Those black-clothed killers hid their figures in the night, intending to follow the darkness and escape with the power of shadows.

But in front of Mo Cheng, this is just a completely unfunny joke.

The heat source of the human body, the sound of the beating heart, the active thinking, and the blood of the companion splashed on the body.

All of these make the killers in black stand out like lights at night.

"I suggest you close your eyes." Mo Cheng's warning voice came from the darkness, "Because the next scene is forbidden by eighteen."

The warning was for Helena, and it was also for those black-clothed killers. I saw Mo Cheng disappearing like a ghost. Every time he appeared, a black-clothed killer lost a certain organ of his body.

Sometimes it's the heart, sometimes it's the head, sometimes it's the spine.

Their bodies were like wrapping paper, Mo Cheng opened them at will, and took out the things hidden inside.

The darkness can no longer cover their figures, and the stalkers who tried to sneak into the shadow world found that the shadow world, which was supposed to be like a fish swimming into the water, was now like a quagmire, making them deeply trapped and unable to extricate themselves.

In the end, those stalkers who sneaked into the shadow world were swallowed by the shadow.

After the leader of the black-clothed killer issued the order to "retreat", he did not make any attempt to escape. Instead, he just stood there and watched Mo Cheng slaughter his men to death.

He was using the lives of his subordinates to probe the limit of Mo Cheng's power, but the information he got made the leader of the black-clothed killer fall into deeper despair.

Even if he has experienced cruel training, he can continue the mission without changing his face when his loved ones die.

But when he faced Mo Cheng, facing the darkness that was once his best ally, he could only feel a kind of trembling all over his body.

The hairs stand on end, the muscles cramp, the liquid secreted by the stomach recoils up the throat, and the sweat glands discharge a large amount of water out of control...

At the same time, the soul felt a chill, and the lingering chill seemed to freeze all his senses.

From body to soul, they are expressing their fear of Mo Cheng.

Why is this happening?

He shouldn't be afraid. After undergoing cruel training, his emotionlessness is second only to those human figures whose emotions have been erased and made into puppets.

But at this moment, he is afraid.

He saw a figure from the darkness, a tall, bare-chested demon with a pair of demon wings behind him.

He saw a murderer holding a knife in both hands, slit the enemy's throat, and the blood flowing out was enough to dye the earth red.

He even saw a cloud of deep purple smoke swallowing up an extremely noble body, turning it into a monster with four hands and no eyes that only appeared in nightmares.

he…

knelt down.

Among the corpses of his subordinates all over the floor, he knelt down in front of Mo Cheng, under [Fear].

"Say it."

Mo Cheng stood quietly in front of the black-clothed killer leader, he didn't need to do anything, just stood there, and the dark area was infected with [Fear] like a living thing.

The darkness used to be the shelter of these killers and stalkers, but when Mo Cheng stood there, the darkness became the best way to spread [fear].

Those stalkers and killers who seek refuge in the dark will find that the dark is no longer a shelter, but a beast of fear that opens its teeth to them.

"name of association."

"night."

"Who sent you to assassinate the plan yourself?"

"I don't know, the killer only needs to be responsible for the assassination."

The spirit of the leader of the black-clothed killer was completely destroyed by fear. He always answered Mo Cheng's questions, but every time he answered a question, his body suddenly caved in and collapsed, as if something had bitten off the flesh under the skin.

That is a trick used by the organization to control its subordinates. Mo Cheng is very clear about this. Once someone is caught, in order not to leak the organization's information, they will often impose some [secrecy measures] on the leader of the team.

Including but not limited to the poison hidden on the back molars, the [Oath] that triggers the keyword, and even the high-end [Shackles] that will explode as soon as the thought of [Leaking Secrets] appears.

Every measure can maximize the execution of the task of [Secret] to the best.

When Mo Cheng wanted to continue asking, a red light flashed suddenly on the leader of the black-clothed killer, and Mo Cheng immediately took Helena back and retreated violently, avoiding the impact that became a human bomb.

"boom!

! "

There was a loud noise, and then a bird of smoke rose up, leaving only a large pit that was not shallow, to illustrate how powerful the explosion was just now.

There is no dead body, the best way to keep it secret.

An unsurprising means of secrecy.

"I knew that this type of professional killer's methods of secrecy are very strong."

Sighing, although Mo Cheng didn't ask any relevant information from the executor, this kind of confidentiality measures that didn't even leave any scum left Mo Cheng with a headache.

"Is it safe?"

Holding a few charged magic scrolls in her hands, Helena looked around anxiously, as if dozens of black-clothed killers would emerge from that dark place.

"not yet."

Mo Cheng explained with a calm face: "Every assassination has a heavy insurance. These people are considered to be assassinated for the second time, so they must also be equipped with a heavy insurance."

As he said that, Mo Cheng turned around and looked silently, "So, you are the insurance for this assassination?"

Appearing behind him was a burly man with muscles as tough as granite, a type who didn't look like a killer assassin at all.

At the same time, Mo Cheng couldn't help squinting his eyes, he could feel the strength of this killer.

The seventh step of strength is troublesome.

"You just want to hug her and hit me with one hand?"

The flat voice made Mo Cheng feel a sense of threat.

Indeed, as the other party said, facing a seventh-tiered person, not to mention only one hand, there is a possibility of overturning.

"Oh, there's no way."

Mo Cheng sighed, and then his empty right hand flashed a purple light, and he wiped it on his head, and the hair was fixed as if it had been sprayed with hairspray.

"If you don't fight with one hand, you don't even have a chance to survive."

"After all, if you want to step on an ant without stepping on it to death, it is very difficult to control the strength."

"so…"

Mo Cheng faced the other party with a smirk, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com "Would you like to try it, challenge humans with the power of ants?"

What Mo Cheng answered was a sharp short knife that cut off the head.

The short knife broke through the air and slashed over without a sound. The instant burst speed of the killer in front of him was even faster than that of the average seventh step powerhouse.

but…

"Clang!"

With the sound of steel colliding, before the dagger cut off Mo Cheng's neck, the blade of the abyss appeared first. The thick blade not only withstood the blow, but also knocked back the enemy.

And at this moment, Mo Cheng swung the blade of the abyss, slashing from top to bottom.

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