His answer was a bit difficult, and it was not a good feeling to be on the verge of life and death.

"The next task is more important than this. You cooperate and have prepared things in advance. When to do it and how to do it, that is your business, and I only want the result."

After the old man finished speaking, he left on his own and disappeared into the crowd after a few steps.

**

"You said he is the gold medal killer in the Aden Spear Assassination organization. So after killing him, what extra things can be discovered? I need to know who the main messenger behind the scenes is."

The murderer's body was placed in the villa hall. Connery Irving walked down from the upstairs with his cane to confirm, sat on a chair beside him, looking at the body, with a light flashing in his eyes, and raised his head and said after a while.

Since it is an organized killer rather than a private action, it is naturally only when it comes to the assassination mission.

This is a reasonable question.

"Sorry, we just found a badge of Aden Spear from him."

Boglo had searched himself, but found nothing, and Horn made it clear at this time.

"There is no need to apologize, you did a good job."

After hearing Horn's reply, Connery Irving praised them for the first time, and his face, which had no expression, seemed to be a little loose.

It's just a moment.

"Since the case has been resolved, we will not disturb you and put away the body."

The murderer was dead, and the matter here came to an end. Horn glanced at the police officer behind him and said.

This body cannot be left in the Irving family. According to the normal procedure, it is to be sent directly to the cemetery near Demingham, find a place to bury it, erect an unknown monument or simply not even a tombstone, just a small earth bundle.

Two police officers stepped forward and lifted the body on the ground one after another. Donald stood aside, holding the mechanical monkey he had picked up on the table in the cafe.

I couldn't help but think of the one I saw in the rain before, exactly the same as the one in my hand.

"So we've met earlier."

After pondering for a while, he put the mechanical monkey in his pocket, and the group said goodbye to Connery Irving again and left the Irving family villa.

"Hey, you said...will Connery Irving hold a funeral for Shirley Irving, or will he be buried directly?"

When she got into the car, Susanna asked suddenly.

Connery Irving's cold attitude towards the death of his wife made her very concerned.

"I think it should be done. After all, it is a wife who has been with her for more than ten years. As a nobleman, a decent funeral is a respect for the deceased. For a status like the Irving family, the specifications will not be small. Maybe a memorial service will be held in the cemetery. Demingham should have many officials present, who know or don't know..."

Stephanie seemed to be a little interested in this topic, leaning against the back seat, thinking about it.

"There will be funerals, but only some family members should be allowed to attend without inviting outsiders. It should be impossible for each person to fill the coffin with a bouquet of flowers. In the style of Connery Irving, I'm afraid that the number of people participating in the memorial service will not exceed 20, and will be held as soon as possible."

With his elbow against the horizontal railing under the car window, Donald gave the answer.

He guessed it right.

"The funeral will be held the day after tomorrow. Notify other people in the family. The Shirley family members also remember to notify them, and there are no outsiders... I need to rest, except for some important things, don't disturb me."

In the villa, Connery Irving stood at the door and explained to his housekeeper.

When I closed the door, my movements seemed a little rushed.

When the door lock clicked, Connery Irving, who was leaning against the door, suddenly let out a long breath, twisted his neck, and his spine was no longer so straight.

Sitting near the bed, I then bounced up like an electric shock, and walked quickly to the dressing table belonging to Shirley Irving in the bedroom.

He still has something to do not finish.

"one two three......"

He silently recited the numbers, and his fingertips slid past one by one, took out a locked metal box from the third drawer, and then took out the key from the fifth drawer and opened it.

There was nothing inside except a broken bone piece.

He took off the ring from his index finger and put it on the surface of the bone piece. The bone piece that was originally silent suddenly rose several black mists to wrap the ring.

The ordinary soul dissipated in the corrosion of this black fog.
Chapter completed!