Elegant Killing: I Became the Villain Behind the Scenes

Nan Yuan took off his mask, and his handsome and enchanting face had a smile on it, and against this background, the eye-catching people did not dare to look at it directly.

As he took off his gloves, he spoke, "I won't say much more, I only ask of you, obey the rules of the Holy Spirit." "

Several Holy Spirit Council regulations that Nan Yuan had set before had already asked Guan He to inform all members.

Zheng Liang had already collected the knife, took a glass of red wine from the side, and respectfully brought it to Nan Yuan.

Nan Yuan's slender fingers as white as jade held the wine glass and raised it slightly.

He showed a good-looking smile: "I hope you can make the Holy Spirit stronger and stronger." All

the members hurriedly picked up their glasses, and some quickly picked up a glass from the side.

Someone shouted first, "Yes, President!"

The others immediately shouted, "Yes, President!"

"The Holy Spirit lives on!"

Nan Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the person who shouted that the Holy Spirit lived forever: "You are very good."

He looked at everyone happily: "There is a larger entertainment venue upstairs, everything is ready, everyone can go to eat, drink and have fun in a while, and everyone does not have to be restrained today."

All the members' eyes lit up and they were quite happy: "Long live the president!" Nan

Yuan took a sip of red wine, the wine soaked his lips even more red, and his posture was elegant, like an ancient nobleman.

The corpses and blood on the stage seemed to be ignored, which was incompatible with the cheerful atmosphere here, but it was extremely reflective of the handsome and elegant person.

At this time, Nan Yuan snapped his fingers.

The sound of firecrackers and fireworks rising outside.

This ballroom has many large floor-to-ceiling windows that clearly see the brilliant fireworks in the sky outside.

Nan Yuan smiled and said, "Such a good day needs joyful fireworks, doesn't it?" At

the same time, the director of the Special Bureau and others were in the conference room.

Someone suddenly came in and said in a panic: "Director, the people we sent a few days ago, their psionic lamp is broken!" "

What?" The chief's face turned even paler.

Wu Zhiteng hurriedly asked, "What about the D-grade ones?"

"Also... Also broken...."

Everyone sat in their seats and didn't know what to do.

But at this moment, the screen in front of him suddenly lit up again, and what appeared was Nan Yuan wearing a Chinese costume and a hood.

But he was not wearing a mask, and his handsome and delicate appearance was visible.

Everyone was stunned at first, looking at this dress, could it be... That president? So young?

Why did he suddenly reveal his true face?

The director was in good spirits, and just wanted to ask someone to quickly check Nanyuan's information according to his appearance, but he saw the person on the screen suddenly hooked his lips and spoke softly:

"You.... Love fireworks?

Before they could think about what they meant, the entire conference room suddenly exploded, scattering along with blue spiritual energy.

The power and scope of this explosion was unusually large, and together with the upper and lower layers, all glowed red and blue explosions, which looked like huge fireworks from a distance.

Shen Seventeen watched the explosion a few miles away from the Special Bureau, heard a booming sound, and a bright smile rose on his pink little face.

He picked up his mobile phone and said excitedly: "Brother, those stupid * have all been blown up to the sky!"

A pleasant voice came from the other side of the phone: "Well done Seventeen." "

Hey, hey." The cute little boy giggled.

A few days ago, his brother suddenly asked people to come here and give him something.

He didn't know what the metal cube looked like, but the people who heard it almost startled him.

Psionic No. 3, he had heard of, was the most lethal and precious weapon developed by the Special Bureau.

I didn't know what this thing was before, and I hadn't seen it before, but it was actually a bomb!

But how did this thing get into his eldest brother's hands, do you still need to think? Combined with what he saw before, it must have been the method that the grandsons of the Special Bureau came up with, and they actually used this kind of thing!

The control system inside Psionic Energy No. 3 has long been modified, so the timing of the explosion of this thing is in his hands.

Nan Yuan gave Shen Seventeen two spiritual energy number three, and let him place them in the special bureau, preferably in the position where the director was.

Merrow and the Special Bureau were so well-intentioned to them, he would definitely be courteous.

Shen Seventeen is extremely happy to do this, the eldest brother gave him the spirit crystal, and he still believes in himself so much, he must behave well!

He looked for an opportunity to glue things under the table in the conference room.

As for how he got in, naturally yesterday he took advantage of their meeting to find an excuse to go in and report things, and quickly glued things under the chair.

Not all the seats are seated, yesterday there were only a few high-rise here, and he was short, running to the place where there was no one and gluing things under the chair by supporting the table.

There was another one, which he put on the first floor.

Shen Seventeen was praised by Nan Yuan, very happy, and after hanging up the phone over there, he admired the explosion of the main building of the Special Bureau for a while.

"Let's eat." Shen Seventeen turned his head and left with cheerful steps.

He was so happy that he decided to go for a good meal to celebrate!

In the other half, Nan Yuan had changed out of his ornate robe and sat in a low-backed chair in the office in a comfortable shirt.

He put down his mobile phone and drank a sip of iced fruit tea, and Zheng Liang behind him was massaging his shoulders.

Nan Yuan narrowed his eyes comfortably, and said in a lazy voice: "Everyone has worked hard recently, and everyone who participates in the mission is paid."

Zheng Liang laughed softly: "Yes, master, after this time, I am afraid that Mo Luo will be lost, and they will no longer dare to target you." He

now feels that his master is a god-like being, and everything is under his control.

Nan Yuan closed his eyes and was extremely relaxed: "Target? Not as great as the threat posed by mosquitoes, their strength may not be weak, after all, this is official strength, but .... Still too ignorant.

By the way, there is no one on the chief's side of the bureau who survives?

Zheng Liang nodded: "It is estimated that there is not even ash, I have to say that the spiritual energy bomb is indeed powerful, Fang Yunzhuo did not put it in the villa, and the entire manor was blown into ruins."

That Minister of Action Wu Zhiteng I asked me to put ordinary explosives, but the power is not small. "

No one knows where the family of the director of the Special Bureau lives, but Nanyuan has enlightenment, and it is still easy to find out where they live.

It was actually in a manor in a third-tier city, where his family lived, and the security was also very tight, and there were even F-class specialists.

However, Fang Yunzhuo is an E-grade specialist, and now that his strength has improved, it is easy to install something in it.

Nan Yuan drank fruit tea, his narrow eyes opened slightly, and he seemed to be very pitiful:

"That director seems to have a young grandson who is just two years old, right?" Wu Zhiteng's son seems to have just been married.... Gee, it's really pathetic.

"Master, what's so pitiful about this, what he does himself, he has to bear the corresponding price."