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Chapter 137 Hunting Angels
"How do you know it was the angels who did it?"

In the dead of night, apart from the chirping and chirping of insects at night, only the faint sound of conversation could be heard from an ordinary house in the northernmost part of Greenwood Town.

In the private house with no lights on, it was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers. The two people sitting inside could only see each other's shadow.

But this doesn't hinder their conversation, on the contrary, this kind of conversation in the dark will be more conducive to their expressions... they can conceal the meaning in their eyes at any time.

"I've contacted the big boss," Helu said while lowering his head and rubbing the sniper rifle in his hand: "He has gone to country A and said it himself on the phone. Their informants found out that apart from us, another The person who is going to look for Xiao Chu is Huaxia Kingdom's Hidden Bureau."

Almost no one in the world knows the name of the Hidden Bureau. Few ordinary people have heard of this name and think it is just a small department responsible for external communication.

But Helu and others who have been in the killer world for a long time know that this is the famous spy organization of Huaxia Kingdom.

The existence and influence of the Hideout Bureau is no less than that of the CIA in the United States and MI[-] in the United Kingdom.

It is a very powerful secret service organization.

In the hidden bureau, the only "angel" is a woman with excellent skills.

"The first one who attacked us that night was a woman," said Heron, after wiping the gun in his hand, raised it to a point that was in line with his line of sight, and then squinted. In the quiet distance, "I can already be sure that she is an angel."

Ouyang Qingyan, who was leaning against the door, stared at Heron's movement, and her eyes were suffocated. She quickly calmed down, and still leaned on the position by the door without moving.

"Affirming that she is an angel, what can we do? Neither you nor I saw her appearance clearly that night. It may not be so easy to find her now."

"It's really not easy."

Heron continued to raise his gun to the door, his eyes gleaming cruelly in the darkness: "But Qingyan, don't forget what our eyes are for."

"What's the meaning?"

"Ha," Heron sneered, seeming to find Qingyan's question funny: "Qingyan, why do I feel that your acuity has deteriorated a lot? Can't you think of such a simple reason?"

"Just say what you have to say." Ouyang Qingyan looked at him coldly: "I never liked guessing riddles."

"Do you forget it?"

Helu grinned, seeming very happy to hear Qingyan's tone: "Agents are not ordinary people, they have aura and vigilance that ordinary people don't have, and we need to find a special agent in this simple and simple town. How difficult is it to be a temperamental woman?"

He just finished speaking, and Tang Xu's appearance quickly flashed into Ouyang Qingyan's mind.

In just a very quick second, Ouyang Qingyan once again regained the look of a vulture with no distractions.

"What did you think of?"

The reason why the heron is called the heron is because his eyes have the sharp vision like a heron in the dark. Although Qingyan's transformation is fast, he still does not escape his gaze.

"It's nothing." Ouyang Qingyan looked at him and said, "I was just wondering if there is the kind of person you mentioned among the people I met today."

After the two stared at each other in the darkness for a few seconds, Helu finally slowly lowered the sniper rifle in his hand, as if he had seen enough of the night: "From tomorrow onwards, we will split up to find people in the small town. I went to find it, we have failed this mission. Our new mission now is——

Hunt the angels!"

(End of this chapter)