How could he rest assured that Yan Mixin would stay in the secret service organization alone? Jun Zhiyuan would never let Yan Mixin go on such a mission again.

No one can change what Jun Zhiyuan decided. At this moment, Mi Xin's fate began to be rewritten because of Jun Zhiyuan, but it was not that easy.

Yan Mixin is now so powerful that Jun Zhiyuan cannot be manipulated casually.

In a corner of Jalalabad, Afghanistan, Yan Mixin pressed her body against the wall and stretched out her head to take a look. This was also the purpose of pulling her hair high today so as not to block her sight.

Not far away, two Afghan men were standing guard on the platform, rifles slumped on their shoulders. They were not affected by the scorching sun at all. They were always paying attention to the movements around them.

Yan Mixin took a deep breath, stretched out her slender hand, and made a clicking gesture. The dark-blond man understood immediately and nodded knowingly, with bloodlust in his eyes.

of light,

"Let's do it together." A cruel smile appeared on Yan Mixin's lips, holding the cold bayonet tightly in her hand.

"Up", Yan Mixin said this word with her red lips slightly parted, and rolled directly from the ground. In order to leave a good shooting position to the dark-haired man, Yan Mixin had to choose to assassinate at a low altitude.

Such an assassination is extremely difficult, at least for a woman.

However, this is nothing to Yan Mixin. She is not an ordinary woman at all. She is even stronger than most men.

"Puch",

Two crisp sounds opened the extraordinary curtain of this land. It was the muffled sound of metal piercing the flesh. Two bright red flowers bloomed, so delicate and beautiful, as if they were like the begonia flowers blooming in spring.

It's so red that people can't open their eyes.

The two Afghan men lowered their heads in disbelief and turned to look at Yan Mixin and the dark-blond man next to them. They wanted to speak, but it was too late. Their lives had come to an end, and they fell softly.

Seeing this, Yan Mixin's lips raised a smile that looked arrogant. Her arrogant look was even more dazzling than the blood-stained begonia flowers, but it was so hard that people couldn't take their eyes away.
Chapter completed!