Yun Wanning nodded and said, "Lead the way."

In the SUV, the little girl looked out at the familiar environment without saying a word. Ziqin, who was in the passenger seat, looked at the people behind her through the rearview mirror. She seemed to understand something and turned to the driver and said, "Hurry up."

The familiar international language rang in his ears, which brought Yun Wanning's soul back.

The whole person is no longer in a state of emptiness.

Then, we saw the vehicle driving to a campsite filled with tents. The army green tents almost blended into the jungle.

The rugged terrain caused the car to shake a little, but fortunately it was an off-road vehicle.

Near these tents, you can see many men and women wearing military green training uniforms. Some are receiving systematic training, while others have already started to rest.

But no matter what they were doing, they couldn't help but be attracted by the off-road vehicles coming into the camp.

In the past, there would have been no such large-scale convoy. But now it was confirmed that a great figure had arrived at their camp.

This also caused their attention to never shift.

As the car stopped, Ziqin first got out of the passenger seat, and then opened the back door under the somewhat shocked gazes of everyone.

"Brother Ziqin, this is..."

Such an action can't help but make people start to guess the identity of the person sitting in the back seat.

But Ziqin did not answer their questions now, and every little movement was full of respect.

Immediately afterwards, they saw a slender figure getting out from the back seat, and Ziqin, the manager of this camp, was very respectful to the woman.

Despite their doubts, the people around did not dare to say anything. They could only watch as the woman entered the innermost tent surrounded by people.

"Is that... a tent for holding criminals?"

"Who is she to be qualified to enter that tent?"

"Could it be that the one who can make Brother Ziqi be so respectful... is the Master in White?"

As soon as this statement came out, it was denied by the person next to him. "Is this the White-Cloaked Master? Stop it, the White-Cloaked Master is the founder of our organization. How could this founder be a young woman?"

Although no one could guess her identity, the claim that she was the Master in White was directly denied.

Of course, although Yun Wanning did not go out, when she came here, she could already guess how much controversy her identity would cause.

This tent is reserved for one person, and there is only one person in it now.

As if sensing the movement in the tent, the man tied to the iron frame began to move slowly, and because of this, the chains on his hands made a rattling sound.

Seeing him covered in blood, the girl's face didn't show much expression. She just looked at the blood-stained torture instrument next to her, then looked at the bruised man in front of her and tilted her head.

It seems that this guy has suffered a lot, but he is still very stubborn.

The man was very confused about the woman who suddenly appeared in front of him. He tried hard to open his eyes, which were swollen from being beaten, and his voice was hoarse.

"Who are you?"

Seeing Ziqi's attitude towards her, one could guess the woman's status here.

Yun Wanning didn't answer the question, but took a step forward, staring intently at the man. She reached out and pressed her hand directly on the bleeding wound on his shoulder.

"ah……"

The man never thought that the woman couldn't come in time and started to attack without saying anything.

Pain swept through his body, and he began to tremble all over, and his throat unconsciously let out a muffled groan.

After a long time, Yun Wanning finally let go, but judging from the action just now, it didn't seem like torture, and there was no expression on her calm face.

She naturally reached out her hand to Ziqi, and then something soft appeared in her hand.

"Are you from Organization C?"

When talking about this organization, Yun Wanning couldn't help but feel annoyed.

It was this organization before. From the time the incident happened until now, the investigation has lasted for such a long time. She has used all her connections, even the international police and the intelligence agency, but she could only find out a name.

After that incident, the organization seemed to have disappeared and never appeared again. It was only based on my previous impression that I found its name.

Organization C, a very ordinary name, but it destroyed the most important person in her life.

She waited and waited, and finally during this period of time, Organization C showed up, but... the current situation was a bit awkward.

The person in front of her stopped talking and kept his mouth tightly shut, which made Yun Wanning laugh.

You really don't know how to live or die.

"Master, when our people arrived, their main force had already fled, leaving only this one with injuries."

The girl nodded, looked at the man in front of her who looked ready to die, and licked her back teeth with the tip of her tongue.

"You're just an outcast, and you're so tight-lipped, you think they'll come and rescue you?"

If someone can come to rescue her, that would be great. She will wait here.

The people behind her were silent. She turned around and whispered softly into everyone's ears. "It's useless. It's resolved."

Having said that, he left the tent directly.

Ziqi didn't seem to expect his master's question to end so quickly, just one sentence? But he still followed his master's order, pulled out a dagger from the sheath in his pants, and without saying a word, plunged it directly into the heart of the man in front of him.

Soon, he stopped breathing.

The members who had been paying attention to the movements in the tent saw Yun Wanning coming out of the tent and wiping her blood-stained fingers leisurely with a handkerchief.

In less than two minutes, there was movement in the tent behind her.

Ziqin's assistant dragged the completely silent body back down the mountain. Ziqin stood beside the girl, naturally accepting the blood-stained handkerchief she handed over, and then...

Folded neatly and put into pocket?

No, huh? Brother Ziqin, you...

"Is this Brother Ziqin?"

"This must be an illusion, right? Is this the big brother Ziqin who usually trains us?"

Such questions appeared in his mind, and soon the scene of Ziqin whipping them with a whip appeared in his mind.

Members: “…”

This is really crazy. Could it be that Brother Ziqin has a split personality?

On this side, Yun Wanning watched the figure gradually retreating and pursed her lips. "Dead?"

In their profession, many things need to be done with caution, especially when dealing with people like this who are directly opposed to them.