Gao Qun has always been single, and he is all alone.

After all, doing this business is also considered a high-risk industry.

The family was a burden to him.

The moment Gao Qun opened the door, a hand suddenly grabbed his back neck from the back and pushed him into the room.

"Ah ... who ..." Although Gao Qun was not a psychic, his skills were pretty good.

Even if he is unexpected, even a psychic can be killed by him.

Before that, he had such a record.

He lifted his heels and kicked back.

He felt his heel hit his chest.

However, the other party remained motionless.

"Gao Qun, the killer contact?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Gao Qun still had a bit of fluke, but he didn't admit it with his teeth.

However, his answer was in exchange for the palm that gripped his neck to increase strength.

"People like you in the movie would rather die. You don't know if you are the same."

Gao Qun couldn't turn his head, but he could feel that the owner of the hand was approaching him.

He smelled the **** smell of that person, very heavy.

This man has absolutely killed someone, and not so long ago.

"What do you want?" Gao Qun really didn't plan to die for the sake of being outside.

"Do you know Mo Han?"

"I know him, the top three on the killer list."

"Is there any way to contact him?"

"How could I have Mo Han's contact information? I'm just a low-level contact person."

"That said, you don't have much use?"

"Wait ... although I don't have Mo Han's contact information, I know a senior contact person."

"I hope it won't be cumbersome. If you go around with me for a night like you, I will have a headache."

"No ... I know his place."

"Well, let's get in touch now."

"Can you release me?"

Gao Qun finally saw Chen Ye's face.

"Hey, President Deng, I have a good bottle of wine on hand."

"Oh? Where did it come from?"

"People from northeast China buried before the founding of the People ’s Republic of China. It was dug up last year. It took 300,000 to get it at the auction. However, it is boring to drink this wine alone.

"Come at my house, it's just my house."

"That line, get ready for wine. I like spicy food. Prepare more spicy food. I'll bring wine over."

Deng Xianyang on the other side of the phone hung up and couldn't help but change his face.

He and Gao Qun had long secretly signaled that if they were drinking, they would not go to each other's home.

If the other person says to go home, something is happening.

The so-called appetizer, of course, is to prepare him.

Spicy means that the idea is tricky, so be prepared.

Deng Xianyang immediately picked up the phone again: "Hey, Lao Meng, there is something wrong with my house. Come here."

Not long after, Deng Xianyang's signatory came.

Lao Meng, whose real name is Meng Qi, is nicknamed: Bengal Tiger.

Deng Xianyang's top killer.

Different from the mode where ordinary killers and signers never meet.

Deng Xianyang and Lao Meng often make contact in daily life.

Lao Meng is secretly a killer.

But on the bright side, it is a head of the Demon Meng family.

Not only in China, but also in the international community.

"Lao Deng, what's the situation?" The first thing Lao Meng entered was a straightforward inquiry.

"I just received a call from a friend ..."

Deng Xianyang told the situation to Lao Meng.

"That is to say, that high group will bring a trouble, right?"

"Well, that's the case."

"I see." Lao Meng nodded.

"I don't know who it is at the moment, and Gao Qun can't explain the strength of the opponent on the phone, so wait for you to take down the opponent directly. Don't give the opponent any chance to fight back. Killer directly. "

"Well, I know what to do."

Lao Meng nodded. He was much more experienced than Lao Deng in this respect.

He may not be the most advanced psychic, but when it comes to killing methods, almost no one can control him.

He is one of the few intensified psychics.

Strengthening the Department has almost no future in the country.

However, Lao Meng combined the fighting techniques of the East and the West into his own system.

Eventually evolved a set of ultimate killing techniques that belonged to him alone.

His most brilliant record was a failed mission.

He was given the task of assassinating Zhang Tianshi.

Although that mission ended in failure.

But got the affirmation of Zhang Tianshi.

Afterwards, Zhang Tianshi said that if Lao Meng was not in such a hurry to move into ten steps, it would be Zhang Tianyi who died.

It is because of this evaluation that Lao Meng's fame in the industry and the entire Chinese spirit world has greatly increased.

Top-level cultivation, coupled with the ultimate killing technique, make him the top-level killer.

Of course, there are top fame.

As one of the three killers of China.

He is the only one with a failed mission.

But even so, no one would accuse him of being unworthy.

After all, the target of his assassination was Zhang Tianyi, the first person in the world.

And retired.

Even if the final mission fails, it is still enough for him to blow his whole life.

Of course, Lao Meng's family knows their own affairs.

He was a little frivolous at that time.

It is indeed as Zhang Tianshi said.

Within ten steps, Zhang Tianshi will die.

But the key question is.

How did you get into those ten steps?

In addition, at that time, although his face passed the spell, it was short-lived.

But Zhang Tianshi's wise eyes seemed to have penetrated his own camouflage.

At that time, he was not retreating at all.

It was Zhang Tianshi who let it go.

As a result, the outside world mistakenly thought that he had retreated with his own strength.

Since then, Lao Meng has basically not mentioned the events.

The name of Zhang Tianshi is more taboo to him.

"Do you have food at home?"

"In the refrigerator, take it by yourself."

With Lao Meng by his side, Deng Xianyang also relaxed a lot.

He knew how strong Lao Meng was.

Unless a block is destroyed instantly with tactical missiles.

Otherwise, Lao Meng could hardly be killed.

Lao Meng was also very relaxed, and seemed to be completely attentive to the upcoming battle.

Years of working experience let him know that at any time, he needs to relax.

Only relaxation can make muscles more flexible.

Can also make more reactions and actions in an instant.

At this time, the sound of parking came downstairs.

Because it is at night, the sound is quite obvious.

Deng Xianyang glanced at Lao Meng who was eating cold food.

"Here comes, get ready."

"Well, I see." Lao Meng put down his chopsticks and just shook his arms casually: "Ready."