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Weiting stiffened for a while, then turned the steering wheel and explained the situation to the guard outside the car with a relaxed expression.

The guard only asked a few questions and let his car pass.

Mao Yuning held the steel needle without moving away and asked him to drive out.

Weiting's stiff body followed her instructions and walked out of the gate and walked north.

When the car stopped, it was already half an hour later. Mao Yuning took back the steel needle in his hand, turned around and dragged Chris out of the car.

Chris staggered out of the car, and Mao Yuning dragged him to find the direction. He heard the footsteps behind him and turned around.

Weiting looked at them with a worried look on his face: "There is a restricted area ahead. It is too dangerous for you to be here."

Of course Mao Yuning knew that this direction was a restricted area. She was also worried that people from Z East Base would follow her, so she chose this direction.

Mao Yuning looked at him coldly: "Weiting, go back."

Weiting shook his head and said, "I can't leave you alone."

Mao Yuning didn't know whether he was really stupid or pretending to be stupid, so she turned around to support Chris and wanted to leave.

Chris suddenly fell to the ground.

Mao Yuning exclaimed, grabbing his arm and almost being dragged to the ground by him.

Whiting quickly stepped forward to help, holding Chris' arm to prevent him from falling.

When Mao Yuning was about to persuade Weiting to go back, she looked up and saw what was in his hand, and was stunned for a moment.

"Weiting..." Mao Yuning frowned, squinted his eyes, took a step back, and saw Chris's movements clearly.

She quickly reached out to touch something in her pocket, and sure enough, the steel needle was gone.

She looked at the gun in Whiting's hand, which was pointed at Chris' head, and then at the steel needle that Chris was holding, pointing at Whiting's aorta...

"Hey, I didn't expect that we would meet in this way." Wedding suddenly chuckled.

Chris looked at him expressionlessly.

Weiting curled his lips and smiled: "Death, only you dare to take the task of assassinating me."

Mao Yuning didn't know what Weiting meant when he called Chris "death", but she could hear the second half of the sentence. She looked at Chris in shock. She never understood how he, a doctor, could show up at Z East Base. But I didn't expect that he had another identity.

Is it a killer?

Chris pulled his lips coldly: "I have been looking for you for three years, and this time you came to the door yourself."

Weiting sighed: "When did you start doubting my identity?"

Chris said: "From the moment you appeared in front of me."

The Zdong base seems to be tight on the outside but loose on the inside, but in fact the situation inside is under surveillance.

From the moment Mao Yuning appeared at Zdong Base, he was already being targeted.

Her ability to successfully appear in front of Chris was entirely due to Whiting.

"When did you doubt my identity?" Chris narrowed his eyes.

The mission to assassinate the 'Godfather' of Z East Base was the last mission he completed. When he joined the mercenary organization, he had already clearly known about this mission. He had been preparing for this mission for so many years.

He knew how dangerous this mission was, so he used the identity of 'Chris' to come to Z East Base.

The identity of the godfather of Z East Base has always been a secret. Everyone in this organization is deliberately protecting their master.

In order to assassinate him, Chris had to find someone first. He could only kill Pitru by KO in order to lure the godfather to show up.

Pitru was the living face of the Z East Base in the past two years. He died on the stage, which caused huge losses to the Z East Base. It was impossible for the Z East Base to just watch him, the instigator, leave.

Chris had been waiting for so long, but he didn't even wait for the so-called godfather at Z East Base, but he did wait for a girl.Mao Yuning was looking for 'Chris', a world-renowned medical professor. How did Whiting know that he was 'death'.

The smile on Weiting's lips remained unchanged as he said: "To be honest, I have been paying close attention to the news about the mercenary king Death. His disappearance makes me very uneasy."

Chris's strength gave his uneasiness a target.

Mao Yuning's appearance was a complete coincidence. Two men with their own thoughts collided today.

Chris looked at the steel needle in his hand and said expressionlessly: "Which one of us do you think is faster?"

Theoretically speaking, a pistol must be as fast as a steel needle, but he dared to say such a thing...

Weiting frowned and opened his mouth: "Have you ever touched my gun?"

Chris raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the weight of your gun? You can't weigh it out?"

"Of course I can," Whiting said.

There was a look of madness in Chris's eyes: "Then let's try?"

Weiting met his provocative gaze, looked at the steel needle on his neck, and remained silent for a while.

In a flash of lightning, the steel needle in Chris' hand suddenly stabbed his neck hard with force.

Mao Yuning was standing at such a distance that it was too late to refuse, so he could only stand up, put his long legs upward, and kicked Chris's wrist.

The steel needle in Chris's hand missed piercing Whiting's aorta, and blood gushed out. Whiting hurriedly covered his neck and pointed the gun in his hand at Chris.

Mao Yuning reacted almost instinctively, stepping forward and throwing Chris to the ground.

Two gunshots rang out in the air.

Weiting's gun was aimed at Mao Yuning's head.

Mao Yuning's body instantly froze in place.

Weiting's cold voice sounded, "Get out of the way, or I'll kill you too."

His hand was already on the trigger.

Mao Yuning took a deep breath and said behind his back: "I'll get up!"

Whiting's hold on the trigger stopped.

Mao Yuning stood up slowly from the ground, but suddenly stood up with all her strength, threw herself on his arm, and grabbed his gun hand.

Whiting's neck was injured and he was no match for her at this time. After grabbing the pistol from his hand, she breathed a sigh of relief. When she heard the sound in the air, she quickly dragged Whiting into the car. Chris followed him. into the driver's seat.

"Let's go." Mao Yuning said calmly.

Chris was covered in injuries and could not walk on his own when he came out. Now he was holding the steering wheel and the car was flying fast on the empty road.

A car speeding towards them not far away hit their car, trying to stop their car.

Chris's deep eyes were cold and indifferent, and the speed of the car increased instead of decreasing, hitting the bottom.

Mao Yuning was sitting in the back seat, holding a person hostage in her hand. She was shaking so hard that her head hurt. Seeing that the two cars were about to collide, she simply closed her eyes and couldn't see anything.

I don't know how long it took before the car gradually slowed down.

Mao Yuning looked back at the car that had disappeared and breathed a sigh of relief.

She held onto Whiting's hand and let go, holding the gun tightly in her hand to prevent Whiting from snatching it back.

Mao Yuning pointed out the address to Chris.

Chris looked at her in surprise: "Are you not from M side?"