Outside the gate, Wu Song Jiang Jing stretched out his hand and slowly pulled out Jiang Fang's auxiliary breathing apparatus.

Honk......

The heartbeat on the instrument turned into a straight line, and Jiang Fang lost his breath in his sleep.

"Ahhh......hh

When his heart rate became a straight line, Jiang Jing let out a roar like a bereaved beast, and his hands were clenched into fists.

He held it so hard that his fingernails pierced the palms of his hands.

The blood was low, staining the sheets on Jiang Fang's body blood-red.

The muscles of Wu Song Jiang Jing's whole body were twitching, and he roared hoarsely: "Arrange people immediately, use all resources, I want to know Lin Xiaotian's current location! If Lin Xiaotian can't be found before dawn, then you can all give Xiaofang a funeral!"

Wu Song Jiang Jing's subordinates outside the gate shivered in unison, and they didn't dare to hesitate at all, they all walked out of the ward and began to make frantic phone calls.

Wu Song Jiang Jing used to be a murderous master, but now that his son is dead, he has turned into a mad beast, and if they hesitate a little, they will definitely be torn to pieces.

After leaving the ward, after Jiang Jing returned to the villa, he found ten women, not young and beautiful women, but women who had given birth, he wanted to give birth, and he wanted to continue the incense of the Jiang family.

With his son's pale face flashing in his mind, Jiang Jing cried hysterically, but he still kept impacting and firing.

Those women were frightened half to death by his crazy appearance, where was there any pleasure at all, and they screamed extremely sadly, as if they had been forced.

It's still on the banks of the Songhua River, but this time it's not just wine, but also barbecue, Lin Xiaotian got six pigeons, and slowly smoked them on the charcoal fire.

Swish!

A black shadow appeared beside Lin Xiaotian as if it was a ghost.

"Here, let's have a bite to eat. Lin Xiaotian didn't raise his head, and kept flipping the pigeon in his hand.

The person who came was Dongfang Ren, he looked at the leisurely Lin Xiaotian, and said with some tears and laughter: "You are so interested, you still have the heart to eat barbecue at this time." ”

Lin Xiaotian teased jokingly: "Since I have already paid for the Seven Killings of Jizo, I can naturally enjoy life leisurely, don't you want to tell me that you Jizo Seven Kills may miss, right?"

Dongfang Ren snorted coldly: "Don't worry, the Seven Kills of Jizo will definitely not miss!"

"Isn't that enough! Come, try my craft. Lin Xiaotian stuffed a roast pigeon into Dongfang Ren's hand.

Dongfang Ren's hand can only kill people with a sword, he has never done such a thing as cooking, and he can't help but be a little curious when he sees the dignified god actually barbecue himself.

"Your eyes are so weird, you can't have never cooked food yourself, right?" Lin Xiaotian raised his eyebrows.

Dongfang Ren nodded as a matter of course: "The gentleman is far away from the kitchen......"

"Stop! Don't tell me, you never eat when you're on a sleeper assassination mission. Lin Xiaotian said angrily, this Dongfang Ren not only learned swordsmanship and ancient rituals, but also learned the ancient dross.

Dongfang Ren looked at Lin Xiaotian with an idiot look, and said lightly: "When you are lurking, you make a fire to cook, isn't it obvious that you are exposing the target? ”

Lin Xiaotian was speechless, and could only stretch out his thumb speechlessly.

When he encountered this wild madman, he really had nothing to say.

"I've already arranged the manpower, act on time at two o'clock in the morning, and if there is such a task of picking up money for nothing in the future, remember to greet me. Dongfang Ren took a bite of the roast pigeon, found that it tasted very good, and ate a pigeon in a few bites, and unceremoniously reached out to pick up the second one.

Lin Xiaotian glanced at him and snorted lightly: "The task is there, but it's just to prepare to go to the foot basin country to make trouble, do you dare to go?"

"Foot Basin Country, are you going to deal with the Kusanagi Mercenary Group?" Dongfang Ren was a little clear.

Lin Xiaotian nodded: "Yes, Kusanagi has been jumping too hard lately, I want to step on it!"

"Yes, but the fee will be high. Dongfang Ren ate other people's roast pigeon in his mouth, but he didn't mean to eat other people's short mouths at all.

"I found out that you are a money junkie! When you were at the Hilton Hotel, you even earned 800 yuan!" Lin Xiaotian joked.

Dongfang Ren quickly swept the four suckling pigeons into his stomach, stood up with a long sword, and said coldly: "Speaking of which, you still owe me 9,600 yuan and have not paid the bill, hurry up and give the money!"

Lin Xiaotian was immediately defeated by this more real man.

"I don't have time to withdraw money now, so let's go to the theater first. Lin Xiaotian got up and got into the car and waved at Dongfang Ren.

Two o'clock in the morning, the Jiang family's villa.

In the darkness of the night, only a few street lamps shone brightly, and patrols of three people roamed around the villa.

In addition to the five mercenaries of the polar bear, there was also a patrol of more than eighty people outside the villa of Wusong Jiang Jing outside the Guanwai.

In groups of three, they were divided into twenty groups, except for one group that was fixed in the villa, and the remaining twenty groups guarded the periphery.

On a tower sniper stand on the outskirts of the manor, a polar bear mercenary chats with other mercenaries through a headset.

"What the butcher said is really right, these Huaxia people are weak chickens, if we attack, we can destroy them with strong firepower in minutes!"

After waiting for a few minutes, he didn't hear a voice coming from the headphones, and the mercenary asked in a low voice: "Frykimir, ...... you talk back?"

There was still a sound in the headphones, and the mercenary group's face changed, and he lowered his head and looked in the direction of the other mercenaries from the sniper scope of the sniper rifle.

At this moment, he felt a slight chill on the back of his neck, and his whole body lost sensation, and only his head could move.

Not good!

The mercenary's heart jumped, he knew that he had been cut off.

Cutting off the neck is another silent means of killing people compared to cutting the throat.

Because international mercenaries are very familiar with throat cutting, basically all mercenaries will place iron pieces on their collars to prevent their throats from being cut.

Some assassination masters have developed a novel assassination method in response to this situation.

It is to cut the cervical vertebrae directly from a special position on the back of the neck, making people lose control of the body.

This method of assassination requires extremely delicate techniques and a knife that is so sharp that it is a broken blade, so few people use it, but those who can use this method to assassinate are undoubtedly masters.

The mercenary knew that he had met a master assassin.

Remembering that all the mercenaries, including the butcher, regarded the Huaxia people as weak chickens, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and wanted to open his mouth to shout to remind the other mercenaries.

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, a tasteless hand covered his mouth, and the sharp blade slashed through his throat, choking all his sounds back into his stomach.

Salsa......

In the darkness of the night, only the sound of carotid arteries spurting blood remained.

When he was dying, a figure in a black-and-gray nightcoat appeared in his pupils, a little thin, but dexterous, as if a ghost in the night, quickly leaning towards a three-person patrol team.

Syllable!

The emaciated figure deliberately stomped on a dead branch behind the trio.

The three bodyguards turned their heads vigilantly when they heard the voice.

As soon as they turned back, two blades slashed through the throats of the two men next to them.

The man in the middle had just reached his waist when he saw the thin figure open its mouth and squirt, a black light running through his throat.

In the moment after the killing, the thin figure flashed ghostly, hugged the fallen bodies of the three people, and gently placed them on the ground without making a sound.

The same scene was staged at the same time in the Jiang family's manor.

The seven black shadows were like the darlings of the night, not making too much noise, constantly harvesting the lives of the patrolmen in the manor.

Even the elite mercenaries of the Polar Bear Mercenary Regiment, who were highly skilled and could tear apart the Icewolf with their bare hands, were unable to make the slightest counterattack in the face of this kind of grandmaster-level assassination, and they were all assassinated before they even sounded the alarm.

It was only at this time that Lin Xiaotian's SUV slowly drove into the manor.

As soon as he got out of the car, Lin Xiaotian found the polar bear mercenary group emblems on the three white men who died at the door.

"The people from the polar bear are here too?" Lin Xiaotian frowned.

Dongfang Ren was also slightly stunned: "How can it be a member of the Polar Bear Mercenary Group? Could it be that Wu Song Jiang Jing and the Polar Bear Mercenary Group also collude?"

"The Polar Bear Mercenary Group is focused on the development of Western Europe, and it should not spread to the interior of China, I think it should be the arrangement of that Menshak Ilyich Kampov. Having said that, Lin Xiaotian's expression was not relaxed at all.

He had a very bad premonition, because of the appearance of the polar bear mercenary group, the dragon scales were probably no longer outside the pass and were sent to Tsarist Russia.

"However, speaking of which, the assassination strength of your Jizo Seven Killings is really strong, and nearly a hundred people have not even been able to make a single warning sound. Lin Xiaotian praised Dongfang Ren.

"It's not surprising that the Jizo Seven Killings exist for assassination. Dongfang Ren said with an expression on his face.

The seven killers of the Seven Killings of Jizo stood silently outside the villa with a large pile of weapons, obviously knowing that the last important person was to be left to Lin Xiaotian and Dongfang Ren to deal with.

At this time, the people in the villa finally noticed something unusual, but when they wanted to touch the gun, they found that all the firearms around them had strangely disappeared.

Outside the gate, Wu Song and Jiang Jing were still sprinting desperately on the woman, and when he heard the knock on the door, he was almost frightened.

"Get out! Don't you want to bother Lao Tzu!" Wu Song Jiang Jing scolded angrily.

"Boss, it's not good! Lin ...... Lin Xiaotian, I'm coming in with someone!" The bodyguard outside the door hurriedly shouted.

Guanwai Wusong Jiang Jing was really scared this time, even if he ate Brother Wei, it was useless.

Turning over and dismounting, he rushed out with the pistol under the pillow, but his feet were weak and he almost fell to the ground.

At his age, using Brother Wei to forcibly get on ten women is already a little out of strength.

"Damn, surnamed Lin! I have to kill you this time!" Wu Song Jiang Jing staggered open the door outside the gate, and rushed to the outside of the villa with a pistol.

In the other room, Alexander, the second leader of the Polar Bear Mercenary Regiment, the butcher, did not sleep, but he was not playing with women, but sharpening knives.

He makes good use of seven knives, each of which has been carefully honed by him to keep it in the sharpest condition.

He squinted his eyes as he looked at the blade that shimmered in the light, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Being able to fight with the famous gods in the mercenary world, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep.

"Heavenly God, Lin Xiaotian, if I can pull your skin off, it must be the most precious skin in my collection!"

At this moment, a hurried Tsarist Russian voice came into his room: "Butcher, something happened outside, Vladimir and they can't be contacted!"

Alexander, the butcher, turned his face into a change of face, put seven knives into his bag, put them on his back, and strode out of the room.

As soon as I walked out of the room, I heard chaos below, until three screams rang out, and calm was restored.

The polar bear mercenary's face changed slightly, and he said urgently: "The people under Wu Song Jiang Jing outside the gate are all finished, and they should be the last few people just now!"

"Damn! Even if Lin Xiaotian is really a god, it is impossible to kill a hundred people quietly!" Alexander the butcher took a step and strode down towards the first floor of the villa.

On the first floor of the villa, Wu Song Jiang Jing outside the gate carried a pistol and looked coldly at Lin Xiaotian in front of him.

"Hahaha! Lin Xiaotian! There is a road in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door in hell for you to break in! Today I will kill you with my own hands to pay tribute to my Xiaofang!"

Outside the Guan, Wu Song Jiang Jing smiled a little crazy, and his eyes were full of hatred.