"okay."

Long Tian frowned slightly and signed his name.

Watching Lin Jinsong's leaving figure.

He sighed, "What a...waste."

After using a drop of demon blood, it has only reached the early stage of foundation building.

This is simply...

Xuanyi has now reached the late stage of foundation building!

But, at this moment.

door.

Lin Jinsong's steps paused inaudibly.

Immediately, he slowly walked outside.

…

Kyoto, in a suburban villa.

On the bed.

Chen Zongheng's eyes slowly opened.

And, the next moment.

A figure, as if floating, appeared outside the window.

His slightly pale face looked into the room.

This is early morning.

If it were anyone else, he would probably faint from shock!

"what's up?"

Chen Zongheng's tone was extremely calm.

He could tell that the other party... didn't seem to be hostile.

But, at this moment.

That figure pushed open the window and climbed in.

"Lin Jinsong?"

See the appearance of the person coming.

At this moment, Chen Zongheng raised his brows slightly and finally felt a little surprised.

"good."

Lin Jinsong spoke calmly and spoke calmly.

He stood there with a smile on his slightly pale face.

If Long Tian were here.

Absolutely, you can see the infinite sense of dissonance...!!

How could this guy still laugh after being brainwashed?

"After I died last time, I was saved by the organization with demon blood..."

Lin Jinsong's eyes were calm and he continued slowly, "I was then sent to be brainwashed, but I tried my best to survive."

His words were extremely calm.

But it has a thrilling atmosphere.

Drug brainwashing will cause great pain and destroy brain tissue...forcibly.

This is simply...

Do you just rely on your will to survive?

"continue."

Chen Zongheng pondered for a moment and said.

Demon blood?

Is the Dragon Group also studying this?

He did not remember that his blood had been drawn.

perhaps…

His eyes moved.

What if it's not yourself?

Under night.

Lin Jinsong's eyes were dim, "I don't have much time, and I will be monitored by the organization at any time... I'll make a long story short."

"I can tell you the specific address of the Dragon Group."

"But, you have to kill someone."

After hearing this, Chen Zongheng's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly.

"who."

"Asura!"

Lin Jinsong's eyes were fierce, "He is the most hateful person in the Dragon Group..."

The words have not yet fallen.

Chen Zongheng raised his hand and interrupted his words.

"No need to say more."

He has no interest in Lin Jinsong's past.

Kill one person and change the address of the Dragon Team's base.

This business is not a loss.

Lin Jinsong looked pale and stared at Chen Zongheng. It took a long time before he showed a smile.

"very good."

…

The next day, early morning.

The outskirts of Kyoto.

In a bar.

Lin Jinsong had no expression on his face, carrying a head and slowly stepped into the door.

"No. x37, ghost."

But, at this moment.

The guests coming and going all looked at this scene with calm faces, still drinking.

As if, turning a blind eye.

"Ghosting, you're an hour late."

The bartender's technique was light and he shook the pale golden liquid in the glass.

The corners of his mouth curved in a strange way.

"I need an explanation."

Hear the words.

The ghost's face remained expressionless.

"On the way, I met the God of Death."

Whoosh!

His clothes slipped off, and a bone-deep wound suddenly emerged!

That is a sword mark!

The bartender's expression suddenly changed!

The guests present were also in an uproar, surprised and confused!

And, soon.

Outside.
To be continued...