Come against the wind, exchange your glory

Chapter 502 The Final Mission (Fifteen)
With a lightning-fast speed, he released the shackles that bound him, and with one move, he was like a phantom of a ghost walking into the world, shuttling among several people at the same time, sealing his throat and seeing blood, chasing after his soul.

Before he could react, he fell to the ground.

Ji Yu easily untied the shackles on Zou Jie's body, the tendons in his hands and hamstrings had been severed, how should he face himself after this?
"Alas—" he sighed heavily, put Zou Jie on his back and left.

Pretending to be crazy is just to deceive others, this is the only way to save him.

When he returned, he had already worn the medal of honor that had been dusty for many years on his chest.

That was the predecessor of Huaguo Police.

In this world, there are only three. In the hearts of some people, it is an honor, but in the hearts of others, it is a shame.

"Name?"

"Ji Yu."

"gender?"

"male."

"age?"

"18."

"From today onwards, you are officially appointed as the second-generation agent of 3S, inherited number 3S003, code name, doctor."

The 3S Special Agent Group announced its disbandment, and their era is over.

No. 003 has lost contact, please give the title to the superior.

The 3S special agent team no longer exists, and he has no superiors.

For ten years, there was no one behind him, and the only thing that supported him was his final mission, the mission that no one cares about and no one knows about.

After his father's death, he applied to join the 3S special agent team. During his mission, he encountered an accident and the organization disintegrated.

Now, wearing this medal again, it seems to feel the body temperature of the person, and the starlight on it is lit up.

From a faint, flickering light to a scorching, unquenchable light.

Here, many people have never seen such a medal.

Someone from the Xichuan Army recognized it, and someone shouted, "That's... that's our battle spirit back."

They stood up unknowingly, tears welling up in their eyes.

The 3S secret service organization goes deep into the three areas of black, white and gray to protect the legitimate rights and interests of China and its citizens on the front line of life and death.

Making the impossible possible, they are miracles themselves.

Ji Yu understood the emotions contained in their eyes, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings.

"I will cover your retreat, here, leave it to me."

"Yes," the Xichuan army shouted in unison.

Leaving the building under his cover, without a single bullet going through with him.

Because his marksmanship was so fast that the man with the fangs fell to the ground before he could shoot.

"You..." Fang Fang gritted his teeth, his face was ferocious, and his eyes were filled with poison.

"Fang Fang, today, I will get to know you," said the medal on Ji Yu's chest shining brightly.

The fangs were stimulated by the bright red, and suddenly laughed, "Hahaha - just you?"

The two rushed forward involuntarily.

Fangfang smiled disdainfully, "I said before, you can shoot well except marksmanship, and you can't bear to look at the others."

As he spoke, he easily grabbed his fist, and then knocked him flying with a single palm.

The moment Ji Yu fell to the ground, he turned over with one hand on the ground, red-eyed, and rushed up again.

"Insufferable, foolish."

Fang Fang didn't know when to get close, and punched his abdomen with a punch, an uppercut shattered his jaw, and an elbow shattered his spine. Every move was seamlessly connected.

Just like what he said, in close combat, Ji Yu just overestimated himself.

This time, the fangs became murderous.

Ji Yu was powerless to fight back.

With the last blow, the huge impact sent him flying, followed by his fangs, and the second he fell to the ground was the time of his death.

At that second, a black peaked cap appeared to interfere with his sight.

Fang subconsciously dodged and took two steps back.

Bing Ci descended from the sky, dressed in black, standing upright, looking at him with piercing cold eyes.

"Your opponent is me."

(End of this chapter)