Dad kidnapped me to join the army, and the whole army asked me to be their instructor.

In the early morning, the sun shines on the earth.

A gust of salty sea breeze blew, and Lin Hui stretched himself and got out of the car.

Following the taste, I found a small restaurant and ordered a bowl of ramen, which many people in China say is very delicious.

After taking a few bites, he shook his head. Except that the soup was made from stock, the taste was incomparable to the specialty noodles in many domestic cities.

"I can only say that it's quite satisfactory. How can it be so delicious? I really don't know why those people like it so much."

Lin Hui ate a few random bites to fill his stomach, then went to relieve himself before returning to the car.

It has to be said that the working hours of the Japanese are similar to those in China, and the speed is also very fast.

Not long after Lin Hui sat down, the road was full of people in a hurry, and many people were even trotting along.

He stared coldly at the "office" opposite, looking at his watch from time to time.

There is a sharp contrast between this "company" and the people on the road.

Ordinary people are very busy in their daily lives, but it was almost nine o'clock in this company and the door was still closed.

It wasn't until almost eleven o'clock that a car parked in the parking space. Three men and one woman got out and opened the door while talking and laughing.

Lin Hui shook his head, acting skills, acting skills...

Just because you are still the number one killer organization in Asia, everyone can see that there is something wrong with your company!

He picked up the Happy Fat House water next to him and took a long sip.

The cool feeling rushed down the throat and into the body, making the whole person feel much better instantly.

Then he wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the opposite side with a smile.

Snapped!

All the lights in the small building were turned on, and the female killer who just came in pretending to be the front desk also turned on the air conditioner.

In an instant, the main unit of the air conditioner roared to life, pumping out the hallucinogenic drugs that had settled overnight and turned into condensed water.

It was sent along the pipe towards the entire small building.

Across the street, Lin Hui looked at him with his legs crossed and a smile on his face.

After a while, one car after another stopped at the door of the small building, and killers dressed like humans and dogs walked into the building one after another, as if they were selling real estate.

Lin Hui glanced inside and shook his head again.

The Thieves Company I heard about when I was a kid seems quite similar to the Black Dragon Society company in front of me.

A bunch of killers, they set up a fucking company, all of them are the fucking leaders, and no one working below has an easy time.

Lin Hui looked at the kitchen again. The window there was open, and he could clearly see three figures busy inside.

He chuckled and said, "Just cook, otherwise you will just go crazy and not squirt later, which will be boring."

Then he picked up the potato chips next to him and waited patiently.

During training, they can lie down in the wild and remain motionless for up to three days and nights, just waiting for the target to make any mistakes.

This current state is really too relaxing for Lin Hui.

.........

boom!

In the Black Dragon Association president's office, President Miura Kita angrily looked at the men in suits and ties standing in a row in front of him.

He roared angrily: "Where did Murakami Takashi and Okawa Ichiryu go? And the boat, where did it go? That's the Mitsui Chamber of Commerce's boat, we borrowed it from someone else."

"Forget it if Takashi Murakita and Ichiryu Okawa are dead, we have to get the boat back!"

A group of subordinates looked at each other, but no one spoke. They all bowed their heads honestly.

After Lin Hui killed all the killers on the ship, he also removed the tracker on the ship, just to prevent others from easily finding the ship.

Naturally, the Black Dragon Society group can't be found. Not only can they not find the ship, they don't even know the life and death of Murakami Takashi and Okawa Ichiryu, or whether they have betrayed the organization.

Miura Hokukyu didn't sleep well at night.

"Speak, who can do anything?" Miura Kita slammed the table hard: "Everyone on the island is dead, and our employer can't be contacted now."

"Do you think it was Murakami Takashi and Okawa Ichiryu who betrayed the organization?"

A killer quickly said: "President, Murakami-kun and Okawa-kun have been following you for many years, and they are loyal to you. I believe anyone in our guild may betray you, but it will never be them."

The other killers all nodded silently. Murakata Takashi and Okawa Ichiryu were Miura Kita's right-hand men. Not only did they train many killers for the organization, but the people present were also favored by them.

No one wants to say there is something wrong with them without substantial evidence.

Miura Kita glared at them fiercely. Although he didn't believe there was anything wrong with these two people, the situation now exceeded his expectation.

They sent out so many elite killers and even borrowed a ship from the Mitsui Group, but now they are all gone.

The hostages are gone, the employer is gone, everything is gone.

The Black Dragon Society has invested both people and money this time, and now it has lost both people and money.

As the president, he was naturally very anxious.

Bang bang bang!

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Miura North snorted coldly.

A female killer opened the door and said carefully: "Mr. President, lunch is already ready. Look..."

Miura Kita waved her hand, and the female killer quickly retreated.

He stood up and looked at the group of men coldly: "I don't care what methods you use. After lunch, you will use them all for me."

"Mulashta and Okawa, they want to see their lives, and they want to see their bodies after death. And that ship must be found for me!"

"Ha!" All the Japanese nodded vigorously.

"Also." Miura Kita said coldly: "Find me the employer as well. If that doesn't work, contact our people in Chou Country and ask the Intelligence Bureau for the account."

He said angrily: "We did what we did, we tied up the people, but they just shrank and disappeared without a trace."

"If you want to solve the problem so easily, there is no way..."

"Ha Yi!" All the Japs roared again.

Miura Kita walked out angrily: "Eat."

After a while, several devils in the kitchen divided the prepared food and placed it in front of each killer.

"Wow, today is so rich. There is sushi, wagyu, and my favorite salmon. Thank you, President."

"Today's Arctic clams and crab meat are so fresh, and the Wagyu beef is also delicious. President, thank you very much."

"Hmm...Today's udon tastes so good. I haven't tasted it like this for a long time."

"The president is the best..."

While everyone was eating, they were flattering Miura Kita.

Miura Kita sat at the end of the long table and glanced at everyone with a cold face: "No need to thank me, I have just given orders to all the supervisors."

"After eating later, I ask everyone to help the supervisors find Murashita, Okawa, and the Mitsui Group's ship."

"Also, contact the employer." He said coldly: "One more thing, that is to find the two hostages. I want to know what happened!"

"Ha Yi!" All the Japs nodded vigorously, and then started eating quickly.

Miura Kita took a deep breath and picked up the chopsticks and spoon.

No matter how angry you are, you have to eat before you feel angry again, and you can't starve your body to death.

Half an hour later, all the Japanese soldiers returned to their posts.

But as soon as they sat down, everyone suddenly felt a little hot all over, and some people even had a lot of sweat on their heads.

"What's going on? I feel very hot. Is the air conditioner on?"

"It's open, it's been open for a long time."

"Isn't it working? I feel so hot too..."

A killer had taken off his clothes, but there was no sweat on his body, but his skin was unusually red.

Another killer said: "I also feel so hot, and I feel that my whole body is full of energy."

"Hey, look, I'm about to fly. Why do I feel like I'm about to fly..."

In an instant, all the Japanese soldiers behaved abnormally.

The hallucinogenic drugs blown out of the air conditioner finally controlled everyone's nerves and slowly began to take effect.

What they don't know is that this is just the beginning.

Next, there is an even greater disaster waiting for them!