God Bestows Evil Chapter 182

Chapter 182 Killer's Creed

Wu Xian's plan has a high success rate.

But he waited until midnight and did not see anyone coming out of the villa. He only heard the occasional popping sound coming from the villa.

The risk of going directly into the villa to find someone to enslave is too high, you are just kidding with your own life.

Everyone inside should have gone to sleep after midnight, and no one would come out again, so Wu Xian planned to retreat first and come back early tomorrow to stay.

But he just had the intention of quitting.

I saw the courtyard door of the villa open automatically, as if inviting Wu Xian to come in.

Wu Xian's heart suddenly tightened.

Did he be discovered by someone in the villa?

He wanted to drive away directly, but found that the old car could not start again, and the light at the door of the villa became brighter than before. Wu Xian slammed the steering wheel and carefully stepped into the villa with the explosive bag.

Just after entering the door.

Wu Xian stopped.

Because he saw the corpse sitting at the door. The corpse's throat was cut open, the blood stained the clothes, and the eyes were empty and blank, as if he still didn't understand what happened.

This is the security guard of the villa…

Wu Xian swallowed and felt his throat was a little cold. Now he finally understood why no one came out of the villa.

Creak…

The main door of the villa also opened automatically, and there was a pool of blood on the carpet in front of the door.

Wu Xian didn't want to go in.

But he has obviously been targeted. In this case, the chance of turning around and running away is not very good. It is better to follow the other party's arrangements and figure out what the other party wants to do.

There are two corpses in the entrance living room.

One of them was a woman, who had a red wine glass in her hand and her throat was cut. The other man seemed to have discovered the enemy and was holding a strange bell in his hand. Before he could activate his power, a hole was opened in his forehead.

It is a gunshot wound.

But Wu Xian was outside and only heard a popping sound, so a silencer should have been used, and perhaps subsonic bullets.

In terms of killing efficiency, pistols are much higher than ordinary god-worshipping props.

Wu Xian went forward and saw more than a dozen corpses.

These corpses seemed to be people who lived in this villa. There were no signs of struggle. They were all killed instantly. The deceased probably did not know who the enemy was until they died.

At this time.

Wu Xian's mentality was actually much more relaxed than before.

The people who died in the villa were all family members. I am afraid that Aunt He's organization has been destroyed. This is enough to show how powerful the murderer is. Whether Wu Xian is vigilant or not is of little significance.

Since Wu Xian is still alive, it means that the other party does not want him to die for the time being.

finally.

Wu Xian followed the guidance of the blood and came to the study room on the top floor.

There are finally some signs of struggle here.

Four bodies fell to the ground.

One is a very stylish, fat middle-aged man in a suit, who should be the head of the organization.

One is a young yellow-haired man with a fierce face and an ancient sword in his hand. He may be the ace thug of the organization.

The third one was Aunt He, whom Wu Xian was familiar with. This mysterious aunt in the blessed land was lying on the ground with no dignity, her eyes were still open, and she looked like she was dead.

The last one was a pervert who was both male and female. The mobile phone he held looked familiar to Wu Xian, so Wu Xian walked over and took out a bank card with blood stains from his pocket.

Except these four people.

There was another living person in the room, a middle-aged man with unshaven beard and temperament. He was sitting on the boss's chair, watching Wu Xian's movements curiously, and greeted him after Wu Xian stopped.

“We meet again.”

Wu Xian looked at this man and twitched the corner of his mouth. He knew this man. Jing Ke!

The organization that caused this killing is obviously Creed.

Jing Ke leaned forward and asked Wu Xian in a deep voice with a huge sense of oppression.

“Why are you here? Are you here to sign up for this organization?”

If you don't answer this question well, you may die on the spot, but Wu Xian is very confident, and he shows Jing Ke the bomb in his bag.

“I'm here to collect debts and kill people on the way.”

Jing Ke leaned back, the feeling of oppression on his body disappeared, and he turned back into a somewhat depressed middle-aged man, spinning leisurely on the swivel chair, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became much more relaxed.

“This is not okay, young man, you are too impulsive. Bomb cases have a bad impact on society.”

“Is it okay to kill everyone to eliminate their influence?”

Wu Xian rolled his eyes, pulled off the **** chair cushion, and sat opposite Jing Ke. After understanding the opponent's position, he had nothing to be nervous about.

“You told me before that stable order is hard-won, evil spirits have already come, and human beings should not fight among themselves. I thought the Creed Organization was an organization with a relatively mild philosophy and a martyr temperament.”

Jing Ke spread his hands.

“We are really gentle, but unfortunately there are always people who can't get over it and want this rare peace to disappear. We can only let them disappear before that.”

Wu Xian nodded, and then suddenly came back to his senses.

“Then your Jing Ke…”

“Of course it's a code name.”

Jing Ke smiled: "Don't you really think that my name is Jing Ke?"

Wu Xian suddenly felt the desire to complain.

Co-authored this so-called Creed organization, which is the Creed of Assassin's Creed!

Wu Xian felt strange before.

Even though the stability of the real world is very important, most of the dependents don't like to fight in reality, but with such a huge number of dependents, there will always be restless guys like Aunt He.

This is human nature, and it cannot be easily eliminated without the threat of enemies.

But if the Creed Organization has this style of painting, then everything makes sense. It's not that there are no people or organizations in the real world who want to cause trouble, but most of them have been destroyed by the Creed Organization.

Wu Xian was silent for a while and asked a somewhat offensive question.

"Your creed organization is supervising the order of the real world, so... who will supervise you?"

"nobody!"

Jing Ke smiled.

“So our principle for recruiting new members is that members must have beliefs that are willing to sacrifice for them. When a certain top becomes corrupt, others will initiate self-renovation of the organization!”

“My code name, Jing Ke, was obtained after I personally killed the previous Jing Ke.”

Wu Xian was speechless and Jing Ke did not continue to speak. The two fell into an awkward silence. They did not have many personal topics.

After a while, Jing Ke suddenly remembered something: "I can go to your house..."

Before Jing Ke could say the word "cengfan", Wu Xian interrupted him with another sentence.

“I know a guy who wants to join the Creed, and I think he has quite a bit of potential.”

Wu Xian made some pleasant remarks about Hu Yunkuan's performance in the blessed land. After hearing this, Jing Ke suddenly became interested.

"Who is this guy?"

Wu Xian rubbed his hands in embarrassment.

“That...agency fee?”

(End of this chapter)

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