"Smiling Devil..."
Jia Liang squeezed out four words from his throat, his voice was dry and hoarse.
Of course he had heard of this illustrious reputation.
This name, Noah Eastern Capital Branch, is almost equivalent to the God of Death.
Several experts in the organization, including cadres at the same level as him, fell into the hands of this person.
As long as he is targeted, no one has survived without exception so far.
Those bloody tragedies flashed rapidly in my mind, and finally overlapped with the hideous and terrifying face in front of me.
A feeling of regret surged through his body like a tide in an instant.
Jia Liang collapsed on the ground, the severe pain and fear gripping his heart like countless cold hands.
He never imagined that he would be here, facing this legendary existence in person.
If he had known it was this murderer, he should have escaped as soon as possible instead of foolishly trying to test the other party's details.
Fang Cheng ignored the turmoil in his heart.
He picked up the Canvas Bag that was thrown on the ground and took out the black hard-shell notebook from it.
I opened a few pages at random and scanned the paper with my eyes.
There were many names densely recorded on it, and he didn't recognize most of them.
But there were a few that made him stare.
"Xiao Jianren...Xu Hao..."
Fang Cheng thought in his heart.
The two names appearing here were somewhat expected.
However, in addition to them, there are also some special positions and identities marked with red pen behind their names.
It seems that they are all cadres of Noah Organization.
Fang Cheng's heart moved slightly, and his fingers lightly crossed the page.
The list is very long, involving people from all walks of life, both men and women.
After a rough count, there were as many as thirty-six people, and the scope was obviously very wide.
"What do you want to do by investigating so many people?"
Fang Cheng closed the book and raised his eyes to look at Jia Liang who was lying on the ground with a dull expression.
The voice seemed very calm, but it made his whole body shiver and he couldn't help but tremble.
"Hmph!"
Jia Liang gritted his teeth and turned his head to one side.
At this time, he had already broken free from the frustration of being completely crushed just now, and assumed a posture that he would rather die than surrender.
"Let me guess."
Fang Cheng seemed not to notice his stubborn resistance and said to himself:
"Many people on the list are members of your organization. Are you conducting a major purge internally?"
After asking casually, Fang Cheng paused, with a hint of playfulness in his tone.
"Speaking of which, Noah Organization's recent accidents seem to have something to do with me."
"So, you want to trace my clues by investigating these people?"
Fang Cheng stared at Jia Liang, the eyes behind the mask seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.
He clearly saw the other person's body and stiffened unnoticeably.
Then he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and asked:
"So, what progress have you made in your investigation now?"
Jia Liang still kept his mouth tightly closed, but the sudden change in his face revealed the turmoil in his heart.
A terrible thought suddenly appeared in his mind.
Why does Smiling Devil appear here?
Because I was suspicious of Xiao Jianren, a guy who appeared suddenly and had an unknown origin, I sent those three losers to test his skills.
As a result, the three losers missed and were kicked out of Teahouse.
Then, Smiling Devil came to the door so accurately.
Put it this way...
The man who met Xiao Jianren in Teahouse was not an ordinary expert at all.
It's very possible that it's Smiling Devil in front of you!
It was my own investigation that led him here!
Then think of Xiao Jianren as Red Tiger Gang Leader Chen Chen's confidant.
And Chen Chen has been acting frequently recently and seems restless...
There is absolutely no coincidence between the two!
"Could it be... that it's Chen Chen... he's colluding with outsiders..."
Jia Liang subconsciously squeezed out half a sentence from his throat.
The voice was as thin as a mosquito or a fly, but in this dead silent room, it seemed extremely clear.
Fang Cheng keenly captured this key information and suddenly understood it in his heart.
It seems that they are indeed investigating Mole, which caused the leak of "Demon Hunt Operation" information.
Moreover, after searching for more than half a month, the real location of Source has not yet been found.
Thinking of this, Fang Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
His eyes fell on Jia Liang again.
This cadre responsible for the investigation task is now a valuable source of intelligence.
"Who else is in charge of this besides you?"
Fang Cheng then asked coldly.
Jia Liang closed his mouth tightly, a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes, obviously not ready to cooperate.
But his slightly trembling body betrayed his inner emotions.
Although he was not directly involved in the "Demon Hunt Operation" incident that caused heavy losses to the organization.
But I have also heard from various channels about the terror of the person in front of me, so how could I not have any fear in my heart.
"Aren't you going to say yes?"
Fang Cheng didn't press for questions when he saw this.
Just took out one more thing from Canvas Bag.
Just before, Jia Liang injected the enhanced version "Pioneer's Blood" into Black Ox and Mouse.
Open the medicine box, and in the remaining three Glass tubes in the box, the faint blue liquid is flowing quietly.
In the dim light, they exude Uncanny and beautiful fluorescent light, as if imprisoning a small deep sea with scattered stars.
"This thing is so beautiful."
Fang Cheng sighed in a low voice, raised the reagent to his eyes, and shook it gently.
"I wonder if it will be as beautiful after injecting it into your body."
"Or... will you become like the three corpses on the ground, become an ugly monster, and then your whole body will completely explode?"
Jia Liang Hearing this, his face instantly turned pale as a sheet.
Fang Cheng Take out Syringe first, and slowly pierce the rubber plug of the Glass tube with the needle.
His movements are skillful and steady, like an angel in white who has been in the industry for many years.
The faint blue liquid was slowly pumped into the needle tube without leaving any drop.
"You just said that you are Medical Department."
Fang Cheng said while smoking the potion, as if talking about everyday things:
"A medical professional is now responsible for the work of the Intelligence Department department."
"It seems that Noah Organization has undergone a lot of internal changes recently and is in urgent need of manpower."
He pulled out the syringe filled with medicine, pointed the needle upward, and a crystal droplet emerged.
"Tell me, if you die here today, will the organization send a smarter person to replace you?"
Fang Cheng took the needle and walked towards Jia Liang step by step.
The soles of the shoes made a soft "rustling" sound when they stepped on the broken wood chips.
Every time it hits, it's like stepping on Jia Liang's rapidly beating heart.
Jia Liang glanced at the two exploding corpses beside him.
The tragic scene before their death appeared in my mind, and my body finally began to tremble violently uncontrollably.
"Wait a minute!"
He yelled hastily, trying to stop him.
"If you have something to say, please say it. It's not that I don't want to tell you!"
"Just now... I was hit against the wall by you just now. My head was so dizzy that I really can't remember things."
"Can you, let me... let me think about it carefully, and when my brain returns to normal, I will definitely tell you all the secrets of the organization!"
Fang Cheng stopped and smiled.
Although wearing a mask, I can't see my smile.
But those eyes that shine with Crimson light are particularly penetrating.
Jia Liang swallowed hard.
Fang Cheng then said calmly:
"Are you waiting for reinforcements?"
"I..."
Jia Liang's thoughts were revealed in one sentence, and he was instantly choked.
Fang Cheng stopped talking nonsense, stepped forward and grabbed one of his arms.
"Wait..."
Jia Liang struggled desperately, enduring the pain and twisting his body.
But that hand was as strong as Rebar, so powerful that he was unable to resist at all.
The cold needle tip instantly pierced the neck and plunged into the blood vessel.
The mysterious blue liquid was pushed into his body without mercy.
"Ah--"
Jia Liang screamed in extreme horror.
He was filled with despair. He never expected that several Experimental Subject would be executed in this way just now.
A few minutes later, he also fell into the prey of others, suffering almost the same Fate in the same way.
After the injection was completed, Fang Cheng let go of his hand, stepped aside, and observed quietly.
"You damn monster! Murderer!"
Jia Liang knew that there was no way for him to survive, so he risked his life and cursed with all his strength.
"You'd better pray that you won't be discovered by the organization from now on, otherwise, you will die a hundred or a thousand times worse than me!"
"Haha, do you think I'm just having fun?"
"You definitely don't know the horror of our Noah Organization. Don't think that it's over once you are killed."
"When the time comes, we will meet again, because I will be waiting for you in hell and watch you being eaten alive by other monsters and cut into pieces..."
His curses became more and more vicious, his face was distorted, and his voice was full of unconcealable fear.
Fang Cheng just stood there with cold eyes.
It is as if a Graduate Student is observing an experimental sample that is about to undergo a chemical reaction.
After a few minutes, the cursing stopped abruptly.
Instead, there was a scream that was even more shrill and inhuman.
"Ah--"
Jia Liang The skin all over the body turned red and emitted steam.
Just like Black Ox and Mouse before, horrific mutations began to occur.
The muscles under the skin squirmed and swelled crazily like living creatures, and soon burst the clothes and pants on his body.
Click! Click!
The bones and joints made a series of tooth-aching brittle sounds, as the bones were breaking, shifting, and trying to reorganize.
Jia Liang's eyes turned red, and he kept rolling on the ground and howling.
Just when it seemed like he couldn't hold it any longer.
"Squeak--"
Downstairs Street, there was a faint sound of tires screeching.
Fang Cheng stared hard, immediately walked to the window, opened a gap, and looked down.
A white refrigerated truck is parked downstairs at the moment.
Several men wearing Blue Work Uniform got out of the car, quickly opened the trunk and took out a stretcher and some cleaning tools.
"Noah Organization people are here?"
Fang Cheng thought slightly, turned around quickly, and looked at Jia Liang, who was still screaming and deformed.
With multiple fractures all over his body, he stood up from the ground tremblingly.
From those bloody wounds, many Granulation Tissue can be seen squirming, seemingly repairing the severely injured flesh.
This Noah Organization, Senior Cadre, has completely transformed into a monster nearly two meters tall, with muscles all over his body.
"Roar!"
He roared like a beast and stared at Fang Cheng with a pair of red eyes.
He seems to want revenge, eager to tear the person in front of him into pieces.
It's just that the injury was too severe and he didn't have time to heal, and he wasn't quite able to adapt to his new body, so his movements seemed a bit sluggish.
Fang Cheng met his gaze with no fear.
The body sank slightly, the right fist was brought to the side of the waist, and the five fingers were pinched loudly.
The muscles of the shoulders, back, waist, and hips interact with each other to form a perfect guide chain.
Power is like a well-charged flood, constantly rushing through the body.
A few seconds later, he stepped down suddenly, and his figure shot out like an arrow from a string, instantly appearing in front of the monster.
There are no fancy moves, just a simple and pure right Straight Punch.
Bang!
The fist tore through the air, with a dull Sonic Boom sound, and accurately hit the monster's head.
With a muffled sound like a watermelon exploding.
The monster's ugly head exploded with a sound.
Hot blood and brains, mixed with Bone Fragment, splashed out in a fan shape toward the back.
Instantly, a shocking red and white mark was left on the mottled wall.
The headless corpse swayed twice before falling heavily to the ground.
The mutated Jia Liang and Fang Cheng were successfully eliminated and were not in a hurry to leave.
He picked up a relatively clean rag from the ground, walked to the body, and dipped it in the fresh blood that flowed from the exploded head.
Then, I walked towards the mottled wall and started painting.
He held the blood-stained rag as if he were holding a paintbrush.
Warm and sticky blood is the best paint.
Swish, swish, swish.
Fang Cheng waved his arms rapidly, and blood flowed and spread along the cloth on the wall.
In the blink of an eye, a rough outline of the pattern was sketched.
At the same time, there was a rush of footsteps in the corridor.
Obviously, a group of people is quickly approaching here.
Fang Cheng held the blood-stained canvas, took a step back, and took a satisfied look at his work.
Then he picked up Canvas Bag on the ground, tidied it up briefly, then turned over and jumped out of the window.
His arms were raised in the air, and his sleeves made a sound like a Falcon spreading its wings.
In an instant, it disappeared into the Street shrouded in the night.
And almost the next second he left.
The door, with only a few wooden boards left, was completely broken open.
A group of people wearing Blue Work Uniform and carrying cleaning tools broke in.
When they saw the scene inside the house clearly, everyone was stunned and stood on the spot.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and a stench like burning protein, which was almost nauseating.
Four corpses of different shapes lay on the ground.
The entire room was in a mess, and the walls were covered with bullet holes and impact cracks.
It was like going through a small war, with blood and human tissue fragments scattered everywhere, as brutal as Shura Field.
"Then... what is that?"
Suddenly, someone screamed and pointed at the wall next to the window.
Everyone was shocked to hear this.
I saw that on the mottled wall, someone used the blood of the deceased to draw a huge and horrifying painting.
That is a human face.
A face with extremely distorted facial features and an exaggerated smile at the corners of the mouth.
It is like a demon crawling out of hell. After enjoying a feast of flesh and blood, it is facing the intruders with a mocking smile.
The dirty blood splattered everywhere on the wall has become its background.
Just looking at it makes you shudder.