The main control room of the Zhenmo Division headquarters is filled with large display screens.
I saw Ren Jie rubbing his little hands, sitting on the swivel chair at the main seat with an excited look on his face, and crossed his legs.
"Please start your show!"
The corners of Shen Ci's mouth curled up, sending a signal immediately.
"In position, the operation can begin!"
The next moment, on the large display screen in the monitoring room, pictures began to be connected and transmitted back, all from a first-person perspective.
There are hundreds of images.
Only one person reported:
"There are currently 1,074 Poker members, including those with cards and backup staff with blank cards!"
"There are a total of 3,218 people who have helped Poker, as well as organizations, companies, forces, and logistics personnel controlled by Poker!"
"All of them have been identified through the Luowang intelligence system and their specific locations have been determined. Most of the personnel are distributed in various Spark cities in Daxia. All personnel are listed on the elimination list..."
"The leader of the poker organization, Your Majesty! He is not in Daxia now. He is in the Animal City of the Monster Clan Mountain and Sea Realm. He has sent people to ambush him."
"All members of the Longjiao Special Operations Team are in place and will make the final confirmation of the operation to the summit."
"Do you want to act?"
Shen Ci, on the other hand, directly handed over the ordering power to Ren Jie.
I saw Ren Jie picking up the phone and the corner of his mouth curled up in a crazy arc.
"Kill! Leave no one behind!"
The captain of the action team said coldly:
"Operation purge and beheading! Begin!"
With an order, hundreds of feedback images in the monitoring room started to move at the same time.
Like beasts that choose people to devour, the dragon-horned warriors broke into Poker's strongholds on the spot and killed the people on the list one by one.
For a moment, blood spattered, the sword flashed, and the head fell to the ground.
How could an organization like Poker compete with Dragon Horn?
This is the most elite organization in Daxia, and there is no task that they cannot complete.
If Daxia is a true dragon that travels across the nine heavens, then the existence of the dragon horn is the sharp edge that breaks through all obstacles.
Ren Jie never expected that Daxia would directly dispatch Longjiao for this operation.
During the Demonic Disaster in Jincheng before, Ren Jie saw Longjiao once and met an older brother named Chen Xi, who was extremely impressed.
As soon as the action started, the playing cards were destroyed.
The members had faces full of terror and fled in all directions.
"Who are you? Who are you from? Don't you know who our backer is?"
"Wonima! Dragon Horns! They are Dragon Horns!"
It's useless to beg for mercy, it's useless to shake people, no one of the dragon horns speaks, they just crush them mercilessly, defeat them, and then cut off their heads with a knife.
It's really beheading.
No unnecessary movements at all, fast, accurate and ruthless!
Watching Long Jiao perform tasks is simply a pleasure.
Shen Ci smacked his lips while looking at the feedback screen. He was indeed a dragon horn. This level of professionalism was different, right?
His eyes couldn't help but fall on Qing...
Qing just watched this scene calmly, without any shock. She was too familiar with these things, because this was her daily life before...
What made Ren Jie's mouth twitch was that Longjiao was not so ruthless, even the flowers and lucky bamboos growing in the stronghold had to be stabbed.
Even the spiders lying on the cobwebs in the corner, the cockroaches under the cupboard, and the mice in the sewer must be crushed and stabbed to death!
The eggs in the refrigerator were shaken and turned yellow.
That means leaving no one alive.
Really clean!
Monster Clan Mountain and Sea Realm Animal City, Rhino Hotel.
From the moment the purge operation began, the entire hotel was wrapped in a dark barrier.
The poker members in the hotel had their necks wiped one by one.
The king noticed something was wrong, picked up his clothes and was about to leave, but it was already too late.
The ceiling was suddenly smashed through, and a figure fell from the sky, directly stamping its palm on the king's heart.
"Boom!"
The 18-story Rhino Hotel was smashed from the top to the bottom.
The golden curse lines spread along the palm prints to the king's body, completely locking his ability.
Then several dragon-horned warriors rushed out, threw out golden chains, tied the king's limbs and neck, and pulled him up directly.
"boom!"
The figure punched the king in the face, knocking out half of his teeth.
The king roared and tried to break free, but to no avail.
"Dragon Horn? Are you crazy? This is the realm of mountains and seas! The territory of the demon clan, you come here to kill me?"
"How did I offend you? You are not afraid of people from the demon clan coming over. I...poof~"
Before he finished speaking, his stomach was punched hard by the dragon horn, and he spit out a large mouthful of blood.
"Executioner! It's your turn..."
The dragon-horned warrior stepped aside, and a man carrying a huge black coffin on his shoulders and wearing a blood-colored hooded cloak stepped forward.
There was a blood-colored mask on his face, and a pair of scarlet eyes looked at the king, with excitement flashing in his eyes.
"It's work~"
As he spoke, the coffin fell to the ground, and the lid of the coffin opened directly, revealing all kinds of strange torture instruments inside, such as skin-picking pliers, bone-tapping knives, nail nails, tongue pliers...
There were too many, and all the torture instruments were stained with dried blood, which looked eerie.
A man as big as the king was frightened and cried when he saw the executioner.
"No... Daxia executioner? No, no, no!"
"What crime have I committed? Do you want you to treat me like this? Do you want to ask for some information? You ask directly and I will tell you everything?"
However, the executioner smiled, took out a reagent from his arms, and plunged it directly into the king's neck.
"Don't worry! I have been working as an executioner for many years and have worked for so many years. No one has died in my hands..."
"The executioner only executes...not kills! You know~"
The king is already scared to tears, nonsense! Don't you want to kill people? Were all the people executed by you tortured to the point of committing suicide?
The executioner still smiled and took out the silver needle and inserted it directly into the king's major acupuncture points.
"The injection just now can increase the whole body's perception a hundred times, stimulating the nerve plexus to always be in a state of excitement and not become numb..."
"And this silver needle is to seal your key acupuncture points to prevent you from bleeding too much and dying too quickly."
"Don't be afraid... I won't let you die in my hands. That would be a loss of your own brand..."
As he spoke, he had already pulled out his nail nails, grabbed one of the king's fingers, and nailed it along the nail seam.
The king's eyes widened and were filled with red bloodshot eyes, and he couldn't help but let out an extremely miserable scream.
"Ahhhhh!"
The executioner said calmly:
"Screaming so loudly? Is this just the beginning? It's so noisy... I'll cut off my vocal cords~"
So, the execution began, and all the torture instruments in the box were used.
It didn't seem like he was torturing people, but rather like he was making a beautiful piece of art and enjoying the process.
Even the battle-hardened Long Jiao got goosebumps all over his body when he saw the execution process and couldn't eat for three days...
In the control room of the Demon Suppression Division, Ren Jie's mouth twitched as he watched the execution process:
(•́﹏•̀ ٥) "I...I'm still too young? This guy's technique is professional and art..."
"Ouch~"
Unable to hold it back, Ren Jie turned around and vomited out, while Qing had already prepared the trash can and handed it over, and even patted him on the back thoughtfully.
Ren Jie couldn't help wiping his mouth:
"Qing... What is the background of this executioner? Isn't he too professional?"
Qing said calmly: "The executioners of Daxia only execute executions and never kill people! Because none of the people they executed didn't want to die. They all died of suicide."
"This is a very special profession. Whenever someone commits a serious crime and cannot be forgiven, and even death is not enough to atone for his sin, it is his turn to be the executioner of Daxia..."
"The people who are executed with great mercy and compassion are always right and wrong, good and evil. They leave home with a black coffin on their shoulders and execute people one grave at a time!"
