The three people in the room turned their heads suddenly, and their faces turned pale when they saw the mask.

According to legend, every special envoy of the Shangxie Society will wear a white expression mask... This sentence echoed in Takano Utsuda's mind. He stared at the strange and sly mask, and his body trembled with naked eyes.

"The Shangxiehuihui... The fourth special envoy, JOKER!" The head of the Futian family said almost gritted his teeth, and his palms were covered with sweat.

"It seems that my reputation is quite good." Ji Qianming sneered, "But I want to correct it. Now, I am the second special envoy."

In the past two years, he has almost perfectly completed every mission issued by the Shangxie Society. His footprints are spread all over the world, including the Philippines, France, Kazakhstan, Australia, and Japan. He has killed politicians, destroyed gangs, worked as pirates, snatched treasures from other countries, and killed countless powerful people...

His reputation has spread overseas and is terrifying. The mask of laughter and cry has become a taboo for countless people. In their perception, once he encounters this mask of laughter and cry, it is the same danger as facing the god of death. In a sense, his reputation is more useful than the first special envoy, the missionary master.

After Chen Ge refused to recruit Ji Mingmao, he was naturally promoted to the second special envoy, and in Shangxiehuihui, he was truly one person and above ten thousand people!

Of course, this is not the mysterious president.

"The second special envoy!" The Futian family leader's face looked even more ugly. He remembered that the envoy who had cleared most of the poles before seemed to be the second special envoy. Could it be that they will repeat the same mistake this time?!

The head of the Ukita family secretly signaled the guards around him not to rush to take action. After taking a deep breath, he respectfully said to Ji Qianming: "I wonder what the second envoy is coming to Tokyo?"

Ji Qianming walked slowly to the low table, like a polite guest. He sat on the table, played with the fruits on the table, and spoke lightly:

"I heard that your Futian family has a wind chime that can confuse people's hearts?"

The head of the Futian family shrank slightly, and then he laughed, "The second envoy is really kidding. We are just ordinary gangsters, how could there be such an incredible thing?"

Ji Qianming glanced at the guard beside Futian and sneered, "Can ordinary gangsters have a fourth-level thug?"

The expression of the head of the Futian family was a little stiff, "He was originally my subordinate, but later he awakened his abilities. Because I had kindness to him in the past, I voluntarily stayed by my side. Special Envoy, is there any problem?"

Ji Qianming smiled, "It seems that you don't want to hand over it."

Hearing this, Takano Utsuda couldn't help it, and looked at the head of the Utsuda family pleaded with a crying voice: "Father, just give the things to the Special Envoy! I, I don't want to die yet!"

"Bastard!" The head of the Futian family was furious and slapped him hard on the table, hating why he had such a coward son.

However, Ji Qianming heard keenly. Behind the loud sound of slapping the table, a faint sound of wind chimes came out. At the same time, the fourth-level guard behind the head of the Futian family suddenly rose up, and his hands turned into a pair of dark red weapons, roaring towards Ji Qianming's neck.

bite--!

A crisp sound echoed throughout the room. Ji Qianming sat steadily at the low table. At some point, a long light blue knife had appeared on his right hand, which lightly blocked the guard's sneak attack. His eyes looked at the head of the Futian family with a smile.

Swish!

The head of Futian family touched his hand under the low table, and a black pistol had already pointed at Ji Qianming's forehead. A grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and pulled the trigger hard.

Click!

The head of the Futian family froze the corner of his mouth. He had already hooked the trigger, but the bullet did not penetrate Ji Qianming's head as he imagined. The pistol that had been with him for several years was actually stuck at this time.

Kick!!

The head of the Futian family did not give up and tweaked the trigger several times, but no bullet was released from the bore. Looking at the mask of laughter and crying in front of him, a hint of despair appeared in his heart.

Ji Qianming slowly stretched out his left hand to hold Futian's hand holding the gun, slowly shifted the muzzle to his head, and instead aimed at the guard behind him.

"Or why don't you try again now? Can you shoot?" Ji Qianming narrowed his eyes and said lightly.

As a result of the devil, Futian subconsciously hooked the trigger.

Bang--!

The buzzing gunshot suddenly came out, frightening Takano Fukuda beside him, and a bullet flew out of the muzzle like lightning and shot straight into the guard's eyebrows. The guard with the blade turned into a blade was directly bounced out by the powerful recoil.

The owner of the Futian family widened his eyes and spoke in disbelief: "This! How is this possible! This gun was obviously..."

Ji Qianming held midnight in his right hand, and brushed the pistol in Futian's hand with his left hand. In the blink of an eye, the gun flashed into his hand. He casually held the pistol and gently knocked it on the low table. The metal pistol was like paper-made, completely deformed by the impact and turned into a pile of scrap iron.

He looked at Ukita with a slutty look, and his figure flashed to the side like a ghost, avoiding a dark red slash. He turned his head to look at the guard who turned into dark red metal. There was a bullet embedded in it in the middle of his eyebrows. However, because his body structure was too hard, this level of attack did not shoot through the skin at all.

"Is the body strengthening... it's really boring." Ji Qianming murmured, sideways and avoids the crazy guard's two swords, urging the "time" to fool the crying clown. His entire speed skyrockets several times, and a vague afterimage comes out and arrives in front of the guard.

He gently stretched out his right hand and wiped it between the guard's dark red neck. A smooth cut through the other's neck along his fingertips, as if a supreme quick knife had slashed his throat, and blood gushed out.

Ji Qianming's figure flashed, avoiding the bloody rain in the sky, but the bloody rain was directly sprayed on the unexpectedly caught Futian and his son, and their bodies were dyed red. A strong smell of blood filled the entire room.

In one encounter, you can kill the fourth level in seconds.

The body was stained with other people's blood. The spoiled young master Takano immediately howled out, struggling to lean against the wall behind him, looking at Ji Qianming as if he was looking at a demon.

The head of the Futian family looked at the separated guards of the man's head and murmured to himself: "Impossible, this is impossible. This guy's enhanced body cannot even penetrate the sniper cannon. How did he do it..."

Ji Qianming picked up the teacup beside the low table, shook it gently, raised his eyes to look at the frightened head of the Futian family, and spoke lightly:
Chapter completed!