Before I knew it, it was already five o'clock in the evening.

Throughout the whole day, Chen Zongheng just sat quietly in the ward.

Accompany Qiu Yiren.

Qiu Yiren was lying on the hospital bed, scrolling through her mobile phone, WeChat Moments and Weibo.

Chen Zongheng, on the other hand, sat quietly on a chair nearby, flipping through the novel "How the Bad Guy Was Made".

Outside the ward window, the setting sun dyed the sky red.

Chen Zongheng slowly raised his wrist and glanced at the time on his Omega watch.

Evening, four forty-four.

It's time for the beheading operation to begin.

He put down his novels and books and stood up slowly.

"Go out and have a cigarette, and you stay in bed."

Qiu Yiren said something to Qiu Yiren who was on the hospital bed.

Chen Zongheng turned around and walked out of the ward.

He slowly lit a cigarette.

The eyes are calm and deep.

However, at this time, he has been replaced by endless cold blood.

When you are in your position, you can't help yourself.

His blood is cold.

‘Zheng.’

Raise your right hand slightly.

A silver dagger slowly emerged from the cuff of his suit.

He held a cigarette in his mouth and walked towards the front of the hospital corridor step by step.

"Mr. Chen, it's almost dinner time. It's almost time for you to prepare food for Miss Qiu." Across the corridor, a female nurse in a white coat came towards me.

Her face is very cute and young.

Apparently, he had just graduated from college and had not long been an intern as a nurse.

At this time, she smiled and greeted Mr. Chen.

She is a nurse in the complicated Qiu Yiren ward. Yesterday, she also participated in Qiu Yiren's blood transfusion surgery.

Chen Zongheng's eyes were calm and he nodded slowly.

Then, I passed by the nurse.

But, at this moment.

A handle of silver light, Devil Weeping, had already...instantly pierced into her left chest.

"Poof!" the ghost cried, stabbing into her chest and piercing her heart!

The female nurse's eyes widened, she lowered her head and looked at the dagger stuck in her chest.

Her pupils trembled slightly, her body softened, and she fell directly towards the ground.

However, Chen Zongheng helped her out.

One hand hugged the waist of her corpse, and the other hand pulled out the dagger.

The speed of the Devil May Cry dagger is too fast. It is extremely sharp.

As a result, the weapon penetrated the wound, and before the wound could bleed, it had already pierced the opponent's heart.

A young girl was attacked and killed just like that... in the blink of an eye.

Chen Zongheng's face looked very cold.

At this time, he was like a murderous demon.

His blood is cold.

【987】The project, the beheading operation, has begun.

Anyone who participated in yesterday's blood transfusion operation will be... beheaded one by one.

One, don’t leave any.

This is not his wish.

But, the secret about him,

And behind the scenes, the 987 project that the third department tried its best to hide.

Unprecedentedly severe.

To comply with the regulations, all relevant persons must be beheaded at all costs.

Regardless, they are innocent or not.

In the face of absolute rights.

No, there is no humanity at all.

This is the mission of an agent.

Chen Zongheng hugged the female nurse, and the whole process did not arouse anyone's suspicion.

Because there was no blood, no screaming.

That female nurse would not believe that she would die even at the last second before she died.

Chen Zongheng hugged her directly and dragged her body into a utility room dozens of meters away.

He threw the female nurse's body directly on the ground.

At this time, bright red blood slowly overflowed from the female nurse's chest.

At the last second before she died, she would not have thought that... she would be killed by Mr. Chen.

Chen Zongheng's eyes were cold and indifferent, and he retracted the dagger.

Turn around and walk out of the utility room, closing the door.

Continue walking towards the corridor ahead.

He came directly to a medical office.

At this time, a female chief medical doctor was sitting at her desk, processing the patient's diagnosis and treatment documents.

This female doctor was also one of the people who performed the blood transfusion surgery yesterday.

"Mr. Chen, what's the matter?" When the female doctor saw Chen Zongheng suddenly walking into the office, she couldn't help but be startled and asked in confusion.

"I have something I want to ask of you." Chen Zongheng said slowly with a calm and cold voice.

"What's the matter? Just give me your orders." the female doctor asked enthusiastically.

Chen Zongheng's eyes were calm, and he walked forward slowly step by step, "Please, don't blame me on the road to hell."

As he spoke, he raised his right hand and stabbed the female doctor's neck with a silver dagger!

"puff…!"

The dagger pierced the female doctor's neck fiercely, and came out directly from the trachea!

There was no blood splatter, no screams.

The female doctor's eyes widened and she looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief...

She didn't even have time to scream.

Just like that, the trachea was directly punctured.

"Why...why..." Her pupils were widened, her voice was trembling, hoarse, frightened, and unbelievable...

Chen Zongheng slowly pulled the dagger out of her neck.

A trace of blood spattered along the wound.

However, Chen Zongheng quickly bandaged the wound with medical gauze.

"Everyone has his or her own destiny. It's just your fault for being exposed to secrets that you shouldn't be exposed to."

Chen Zongheng held the cigarette in his mouth and took a deep breath.

That's an explanation.

The female doctor was lying on the chair, her pupils were constricted, her eyes were weak and dull.

is dying slowly.

And, at this moment!
To be continued...