A white Audi A4 sped past Queen's Avenue. Rows of tall buildings that reached the clouds quickly retreated in the rearview mirror. Mu Chenxue held the steering wheel with a stern expression and steadily passed through the high-rise buildings. It did not take long for the car to reach Qingshan Road.
The longer the time passed, the more remote the place the car drove to was. It bypassed the mountain highway and went all the way to the top of the mountain. Slowly, a majestic mansion hidden behind the dense forest appeared in front of them.
This was the clubhouse of the assassin organization in Hong Kong. This secret base that occupied nearly 3,000 square meters was mysterious and low-key. Few people knew that there was such a mansion in the middle of the mountain. Coupled with the high-tech mechanisms inside, there were even fewer people who could enter. There was no need to worry about the paparazzi tracking them.
When they passed by the magnificent light gold carved iron gate, Mu Chenxue took off the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose and aimed her eyes at the automatic detection camera that could rotate 360 degrees on the side of the gate. After a slight click, Mu Chenxue's image matched the eyeball texture correctly, and the gate slowly opened automatically.
Mu Chenxue put on her sunglasses again and drove straight through the gate. She followed the spacious road in the middle of the lawn and stopped in front of an independent red-tiled bungalow.
This was the place where Mu Chenxue lived, which was left behind by Benny. After changing into a light blue dress, she went straight to the main building. She passed through many checkpoints to verify her identity, passed through layers of thick steel iron gates, and took the elevator to the highest 18 floors.
This was the core of the entire assassin organization. At the end of the corridor was a large and luxurious conference room. Inside was an open, high-tech room with multi-media. As long as a button was pressed, the tables and chairs would automatically grow out from the ground and automatically be put away when they were not used.
When Mu Chenxue pushed open the door of the conference room, it was already packed with people. Not only were all the assassins and assassin agents from the assassin headquarters gathered, but the intelligence department, as well as the elders and main assassins under their names from all over the country, had also come. The huge conference room was packed with hundreds of people.
Standing at the front of the meeting was the boss of the assassins, Old Dragon Chu Aotian. He was already in his early seventies, but he looked energetic. Although his hair was already gray, from his face, there were only a few more wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. He looked at most in his early fifties.
Chu Aotian was happily discussing something with some elders who had rushed over from all over the world. Occasionally, he would let out one or two forthright laughs. Mu Chenxue stood at the outermost edge and could hear them from such a distance.
Just by looking at Chu Aotian, it was impossible to tell that he was actually the leader of the world's largest assassin organization. Instead, he was just like an ordinary wealthy old man who had retired from a family business. He was cheerful and happy.
Not long after, a young man in a black suit approached Chu Aotian and whispered a few words in his ear. Chu Aotian nodded, and the young man quickly left.
Chu Aotian greeted the elders beside him with a relaxed expression. After about ten minutes, he took the microphone from the person beside him. With a light tap of his hand, the sound system rang a few times, and then a light but dazzling sound rang out.
The noisy crowd instantly quieted down, and their eyes all looked at Chu Aotian on the stage. Their eyes were filled with respect and admiration without exception.
The room of hundreds of people instantly became quiet, so quiet that one could even hear a pin drop on the ground.
Seeing that everyone was so cooperative, Chu Aotian couldn't help but laugh humorously." I haven't even started to say that everyone should calm down. Why is everyone so self-aware of it?”
Everyone looked at each other, and there was a slight laughter and conversation in the crowd.
Chu Aotian smiled like a loving old father who didn't provoke the world. He reached out his hand and made a quiet gesture, and the people in the room quieted down again.
Chu Aotian raised the microphone." I see. Today, all the elites of the assassins are gathered here. Ah, listen to an old man like me talk for the last time.”
When they heard Chu Aotian say the last two words, everyone looked surprised and puzzled. However, although they were surprised, the hundreds of people did not make a single sound to interrupt Chu Aotian's words.
Looking around the entire hall, Chu Aotian took in the surprise in everyone's eyes. He continued to smile kindly and said," Today, I gathered everyone here to inform everyone that I am old and should retire from this stage and leave more opportunities for the young and promising next generation.”As he spoke, he looked at the older elders around him and nodded with a smile.
To put it nicely, retirement was a retirement. Chu Aotian had been planning this for a long time, but it was very sudden when everyone heard it. To put it bluntly, the fate of an assassin was only one word, and that was death. There was no such thing as retirement. Chu Aotian didn't want his retirement to be complicated, so he didn't reveal a word to the public. He was afraid that there would be an accident during the process of washing his hands of the golden basin.
Following Chu Aotian's wishes, the process of washing his hands in the golden basin went very smoothly. When four top-notch assassins with high status carried a golden basin filled with water to the stage, Chu Aotian did not even say anything more and directly washed his hands to announce the end of his assassin career. After that, he would hand over everything about the assassin to his grandson, Chu Lingfeng. He would no longer ask about any matters in the organization, and the ceremony of washing his hands in the golden basin was over.
Although Chu Lingfeng was only twenty-six years old, he had been in the industry for twelve years, and his results were quite good. He had never failed in his career as an assassin. Everyone, including seven or eight elders, had no objections to Chu Lingfeng being the next leader of the assassins.
Mu Chenxue stood in the crowd and watched Chu Lingfeng accept everyone's congratulations. Among the many envious and jealous gazes, Mu Chenxue's gaze was the only one that was cold and calm.
Mu Chenxue was not worried that Chu Lingfeng would not be able to convince the masses. In her eyes, Chu Lingfeng was almost omnipotent, like a god. He knew how to kill people, he knew how to negotiate, he knew how to buy vegetables, he knew how to cook, he knew how to bargain…There was nothing that Chu Lingfeng couldn't do.
From then on, he was the high and mighty, cold-blooded leader of the assassins. And she was a little assassin that he had trained and had just debuted.
Chu Lingfeng never looked at him in the eye, and it was impossible for him to take him to heart. In the eyes of everyone, the two of them were like parallel lines that never intersected. If they met, they would be separated forever.
Mu Chenxue was hiding in an inconspicuous corner, lost in her thoughts. She was in a state of disgust and self-abandonment that she could not extricate herself from. In a trance, she seemed to hear someone calling her.
" Phantom, Phantom..." Xue Ying, who was closest to Mu Chenxue, pushed her arm. Seeing that Mu Chenxue had finally returned to her senses and looked at him, Xue Ying pouted at her, indicating for her to stand on the stage.# Daguan Review Passed: Daguan Time:111420183: 50PM #Cancel Review All: wdd201302 Time:111420185:55PM
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