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The man frowned slightly and put down the tablet in his hand, "Okay. I have my own sense of discretion."

The woman also stopped talking and stopped trying to persuade the man.

It's of no use anyway, right? Just like when he made that decision.

Slowly, the woman's figure disappeared into the room, leaving only the man alone in the study.

The man was silent for a long time, then took out the portrait from the cabinet and hung it on the wall.

The portrait shows a couple. The man is wearing a suit with a rose on his chest; the woman is wearing a dark blue dress with countless diamonds on her waist.

"Nearly a hundred years have passed again..." the man sighed, his sharp eyes staring straight into the eyes of the man in the portrait.

What makes people feel a little cold sweat behind their backs is that the faces of the man in the portrait and the man standing in front of the portrait are exactly the same.

However, in the lower left corner of the canvas, the four numbers 1870 are so real.

Is there really anyone in the world who can live more than a hundred years?

have. Jian Chuanxie said while lying on the bed. And that man has lived for over a hundred years, nearly two centuries. He had witnessed world wars and personally experienced the torrent of machinery and steel.

He lived too long, ten years, or this organization was just part of his layout.

The next day, morning. The sun is three poles high, and the warm wind is gentle.

"It's time to prepare to solve the mission target."

Before six o'clock, Jian Chuanxie got up from the bed, changed into clean clothes, put on a sports coat, and walked out of the door carrying a rectangular box.

He had to check the spot first to ensure a one-hit kill.

"Master, do you need company?"

"No, just ask the driver to take me directly to the location near the mission. Don't be too conspicuous." Tita has already made arrangements. He will enter the venue by himself and contact the mission target.

This mission is probably a meeting gift from his father. After all, it is not like the ones he has done before - such as directly shooting down the plane of the American Foreign Minister flying abroad from the sky.

It was just an assassination of an ordinary political figure in the city.

Ordinary politicians; then I am a blessing gained through eight lifetimes of cultivation.

"Master is going?"

The driver in charge of driving today is different from the driver when he came to the United States yesterday. She is a woman in her early thirties.

You can tell without guessing that this woman is definitely from the organization, but I don’t know which department she belongs to.

"I will be responsible for dealing with some of the traces left by the young master at the scene." The woman's words were like a woman's dress, clean, neat and not sloppy.

Jian Chuanxie nodded but did not respond.

Even if there is no one to clean up the scene for him, he will clean up the scene before leaving.

Half an hour later, the low-key white car slowly parked on the side of the road.

Jian Chuanxie walked out of the car with the box in hand, looked around, then looked at the villa where the mission target was located, and shook his head.

It's too close, it's not the right place for him to finish.

Although it is true that the kill rate of shooting at close range is higher than that of shooting at long distance, it is impossible for him to give himself here for a kill rate.

So... Ma Chuanxie walked back two rows of buildings in a hurry and ordered an American latte from a cafe in one row of buildings. After drinking it slowly and leisurely, he carried the suitcase and walked towards the stairs of the cafe. Slowly climbed to the top floor.

There is only a hotel on the second and third floors of this house nearby. If you go up the stairs of this building, even if the FBI and CIA push back the bullet rails, they will not be able to determine who killed the person.

Moreover, in order to ensure feasibility, he specially arranged for someone to book a guest room here last night.