Chapter 9 Must Revenge
Three agents sent by Russia died collectively in Italy last year, and now she wants to be alone, she is simply dying.

"Baby... Please, I'm so unwilling." Mi Ai acted like a baby.

"No, I have also received the mission. This time the mission clearly states that I will go out with you." Zhanyan slapped the coquettish Mi Ai away with a cold face.

"Zhanyan, you know me best." She knew that Zhanyan didn't let her go alone because she was afraid that something would happen to her, but she insisted.

Helpless, Mi Ai persisted, and Zhanyan also persisted.

"Why don't I kill the Black God, and you kill Wraith, this is the biggest compromise."

When Mi Ai heard this, she quit, "How about you go and kill Heishen by yourself, that guy is notoriously ruthless."

"Since you know, don't insist on it. What's the difference between my death and your death?" Zhan Yan said in a calm and light manner, making it seem like a small thing to die for the other party.

"Isn't the reason why you insist on going to Italy is for ghosts? Take a look at this." Zhanyan showed Mi Ai another information folder.

"All the information on Wraith?" Mi Ai looked at it while talking, his eyes widened and widened, and finally he looked at Zhanyan full of doubts and surprises. What does this mean?
"Are you sure that the ghost you met in the mafia last year? He was in Peru from April to May last year, not in Italy at all." Hatred can blind a person's eyes and thinking, so Mi Ai firmly insisted on the person who appeared in the intelligence department Zhan Yan began to investigate the whereabouts of the ghost throughout the year when the person was a ghost.

"However, among the bosses of the Mafia, only Wing Soul is in charge of intelligence." For some reason, Mi Ai was a little afraid of the truth. If it wasn't for Wing Soul, who would she seek revenge on? She couldn't bear that kind of insult for a day.

"Accept the reality." Zhanyan understands Mi Ai, she is so smart that she doesn't need to remind her, but now she just can't accept it.

Mi Ai was silent, she Mi Ai was not afraid of anything, this year she never picked a task, she took it when she had a task, and if she didn't have a task, she mainly found a task, in order to improve her own level, a year ago she was with 'Wraith' In that contest, she felt that she was unable to do what she wanted, so she attributed that mistake to a lack of strength, so she desperately improved her strength.

But now she doesn't even know who that person is.

Seeing Mi Ai's loss, Zhanyan felt a little distressed.

"Actually...whether it's Wraith or not, he can't escape the Italian Mafia anyway, right?" Zhanyan parked the car on the side of the road in a chic manner, with such an imposing manner that it can melt the surrounding things.

Mi Ai chuckled, yes, isn’t it, whether it’s Wraith or not, they are members of the Mafia, anyway, Mi Ai vowed to blow up the Mafia, whoever she loves.

"Black God, Wraith, Ming Mie, Ming Jue, don't try to escape all of you." Mi Ai's charming eyes revealed an unconvincing lore.

At the same time, in the Information Department of the Italian Mafia headquarters, a 1.9-meter-tall man with a handsome Western face and a calm personality sneezed. Yes, this is one of the leaders of the Mafia. Wraith, a pure Westerner, shook his head suspiciously, "He actually sneezes in this hot weather."

Ming Hun's words were heard by Ming Mie who just came in, "Your future wife misses you, and I don't know where you died after all these years, and you still haven't gone to her to have sex."

(End of this chapter)

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