A fairly well-equipped platoon of rebels was executed by a shadow special forces soldier just minutes after encountering him.

No wonder the Federation chose the Shadow Special Forces to carry out internal cleansing missions, as if they were born to do this.

After the battle, the ghost pepper plant spirit switched back to its real body.

In the messy market, she was the only one standing there.

His sharp eyes, burning like will-o'-the-wisp, swept around, perhaps confirming the results of his purge.

Except for the rebel soldiers who fled the market due to mental breakdown, there were almost no survivors at the scene.

Of course, even the Ghost Chili Plant Spirit, who is a master of concealment, did not notice Mo Chen who had entered the Ender Speed ​​state.

Among all the skills suitable for assassins, Ender Speed ​​can definitely be ranked among the top ten.

Apart from the disadvantage of having to keep moving, the value of this chosen skill is self-evident.

He didn't know if it was Mo Chen's illusion, but he seemed to find a look of fatigue on the face of the ghost pepper plant spirit.

The feeling of tiredness disappeared in an instant, and Mo Chen didn't dare to guarantee it.

"This cleanup is complete..."

A faint voice that was obviously muted came from not far away, sounding low and hoarse.

It's like the emotion expressed by a social animal after finishing a day's work.

Just when Mo Chen thought that the ghost pepper plant spirit was about to leave, he saw that she suddenly stopped.

"Wait, there's another mark? Annoying... I have to work overtime again..."

After muttering to herself for a while, the Ghost Chili Plant Spirit once again activated its spiritual power, and the dark blue wrist blade reappeared on her wrist.

The next second, the shadow special forces soldier disappeared from the spot.

"A mark? Unfinished? This...is not good!"

Mo Chen's face changed when he realized something was wrong, and he immediately contacted Ji Bing on the communication channel:

"Xiao Bing! A shadow special forces soldier is heading towards you. Her target is the rebel soldier we captured."

Not long after this message was sent, Mo Chen added a new one: "Just do your best to protect the tongue. If you can't defeat it, give up immediately. Your own safety comes first."

Combined with what the ghost pepper plant said, she seemed to possess a natural skill that could track and mark targets.

Long before the first rebel soldier was killed, or rather, before the rebels arrived at the market.

This ghost pepper plant spirit had already been lurking in the market, marking the rebels who came here with the mark of the chosen skill.

By marking, she can ensure that no mission target is missed.

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After Mo Chen left the shop, Ji Bing was the only one guarding the rebel soldiers.

In order to prevent the other party from making any tricks, Ji Bing even used his spiritual power to shape a pair of handcuffs for the rebel soldier to wear.

While waiting for Mo Chen to send back a message, she continued to talk to the rebel soldiers while playing with the claw knife made of plant spirit ice:

"Where are you from?"

"Uh... Metropolis."

"How long have you been in the army?"

"Seven years? Or eight years? Probably."

"Military rank?"

"Corporal, it is difficult for weed spirits to qualify for promotion."

The rebel soldiers answered Ji Bing's questions honestly, fearing that if they gave a wrong answer, they would be killed by the other side.

Especially when the situation outside the store was particularly wrong, he restrained his previous dissatisfied attitude and became cautious.

"Which defense zone were you originally stationed in?"

"The northern suburbs of the metropolis, near Blackfang Town and Whitewood Town."

Suddenly hearing a familiar place name, Ji Bing's eyes flashed with a trace of trance. She still remembered the creepy blood color.

Just as Ji Bing was losing consciousness, a sudden sense of crisis suddenly crept up her spine.

Ji Bing suddenly came to his senses, grabbed the rebel soldier by the collar, and with a little force, threw him behind him.

The latter was thrown aside by Ji Bing before he knew what was happening.

Without further thought, the Snow Buried Frost Feather at his waist was unsheathed in an instant.

The ice and snow sword swept across, the sharp cold light and the dark blue blade light collided with each other, and the two fighters quickly distanced themselves from each other.

The ghost pepper plant spirit appeared briefly, its eyes fixed on Ji Bing.

A surprised voice followed, with deep confusion: "Are you... Lan Bing's special forces soldier?"

It was only then that Ji Bing had a moment to check the message Mo Chen had sent him.

She frowned, casually swung the Snow Burial Frost Feather, pointed the blade at the attacker, and asked, "Shadow?"

The ghost pepper plant spirit did not answer directly, but looked at Ji Bing carefully.

After a moment, she nodded and then said, "Your name is... Ji Bing? From the Frost Point team?"

"You know me?"

Ji Bing was slightly stunned when his identity was recognized, and felt inexplicably frightened.

It turns out that the Shadow Special Forces also use "box weapons", no wonder the dirty work of internal purges is assigned to them by the top leaders.

"I met you three years ago."

The ghost pepper plant's answer was concise, and it reminded Ji Bing of a memory.

In mid-October of the year 2010 in the Plant Zombie Calendar, the five major federal special forces jointly held a combat readiness competition.

The plant spirit warriors from each special forces will compete with each other in the arena, and those who stand out will win the title of "Special Forces Ace".

Ji Bing's Frost Point team also participated, but unfortunately they failed to get a high ranking in the team competition.

However, Ji Bing's own performance was outstanding, winning fifth place in the blue ice individual competition (minor group) and seventy-sixth place in the joint individual competition.

"You... participated in that competition, too?"

Ji Bing asked somewhat uncertainly. She was already certain that the other party was a genuine shadow special forces soldier.

"Youming, it's me."

"Wait, you are... Youming!"

The ghost pepper plant in front of him called itself Netherworld, which shocked Ji Bing deeply.

The reason is simple. If what the other party said is true, what appeared in front of Ji Bing at this moment is the "special ace" that belongs only to the Shadow Special Forces.

The first place in the Shadow Individual Competition, the second place in the Combined Individual Competition, the captain of the Nether Squad, and a legendary special forces soldier who has carried out countless life-and-death missions for the Federation.

"It's up to you whether you believe it or not."

Youming didn't care much about whether Ji Bing believed in his identity.

"But, tell me, why would you do that to me for a traitor?"

Youming stretched out his hand and pointed at the rebel soldier protected by Ji Bing, and his tone became unusually fierce.

The internal cleansing mission that was being carried out was unexpectedly interfered with by the plant spirit warriors who were also federal special forces.

In Youming's view, this behavior was so bad that it was tantamount to outright betrayal.

"He is a prisoner we captured. I am communicating with him and obtaining useful intelligence."

Ji Bing's explanation seemed a little weak, but Youming seemed to have grasped a key word: "We?"

"That's right, us."

Mo Chen's voice sounded faintly from behind Youming, making her like a frightened rabbit, and she immediately showed an impeccable alert posture.

Even Youming, whose senses were extremely sharp, did not notice the appearance of Mo Chen.

Such powerful concealment ability is even better than that of myself who came from the Shadow Special Forces.

The threat level of Mo Chen in Youming's eyes rapidly rose several levels, almost approaching the captain of the Shadow Special Forces.

"My name is Mo Chen, the owner of Manor No. 5905. Nice to meet you, Miss Youming from the Shadow Special Forces."