Late at night, the CPO dormitory area was pitch black. Yang Yan went to Ning Ling's apartment and packed her clothes. Edward sent him to ensure his safety. Ning Ling was in the CPO and did not need anyone to protect him. The defense here is the most tight in the United States except Buckingham Palace.

Ning Ling got up from the bed, walked to the window, looked out, but could not see anything. Except for the dim street lights, it was quiet outside without a trace of sound. After half a month of rest, her wound was scarred, but she still could not exercise vigorously to avoid the wound breaking.

She looked out the window. Although she knew that this was the safest place in New York, her uneasiness did not weaken at all. The female instinct told her that an extreme danger was slowly approaching her. Whether it was a worry or anything else, Edward and Yang Yan were not around now. She turned her head and looked at her son sleeping in the cradle. Now she was the only one who could protect her son.

What's more, the so-called safest place may not be safe. If there is a traitor, the safest place may become the most dangerous place.

Just as she was thinking about this, she suddenly saw two black shadows flashing in the yard, and her movements were very fast, but she still saw clearly that they were two people wearing black clothes. Their goal was to look straight towards here.

"There's a problem!" A hint of alert flashed through her mind. She turned around and picked up her son, and put him carefully into the wardrobe. The wardrobe was breathable, so she was not worried that her son would suffocate.

Then she took out a gun from the drawer beside her and loaded the bullets, which Edward left for him before leaving, just in case.

After doing all this, she did not lie back on the bed, but placed the pillow in the center of the bed and covered it with a quilt, so that

In a dark room at night, if someone comes in and sees the bed, he will think that someone is lying on the bed.

As soon as she did all this, the door lock of the room was gently turned. Ning Ling flashed behind the door, and the door was opened and flashed into the room.

He was alone, and his black clothes wrapped around his body and face. It seemed that he was not a man or a woman, but his agile movements confirmed that he had received good training.

As soon as the visitor entered the door, he raised his gun and shot two shots at the dummy on the bed. The gun was obviously equipped with a silencer, and there was no sound, and it did not alarm the rest of the people in the dormitory.

The bullet shot on the white quilt, but no blood was leaking out. The man in black stepped forward and pulled open the sheet. He saw the fake under the sheet.

He knew he was trapped and was about to act, but a gun hit the back of his head. A cold voice said, "Don't talk, otherwise I'll let it go.

Your head is blooming.”

The person who came was shocked, the other party had predicted their actions in advance and stopped him in an instant, all his past actions

I have never encountered any of them in action. The target of this assassination seems to be not underestimated.

He didn't move, knowing that once he moved, the other party would shoot without hesitation!

"Put down the gun! Hold your head with both hands and face the wall!" a cold voice ordered.

He put the gun on the bed as he said, holding his head in his hands, facing the wall: "How many people have you come? Who sent you?" The gun

Still pressing against the back of his head, the man stretched out two fingers to indicate that he had two people.

Who exactly wants to kill herself? These killers are obviously trained dead soldiers, and they are able to enter the CPO and find her residence accurately. This shows that there are traitors in the CPO who will be instructing them?

She thought, it shouldn't be Edmund, he wouldn't do such a thing, but to say that his enemies in this world are except Ed

Monao is Tate and Andre. Is it Andre? But this doesn't make sense! Late at night, the CPO dormitory area was pitch black. Yang Yan went to Ning Ling's apartment to clean up her clothes. Edward sent him to ensure his safety. Ning Ling was in the CPO without anyone protecting him. The defense here is the most tight in the United States except Buckingham Palace.

Ning Ling got up from the bed, walked to the window, looked out, but could not see anything. Except for the dim street lights, it was quiet outside without a trace of sound. After half a month of rest, her wound was scarred, but she still could not exercise vigorously to avoid the wound breaking.

She looked out the window. Although she knew that this was the safest place in New York, her uneasiness did not weaken at all. The female instinct told her that an extreme danger was slowly approaching her. Whether it was a worry or anything else, Edward and Yang Yan were not around now. She turned her head and looked at her son sleeping in the cradle. Now she was the only one who could protect her son.

What's more, the so-called safest place may not be safe. If there is a traitor, the safest place may become the most dangerous place.

Just as she was thinking about this, she suddenly saw two black shadows flashing in the yard, and her movements were very fast, but she still saw clearly that they were two people wearing black clothes. Their goal was to look straight towards here.

"There's a problem!" A hint of alert flashed through her mind. She turned around and picked up her son, and put him carefully into the wardrobe. The wardrobe was breathable, so she was not worried that her son would suffocate.

Then she took out a gun from the drawer beside her.

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Ning Ling got up from the bed, walked to the window, looked out, but could not see anything. Except for the dim street lights, it was quiet outside without a trace of sound. After half a month of rest, her wound was scarred, but she still could not exercise vigorously to avoid the wound breaking.

She looked out the window. Although she knew that this was the safest place in New York, her uneasiness did not weaken at all. The female instinct told her that an extreme danger was slowly approaching her. Whether it was a worry or anything else, Edward and Yang Yan were not around now. She turned her head and looked at her son sleeping in the cradle. Now she was the only one who could protect her son.

What's more, the so-called safest place may not be safe. If there is a traitor, the safest place may become the most dangerous place.

Just as she was thinking about this, she suddenly saw two black shadows flashing in the yard, and her movements were very fast, but she still saw clearly that they were two people wearing black clothes. Their goal was to look straight towards here.

"There's a problem!" A hint of alert flashed through her mind. She turned around and picked up her son, and put him carefully into the wardrobe. The wardrobe was breathable, so she was not worried that her son would suffocate.

Then she took out a gun from the drawer beside her and loaded the bullets, which Edward left for him before leaving, just in case.

After doing all this, she did not lie back on the bed, but placed the pillow in the center of the bed and covered it with a quilt, so that

In a dark room at night, if someone comes in and sees the bed, he will think that someone is lying on the bed.

As soon as she did all this, the door lock of the room was gently turned. Ning Ling flashed behind the door, and the door was opened and flashed into the room.

He was alone, and his black clothes wrapped around his body and face. It seemed that he was not a man or a woman, but his agile movements confirmed that he had received good training.

As soon as the visitor entered the door, he raised his gun and shot two shots at the dummy on the bed. The gun was obviously equipped with a silencer, and there was no sound, and it did not alarm the rest of the people in the dormitory.

The bullet shot on the white quilt, but no blood was leaking out. The man in black stepped forward and pulled open the sheet. He saw the fake under the sheet.

He knew he was trapped and was about to act, but a gun hit the back of his head. A cold voice said, "Don't talk, otherwise I'll let it go.

Your head is blooming.”

The person who came was shocked, the other party had predicted their actions in advance and stopped him in an instant, all his past actions

I have never encountered any of them in action. The target of this assassination seems to be not underestimated.

He didn't move, knowing that once he moved, the other party would shoot without hesitation!

"Put down the gun! Hold your head with both hands and face the wall!" a cold voice ordered.

He put the gun on the bed as he said, holding his head in his hands, facing the wall: "How many people have you come? Who sent you?" The gun

Still pressing against the back of his head, the man stretched out two fingers to indicate that he had two people.

Who exactly wants to kill herself? These killers are obviously trained dead soldiers, and they are able to enter the CPO and find her residence accurately. This shows that there are traitors in the CPO who will be instructing them?

She thought, it shouldn't be Edmund, he wouldn't do such a thing, but to say that his enemies in this world are except Ed

Monao is Tate and Andre. Is it Andre? But this doesn't make sense! Late at night, the CPO dormitory area was pitch black. Yang Yan went to Ning Ling's apartment to clean up her clothes. Edward sent him to ensure his safety. Ning Ling was in the CPO without anyone protecting him. The defense here is the most tight in the United States except Buckingham Palace.

Ning Ling got up from the bed, walked to the window, looked out, but could not see anything. Except for the dim street lights, it was quiet outside without a trace of sound. After half a month of rest, her wound was scarred, but she still could not exercise vigorously to avoid the wound breaking.

She looked out the window. Although she knew that this was the safest place in New York, her uneasiness did not weaken at all. The female instinct told her that an extreme danger was slowly approaching her. Whether it was a worry or anything else, Edward and Yang Yan were not around now. She turned her head and looked at her son sleeping in the cradle. Now she was the only one who could protect her son.

What's more, the so-called safest place may not be safe. If there is a traitor, the safest place may become the most dangerous place.

Just as she was thinking about this, she suddenly saw two black shadows flashing in the yard, and her movements were very fast, but she still saw clearly that they were two people wearing black clothes. Their goal was to look straight towards here.

"There's a problem!" A hint of alert flashed through her mind. She turned around and picked up her son, and put him carefully into the wardrobe. The wardrobe was breathable, so she was not worried that her son would suffocate.

Then she took out a gun from the drawer beside her.
Chapter completed!