The sound fell, and she walked forward with meteoric strides. Her high heels made a chilling sound when she stepped on the smooth floor. Her back was lonely and straight, as if she was a tree isolated on a snow-capped mountain.

At 9:45 a.m., a purple sports car parked at the entrance of the Presidential Palace, and someone was already waiting for her. She got out of the car, handed the keys to the guard, handed over her guns and communication equipment, and was taken into the Presidential Palace.

Office building.

After a while, gunshots and screams were heard from the gorgeous house not far away, and shattering sounds were heard together. Bullets, lightning, and death disturbed this peaceful and deserted midnight.

His eyes were lowered, his face was calm, and there was no warmth in his outline under the softness of the crystal lamp. After a long time, he said in a low voice, "I understand."

Before the other party could finish what she said, she stood up suddenly, grabbed the gun on the table and quickly got out of the temporary commander's car and rushed into the villa that was plunged into darkness and chaos.

At the critical moment, a black shadow suddenly rushed over, pushed her to the ground, and quickly fired at the boy with the gun in his hand. With a "bang", the bullet penetrated the boy's forehead, and he fell back.

, his eyes were wide open, as if he could not close his eyes.

There is such a kind of person in every country. No one knows their name or what they do. They are no different from ordinary people. Once they receive orders from their superiors, they must strictly carry out their tasks. As long as

There is still one breath left, and they all have to complete their tasks.

When a person has no sustenance in her feelings and life, she can only rely on work to numb herself. Only relying on heavy fatigue can she dare to fall asleep, hoping not to repeat the nightmare every night.
Chapter completed!