Chapter 470 Killing Diana

On the night when Chen Ke disappeared from Lucina's sight, at the other end of the Opportunity City.

A certain apartment complex on Lafite Road, 11 o'clock at night.

"Are you sure you don't need me to go to Norton City to see you?" Diana was on a long-distance call with Wang Ailin.

She had just finished a shower, wearing a white shirt on her upper body, unbuttoned, swinging her two long white legs in the kitchen.

"I'm fine, Diana, I'm really not injured, I only stayed in the hospital of the Administration for two days and then came out." Wang Ailin said on the other end.

"Oh? So your luck has finally turned? I hope those people in the Administration didn't make it too difficult for you during the routine inspection." Diana said, holding a stainless steel spatula in her right hand, stirring the steak in the pan.

"Have you healed a little bit, Diana? I heard that after the subway incident, you got promoted?" Wang Ailin asked.

"Yes, I was promoted several levels in a row, and I haven't adapted to it until now, but I don't know why the Administration has become a little strange to me." Diana sighed.

"Do you have something to tell me? Didn't the Administration put you under house arrest for a while?" Wang Ailin asked again.

"No, nothing happened. They asked some questions and let me go." Diana said.

"Oh... I heard some noises. Are you frying steak?" Wang Ailin said.

Diana turned off the stove and put the well-cooked steak on the plate. The coffee pot next to her was still boiling hot coffee.

"Yes, I was just preparing dinner." Diana said.

"It's not good to have dinner so late. You didn't do this before." Wang Ailin said.

"I don't know. I feel that time has passed so quickly after my promotion. I didn't come out of the office until 9:30 today. What about you? You haven't gone to bed yet, have you?" Diana walked out of the kitchen with a plate.

"I'm in bed, just about to go to sleep. Diana, take care of yourself. Good night." Wang Ailin said.

"Good night, Irene." Diana hung up the phone and threw the phone on the table.

The steak was a little burnt, and the dark red skin sizzled with hot oil. Diana picked up pepper and sprinkled it on it, then sat down at the table.

"Oh, girl, you forgot to take the fork." Just after sitting down, Diana found that she had forgotten to take the most important thing, so she had to get up again and go into the kitchen.

At this time, the coffee was just brewed, and the kettle made a quick and loud whistle. The sharp sound evoked the noise played by the Level 2 interrogation protocol of the Administration in Diana's memory. Her legs weakened and she held the kitchen door to stabilize her body.

"Deep breath...deep breath..." Diana muttered to herself, rubbed her temples with her eyes closed, turned off the stove, and took the coffee pot off the stove to the side.

"Ding Dong." Someone rang the doorbell.

"Huh? Who is it?" Diana was stunned and asked in confusion.

She buttoned up, walked to the door, and looked out through the peephole.

Standing outside was an unknown man wearing a peaked cap and holding a brown paper box in his arms.

"There is your package, Ms. Diana." The peaked cap man outside the door said.

"I didn't order anything by mail." Diana raised her eyebrows.

"But the address is correct." The man in the peaked cap insisted.

Diana became alert and said, "So you insist that I accept this package?"

"You have no choice, Ms. Diana, open the door." The man in the peaked cap smiled.

"I hope you won't regret it." Diana said.

She felt the wind blowing in, and looked towards the living room. The window was opened at some point, the curtains were fluttered by the night wind, and a green grenade was rolling on the floor with blue fluorescence.

"Psychic interference bomb?" Diana was startled. She realized that she might be targeted. Under the influence of the psychic interference bomb, she was no different from an ordinary person.

The other party came prepared. Diana's ordinary model Rhino revolver was hung in the bedroom closet with her coat, so she immediately turned and went to the bedroom.

Just as Diana reached out to grab the door handle of the bedroom, the door opened by itself, and a thick black hand stretched out from inside, pinching her neck like a pair of pliers, and lifted her up on the spot.

"Want to run away, you little cat?" The black man walked out of the bedroom with his back bent. He was a head taller than Diana. He pinched her neck with his left hand and grabbed her left leg with his right hand, as if he wanted to tear her apart alive.

"Cough cough cough..." Diana coughed painfully, her muscles tensed, trying to pry the black man's fingers apart.

The black man lifted Diana up and threw her towards the living room. Diana slid through an arc in the air and slammed on the table. The plate with steak, knife and fork, and mobile phone fell to the ground.

Diana grabbed the knife on the ground and was kicked hard in the abdomen.

The toe of the hard-toed leather shoe seemed to stab into her intestines. Diana trembled all over, covered her abdomen and rolled to the side, retching a few times. She then saw clearly that there was another person in the living room, wearing a gray short-sleeved shirt, and it seemed that he had climbed in from the living room window.

This is the 12th floor...

The black man opened the door of the apartment, and the man in the baseball cap also walked in.

Gray T-shirt stepped on Diana's neck, then pulled out the dagger from his waist, squatted down, grabbed Diana's right wrist, and tried to drive the blade into the softest part of her abdomen.

Diana pressed her knee against Gray T-shirt's waist and abdomen, and kicked his right knee with her left leg. While he was unstable, she broke free from Gray T-shirt's control with her right hand and hugged him. A man and a woman started fighting on the ground.

Neither the strong black man nor the cap came to help. The cap closed the door, put the box in his hand on the ground, and took out the contents. It was a rolled up black body bag, and a bottle of green liquid, which might be from someone. A dissolving agent.

"Kill her quietly, quickly, she is just an ordinary woman now." The peaked hat urged.

Gray Short Sleeve pressed Diana's chest with her elbow and tried to switch the dagger to her left hand, but Diana did not let him succeed. However, the knife in her right hand had no chance to penetrate Gray Short Sleeve's body. The two struggled. , pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Hurry up." The black man also urged.

"Don't you see that I'm working hard?" Gray Short Sleeves shouted at them angrily.

Diana took the opportunity to turn aside, flipping Gray Short Sleeve to the ground, holding the knife and inserting it into Gray Short sleeve's flank. The pain made him break out into a cold sweat. She took the opportunity to snatch Gray Short sleeve's dagger. At this time, the strong black man He walked over and kicked her out.

"You are so useless, Todd." The black man shook his head, lifted the table and walked towards Diana.

"Don't you fucking call me by my name!" Todd cursed in a low voice. He looked back at the cap, who was sitting on the ground with his hands spread out.

Diana got up from the ground and threw the stool towards the strong black man. The man did not dodge or block him, and let the stool hit him, and then laughed.

"Look at her struggling, how charming she is." The strong black man laughed.

"Hey!!!" Diana clenched her fists, used her waist hard, and threw a standard high whip at the black man, kicking him firmly on the neck.

"Ah..." Diana pulled back her leg and felt a pain in the instep of her foot. The black man was as hard as a cement pipe.

The strong black man moved his arms and assumed a boxer's posture. He took steps and punched left and right to break down Diana's defense.

A heavy and fast fist hit Diana's forearm. She protected her head and was forced to the corner by the inertia of the fist. She was beaten one-sidedly, and her shoulders and forearm turned red and blue.

The strong black man changed the direction of his punch with his next punch, and the uppercut went straight into her abdomen, beating Diana's feet up in the air. She groaned and relaxed her defense, and then she was hit hard on the cheek. The punch caused blood to flow from the eye socket and a piece of swelling on the face. The next second, a direct punch hit the face, causing a nosebleed. Diana's eyes were filled with stars, and she was a little disoriented.

"Lie down, kitten." The black man said, punching Diana in the abdomen again, making a dull echo.

Diana vomited and held onto the wall with one hand, kneeling down with one leg, her face covered in blood. She was breathing heavily, and the blood in her eyes blurred her vision, making it difficult for her to see clearly what was in front of her.

"I helped you treat her, Todd. Come and finish your work." The strong black man said as he grabbed Diana's shoulders and head, forcibly lifted her up and brought her to Todd.

"I thought you were going to beat her to death." Todd said. He pulled out the knife inserted into his side and covered the wound.

"That's your job." The strong black man smiled.

Todd picked up his dagger, came to Diana, and looked at her face carefully. At this time, Diana was in a daze, half awake and half comatose, and the power of those punches could not be overshadowed.

"She's pretty, and you slap her in the face?" Todd asked.

"Have you finished it? It's just a simple job, the list is still long. Kill her quickly, it will take time to dissolve the body!" the peaked hat urged impatiently.

"I know, I know," Todd said.

He touched Diana's neck, then shook his head and said, "No, no... cutting the arteries is so boring. I'm tired of it. How about we dig out the heart this time?"

Todd smiled and went to unbutton Diana's shirt. Her bloody saliva was pulling out a thread from the gap between her lips and dripping onto the collar.

At this time, Diana's cell phone rang.