Chapter 125

"Cough..." 47 kneaded his chest, looked up and saw the passer-by kneel down in panic, "dark... Dark king?"

But the dark king didn't pay attention to him. He lowered his head, and his gentle lips were slightly exposed. He gave her artificial respiration, and the 47 eyes that were sitting on the ground would stare out.

"Keke..." Weilu opened her eyes and saw the dark king calling "brother in the north" and then fainted.

Make sure the micro dew is just a temporary faint, the dark king holds her in his arms, turns his head to glare, sits on the ground, some at a loss 47, "you are more and more daring! You dare to move anyone With that, he went away with Weilu in his arms.

No. 47 looked at the back of the corridor where the dark king was disappearing. He couldn't help laughing bitterly: "for you, I even killed a Qiang. I didn't expect you to beat me for other women when I came back. Ha ha ha... Wu..." No. 47 laughed and squatted down to hide his face and cry. A moment later, he raised his red eyes and looked at the direction of the dark king's departure, "Xia Weilu, I hate you for pestering the dark king when they are all dead! "

"Don't cry, my Lord. I'm waiting for you to report the result." The doctor who was in charge of the treatment of No. 47 came out and was accompanied by a hot blonde nurse whose skirt was shorter than that in the general hospital. The skirt was 15 cm above the knee.

No. 47 stares at him and drags his heavy body to the dark king's study.

The doctor looked at No. 47's back sympathetically and climbed up the blonde nurse's skirt dishonestly, which made the nurse pant for a while. However, the doctor's face was ordinary and exclaimed: "when No. 47 was in favor, no one paid attention to him. Even Lu Qiran, the" gold medal killer "in the organization, dared to provoke him. Now once he was out of favor, he ended up like this, I'm afraid that in another month, he will feel weak in his limbs, and then his muscles will slowly atrophy, and finally he will become a skeleton and die. "

"Er... Then death must be ugly!" The blonde nurse endured the electric pleasure from her privacy and looked at the doctor with begging eyes: "Er, master... I can't stand it any more."

The doctor was burning in his eyes. He was entangled with the blonde nurse and went to the ward where No. 47 had just lived. After a while, a happy voice came out of the ward, a room full of spring.

No. 47 now in the dark king's study, he raised his hand and hesitated to knock on the door. In the study came the dark king's voice: "come in."

Dark king had a cigar in his finger that he didn't light. Just now, because of microdew, he lost control of No. 47. However, No. 47 is the key to the mission information. He wanted to appease him for the time being.

"Dark king." 47 into the room, kneel on one knee, right hand fist on the chest.

"It's hard this time. How about the task?" Dark king took out a zipper lighter to light his cigar, and No. 47 flashed in front of his eyes, which he gave to dark king three years ago.

"My subordinates were lucky to live up to their orders. They not only killed Wang Chenxi, but also killed Lu Qiran." 47 because excited, so even the voice is shaking, he is waiting for the dark king praise him. But after waiting for a long time, there was no voice from the dark king. He raised his head and saw the dark king frowning, "do you think Lu Qiran is dead?"

"Well, it's a pity. I spent so much time training him that she died like this? How did you die? " The dark king was obviously interested in the cause of Lu Qiran's death. Yes, it took ten years for the organization to make her a famous "gold medal killer". It's easy to suspect that she died like this.

"The little one killed all the flight attendants on the way of the plane, and finally they had to abandon the plane," said the 47, who obviously didn't understand what the dark king was thinking. He just asked for credit. "And I took off two parachutes long before they were ready to abandon the plane. In the end, Wang Chenxi and Lu Qiran didn't get the parachutes, so they were both dead."

"Alas! What a surprise! That's what killed my "gold medal killer." The dark king shook his ashes. He was very surprised, but on the surface, the wind was light. "I always thought she would die under bullets and knives, but I didn't expect that she just took off two parachutes and let her die to pieces."

No. 47 was not sure about the dark king's mind for a moment, so he did not dare to speak any more.

The dark king stood up and went to the French window to open the curtain. The afterglow of the setting sun poured into the study. He turned his back to No. 47, and could not hear the emotional waves in his words. "No. 47, you are my proud man."

"It's my duty to serve the dark king." 47 pious looking at the dark king's back, in front of this man, is his life most want to guard.

Dark king seemed to be tired of the sunset outside the window, and then he pulled up the curtain, "well, you're very good. In the future, you'll be responsible for Lu Qiran's title of" gold medal killer. "

"Dark king, his subordinates will be gold medal killers in the future?" Although I knew the result for a long time, I could not hide my joy when I heard the news from the dark king himself.

"Well, yes, as for the name... I usually call number 47, so I don't have to change my name. In the future, number 47 will still be your name." The dark king nodded. Anyway, No. 47 will die soon. Let him be vain before he dies.

No. 47's smile froze on his face. He thought he could have a name like Lu Qiran and become a more obvious character in the dark king's life. Unexpectedly, his name was still a code name! He is really not reconciled.

"Dingpin, dingpin..." there was a distant sound of bells in the corridor, from far to near. After a while, the door handle was unscrewed, and Weilu still had the same harmless face. Only when he saw No. 47, he slightly shrunk his neck, and then ran to the back of the darkroom, with a soft voice: "brother Bei, I've been waiting for you in the room for a long time, but you haven't come."

Dark king gently kneaded her hair: "Wei Lu is good, my brother in the north will come to accompany you when he has dealt with the things here, OK?"

Wei Lu cleverly nodded, and then stood aside.

Dark king was 47 hot eyes to see some uncomfortable, "that, 47 what else? If you don't have anything to do, step back first! "

"Yes, I'm leaving." 47 heads down and exits the study.

The cold-blooded monarch, who once killed people without blinking an eye, is now in the hands of a little girl. He really doesn't agree. He has done so many things for him, but he still can't compare with a little girl and the face that looks like Xia Weilu. Does he want to go to Korea to have a face lift and make it look like a little dew before dark king is willing to look at him more? 47 thought wildly in his heart. He didn't feel that there was something wrong with his idea?