The Supreme Spy

Qin Yang's heart beat violently, his muscles tightened, but he dared not move.

The coldness in the eyes of the masked man and the indifference in his tone showed the authenticity of his words.

If Qin Yang really called for help, he would really kill him without hesitation!

Qin Yang's eyes fell on Nie You You who was on the ground. She fell on the ground and fainted, but her chest was still slightly undulating.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?"

Qin Yang turned around and said this. His hand brushed his belt along the way, and pressed the slight protrusion on the belt buckle without a trace.

"You will know soon."

The man in the mask slapped Qin Yang's neck with a palm, and Qin Yang fainted suddenly.

"Wow!"

A basin of cold water was poured directly on Qin Yang's face, Qin Yang hit a spirit, and suddenly woke up from his coma.

Qin Yang opened his eyes suddenly, a man with a mask was standing in front of him, staring at him coldly, holding an empty basin in his hand, dripping water.

Qin Yang shook his head, shook the drops of water on his head, wanted to speak, but found that his mouth was sealed with tape.

The masked man dropped the basin in his hand, then stepped back and stood aside, revealing the man sitting on the sofa behind him.

Qin Yang's eyes fell on the mask of the man on the sofa, his pupils suddenly shrank, because his mask was strange.

The peculiar black and white lines make this mask full of peculiar beauty, and the coldness of the cold iron mask gives people a cold feeling.

What made Qin Yang's pupils shrink was not only because of the peculiar black and white lines, but because there was a Chinese character on the forehead of this mask.

"land!"

Although this character is land-based land, Qin Yang knew that it did not represent land-based land, but the capitalized Chinese character number six!

Number six!

This mask is a standard configuration for the core members of Black Hand. Everyone's mask is the same, and the difference is the number above.

From zero to twelve!

Qin Yang suddenly thought of what he said when chatting with Wen Yuyan before.

They are like poisonous snakes in the grass. Usually you can't see them at all. When you find them, it is the moment they opened their fangs and attacked you, and then... it is very likely that you will die. .

The cold gaze of No. 6 made Qin Yang realize that the person who shot and grabbed him was No. 6, a powerful master of Dacheng Stage, and the man standing by the sofa had no number on the mask. This shows that He is not a core member of Black Hand, he should be just a subordinate of No.6.

"Let him speak!"

After staring at Qin Yang coldly for a few seconds, No.6 spoke coldly.

The masked man came over and tore the tape on Qin Yang's mouth.

Qin Yang took a breath, his eyes calmed down: "Who are you, why did you arrest me here, what do you want?"

No. 6 stared at Qin Yang coldly: "I don’t know if you really don’t know or not, but I can tell you that I am the No. 6 of Black Hand, and the person who kidnapped you in the hospital was No. 12.... …The first question, who killed the twelfth?"

Qin Yang blinked and said in a deep voice, "I don't know what I was injected at the time. I have fainted. It was noon the next day after I woke up."

"do not know?"

No. 6's eyes were cold for another two minutes: "Where were you when you woke up?"

Qin Yang lied and did not write drafts, and said without changing his face: "In a strange house, my friend was guarding me there. She said that someone called her on my phone and asked her to come here to pick me up. She came but didn't see anyone else."

Number 6 stared at Qin Yang straight, as if trying to distinguish whether he was telling the truth or not.

Qin Yang looked back at No. 6 calmly: "I have never dealt with anyone in your organization. Why do you want to deal with me? Did someone pay you to deal with me?"

No. 6 said calmly: "No one spends money to deal with you, deal with you only because you are Mo Yu's disciple, so you must die!"

Qin Yang suddenly said: "Because of my master, but you have hatred against my master, you can go to him, so many of you come to deal with a twenty-year-old young man of mine, it seems a little bit of injustice."

"Social justice?"

No. 6 sneered: "Do you think it's a kid playing house wine, morality, are you so naive on weekdays?"

Qin Yang showed uneasiness on his face: "Then what do you want?"

No. 6 took out a cell phone and sneered: "Call your master, I want to talk to him."

Qin Yang agreed without hesitation: "Okay!"

Qin Yang reported the phone number of the master, dialed the number on the 6th, and turned on the hands-free.

"Who?"

Mo Yu's cold voice rang on the phone.

There was a bit of insidiousness in No.6's eyes: "Mo Yu, I am No.6, do you remember me?"

"Number six?"

Mo Yu's voice seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly became a little higher.

"Did you kidnap my disciple?"

No. 6 laughed: "Yes, your proud disciple is sitting in front of me now, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered...boy, don't you want to talk to your master?"

Qin Yang shouted: "Master, save me, there are two of them, No.6 and his men."

Number 6 was stunned, and then laughed wildly: "Yeah, I'm just two people, but what about that, your master is far away in the capital, even if he has wings, there is no way to save you. My phone is an encrypted phone and cannot be tracked. And positioning, haha, I have been waiting for revenge for a long time."

Mo Yu's voice was full of anger: "No. 6, you are also a master of the Great Cheng Realm, and you personally took action against a young man, do you want to be shameless?"

Number 6 said coldly: "You killed the two of us and stabbed me. You almost lost my life. It took ten years to recover from the injury. I always keep this account in my mind, Qin Yang. It’s the disciple you cultivated with painstaking efforts~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I will kill your disciple first and let you feel the taste of pain!"

Mo Yu said in a cold voice: "Let my disciple let go, you can let the conditions go!"

"Haha, let me open the terms, haha, Mo Yu, are you begging for mercy? Yes, you begged me, maybe you begged me, I’ll just soften my heart and open up to your disciples, how? Do you want to think about it?"

Mo Yu said coldly: "I was able to stab you with a sword, and now I can kill you!"

No. 6’s eyes are full of madness, full of hideousness: "Kill me? Haha, yeah, your strength is so strong, how can I be your opponent, but no matter how strong you are, what is the use of your strength, you You can't find me at all, what else can you do besides just watching me kill your disciple, kill me, you come to kill me?"

Mo Yu's voice was silent for ten seconds, and then suddenly sounded, as if it was in his ears.

"Okay! I'm coming!"

PS:

There is one more.