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Late at night, almost all the lights were turned off in a three-storey building on the outskirts of the city, except for one room on the top floor, which glowed faintly.

Inside the room, there was a small space filled with all kinds of machinery, equipment, bottles of various sizes.

A woman in a long white dress was sitting on the bed. Her long black hair that reached her waist almost covered her face.

Suddenly, the door opened and a man in black leather shoes and a white coat walked in.

He looked around, then adjusted his wire-rimmed glasses, walked over to the woman, and squatted down.

He asked the woman softly, "Do you still want to continue? You won't be able to take it. "

The woman's fingers gripped the bed sheets tightly as she raised her head. Her delicate face was pale, and she was frowning from the unbearable pain. However, he still maintained a smile on his face.

"I'm fine."

The man's face was full of worry when he saw her forced smile. "Actually, you don't have to do this, I can ?"

"No need. You've already helped me more than enough. I won't regret it." The woman obviously knew what the man wanted to say, but she didn't want him to continue.

The man reached out his hand to support the woman's thin shoulders. His hand reached out and stopped halfway through an unknown thought.

He gritted his teeth and stood up. Then, he turned around to pick up the syringe that he had prepared earlier. Then, he walked towards the woman step by step ?

? ?.

Suddenly, a pale-faced girl in the first class cabin of the plane opened her eyes. She wiped the sweat off her forehead. She had a nightmare again. She had forgotten how many times this had happened.

She let out a long sigh, feeling helpless in her heart. There were many things that she could not decide on.

As her aching eyes looked away, she saw a young man sitting on the left, reading a newspaper. The precious Swiss watch on his right hand was flashing so that she couldn't see the side of his face, but the way he sat upright and his stern profile told her that the man's face was in no way bad.

However, she was not a member of the Beauty Association, and she would not have any curiosity towards a stranger.

Just because... When she looked over there, she noticed something unusual.

A man in the back of the chair lowered his cap, even covering most of his face. He seemed to be sleeping, but it was the most natural posture for a person to sleep, even though his neck wasn't crooked. He just lowered his head symbolically, putting one hand on his waist, the other on his back, propping his waist up a little bit, if there were no surprises... She thought he must be hiding something behind him.

Also, regardless of the direction of the peaked cap, he couldn't see the direction of the palm. The way his feet pointed, all of them were that ? The direction of the man reading the newspaper.

She frowned slightly. Today. It was a little rough.

She looked away and lowered her head to play with her fingers, but her eyes never left the two men.

Soon, the news of the arrival came through on the plane. The man in the peaked cap moved. Although it was a slight movement, she still noticed it. But the man who was reading the paper, apart from flipping it over to the other side, didn't seem to notice any sign of danger.

Her beautiful eyes rolled a few times. She didn't know why, but he felt that the man reading the newspaper ? It was not that simple. He did not know that danger was approaching. It was as if ? To confuse the facade of another.

This was her feeling, and her feeling ? Always accurate.

It was getting closer and closer to getting off the plane. She held her breath. The man in the peaked cap would not be able to sit still, because his best opportunity was about to arrive.

Sure enough, about 10 minutes later, when the flight attendant reminded the passengers to get off the plane, the surrounding passengers started to stand up one by one. The man in the peaked cap pulled out the things he had hidden behind under the cover of the other passengers.

That was ? Snatch! She recognized him at a glance with her dark eyes. This man in the cap was definitely a professional killer.

She knew she shouldn't be meddling in other people's business, but when she stood up uncontrollably, her brain was uncontrollably shouting at the person who hadn't even put down the newspaper: "Watch out!" The passengers started to panic, many of them wanting to run out.

However, the man didn't seem to hear her words. After putting down the newspaper, he slowly smoothed down his wrinkled suit.

The man in the peaked cap had already heard her words. He glanced at her viciously, then retracted his finger, about to press the trigger.

The newspaper man's eyes suddenly turned cold. Half a second after her vision was blocked, he quickly dodged the bullet that was fired at him.

The powerful firepower of the bullets almost penetrated a piece of the plane's iron plate. The most important thing was that it was the fastest gun, which allowed him to dodge the bullets the moment they fired them and not get hurt in the process.

His combat prowess was extremely terrifying, and this was all she could think of.

When the man in the peaked cap saw that the first shot had missed, he immediately prepared to fire a second shot, but two men in suits had already pushed him to the ground, not even giving him a chance to resist.

So he had so many of his own people. No wonder he was so fearless. The girl thought to herself as she lowered her head.

When she felt a burning gaze on her, the girl raised her head and accidentally knocked into the man's eyes that were as deep as a bottomless pit. However, she was puzzled because the moment she raised her head, she seemed to see his pupils contract.

However, the man's surprised reaction only lasted for a split-second. He quickly regained his composure. That pair of black eyes ? She wanted to investigate, but found nothing.

As she couldn't see anything, the girl's gaze shifted from his eyes to the rest of him.

It was exactly as she had guessed at the beginning, or perhaps it could be said that she was even more handsome than she had guessed.

His handsome face had a resolute and cold expression, a high nose bridge, and sexy thin lips. Everyone could not help but sigh in admiration at the wonder of the creator.

He had a tall stature, a powerful build, and a custom-made suit that wrapped around his perfect figure. His diamond buttons were still glowing, and he exuded a devilish coldness.

While she was sizing him up, the man was also sizing up the girl in front of him.

Her long black hair hung down to her slender waist, her small face was white and rosy, and her expression was cold. A pair of intelligent, beautiful eyes slowly turned, and when they saw him, they also had a flash of amazement, as well as doubt towards the moment when he couldn't control his surprise, a very keen observation.