Chapter 450 (1/2)

"Chuzuo, do you want to make a living of Lin Yin?"

The young agent at the head looked embarrassed and puzzled.

Killing a strong man and catching a strong man alive are two concepts. They are not the same thing at all.

Do you still need to capture those who are stronger than A-level?

It's too difficult!

You know, the Royal Military Intelligence Office has a set of very scientific and rigorous identification methods for the rating of combat effectiveness.

Level D combat power, belongs to ordinary agents.

C level combat effectiveness, body material close to human limits, barehanded can fight dozens of tough guys.

Level B belongs to the elite of the secret service elite, or at least the leader level of Mio.

The existence of A-class combat effectiveness is almost equal to humanoid machine, Terminator!

"That's right. It's a more temporary plan to make a living." Chloe said slowly, "so, you need to cancel the previous means and measures, and carry out the targeted layout again."

"By the way, kiss of death, he received my notice, didn't he come to the base to report?"

Suddenly, Chloe thought of something, glanced at the people present, frowned and said.

"This..."

"Mr. Chu Zuo, the leader of the death team, is a bit erratic recently. We can't find him. We sent a message to inform him of his encrypted mobile phone." The young agent looked ugly and said cautiously.

Chloe's face suddenly showed anger. "Does he dare not obey my orders now?"

Chief of death, code name is kiss of death, Royal intelligence ace.

World class killer with a-rating.

Proficient in firearms, with a 100% success rate of assassination, he is the most powerful ruthless expert in the Royal Military Intelligence Department.

"I think we need to report to Empire headquarters and beat him up." Said Chloe, with a sullen face.

Without the help of the death leader, he was not sure how to deal with Lin Yin.

"Oh? My Lord, I'm just in a traffic jam. If I'm late for the meeting, are you going to report me? Are you too nervous? "

A frivolous and pompous voice came.

A young blonde in a red suit and tie walked slowly into the room.

"By the way, I don't like you to call me the leader of death. Just call me the dead. This is my latest code name. I think it's quite a good name."

The young blonde said to himself in a casual manner.

In the face of his arrogant attitude, Chloe is rarely angry.

"Well, it's all your business to change the code you like." Chloe said slowly, "normally I don't limit your freedom, but this time there's an urgent task. I have sent the relevant information to your encrypted mailbox. I don't know. What do you think of it? "

Although Chloe is the seat of the Royal Military Intelligence Office in the port city, he does not dare to put on airs in the face of the undead, a world-class killer with combat effectiveness above a level.