The people who hired me are dead

Reid knelt down on the ground and reached for the phone that had slipped, and there was a missed call on it.Just as Rhett was about to call back, another call came in.

Reid picked up the phone suspiciously, and an elegant female voice came from inside. "Hello, Dr. Spencer Reed."

"Who are you and what's the matter?" Rhett asked.

"How should I introduce myself, let me think about what you call me... Oh, yes." The woman's voice suddenly became extraordinarily sexy and charming, and she said slowly: "Arrogance, I am Arrogance. Rui Dr. De, I have seen all the efforts you have made for the world."

Now that Garcia has lost contact, these people in the room can't provide Rhett with technical assistance.Rhett walked out quickly, wanting to meet Gordon.There are not many opportunities to talk directly to the agents of the god of death. If they are used well, they can take down the arrogance that has been hiding in the dark in one fell swoop.

"Don't bother, little doctor." The female voice said softly: "If you take another step, poor Yun Xinzhuo will lose his lover."

Rhett's footsteps paused, and he raised his foot and took a tentative step forward.The numbers on the elevator display screen not far away began to flash rapidly. Reid watched the numbers stop at the 9th floor, and then fell straight down.After a loud bang, everything was quiet.

The patients on this floor came out of the ward to check one after another, and the noisy discussions filled Reid's ears.A strong sense of anger and powerlessness gushed out from the bottom of Rhett's heart. Rhett took a deep breath, stood straight on the spot, and said to the phone: "What do you want to do."

"Come on, I didn't hurt anyone." The woman said: "But if you don't obey me again, I can't guarantee that no one will be hurt in the future."

"You're threatening me." Rhett listened to the woman's voice, making sure she wasn't using a voice changer or any other disguise.Her pronunciation is elegant, without a trace of regional accent, and she chooses the most rigorous words.Every pronunciation of hers was so clear and standard, it gave the illusion that she was reading a manuscript, but Rhett knew that was her habit.

Her voice is very distinctive, Rhett can firmly remember her voice and way of speaking.Although Rhett is not sure, will they have the opportunity to face arrogance in the future.

"I just came here to chat with you, Dr. Reid." The woman paused and continued: "I will give you a small gift after a while, trust me, you will definitely like the gift I prepared."

Rhett didn't answer, and the woman said to herself, "I'm looking forward to meeting you, Dr. Rhett."

Her voice became extremely low, as if whispering.

"Remember me, find me, and stop me."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Reid pursed his lips solemnly holding the hung up phone.

Arrogance will do this, it can only be said that she has nothing to fear.The probability of relying on Gordon and Rhett alone to protect William is unlikely, and William may not survive tonight.

Rhett calmed down the fluctuation in his heart, turned around and saw Gordon walking towards him.

"Who were you talking to just now?" Gordon asked.

"Arrogance," Rhett replied.

Gordon didn't show much surprise. He glanced at Ruide's cell phone and said, "Yun Xinzhuo came to you just now, and he was threatened just like you."

Before Gordon finished speaking, Reid said with a straight face: "Is he injured?"

Gordon hooked the corner of his mouth, and Rhett asked nervously: "What's wrong with him, arrogance threatens him?"

"No, he wasn't injured, it's just that he asked the same question as you." Gordon looked at Rhett and said, "He's very worried about you, Rhett. You should call him back soon."

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After Yun Xinzhuo made sure that Reid was not injured, he put down the phone.

The not-so-big room was packed with people, and the uninvited woman led her subordinates to confront Yun Xinzhuo with guns in hand.But for Yun Xinzhuo who was holding a sword, it would take him a few seconds at most to kill these people. What really made him afraid was the phone call that he didn't get through just now.

"I can

Make Rhett unable to get through your phone, and I can make Rhett leave forever. " said the woman.

"Who are you?" Yun Xinzhuo asked in a deep voice, "What do you want from me?"

"I want to know more about Collector Donahue," the woman said.

Yun Xinzhuo turned his head and said without hesitation: "He is, you can ask him directly."

The woman smiled and said, "He can last until he's a guard at most."

The woman looked at Yun Xinzhuo, stretched out her hand and said, "Give me the sword in your hand, and then tell me how to use it. You only have five seconds to think about it."

Yun Xinzhuo has been suppressed for too long, and now his sword is clamoring for battle and blood. Yun Xinzhuo, who grew up in the martial arts, also longs for a hearty fight.

His arm holding the sword couldn't help shaking, and a hoarse and low voice came from his throat: "If, I don't."

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"Then you wait to go back and collect your Rhett's body." The woman raised her hand and said, "5, 4,..."

Following a gust of wind and a somewhat excited sword cry, the woman's voice stopped abruptly.She stared blankly at Yun Xinzhuo, her voice disappeared instantly, and the whole room was eerily quiet.

Yun Xinzhuo, who was standing in front of the woman just now, did not know when he appeared in front of the door. He faced the door panel and his back to those people, and slowly wiped the blood on the sword with the corner of his clothes.

The woman fell down with a bang, her head rolled out of her neck, wading through the blood of her subordinates all the way to the silent footsteps of the African-American man.

The African-American man stared stiffly at the corpses all over the room, and the finger holding the trigger trembled uncontrollably.

"What have you done..." The man said in horror, "Why, why did they..."

Yun Xinzhuo turned around and wiped off the blood on his face.He looked at his results with satisfaction, raised the corners of his mouth and said braggingly: "They are standing so densely and wearing such thin clothes, how can I let them have a chance to shoot."

The man's eyes were very strange, he took a deep breath and said, "Are you really human?"

Yun Xinzhuo smiled and said happily, "Of course."

There was a commotion outside, and Yun Xinzhuo glanced back. After realizing that there was an ambush outside, he swung his sword and laughed heartily, and said vigorously: "Let you all exercise your muscles and bones with me."

There was a strong smell of wine on his body, and along with his laughter, bullets shot in through the door.However, Yun Xinzhuo dodged nimbly as if he had predicted in advance, smashed the wooden door with a wave of sword energy with his long arm, and rushed straight to the nearest person.Directly tore up his decent suit, leaving a shallow mark on the body armor.

"Come!" Yun Xinzhuo looked at the people surrounding him with bright eyes, licked his lower lip and held the sword that was also excited, and shouted: "Death, or defeat me!"

Charles sat on the small bench outside shaking his legs. He thought that after the group of people entered, there would be gunshots inside, but up to now, the inside has been extremely quiet.

This made Charles a little lucky, maybe he was wrong.Nothing dangerous happened here, the club was still the one he was familiar with, and everything was his overthinking.

But the two security guards with unfriendly faces at the door couldn't help but make Charles's mind flash one conspiracy theory after another.Maybe they installed a silencer on the gun, so there was no gunfire. Charles gradually imagined that Yun Xinzhuo was pierced by bullets and covered in blood.

This won't work, Charles thought.He should do something, at least call the police.

Just when Charles mustered up his courage and stood up against the fierce gazes of the two security guards.An arm suddenly protruded from a section of the wooden baffle and came into view.Immediately afterwards, under the watchful eyes of three people, a person struggled to crawl out.

"The monster...he is...a monster." The man with bloody shoulders on one side said with difficulty: "The information...the information is wrong, hurry up and pass the news..."

He seems to want to say something, but his life has come to an end.His arms were hanging limply, and his eyes were staring straight out of focus.

The two security guards looked at each other and turned on the earphones, one of them immediately turned around and drove away.The remaining black security guards picked up the dazed Charles, put a gun on his head, gritted their teeth and walked in with red eyes.

The black security guard threatened Charles not to struggle, and he walked carefully through the fender and into the dimly lit club.

There was a strong smell of blood in the club, and there were corpses all over the place.The black security guard looked down at the corpses closest to him, swallowed his saliva and said to the earpiece, "All of them are fatal in one blow. The killing method is very professional. If the information is wrong, he may be a killer."

Charles was already frightened by a headless corpse not far away, and the black security guard continued to walk inside, "The traces of the exchange of fire are very strange. They seem to be unable to aim at the target at all, and the target moves quickly."

Cold sweat rolled down the forehead of the black security guard, even though he knew that if he entered, there would be no possibility of going out, but the smell of blood in the air still made him uncontrollably panic.

"I haven't seen the target yet." The black security guard tightened his grip on Charles again, seeing him as his last shield.

When he walked into a cubicle, he finally met Yun Xinzhuo.

Yun Xinzhuo was sitting on the sofa full of bullet holes, staring straight at the sword in his hand.An African-American man was standing next to him with a gun. When he saw the black security guard, he immediately warned: "Don't move! Put down the hostage in your hand.!"

"Hey! Boss, help me!" Charles kicked his legs and struggled hard, and his immature voice dragged Yun Xinzhuo from memory to reality.

He raised his head and glanced at Charles blankly, then turned his gaze to the black security guard.

Under the vigilant gaze of the black security guards, Yun Xinzhuo said: "Do you know how to use a sword? You can do any kind of swordsmanship, including kendo."

The black security guard had no interest in Chinese martial arts, and he couldn't tell the difference between Chinese swords and Japanese swords.He reacted and shook his head at Yun Xinzhuo.

Yun Xinzhuo sighed in disappointment. He stroked the sword in his hand with gentle movements and focused expression, as if he was holding some peerless treasure.

"It's really boring." He stood up slowly, and a sword qi shot out, followed by a man holding a sword.

Charles felt a gust of wind slide over his cheeks, and then the security guard loosened his restraint, and he fell straight down.

A sigh came into Charles's ears, he raised his hand to wipe a drop of blood from his forehead, turned and looked up at Yun Xinzhuo who was standing beside him.

Yun Xinzhuo was still depressed and wiped his sword back and forth, and the African-American man dared not speak.

The room was quiet again, and after a long while, Charles murmured softly: "Oh my god... can a candy store owner do this..."