2012, Rona Chicago, M.

    The night is rich, the lights are brilliant, neon flashes, and everywhere is a glittering and prosperous modern metropolis.

    On the top rooftop of a cluster of steel and concrete skyscrapers, a beam of bright light shot down from the sky, and with a loud roar of the propellers, a black streamlined helicopter hovered on the apron and landed steadily.

    Cabin door pull open, wearing a black combat suit of cold woman step out, melon face, willow leaf eyebrows, phoenix eyes, red cherry lips, only the word can be described as absolute color. Slender body curve exquisite, black wave and waist long hair rippling with the wind, dark pupil eyes in the dark night as if a bright cold diamond, surrounded by arrogant and confident temperament lingers, so that people do not dare to look at.

    Woman from the waist to take off a disk, jade arm dash wave, a long steel cable rises up "swoosh" hooked opposite the top of the 89-storey high.

    Military boots under the feet lightly pointing to the ground, slim body full of explosive force as if a swift panther jumped up and grabbed the roller eagle generally gliding through the air.

    A clean action, only in a few moments has fallen lightly on the opposite side of the skyscraper, like a gecko in the smooth as a mirror on the outside wall of the building agile hands to move around.

    "This is it! Honey, this is the only dead center inside the YS headquarters!" An excited female voice came from the miniature headset inside her ear.

    Bang!

    The large floor-to-ceiling tempered glass was slammed down by the petite fist, appearing to crack as if it were a spider's web as it crumbled and shattered.

    "Oh! Darling, you're so violent! The old lady can already foresee a nightmare in store for YS tonight."

    "Dear Joe Green, it's your turn to start!"

    "Small case, give me 30 seconds ...... hmmmm, OK! The entire security system network in the building has been intercepted by me, as long as you don't trigger the ultimate alarm setting switch, you can do whatever you want inside this YS headquarters with the world's tightest security, so don't worry and do it boldly! "

    Willow eyebrows flying, with the arrogance and confidence of the only one, the woman proudly returned, "The show is on!"

    --

    YS, is the world's largest yakuza organization, the headquarters of the tight defense can be called a brick wall, arms and weapons equipment, video infrared monitoring efforts, special personnel deployment, all are high-end top.

    At this time, in the large monitoring room within the YS, eight special personnel with solemn expressions and gloomy breaths were staring at the opposite monitoring wall with their eyes tightly fixed. Suddenly, the screen flickered for 0.1 seconds, only to become clear again in the blink of an eye.

    One man asked in a deep voice in a daze, "What just ...... happened?"

    The others wondered, "What is it?"

    The man frowned at the memory and said uncertainly, "The image seemed to flash."

    The others patted his shoulder and laughed, "Hey ...... man, I think you are too nervous, this is the YS headquarters, just a fly can not come in!"

    The man shook his head, also thinking that he was being hasty, what could be wrong with the YS headquarters building with the tightest security system in the world? It was 80% a case of misreading.

    This little episode was quickly forgotten by the crowd, unbeknownst to them, inside the headquarters building that they were so proud of in their hearts, there was a god of killing leisurely descending as if he were in no man's land!

    --

    At the same moment, inside the bedroom of the penthouse luxury suite.

    Ambiguous panting and rapid breathing continued to sound, and passion filled the air.

    On the    kingsize bed, Wilson, the YS boss, was getting up from a sexy blonde woman, his cold face still with the satisfaction of faded passion.

    Suddenly, a subtle sound came to his ears, the sound is both short and light, but for him this kind of knife-head licking blood of the mob boss is really too familiar, that is engraved in the blood and bones of the ......

    The sound of a pistol being loaded!

    Hell no!

    The desire in Wilson's eyes instantly faded transforming into a beastly ferocious gloom as his muscular sturdy body quickly straightened up.

    But only halfway up, he dared not move ......

    A cold, round object was pressed straight against the back of his head, and a creepy feeling ran steeply from the soles of his feet and along his back to his heart.

    Muzzle!

    A cool female voice came from behind herself, teasingly saying in a standard American English, "Well, the reaction speed is not bad."

    Still immersed in the pleasure of the blonde beauty steeply heard this voice, surprised under the fierce open eyes, and then stared at the horror of the eyes open mouth to let out a scream. A cold stream of light flashed in front of her eyes, "poof" sound, scarlet line of blood from the throat soared out of the sky, her pupils expand steeply, convulsive plump body fell on the wide and comfortable bed.

    Blood sprayed all over Wilson's head and face as he stiffened and gulped, trying his best to be calm as he asked, "Who are you? What do you want?"

    The woman behind him lets out a soft laugh unexpectedly, and slowly turns to her side with the Glock 17 in her hand against his head.

    Wilson finally saw her appearance, this is a as long as you have seen a side will never forget the face, that is like the moon god general cold, noble, proud, let a person can not help but heart shock. However, her body wildly clamor with the heavy cold killing gas, but as if the darkness of the hell of death is daunting.

    The woman looked down on him like a high and mighty queen, towering over him with an aura of death, her gaze like ice and her eyes sharp.

    The pressure of such a woman, powerful enough to make him, a YS yakuza boss, cringe, a name immediately sprang to Wilson's mind, instantly giving him a crushing feeling of the sky falling in on him.

    "You are ......"

    KING!

    The King of Killers, the Overlord of Darkness!

    A myth that no one in the assassin world knows about, a legend to be feared ......

    She specializes in combat, sparring, Muay Thai, Tae Kwon Do, Karate, fencing, and archery;

    She is well versed in arms and firearms, any type of gun and ammunition from all over the world, assembled with her eyes closed, and shot a hundred times;

    She is a first-rate ninja, flying over walls, scaling buildings and walls, hiding her body, covering her breath and blending in with all kinds of environments, and waiting for the opportunity to assassinate in an unexpected way.

    However, these are only secondary, the most powerful is her record - she is a miracle, is the existence of all the killers for the struggle but always out of reach, debut ten years, mission success rate of up to one hundred percent, refreshed one after another impossible mythological mission!

    Turning his hand to the clouds, turning his hand to the rain.

    So far, no one who has been targeted by her has survived!

    The woman's extremely stylish danfeng eyes rose slightly and her red lips hooked up, "Obviously you've recognized me, which is good, Wilson, welcome to hell!"

    "No ......" A hint of despair and fear flashed within Wilson's widened pupils, followed closely by a kind of madness that breaks down and dies with him.

    With a dry, muffled thud from the Glock 17, a bullet passed through his head from his temple bursting into a cloud of blood, scarlet blood and white brain matter gurgling out as he fell headfirst onto the bed, out of breath!

    The woman's eyes were cold without a hint of fluctuation, pulling out the dagger inserted between the blonde's throat, rubbing it as she connected to the satellite transmitter, and the woman's voice from earlier instantly resounded in the headset, "Oh! Dear Leng Xia, you actually waited for that man to finish venting before killing her, old lady almost couldn't stand it!"

    The woman called Leng Xia smiled sweetly and said back, "Yes, dear, that man is indeed not bad looking, with a strong, handsome and charming body. Well, did you enjoy watching it through the satellite camera?"

    "I'm your best partner, and you're flirting with me like that!"

    Leng Xia was just about to retaliate, when suddenly his heart sank, something was wrong! This is a kind of intuition, since the life and death line struggled countless times before the life and death intuition. She sank her face and quickly looked around, suddenly, a cold and vicious killing aura flashed in her eyes, her gaze fixed behind Wilson's corpse.

    Wilson's fingerprints were clearly imprinted on a small, all but inconspicuous button next to the nightstand!

    At the same time, Qiao Qing's anxious voice rang out in the headset, "Leng Xia! Wilson triggered the ultimate alarm setting switch at the last moment, all the doors and windows of the entire YS headquarters building have now been closed, and all the people will arrive at the first opportunity!"

    "I'll connect a fake video to the security footage to mislead them, and then remotely cut off the power below the top floor, now you still have ......3 3 minutes! 3 minutes later the backup power in the building will be activated, and then there will be hundreds or thousands of YS's coming through the elevators, staircases, entrances and exits, and even the ventilation ducts to surround and block you!"

    "Your only way out is the dead end you came from, go back the way you came as fast as you can!"

    Leng Xia listened while taking out one black part from his waist, his hands flew rapidly, and in only a split second's time he had already assembled a submachine gun.

    As early as when she saw that button she had already guessed this situation, I'm afraid that Wilson was prepared to threaten her with the Ultimate Alarm Setting Switch at that time, but she just didn't expect her to strike so quickly and without hesitation and completely didn't give him a chance to make a deal.

    But even if she knew this it wouldn't change anything, she was the King of Killers, there was no one she couldn't kill or do, so what if the ultimate alarm was set? The King of Killers didn't have the word fear in her dictionary!

    Deflecting his head to look out the window of this skyscraper with his chin held high, tonight's night is beautiful, the bright moon is like a hook, the stars are twinkling, and countless neon signs shine in the distance in the city, the lights are bright and colorful.

    Leng Xia's dark eyes did not have a trace of worry, there was only an almost arrogant color of confidence, a kind of kingly arrogance that looked down on the world and was the only one!

    Elegantly snapping his fingers, Leng Xia held the submachine gun and loaded the bullets, imitating a civet cat darting out of the suite.

    The calm, cocky voice returned, "Don't worry, darling, don't forget I'm - KING!"