"Is something happening? It depends on your bad face?"

Qin Yang returned to the room, Nisha looked at Qin Yang and asked with concern.

Qin Yang waved his hand: "It's okay, it's still yesterday. The person in charge of the Eagle Party asked me to find out the situation and advised us not to go out, saying that someone might not want to see the exchange match, so he took action on us, for safety reasons, it's best to stay in the hotel."

Nisha smiled and comforted: "Safety is the first priority, it's good to stay in the hotel anyway, two people's world."

Because Duanmufeng repeatedly reminded Qin Yang not to reveal anything about Nirvana, Qin Yang was not good at saying anything to Nisha, so he could only reach out and hug Nisha: "Let's continue watching the movie."

"Well, I'm just waiting for you, let's continue."

Qin Yang and Nisha sat on the bed watching TV. Qin Yang's eyes were on the TV, but his mind flew to another place.

What is the origin of this Nirvana?

The reason why the country can be so popular is definitely not just because there are supreme powerhouses in this organization, but because the organization's harm is so great that the country attaches great importance to it and even fears it.

The destruction of the world?

Does history exist as long as a practitioner?

So can it be said that the Nirvana organization was founded by the earliest practitioners?

Has existed for thousands of years of world-destruction?

This is too strong. It's up to you.

Generation after generation want to destroy the world, and this belief can be passed down so firmly and will not collapse with the passage of time. So they may always have something to convince people, otherwise, who will follow them to make trouble like this?

I was really unlucky, and when I came out to compete, I was able to get involved with such an ancient organization.

After I go back, I have to go and ask the Dragon King carefully.

Duanmufeng once said that the Dragon King is a person with sufficient authority. He must be aware of this matter. He just doesn’t know if the Dragon King will tell him that after all, this thing has such high authority, isn’t it just to prevent leakage?

...

West City, New York, some vast estate.

A car drove into the manor and then drove into the huge parking lot. The car stopped. A middle-aged man walked out of the car and walked quickly into the villa ahead with a gloomy face.

In the spacious living room, a white-haired old man was sitting on a leather sofa, holding a stick in his hand, frowned slightly, with a slightly serious expression, with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was thinking. Behind the sofa, there was a thin old man with a slightly hunchback standing.

The middle-aged man approached the hall and saw the white-haired old man on the sofa. His expression suddenly became solemn, and a respectful look appeared on his face. He quickly walked to the front of the old man, stood still, and called respectfully: "Mr. Augustus."

The white-haired old man opened his eyes, his eyes fell on the middle-aged man, and he spoke slowly, his voice low and hoarse.

"Frank, you missed!"

The middle-aged man Frank showed a little fear on his face, his face turned slightly pale, and his hands that were hanging beside him rubbed uneasyly for a few times, his voice slightly anxious. He defended himself with a thrill of excitement: "That damn Chinese discovered our actions in advance. His reaction was too fast. Enoke and Jason died under his attack. I detonated dan, but he picked dan away..."

The white-haired old man Augustus's eyes became colder: "I have watched the surveillance video in the store, so you don't need to explain it to me again."

After the incident broke out, the police arrived at the scene and immediately took away the surveillance video from the store. Then the surveillance video was included in evidence with high authority, which was not accessible to ordinary people at all, but it was only half a day before the incident. Augustus said that he had watched the video and could imagine his energy.

Frank's breathing was a little quick and his face flushed. He seemed to want to tell him apart, but after a few breaths, he became depressed, his head lowered, and his eyes became a little more afraid.

"Yes, Mr. Augustus, I missed it. Please give me another chance, I will work hard to complete the task."

Augustus looked at Frank coldly: "Now the whole world is staring here. I don't know how many people are stationed in the hotel where the members of the China Exchange Group are located. As long as you appear, you will be caught. Do you think you still have a chance to succeed?"

Frank's face turned pale, and he knew very well about the punishment for the failure of the mission.

"Mr. Augustus, please give me another chance."

Augustus shook his head: "Your identity has been revealed at this moment. They already know that you are from Nirvana..."

Frank looked frightened: "Mr. Augustus, I will leave immediately. I will go to Africa and find a small country to stay. I swear I will never come back!"

Augustus stared at Frank coldly: "You know, only dead people can keep the secrets the best. I don't want to listen to you telling my name to the police!"

Frank's whole body shook slightly from fear. He shook: "I won't talk nonsense, Mr. Augustus, please believe me..."

Augustus didn't have the patience to listen to Frank's prayer, so he raised his hand and gently pointed his finger in front of him: "Kill him!"

The thin old man standing behind the sofa rushed towards Frank like a ghost. Frank was shocked and turned around and wanted to run. However, before he could take a step, the thin old man had already arrived at Frank's side, and his palm was like a knife, and his thin palm was inserted directly into Frank's heart.

Frank suddenly straightened his waist, opened his mouth wide, his eyes full of fear and reluctance, because the thin old man's hand had already grasped his heart.

"Let me go..."

Before Frank finished speaking, the old man grinned at him, his smile was so terrifying that at the same time, his hand was already pinching hard.

Frank fell down weakly. The old man pulled out his blood-stained hand and wiped Frank's body a few times.

Augustus frowned slightly as he watched the scene.

"Dispose his body and leave no clues."

Frank agreed and then said, "Sir, why do you want to send a fool like Frank to perform this mission? The group of young people from China are the younger generation elites. Frank is not better than them. If I really want to kill them, I will take action myself, and they will definitely not be able to escape..."

Augustus shook his head: "Frank, the idiot, his best ending is to die in the restaurant, but he ran back with fear of death..."

After pausing for a moment, Augustus turned his eyes and looked at Frank's body, his voice coldly: "I deliberately sent Frank and the others with criminal records to go out to die, just to remind some people not to forget our existence. Soon, it's time for us to take action."

PS:
Chapter completed!