The white-haired and black-eyed lady Sika Teon replied without hesitation: "Be careful of Ince Zangwill, be careful of the sealed item '0-08'."

"Ince Zangwill, the archbishop who defected, the 'gatekeeper' who failed in promotion...the sealed item '0-08', a quill pen that looks very ordinary..." Leonard whispered to himself blankly at first The memory that could be excavated, immediately turned his ear.

He narrowed his eyes suddenly, and the decadence and frustration on his body disappeared at the same time.

"So it's like this..." Leonard withdrew his legs and stood up. There seemed to be flames burning in his green eyes.

He looked at Sika Teang and said, "I plan to apply to join the 'Red Gloves'."

"Red Gloves" is the name of the elite team within the Nighthawks. Generally speaking, each Nighthawk team is stationed locally and has its own jurisdiction. They cannot go outside the jurisdiction to hunt down criminals without permission, but some evil guys always Changing a place with one shot caused a lot of inconvenience.

For this reason, the Church of the Evernight Goddess specially set up "Red Gloves" within the Nighthawks. They are strictly selected elites, and even have some sacred objects. Track down and capture evildoers of interest.

In some circles, they are known as "stalkers" and "hounds."

"'Red Gloves'? But their minimum requirement is Sequence 7...Moreover, the danger faced by the 'Red Gloves' is twice that of ordinary Nighthawk teams." Sika Ton said with concern in doubt.

Leonard outlined a smile without a smile: "I'm almost ready to be promoted."

His eyes turned cold, he gritted his teeth and said silently to himself:

I want revenge!

Ince Zangwill, you must live until I become stronger!

"Okay..." Sika seemed to have guessed what Leonard was thinking, and sighed, "Half or more of our team members will have new faces. Even in the Nighthawks team, such a tragedy is rare..."

Leonard's eyes darkened, he gritted his teeth and said, "Have you dealt with the corpse?"

"Yeah." Sika nodded slightly.

Leonard took a sudden step and walked towards the door: "I'll notify their families."

I face the worst scenarios I don't want to face.

I go��

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At No. 2 Narcissus Street, Melissa was sitting on the single sofa, repeatedly studying the three tickets in her hand, studying the text on them, studying the printed date and seat number.

Benson sat by her side, smiling at his focused younger sister, with a very relaxed body posture.

Suddenly, they heard the sound of the doorbell being rang, jingle, jingle.

Melissa glanced at Bella, the maid who was busy in the kitchen. She held the three tickets in her hand, got up with a little doubt, and ran to the door with small steps.

Her black hair is much more moisturized than before, her face is no longer thin, and she has more beautiful blood, and her brown eyes are even more sparkling and energetic.

Turning the handle and opening the door, Melissa froze for a moment because she didn't know the visitor.

This is a young man with black hair and green pupils. He looks very good, but his face is extremely pale, and there is deep sadness in his eyes.

"May I ask who you are?" Melissa asked confusedly.

Leonard specially put on a black formal suit over his white shirt, and replied hoarsely, "I'm your brother Klein's colleague."

Melissa's heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively looked behind Leonard, but found nothing. JrNovels.com