The Peerless God of War of the Female President

The man in the windbreaker took off his mask and showed a deep smile, "What? Is the all-powerful Throne sometimes shocked?"

Yang Chen's mind turned, thinking about the authenticity of the identity of the man in the windbreaker.

"What are you talking about, the throne, I don't understand."

The man in the windbreaker smiled and said, "I want to make a statement first, that is, I am not deceiving you, but I am very sure that you are the patron saint of the country admired by thousands of people, Ying Shuai Yang Yuzuo."

An imperceptible murderous intent flashed in Yang Chen's eyes, and he said lightly: "So, have you seen Yingshuai's true face?"

"No, but I dealt with him five years ago. At that time, he went alone to assassinate a terrorist leader hiding in ZD. In his hiding place, there were more than 200 fully armed men. Yang The Throne was not prepared enough in advance, so he fell into a hard fight."

Speaking of this, the man in the windbreaker glanced at Yang Chen, and continued: "In that training camp, besides more than 200 armed personnel, there is also a top special operations team of the M Army, and the leader of that team is exactly what I want The target of the hunt."

Yang Chen frowned, his eyes fixed on the windbreaker man in front of him.

"So, what's the result?"

"The result is that after our Yang Yuzuo was injured in many places, he finally broke out with the strongest combat power and slaughtered more than 200 terrorists by himself. The entire training camp was bleeding like a river, and the M army special warfare team also forced to retreat."

"And later?"

"Later, the red-eyed Throne chased and killed the retreating special operations team in the desert alone for six full days. In the end, the special operations team ran out of ammunition and food, and was forced to fight back, preparing to fight Yang Throne to the death."

"However, our lord, the throne, played a cat-and-mouse game at this time, killing the world's top special operations force one by one, and the last two remaining knew that there was no hope of escape, so they designed I set a trap, set a high-explosive time bomb on my body, and prepared to die with the throne.”

"Your Majesty the Throne kept secrets and entered the killing range of the high-explosive bomb. At the last moment, one of the special forces shot and killed his leader. And that special soldier was mere subordinate."

The man in the windbreaker looked at Yang Chen with a smile, "Although the Lord Throne covered his face with a black scarf throughout the whole process of chasing and killing, I saw those devil-like eyes, those merciless killing eyes, I have never seen it in my life, and I will not admit my mistake in this life."

"I finally revealed my identity, but you didn't believe me at the time, and you were going to kill me to prevent my whereabouts from being leaked, but you chased and killed me for several days at the time, and you didn't enter the water for six days, which greatly reduced the combat power, so I tried my best I tried my best to escape back from before the gate of hell."

"But even so, you still left a memorial on me."

As he said that, the man in the windbreaker tore off the collar of the windbreaker, revealing a hideous scar on his neck.

"If your knife hadn't been off by one centimeter, it would have severed my artery, and I wouldn't be standing in front of you today."

Yang Chen took a deep look at the man in the windbreaker, "Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you if you tell me this?"

"Hehe, if I was afraid, I wouldn't say it."

The man in the windbreaker straightened his collar, and said lightly: "The rising Council of Presbyterians is not just a threat from you alone, they have also reached into the alliance, so I broke into the Council of Presbyterians and waited for the opportunity. "

"Assassin Alliance?"

The man in the windbreaker smiled wryly, "I prefer you to call us the League of Assassins. The word killer is too derogatory."

"I'm not friends with you. A member of your organization attacked people around me a few days ago, and his employer seems to be the Presbyterian Church, so I still have no reason to let you go."

"You mean Arhat, right?"

The man in the windbreaker smiled and said: "We are infiltrating the Presbyterian Council, and the Presbyterian Council's influence has also infiltrated into the alliance. Luohan, as a top-ranked killer in the alliance's 'Heavenly Ranking', was bought by the Presbyterian Council. Surprising."

"You mean, Arhat was bribed?"

"I didn't say anything. Whatever you think about it, it's your own business. It has nothing to do with me. Even if you want to kill him, it's fine."

Yang Chen looked at the smiling man in the windbreaker, and felt a little tangled in his heart.

From his words, Yang Chen can be sure that he is indeed the second-ranked 'Reaper' on the 'Assassin League' killer list.Mention his name, the underground forces of the whole world will also be moved by him.

Grim Reaper, whose life experience is a mystery, was at the pinnacle of his debut. Ten years ago, he sneaked into the CIA of Country M by himself. After killing 13 of its top agents, he escaped unscathed and left a hand-held Scythe grim reaper doodle.

"Reaper" got its name from this. Afterwards, the CIA of M country offered a reward of 1000 million US dollars to buy the head of Reaper, but no bounty hunter in the world dared to accept this job, so he had to give up in the end.

In the past ten years, all the people he killed were famous people, ranging from military and political officials of certain countries to wealthy businessmen and nobles. There were even rumors that to die in the hands of the god of death is definitely a symbol of status and status.

"What did you do to the Lowe family?"

Death shrugged, "I was ordered to kill them, but you were stopped, so the Luo family is still safe."

"You didn't intend to kill them in the first place, did you?"

The god of death grinned, "Although Luo Wei is the second leader of Huaqing, he is not qualified to die in my hands. If you don't come, it will be that old man who will send them on their way."

Yang Chen glanced at the dead old man, and said indifferently: "You were sure I would come over, so I killed him to silence him."

"Worthy of being the throne, you have a wonderful plan."

The God of Death clapped his hands twice, "According to the information I have, the Presbyterian Church doesn't know your true identity yet, so they don't want to initiate a confrontation with you. If Luo Wei dies before you come, he will die too. After you have been here, the Council of Elders will never kill them again, I can be sure of this."

"Leave aside the elders, does the League of Assassins know my identity?"

"The identity of the throne is a top secret, and it is also my life-saving talisman. How could I disclose such important information to others?"

Yang Chen nodded lightly, "You go, I won't kill you."

"It's definitely not okay to go like this. I am also the second in the heavenly list after all. If I go back like this, it will definitely arouse the suspicion of the elders."

"Then what do you want?"

"It's simple, give me a shot and let me hang some paint."

With that said, Death God pulled out the pistol from his waist, and threw it at Yang Chen without hesitation.

Yang Chen lifted his leg and kicked, and kicked the flying pistol back the same way, and said indifferently: "A show should be a trap. The elders should know that I don't like killing people with guns."

After finishing speaking, Yang Chen turned his wrist, and a saber appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Where does it hurt, tell me."

Grim Reaper looked at his upper body, then drew a circle on his chest with his finger, and finally clicked on the center of the circle, where the heart is.

"here."

Yang Chen was slightly taken aback, "Are you testing the accuracy of my throwing knife? If I go down with this knife, you won't be as lucky as five years ago."

The god of death smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I was a black cat in my previous life, with nine lives, I can't die."

"you sure?"

"Is the emperor worried about me? If so, then I will die without regret."

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As soon as the Death God's voice fell, his expression froze. He looked down at the saber stuck in his chest with only the handle left, staggered a few times, and gasped for breath.

"Yang Yuzuo, I will not return this knife for the time being. I will keep it as a souvenir."

Yang Chen frowned, then relaxed, and said lightly: "This should be another amulet for your life, right? You are a rare 'right-hearted person'."

Grim Reaper grinned and forced a smile: "I know your secret, so I have to tell you my secret, isn't it fair?"

"What's your name?"

"I am asked by the throne, my name is Mo Kai."

"Don't open?"

At this moment, a piercing siren sounded outside the small building. Yang Chen just turned his head and took a look outside. When he turned his head again, Mo Kai had disappeared, leaving only a small puddle on the floor. Dark red blood.