Casablanca means "white house" in Spanish.

Because looking at the city from the sea, there are blue sky and sea water up and down, and there is a high and low white outline between them, just like a white city.

Casablanca is the fourth largest city in the Arab world, so in the highly modern urban complex, there is still a piece of old Arab city since ancient times.

This city in the city, known as "Medina", is mainly composed of narrow and dense streets and alleys like a maze. The more noisy and prosperous place is its unique religious antique market.

The city where the masked Berber woman and men in traditional Arab robes gathered, mixed with dragons and snakes, and was full of dangers.

In a dilapidated mosque prayer room, a fat Korean man with a fleshy face slowly closed the Quran in his hand, and he said in a deep voice, "Come in."

The old door of the prayer room was gently pushed open, and a man and a woman walked in carefully, with a respectful look on their faces, obviously very afraid of the Korean fat man in the prayer room.

The thin white man with a hook nose bowed his waist, "Mr. Kim Ki-min, WBG Hell Training Camp Eighth Group, all members are twenty-nine, twenty-one of us killed, seven are captured by us, and one of them is unknown."

Kim Ki-min's face darkened, "Has the team token of the Eighth Group still not found?"

"Team leader, we are incompetent." The thin, hook-nosed man's face turned pale and his body trembled.

"Are you afraid of me?" Kim Ki-min had a "kind" smile on her face.

"No, absolutely not." The hook-nosed man barely squeezed a strange smile from his face, and his heart beat violently irresistibly. After all, 16 of the thirty members of the WBG Hell Training Camp 23 team died in the hands of Kim Ki-min, the leader of the moody and cruel method.

No one thought at the beginning that this Korean fat man who looked inconspicuous was actually a congenital level 6 master. When the 23rd group arrived in Casablanca, Kim Ki-min, the Korean fat man who had never attracted attention, suddenly attacked and killed the former team leader and quickly controlled the entire team.

The brutal Kim Ki-min gained control of the 23rd Group with high pressure means, and the team members who resisted him or showed any dissatisfaction with him were executed ruthlessly by him one after another.

Also under the leadership of Kim Ki-min, the 23rd Group easily defeated the 8th Group without any innate level experts with cruel means.

"Did the seven captured people not tell where the group token is hidden?" Jin Minji frowned, "Eli, aren't you a military doctor from Kuwait? You said that you are proficient in various tortures."

"Mr. Jin, I have the best of my ability." Eli, the silent brown-haired woman, hurriedly defended, "Seven prisoners, six of them have been killed by me, and I can be sure that they do not know the whereabouts of the token."

"That means, the token is on the 8th group member who escaped?" A cold light flashed in Kim Ki-min's eyes.

"After entering Casablanca, the 8th group hid the token somewhere, and it shouldn't be on anyone." The hook-nosed man replied carefully.

"Things are very troublesome. The person who escaped is said to be a Russian super spy. He is good at disguising himself. In the vast crowd, we may not be able to find him. In this way, the conditions for destroying the 8th Group will not be achieved." Kim Ki-min said thoughtfully, "It seems that the final breakthrough is only on the seventh prisoner, Yili, have you ever used heavy punishment on the last person?"

"I..." Yili stopped talking.

"Answer me." Kim Ki-min snarled.

Yili shook her head gently and gritted her teeth and said, "She... she is three months pregnant, I can't do this."

"Pan!" A heavy slap knocked Yili, who was covered in blood, to the ground.

"Mr. Kim..." Yili wanted to say something, and Kim Min-ki's right foot was already hanging above her chest.

There was a dull "bang."

Yili, whose ribs were broken, didn't snort, but spit out blood, her head tilted, and she died.

"Take me to the torture room, I will do my own thing and I will definitely ask about the whereabouts of the 8th Group of Tokens." Kim Ki-min rubbed the blood-stained leather shoes back and forth on Yili's body.

The dark basement of the mosque has become the exclusive underground interrogation room of the 23rd Group of WBG Training Camp.

There are six dead corpses in the small torture room.

Apart from two white men in black suits who were disgusting and responsible for torture and confession, the only living mouth in the room was an oriental woman fixed on the wall with chains. Her face and limbs were covered with various scars.

"Damn it, this slut, Yili, said that she was a pregnant woman, and she could only torture her limbs and face. It was really unpleasant." The tall man in the suit said hatefully.

"I think Mr. Jin will let us go after knowing this, so don't worry." The medium-sized man in suit looked at the woman in Dongfang and smiled sinisterly.

Li 9 never dreamed that he would fall to this point.

She is a private agent under the command of Li Hu, the commander of the Asian Intelligence Administration. Li Hu rescued a total of thirteen babies from battlefields around the world twenty-five years ago, and named them Li 1 to Li 13. She has undergone harsh special training since she was a child in order to make them become the private elite agents of the Li family.

Li 9 can be said to be the best among the thirteen young female agents, so ten years ago, the 18-year-old Li 9 received a special order from Lu Xuan’s grandfather Li Hu, secretly following Lu Xuan, who was practicing at home to protect him, and he would never be allowed to be discovered.

In the blink of an eye, seven years have passed, and Li 9 has always been wandering around Lu Xuan in a close relationship. In the past seven years, except for Li Hu, there is only general who knows that Li 9 exists. Because Li 9 has saved Lu Xuan at least three times, Lu Xuan has lost consciousness in those three times, but the general is very clear, but the general did not tell Lu Xuan this secret, because the general knows that Li 9 is the person who is secretly guarding Lu Xuan.

As Lu Xuan gradually grew stronger and stronger, his strength far surpassed Li 9. Li 9 has stopped taking action in the past three years, and has followed Lu Xuan far away, just quietly accompanying Lu Xuan to grow up together.

Four months ago, Li 9 met her favorite person in India. At the age of 25, she fell in love for the first time. However, because of her mission, she agreed with a software engineer that one year later, when Lu Xuan became an adult at the age of 18, she could completely take off the task, marry her engineer boyfriend, and become an ordinary housewife.

"I've been watching him grow up like this, I really don't want to leave him."

"Wait a little longer, wait for another year, and let me accompany him for the last year."

"For so many years, I feel like he is like my son. In the future, I will have a son who is as handsome as Lu Xuan."

Li 9 herself did not expect that she was assigned to the "Group 8" of the Death Group in order to accompany Lu Xuan.

What she didn't expect was that during the interrogation, she was told by Yili that she had been pregnant for three months.

"Baby, no matter what, mom will definitely give birth to you and let you grow up healthily like Brother Lu Xuan." Li 9, who was covered in wounds, murmured to himself.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and in the dazzling light, Korean fat Kim Ki-min walked in with a hook-nosed man.

"She is the last survivor to be pregnant."

"Yes, it's her."

Kim Ki-min looked at Li 9's slightly raised belly and said indifferently, "If you use torture, don't care about the child in her belly."

****

Lu Xuan led Shaoer and Xie Juan to the gate of the dilapidated mosque.

"General, I'm here, is that?"

"Yes, it's here." The general's hoarse electronic synthesized voice rang out.

“What do I need to do?”
Chapter completed!