The Pirate: The Black Duke

Blatter’s gaze swept across the woman who had stopped breathing. The blood clotted quickly and did not flow to the ground. He also noticed Reinhardt’s left hand on Chitila’s shoulder. It seems to be trembling slightly.

Ok?

Suddenly, Blatter's eyes moved, as if seeing a weird light flashing away, so he rubbed his eyes and found that it was just an illusion, shook his head and ignored it.

No one knew how Reinhardt was feeling at this time.

After a while, Reinhardt's body finally moved. He sighed in an impenetrable tone, and then took his gaze back from the dead woman in front of him.

"Blatt, go and get rid of her body." Reinhardt shouted at the tall man not far away.

Blair nodded and walked over, staring at this lost woman, even if she died, her posture was still so graceful.

Generally speaking, Blatter would not have to deal with this kind of thing himself, but Blatter knew what this woman meant to Reinhardt.

He took the woman's body and walked out of the office.

The family members in the office were silent for a while, and finally Moselle took the initiative to break the silence. He looked at Reinhardt and smiled: "Brother, what about the follow-up work left by this woman?"

After all, a deputy editor-in-chief of the Beihai branch of the World Economic News has died.

"Just fake it and cause a shipwreck."

Reinhardt thought about it for a while and said, then he glanced over the family members and continued: "Just now Chitila told me before his death that there is also a CP8 spy in the North Sea who has been lurking for more than ten years."

Everyone was shocked, unexpectedly there was such a potential threat.

"At present, the only information known is the code name of that guy's spy, the code name is [Zero]."

Reinhardt said again.

"Every member of CP8 is an intelligence expert. It is obviously impossible to find a target with a code name." Meester walked over and said.

"I used to deal with CP agency spies in the dark world in the first half of the great route."

"Yeah, it's no less than finding a needle in a haystack." Reinha nodded his head and glanced at Meester again: "Can you use your name in the paradise killer world and find a way to issue a reward for CP8 spy [Zero] make?"

The paradise in the mouth of Reinhardt is naturally the first half of the great route. It is a great route from the upside down mountain to the Chambord Islands. It is different from the chaos and cruelty of the new world and is called a paradise.

This is Reinhardt’s sudden thought. If you start with Meister’s name in the Paradise Killer world, it may have unexpected effects, especially the title of [Night Monster], which is possessed in the Paradise Killer world. Enough weight.

This made everyone stunned for a moment. Those present didn't know the identity and background of Mestre in the paradise. After hearing Reinhardt's words, they all turned their eyes to Mestre.

But Meester reacted immediately, offering a reward [zero] in Paradise Killer World, which is a good way.

"It's okay, it's okay. It's hard to make a lot of progress in a short period of time if you offer a reward with just one code name." Mestre naturally understands that in the paradise killer world, killers seldom touch those The mysterious and difficult-to-identify target is not afraid to cause trouble to the upper body, after all, even the world government officials dare to offer rewards.

They don't want to spend too much time wasting searching for targets. There is another reason, that is, the rating of the killer world.

How to rate such a goal? If there is no rating, the killers may not be willing to take over this reward.

"We can only take one step and count one step. We can't waste too much energy on this kind of thing." Reinha nodded his head. "If possible, the bounty will be increased. There will always be assassins. ] Interested, maybe we will meet someone who is also looking for [Change] this mysterious guy."

Hearing this, Meester nodded: "That's it. I will contact the previous killer agent. He is professional in this kind of thing."

Since disbanding the music troupe and leaving the paradise to leave the killer world, he has never contacted his killer agent again. I don't know if I am contacting him this time, if I want to help myself in the past.

Meester exchanged a few words with Reinhardt before turning and leaving the office.

After communicating with Reinhardt for a while, the remaining members also left one by one.

The reason for calling all the members of the family this time and killing CP8 spy Chitila in front of them was because Reinhardt deliberately showed them.

On the other hand, he wanted to let them know that even Chitila could kill him personally, and as long as he betrayed, no one could escape death.

Somewhere in the dark of the night, the quiet night sky showed a little bit of brilliance, and a figure was lying on the icy ground near this mess of rubble.

It seemed to be a corpse, but at this moment, the corpse moved slightly, and then the traces of the tremor became more and more obvious.

Suddenly there was a faint gasp, and then...

Puff shook, like a crisp sound like falling water, an image of Qian covered with scarlet blood was finally breathing the air, a piece of scarlet blood was suddenly spit out from her mouth, after which her breathing finally became smooth.

At the same time, a crisp sound suddenly rang in her body, like some kind of preset switch. After triggering the preset node, it immediately began to operate.

In the next second, the wound on her chest began to heal itself. The very strange scene seemed to be the resurrection of the corpse from death to life. From this moment on, she was completely reborn.

She struggled and tried to stand up, but she didn't have any strength in her whole body, so she lay on the cold gravel and gasped violently. She felt a large clot of blood in the pierced chest that was so dazzling, even if it was Can still notice in the dark.

However, the severe pain gradually eased, and the wound was gradually healed.

She was surprised and felt that this scene was just like a dream, but she had never felt such a real dream.

"He didn't kill me, he still...reluctant to give up after all?"

She muttered to herself, didn't she feel that she had been in tears, she was moved by the rest of her life?

A long time later, a blood-stained shadow stood up under the night, and she glanced at the clock port with the magnificent lights in the distance, leaving a reluctant look, and disappeared into the night.

The morning light is approaching, but the darkness of the night is still shrouded in mist, and the steps of the adversaries rattle.