Ultimate Pawn

He was dressed in black leather clothes, with cold hair and a slashed face.

At this time, he was completely opposite to the elegant appearance of...

Black leather jacket, tights, cold, like a messenger of ghost hell.

He in a suit is elegant and cold.

At this time, he in the leather jacket was killing him.

Two identities, two completely different breaths.

He slowly raised his wrist and slowly put on a black military watch.

Then, a cigar was lit.

At this time, his smoking habit has changed from cigarettes to cigars.

This is what he did deliberately.

Every time he changed his status, his behavior and habits changed.

This is his performance as a senior agent.

To prevent anyone, recognize him.

He has too many identities, and each identity has its own independent habits.

It's not personality split, but...for safety.

How terrible can his identity change and concealment be?

In these years, in the process of secretly performing tasks for the third sector... he has played no fewer than thousands of new identities.

After killing people, he calmly changed to a new identity, and then passed by the armed forces.

He can pretend to be the foreign minister of a certain country and walk into the Big Hexagon building calmly.

He can even... pretend to be a bodyguard next to a certain national university boss, and enter and exit the Kremlin unharmed.

There is almost no place in the world that can stop him.

Every identity he played was flawless to the extreme.

People can't tell.

After putting on everything, he slowly came to a metal cipher box.

This box was consigned from overseas.

From the day he arrived in Shanghai, this box was consigned here.

He kept it carefully in the corner of the bedroom.

The box is made of high-wall titanium alloy, unless high-energy heat, small atomic bomb bombardment.

Otherwise, it cannot be opened at all. So there is no need to worry about leaks.

And tonight, he finally... was going to open this box.

Slowly lift the safe and place it on the table.

He took a deep sip of his cigar, then slowly stretched out his hand and turned on a switch on the safe.

Inside, there is a high-precision pupil authentication and a code lock.

First, the pupil witnesses, a pinhole camera machine appeared in the metal safe, aiming at Chen Zong's pupils and scanning.

"Scan the pupil, confirm the identity of the pupil, and pass." In the metal safe, an electronic mechanical prompt sounded.

Immediately afterwards, the interface of a metal combination lock slowly emerged.

Chen Zongguang's eyes were indifferent, and he stretched out his hand...On the interface, he entered four numbers: 4444.

Password, four 4.

The setup is extremely simple.

Because he doesn't care at all, because no one can crack this safe.

"Ding~!" A prompt was heard.

The metal safe opens slowly!

As the safe opened, the entire surrounding air... seemed to freeze suddenly, depressingly cold for a few degrees!

One, a black metal helmet, is slowly lying in the safe!

The helmet, made of pure black metal, looks hideous and terrifying! That is based on Buddhism, the demons in the six reincarnations... Shura's appearance, created!

With a fierce **** mouth and a face with teeth and claws, two blood-sucking fangs appeared on the mask.

Hell Shura, the devil of Buddhism.

This is the Shura helmet!

Chen Zonggong slowly took out the helmet and stroked the metal on it with both hands.

The black metal, the hideous shape, and the entire helmet, seemed to exude an aura of **** killing.

He, finally, slowly put on the helmet!

Covering the facial features, only the hideous and terrifying demon face is left!

An aura of horror surging across the sky, instantly emerged...!

Codename, Asura!

Under the black Shura helmet, his breath is endlessly cold and turbulent.

In the metal safe, lying quietly, a pair of black metal gloves!

The overall structure of the glove is made of special metal, making it extremely hard.

He slowly took out the metal gloves and put them...slowly on.

This is his weapon, Shura's claws!

Under the identity of Asura, he no longer uses Devil May Cry.

And there is, a new weapon, this pair of iron fist gloves dubbed the "Xura Li Claw" by the outside world.

The moment he put on the helmet, no one...recognized him.

He seemed to have become another person.

Both the voice and the tone characteristics have completely changed.

At this time, he is codenamed-Ashura!

"Iron Fist, have you been alone for a long time?" He stretched out his hand and looked at the pair of black iron claws in his hand. His pupils... flashed an unprecedented strange killing.

"It's time to let fear... spread to the West."

Under the mask, the corners of his mouth, the strange arc... even more.

‘Wow...! Suddenly, his figure... slammed past... rushed directly out of the bedroom balcony, and jumped down under the balcony on the third floor!

"Boom...!" As soon as the figure fell to the ground, the ground was sunken.

With cold eyes, he walked step by step towards the Qiu's villa in front of him.

At this time, it was already 11:30 in the evening.

In Qiu's villa, except for Qiu Yiren's study room, where the lights were still on, the lights in the other rooms... were all turned off.

Wearing the Shura helmet, Chen Zong directly avoided the bodyguards around the villa from patrolling, and flashed into the garage of the villa like a ghost.

He walked straight past the rows of Mercedes-Benz cars, and then... in front of a pink Lamborghini sports car, stopped.

Turning his head, glanced at this exaggerated sports car.

The corner of his mouth raised a strange arc.

A few seconds later, "Boom...!" There was an engine roar, and the pink Lamborghini bull, like a roaring beast, galloped out quickly...!

At the gate of Qiu's villa, the group of private bodyguards did not stop them, and they all gave way. Because just in the evening, Mr. Chen reminded that he would go out at this time.

Therefore, at this time, the group of bodyguards, although they have not seen the figure in the sports car... but they also know that it is Mr. Chen.

The bodyguards naturally didn't dare to stop them, so they all gave way.

"Boom...!" The Lamborghini sports car roared and galloped, and instantly disappeared at the end of the night...

...

After half an hour.

On the huge apron square of a golf park somewhere in the suburbs of Shanghai and Haihai.

"boom……!!"

A pink Lamborghini sports car is racing, roaring...!

The late-night golf park has ceased operations and the gate has been closed.

I don't know how this sports car got in.

"Om...!" The Lamborghini sports car quickly downshifted and drifted with a violent tail flick!

After drifting in place for a few laps, it finally...stopped steadily.

The pink Lamborghini's scissor door opened.

Chen Zongheng, dressed in a black leather jacket, wearing a helmet, with indifferent eyes, slowly stepped out of the low sports car cabin.

Standing in the huge dark park tarmac, his eyes were strange, he raised his wrist and glanced at the time on his watch.

The watch on his wrist has been changed to a black military watch by him.

That Omega watch will only be worn when it is the **** of death.

At this time, his Asura, so his watch... was also replaced.

At this time, it was 11:59 late at night.

According to the agreement, he sent the coordinates to Di Shitian.

The aircraft of the Shura Legion should soon... will arrive here.

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