Z City.

"Dr. Wang Ping, do you really want to resign? Recently the hospital has seen an increase in patients, the manpower is not quite enough, it is a period of tension, when this month passes, the hospital will give you an extra amount of overtime ......"

The director of the Second People's Hospital is trying to persuade the short-haired woman in front of him at this moment.

Wang Ping is one of the few people in the hospital who has a high degree and holds a dual medical and nursing certificate, has worked for more than three years, performed well, worked hard, and was paid below the industry level, but never asked for a salary increase.

In addition to her ability, Wang Ping is also a tall, pretty-faced woman, and she always has a feeling of spring breeze together. Some patients even appointed Wang Ping to see them specifically.

Therefore, the dean valued her, even if Wang Ping took leave from time to time, he would also pass. But the sudden resignation made the dean lose his peace, he thought Wang Ping was not satisfied with the existing income and wanted to jump ship to a better hospital.

In that case, he could only raise some salary appropriately and say some good words to keep her, the second hospital could not do without her.

Wang Ping bowed to the dean, full of apologies, "I'm sorry, I really have an emergency at home, I have to go home for a trip, I may not come back for a few months."

"Dr. Wang Ping ah, stay, the salary will rise later, you are so young, soon you can become the director, when the annual salary of three to five hundred thousand are easy ......"

The dean could not continue, because Wang Ping's expression did not have a trace of relief, see that she really has The important thing.

Seeing that her intention to go has been decided, regardless of whether she is really something at home, the dean also has no choice but to say, "Well, I will give you a signature now, even if you resign, the second hospital is always welcome to come back."

"Thank you, Dean!" Wang Ping gratefully bowed again, tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, and it could be seen that she was also very reluctant to leave.

......

After leaving the second hospital, Wang Ping took a taxi back to her apartment.

Wang Ping, no, she should be called Zhang Wan Ling, returned home and took off her disguise.

Her gentle expression gradually became as cold as frost, eyes flashing with a sharp light, like a sheathed sword, no one dared to look at her for two seconds more.

At this moment, she and the gentle Wang Ping in the hospital are like two people.

Each member of the BST organization has at least two identities, and some special guys even have triple or even quadruple identities.

The main income of the BST is to take money from the upper echelons and do some dirty work for clients who can't easily come forward, such as killing people.

Killing is a risky business with a high cost of failure, and Zhang Wanling has never missed a shot. So she had a high status and value in the organization, even though essentially she was just a tool.

Zhang Wanling never thought that she would have a day when she too would be hunted down and killed. And the one who was after her was an author of a higher rank than Xu Fang - harboring a grudge.

A Xu Fang made her afraid, how to deal with the more difficult Huai Hate in Mind?

The only way to escape is to run away, and the only way to end up in pieces is to fight hard.

The most important thing is to contact the organization and apply for emergency protection.

Zhang Wanling did not arrogantly think that with their own hands can kill that guy. On the contrary, the greater the ability, the more cautious she is.

Inside the apartment, Zhang Wanling took out a black box from under the bed and she opened it.

Inside the box was a GlockG43 pistol, a sharp dagger, a number of bullets, and a small bottle of potassium cyanide. This was previously sent to her by the organization through a special channel.

She could not act hastily, and had to consult the BST beforehand.

The gun and dagger would be difficult to take with her if she took the train. Although the lead box can shield the scanner's X-rays, if the security inspector asks her to open the suitcase, then she will have to go to the police station.

But good killers are good at using objects that can be found everywhere as weapons. Even without a gun, Zhang Wanling has many weapons available to kill people and can be no less powerful than a firearm.

Zhang Wanling made a phone call to the headquarters.

The person who answered the phone was a robot, and the main content was a sales pitch for insurance, but the price was so high that most people lost interest once they heard it, but it was actually a disguise.

There was no sneaky session of secret code pairing, she just had to enter a string of personal passwords and leave a message, guided by the intelligent customer service.

She briefly said that she was in a dangerous situation and needed help, about the Horror Novel Web author, she could only wait for contact with the informant before elaborating. As for how the organization would protect her, it would only depend on them.

That night, Zhang Wanling received a text message from a stranger: Old Samuel Tree.

After seeing the message on it, she breathed a sigh of relief, then deleted the text message.

The BST had already received the message and asked the informant to meet her. The "old locust tree" said the address was in the new tree district of South Locust Road in the old city of S.

When she arrived in S, it was already after 2:00 in the middle of the night.

It was raining in S. The sky was much darker than in Z. The clouds were darker than the night, and they were so dark that people couldn't get up, and they could hear the thunder that was churning behind the clouds.

Zhang Wanling didn't look for the informant directly, but called the headquarters again to report her location.

This was a necessary link, and she could only contact the informant after receiving permission, during which time the BST might send someone to monitor her to make sure she showed no signs of betrayal.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Wanling received an unfamiliar text message, but the content of the message was blank.

The organization had given permission.

Zhang Wanling deleted the text message, bought an umbrella in front of the train station, and took a taxi to the old city, South Huai Nan Road, but instead of going to the Xin Shu neighborhood, she got off at the intersection.

The next road had entered the BST's monitoring range, and she needed to walk there alone to prove that she had come alone.

As the rain continued to fall, she carried an umbrella in her right hand and a suitcase in her left, her sharp eyes scanning the surroundings.

The old city is the least densely populated area in S. The late night rainy days of South Huai Nan Road, looking in from the intersection, there was not a single person. The dim streetlights faintly flicker, intertwining intermittent light in the rain.

If the noise caused by the wind and rain is discarded, this place may be as silent as death.

She felt a vague sense of unease.

She suddenly felt that something was not quite right, but where exactly could not be said.

Zhang Wan Ling does not care who can win between Xu Fang and the grudge, no matter who wins, the winner will not let her go as a person who knows. To speculate on others with the greatest malice, although it may be wronged good people, but will never treat themselves.

She will not take any chances that the other party will let herself go. Even if she is close to meeting the informant, she will not relent. Only when she gets inside the organization can she feel somewhat safe.

Hopefully, she wouldn't be pulled into that damned grievance examination room anymore.

Zhang Wanling walked gently, carrying her suitcase in her hands so as not to make a sound.

South Soprano Road is a long closed road, the further in, the narrower the road, the left and right sides are all more than 3 meters high wall, the wall is plastered with all kinds of advertising, the bottom of the wall is piled with garbage.

The new tree district is at the end of the road. Zhang Wanling has been here many times, but all in the time of the mission, for the first time to take refuge.

A few dozen meters from the entrance of the community, Zhang Wanling suddenly stopped in his tracks.

There is a killing aura.

Ordinary people may not feel, but as a killer she is particularly sensitive to this malice, almost can be said to be the sixth sense.

But until now, she did not see a person on this road.

She stared ahead.

The rain was falling and visibility was poor. By the light of the street lamp, she could already see the gate of the neighborhood.

Between her and the gate, there seems to be something wrong.

Zhang Wanling thought she was wrong, squinted her eyes and looked carefully again.

There seems to be a small area where there is no rain. The rain fell on that small area, it automatically avoided.

There was an invisible person standing there?

When she was wondering, that area actually moved slightly, and a black hole appeared out of thin air.

At the same time, her whole body sweat hair stood up. A strong sense of crisis stimulated her nerves, her body reacted first than her brain, and she fiercely flashed to the side.

"Whoosh!"

The bullet grazed her ear and a stinging pain shot through her cheek and ear.

Too late to check her wounds, she quickly ducked behind the suitcase, followed by the impact coming from it.

There was an unseen person forty meters in front of her shooting her with a gun, and she had just been nearly shot in the head.

What happened? What had gone wrong? Was it someone from BST? Or did the author kill them?

"Who are you?" She shouted out as she hid behind the suitcase.

She searched for cover, but the nearest streetlight was still 20 meters behind her, and if she turned to run, she would expose her back to the man. If she retreated slowly, it would take a long time.

The terrain was extremely unfavorable to her.

The invisible man did not answer, and fired 8 more shots toward Zhang Wanling's position. 3 of the bullets were empty, 4 got stuck in the suitcase, and only one penetrated the suitcase and hit her on the right arm.

After that, the shooting stopped.

The man may be changing ammunition, if the change of bullets, she will only be able to withstand another round of shooting. The other side seemed to see that she did not have a gun and seemed very relaxed.

Zhang Wanling is very calm, between the attack and escape decisively chose the former.

Without hesitation, she jumped out from behind the suitcase and took out two coins, she endured the pain and threw them at him with all her strength, then took out her knife and ran quickly towards him.

The moment the coins came into contact with the man's body, it was as if they had touched something and were instantly bounced away.

But that man also did not expect Zhang Wanling did not escape, but instead killed over. He took a few steps back, as if to pull away, but Zhang Wanling's speed was so fast that it took less than five seconds for the distance between them to be reduced to five meters.

At such a close distance, Zhang Wanling saw the outline of the invisible man in the rain - about the same height as her, slightly taller than her, very thin, at least not the type that can fight.

Judging from his body type, he was not Xu Fang, nor could he be an informer, so there was only one possibility - to hold a grudge!

Kill him! Or she would be killed!

This thought flashed through Zhang Wan Ling's mind, and with the bottom of her foot once again, the knife in her hand turned into a sharp silver light and slashed at the invisible man's head.

"Poof!!!"

Seeing that the invisible man was about to be killed, Zhang Wan Ling flung herself to the ground in a stiff posture.

The situation was instantly reversed.

"With a bang, her body split into pieces, her limbs exploded and blood splashed everywhere, she didn't even scream.

Until she died, Zhang Wanling did not know how she died. Her expression was fixed in the panic before she died, her head broke away from her neck and rolled like a ball for a long time before stopping.