"You should be the person in charge here, right?"

The Golden Lion Antonio looked down at 92, and a cold voice came from his mouth.

"That's right, I'm the person in charge here... But don't want to know anything, I can't say anything." As he endured the severe pain, an angry voice came from 92's mouth. He really didn't expect this guy to be so powerful. Did he be made of steel all over his body?

"Is that true? I have 108 torture techniques. I wonder which one do you want to try?"

A cold voice came from the mouth of Antonio of the Golden Lion, and he slowly took out a sharp saber from his pocket.

"Pooh!"

92 spat a mouthful of blood: "Young mother scared me, I'm not scared. I haven't experienced anything? Have you seen it? The scar on my face was cut by someone's questioning. I didn't frown. I can use any skills if I have it."

"laugh!"

As soon as the 92 words were finished, the dagger in the Golden Lion Antonio's hand pierced into his thigh.

92 gritted his teeth and didn't even make any tricks: "That's all your ability? Don't be embarrassed by him. I'm a silver-level figure in the organization! I advise you to give up, I'll give you a happy life."

"Swish!"

This time, the saber in the Golden Lion Antonio's hand directly pierced the back of 92's hand and slowly squirmed and cut it: "You can't say nothing!"

"Of course I won't say it!"

92 said gritting his teeth in enduring the severe pain.

Until the back of his hand was cut in half by a sharp dagger, his did not beg for mercy.

"You're a tough guy! Take your own blame!"

The Golden Lion Antonio stood up and threw the dagger in his hand to 92, and a cold voice came from his mouth.

"The Rebellion will not let you go, I'll wait for you in hell!"

92 picked up the saber and looked at Antonio the Golden Lion deeply, then wiped it from his neck.

"bite!"

The saber fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, and the vitality of 92 disappeared at this moment.

The Golden Lion Antonio picked up the saber on the ground, took off the silver medal around 92's neck, searched the entire floor for a while, then directly found the elevator beside him and entered the basement below.

Even though it was late at night, the underground laboratory was still busy.

More than a dozen men in large white jackets were operating and researching on various sophisticated and complex instruments. Around the laboratory were large test tubes filled with unknown liquids and bones, which looked creepy.

Even one or two large test tubes contain large giant pythons. The appearance of this giant python looks exactly like an ordinary giant python, but when you look closely, furry claws grow under its abdomen, which looks particularly hideous and terrifying.

Antonio solved the guards of the underground laboratory and came directly to the secret laboratory. As he looked at the test tubes around him and the busy working researchers, a trace of cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Who is this? This is the main experimental site, get out quickly..."

Looking at Antonio who suddenly broke in, an angry voice came from their mouths.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

Antonio did not speak, and dozens of darts shot out from his hands, directly solving the researchers.

Then he searched and checked the laboratory for a while, took out the useful information, turned off all the instruments, and then walked out of the laboratory.

Standing outside the villa and looking at the building burning in the fire behind him, Antonio took out two grenades found in the villa from his pocket, and then threw them directly into the villa with the fire.

Then, Antonio left without looking back.

"boom!"

The huge explosion broke the tranquility of the night, and the whole villa burned in full swing.

Yuelang Hotel.

Lan Feng sat in the spacious living room, looking at the pale Annie, listening to his story, his brows frowned tightly.

He didn't expect that Xiaoqing was so powerful that he could escape from Anniel's hands, and he didn't expect that the boy could use a sniper rifle to launch a five-star killing attack.

I remember the last time he fought with Xiaoqing, that kid was not that powerful. If it weren't for the mysterious sniper, he would have kept him long ago.

"Sir, Anne is not doing well, so please suffer."

Seeing Lan Feng frowning, Annie whispered.

"Annie, I don't mean to blame you. I believe you will be able to leave that Xiaoqing next time." Lan Feng stood up and patted Annie's shoulder, and said with a smile.

"Sir, I..."

Annielle wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Lan Feng: "You have suffered a serious internal injury, stretch out your hand."

Upon hearing this, Anniel nodded and stretched out his jade hand.

Lan Feng poked out his right hand, took off a silver needle from the bracelet, and hit Anniel's wrist as lightning fast.

Annielle felt a chill all over her body, as if a cool air was wandering through her body, making her feel much more comfortable.

"Swish!"

Lan Feng took back the silver needle, and a pale look appeared on his face. Using his current silver needle skills to treat Anniel's internal injuries was extremely exhausting.

"Sir, are you okay?"

A voice of concern came from Annie's mouth.

"It's okay, you go to Hanyan and the others' villa to rest!" Lan Feng shook his head.

"good!"

Anniel nodded and then left the room.

Although Anniel was unable to keep Xiaoqing, she got a lot of useful information. Thinking of the words said by the two killers tonight, Lan Feng's already linked many things together and then inferred them.

Lan Feng is sure that the one who killed Fei Ge 800 meters away from the unfinished building in the suburbs was the Owl Soul in the killer's mouth. The sniper who covered Xiaoqing's retreat last time in the Green Bar was also Owl Soul. As long as he caught Owl Soul or Xiaoqing, he could pull out the mysterious young master.

Of course, things would be easier if the Brutal Bear could gain something, but there is no result yet.

The mysterious young master sent someone to rob Su Hanyan's nanny and servants, and combined with the bombs placed on the Rolls-Royce Phantom on the previous trip to the sea, Lan Feng had already sent someone to rob the nanny and servants for the mysterious young master, in order to cover up the people he installed beside Su Hanyan.

Combined with Lan Feng's inference and Wang Yuan's actions, Lan Feng initially suspected that the person placed by the mysterious young master was Su Hanyan's driver Wang Yuan.

However, Lan Feng had no intention of touching Wang Yuan for the time being. He wanted to use Wang Yuan to catch a big fish.

As for the Rebel Alliance, there is not much news yet, and we will only know when the Golden Lion Antonio comes back.

"Dongdongdongdong..."

The crisp knock on the door sounded, causing a faint smile to appear on Lan Feng's face. He walked forward and opened the door, and Antonio appeared in his sight.

"grown ups!"

Looking at Lan Feng, a respectful voice came from the mouth of the Golden Lion Antonio.

"Come in and talk!"

Golden Lion Antonio smiled slightly and nodded.

"Have you found anything?"

Lan Feng sat on the sofa, looked at Antonio opposite him, and asked with a smile.

"I took the branch of the Anti-Union to death. I didn't expect that there was a small biological research base underground. This is their research content and report..." Antonio, the Golden Lion, handed a stack of information to Lan Feng's hands as he said.

Looking at the information handed over by the Golden Lion Antonio, Lan Feng's eyes flashed with a cold light, and a cold voice came from his mouth: "I didn't expect someone to start trying, no wonder they set their sights on Su Hanyan."

The cold voice was full of murderous intent. Even the Golden Lion Antonio, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, felt a bit cold and chill. He knew that Lord Tyrant was really angry this time.

"These damn guys. These are all things that the state studies."

Lan Feng's fist was clattering at this moment.

However, soon Lan Feng calmed down and turned to look at the Golden Lion Antonio: "Are there any other discoveries?"

Antonio of the Golden Lion nodded and took out a silver medal from his pocket. The silver medal was marked with a striking 92 number: "This is carried on the person in charge of the Anti-Advancement Division. He kept saying that he was a silver-level strongman in the organization. I think it has something to do with this brand."

After a pause, the Golden Lion Antonio continued: "I killed two bronze medals before, but their strength is far inferior to the silver medal. I think this brand should be a symbol of their strength and status in the reverse league."

Lan Feng picked up the silver medal handed over by the Golden Lion Antonio, looked at the striking 92 numbers engraved on it, and his eyes flashed. When he rescued Lei Bao at Green Bar, a group of killers with silver medals appeared behind him. Unexpectedly, it was people from this organization. A cold voice came from Lan Feng's mouth: "This thing is about the same level as the killers in the Western world. That person should be the 92nd silver medal level in the Anti-American League. In other words, there is also a silver medal strongman in front of him, and there may even be gold medals behind him. It seems that we have encountered a large organization this time."

"How is the strength of the silver medal No. 92?" Lan Feng thought for a while and asked.

"The strength is a little stronger than the bronze-level killer in the dark world of the West, but far from being as good as the silver-level killer."

Golden Lion Antonio thought about it and said.

"Interesting." Lan Feng's face showed a faint smile: "I'll leave this task to you when I inquire about the base camp of the Reich League. Golden Lion, are there any problems?"

"The golden lion will definitely do it well and will not disappoint the adults."

Golden Lion Antonio said with an excited and fanatical look on his face.

"Go down and have a rest. If you encounter trouble, you can find him."

Lan Feng smiled and wrote a phone number and handed it to Antonio, the Golden Lion.

"yes!"

Antonio nodded and exited the room, leaving Lan Feng sitting alone in the room and falling into deep thought.

After a moment of silence, Lan Feng stood up, walked to the balcony beside him, looked at the dark sky outside the window, and took out his cell phone and dialed a unique phone number - because this number only has nine digits.

"Dragon Thorn."

When the phone was connected, a voice with joy came from the vicissitudes of life.

"The dragon thorn is dead, call me a tyrant." A cold voice came from Lan Feng's mouth.
Chapter completed!