With the light on her back, she could see a dark shadow even if she tried her best to look up.
But Morgan knows … this is a bad day.
The worst criminal in the world
But now his own side is so reassuring.
"Have you finished your last words?"
On a bad day, the cold sound starts.
Morgan smiled. She dropped the screen and looked up at people.
"Are you going to do it?"
Her voice was hoarse from blood loss, but there was no wavering in her speech.
"It seems to be finished."
On a bad day, I looked at the girl who was seriously injured in front of me with indifference
Morgan smiled.
She pushed her long hair to reveal her slender neck.
"Please do it."
Morgan said softly
It’s like bowing down and petitioning for a bad day.
She kept this position and lost consciousness.
"Have a good rest, madam."
Bad sun whispered and dug up Morgan’s back neck chip.
"Trust him"
Watching Morgan fall into a coma and not get wet by the rain, he said word for word, "Then give it to me."
July 31, 2359.
Man-machine and helicopter prosthetic bodyguards have completely blocked a high-end residential area in Tianen District.
Bundles of bright light swept as if looking for someone.
The dense man-machine is close to every window and scans the heat source inside.
The residents were so frightened by this kind of battle that they closed the curtains and dared not look out.
They really don’t know who can afford this kind of tracking.
-but the real goal has already been locked.
Looking for a sample is to let her off her guard.
Kamahl walked alone on the sixth floor stairs.
As luck would have it, I live here alone … from Kamahl, and Joseph asked Morgan to assassinate a target.
Morgan left his key card, and now it’s just right.
Kamahl waited at the door for a few seconds.
Wait until the time to jump to the memory to complete the new backup, before he pushed the door carefully and went in.
The door was quietly cracked, and Karma blocked the light source like a thief and got in.
The highest specification Ansuo root is meaningless.
You don’t need keys, let alone passwords and fingerprints.
No door can resist an elf-their identity is to key all the doors.
Kamahl pushed his glasses and walked in.
-and the door.
For a moment, he suddenly felt a little sense of crisis.
His door suddenly peeled off and twisted around in an instant.
Kamahl suddenly fell into the dark blue unknown-
But Kamahl didn’t panic.
He is plain looking back.
Looked at his front Russell unashamed tone asks.
"Caged birds?
"shouldn’t your psionic powers be’ no devices’, Mr. Qun Qing?"
He easily recognized Russell’s identity and his psionics.
"I’m not an ultramarine"
Russell said word for word, "I am from yesterday’s skeleton."
"I am dead and resurrected today … I have come to ask you for justice."
"… so that’s it"