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Thunder rumbled in the distant sky, the air was humid and muggy, and the black night sky was like a giant beast with its bloody mouth open, as if it could swallow this huge manor into its belly at any time and place. When darkness fell, the manor was as bright as day, and the dazzling searchlights attracted the flying fireflies on the South American continent. No one cared, a light civilian plane, risking being struck by lightning, quietly glided through the air above the manor under the cover of thunder.

Four imperceptible black dots appeared in the night sky, and after a few seconds, they bloomed in mid-air like a white lotus in midsummer.

"It's going to rain!" a cold raindrop fell on Jack's forehead as he was patrolling, "Damn, I'm going to be drenched in soup again tonight!" Jack stood by the pool, cursing in a low voice, and unbridled laughter continued to be heard from the villa through a floor-to-ceiling glass door. Jack was familiar, it was Diatho's voice, the demon who killed without blinking.

"Bang!" a gunshot rang out, and there was a burst of screams from the villa, followed by the demon's brutal scolding and laughter.

"How many are these?" Jack exhaled heavily, snorting heavily - he hadn't killed anyone, in fact, there were not a few enemies who had died at his hands on the battlefield, but the killing of civilians for no reason was the madness of tyrants against #humanity.

"Come, put on a raincoat! Companion Chloe handed over a raincoat and cursed God who changed his face at every turn.

Jack took the raincoat and put it on, and suddenly his movements froze: "Chloe, I seem to hear something, did you hear it?"

Chloe looked around at a loss, "I didn't hear anything." Brother, you're too tired these days, aren't you? Look, the guys on the roof haven't reacted at all, and if anything out of the ordinary, they'll be sure to spot it before we do. Chloe waved at the bodyguards on the roof, and the people on the roof also saw Chloe's gesture and gestured from a distance, indicating that it was normal.

"Maybe I'm overthinking!" Jack waved at the guy on the roof, and the two quickly walked out of the courtyard where the outdoor pool was located.

A few hundred meters from the villa, it was dim, and there was silence in the hemp fields separated by barbed wire, and four parachutes were ready to land unmistakably in the middle of the hemp fields.

After cutting the parachute line, the four men split into two paths and quietly ran in two completely different directions.

Diatho attached great importance to the hemp field, and spent a lot of money to build a barbed wire fence in the manor, and mercenaries were sent to patrol the barbed wire every hour.

No one noticed that the endless barbed wire had been cut into two gaps for one person to pass through.

After two very faint sounds of breaking the air, the two mercenaries on the steps slowly fell to the ground without noticing.

Before the bodyguard who was relieving himself in the shade of the tree could react, he was already hanging into the air, and the blade that flashed cold instantly slashed through the artery in his neck.

Soon, the cry of a strange owl was heard in the distance, and sure enough, as agreed, four sounds.

"Chloe, listen, what's that?" Jack alertly raised his submachine gun, pointing in the direction the voice came from.

"Brother, don't worry, that's an owl, listen to the voice, this damn bird should be Sichun. Chloe touched the rain on her face and shook her hands angrily, "For the sake of money......

In the splendid villa, the slightly chubby Diatour shook the blood-like red wine in the crystal goblet, looked at the people who were trembling and cleaning the blood under the huge crystal lamp, and muttered with dull eyes: "Dare to rob my money! Grab my money? You all have to die, you all have to die!"

The blood on the expensive carpet had already seeped into the internal fibers, dyeing the originally colorful blanket crimson, and the servant who was prostrate on the blanket trembled and did not dare to lift his head.

Diadou looked at the crimson and suddenly remembered that night more than 20 years ago, he was like the Peru in front of him wearing a small hat, trembling and prostrate at Escobar's feet, at that time, Escobar would shoot his subordinates directly whenever things didn't go his way. At that time, Diado knew that perhaps one night in the near future, he himself would be punched a bloody hole in the head with a pistol by Escobar, and then someone like himself would clean up the mess.

Diatho has never been a character to sit still, so he chose betrayal.

Former loyalty was due to power and fear, and then betrayal was due to temptation and fear. The reason why there was no betrayal in the past was simply because there were not enough chips, the temptation was not big enough, and the fear was not enough to threaten life.

Between life and death, Diado chose the former, knowing that the Colombian police had set up a special operations group against Escobar the year before, and that this special operations team included many CIA agents.

In the face of real strength, every conspiracy and trickery is a paper tiger -- in terms of strength, who can compare with the United States, which has only been independent for more than 200 years?

Diado chose betrayal, power, money and beauty.

But now, the Americans have issued an ultimatum that if they don't make up that money, they will bear the consequences.

A leading official in Colombia also issued a final warning to make up the money or face it.

"Damn American dogs, damn Helipua, damn ......" Thinking of this, Diatho once again burst into a rage, picked up the submachine gun at hand, and aimed it at the servant who was cleaning up the carpet.

The servant from Peru ...... never understood why he had given up his family to come to this strange country until he died.

"Quick, somebody, clean up the floor for me!" Diatour shouted drunkenly out the door.

It's just that after a long time, no one has appeared.

"You damn fools, come and get a man, or I'll kill you all, all of you!" Diatour picked up the submachine gun again, and fired at the expensive giant crystal chandelier, and finally after a magazine of bullets, the crystal chandelier crashed to the ground, smashing the corpses on the ground into a bloody blur.

In the upstairs room, Julie smiled and waved the whip in his hand, and on the pillar opposite was a small Asian fresh meat with delicate eyebrows: "Quick, beg for mercy from Princess Ben, you damn bastard." ”

The Asian young man who had just had a fish and water with Juliet cried and begged for mercy: "Dear Princess Juliet, let me go......"

The more he begged for mercy, the more cheerful the leather whip in Juliet's hand waved, and then the sound of the frantic submachine gun downstairs, Juliet almost reached the critical point of love and physiology.

Rumble!

I don't know what it was, all of a sudden, the European-style window of the room was shattered, and the colorful glass was shattered all over the floor, and then, a slender but tall figure crossed a very beautiful arc from the air outside the window and jumped into the window.

Juliet was startled, stunned for a moment, and then rushed to the head of the bed, where there was a weapon on the bedside table.

But before she had taken two steps, her knees went numb, her eyes were smashing, and she turned back in horror, and she found that she had just jumped through the window of a slender woman dressed in tight black, but her face was unexpectedly beautiful, as beautiful as the saint she had seen in Bible illustrations when Juliet was a child.

"You...... Who are you......" Juliet was horrified to see two strange-looking long, thin needles stuck in his knees, one end reaching his knees, and the other end being exposed in the shape of a strange flame bird. Juliet relieved her nerves and immediately shouted, "Help, there are assassins!"

The woman who broke in through the window smiled softly, her eyes cold.

"You...... What do you want?" Juliet seemed to suddenly have enough confidence again, "You dare to move me to try, there are tens of thousands of troops outside!" Thinking of his father's mercenaries, Juliet's heart was slightly settled.

The stunningly beautiful woman with a cold face glanced at the young Asian man tied to the pillar and asked in Chinese, "Chinese?"

The young man who was whipped out of blood on his body looked dazed.

The woman said in Japanese, "Japanese?"

The young man's expression instantly became excited, and he said in Japanese, "Are you also Japanese......?"

The corner of the stunning woman's mouth raised lightly for no reason: "Fortunately, it is not Chinese." ”

After speaking, he no longer paid attention to the Japanese young man, and his eyes fell on Juliet who quietly moved to the bedside: "I told him that as long as he is my man, he is my whole world." She smiled and said to Juliet in fluent Spanish, "The first time you were at the airport in Hong Kong, you should know to stop." Alas......" she sighed softly, and even the young man tied to the pillar was stunned.

"There is a kind of sorrow, which makes me frown and go up to my heart. His affairs are messy enough, you still have to come to add to the blockage, in this case, he is not good at fighting women, so I have to do it with a woman. I don't know when, she had three more long needles in her hand, "Don't worry, killing people is too bad, his master said that he was too bad, and I can't help him kill again." ”

She sighed slightly, as if sighing for the spring flower Xie Qiuyue.

The Japanese young man looked at Juliet, who had passed out, and looked at the woman who was so beautiful that he was suffocated with a look of fear: "You...... You killed her?"

She shook her head slightly: "No, she's still alive, but in a sense, she's dead." ”

"Diado won't let you go!" the young Japanese kindly reminded her.

She chuckled, "You're the only one here who has seen what I look like." ”

The Japanese youth was shocked: "You ...... You're going to kill me too?"

She shook her head: "I don't like to kill. ”

The Japanese youth breathed a sigh of relief, but still asked fearfully: "Are you...... Will you let me go?"

She just looked out the window and into the distance.

After a long time, he said: "People, first of all, they must learn to let go of themselves. ”