Just when everyone was talking about it, speculating about what caused the flock of birds to attack humans, Yang Dawei felt a crisis that he had never felt before. This danger is more visible and unpredictable than ever. He didn't go out for the past few days, just hid in the study on the second floor, staring blankly at everything in the courtyard of the villa.

Three black crows stood on the neatly trimmed landscape tree, although their small heads were rotating all the time, but after Yang Dawei's observation, they found that most of the time they were looking at their bedroom. They were watching themselves, watching his movements.

Above Yang Dawei's villa, a few hundred meters in the air, there are also three black shadows constantly circling. When sunlight shines, a huge black bird eagle is projected on the ground. According to Yang Dawei's careful observation, it should be a species like an eagle.

Neither the one hovering above nor the tree occupying it in the courtyard made any sound. The small insects in the grass no longer chirped, and the whole villa was quiet, if there was no breeze, Yang Dawei suspected that this place was a dead house.

The deathly silence was unsettling. A dozen of his right-hand men had all died overnight. He had always thought that the spirit of birds and beasts was just an illusory legend, just a pretense for attracting people, but he had to believe it today. These birds are here for revenge. The group of people who went to kill Xiong Chou are all dead, and there is not a single one left, but they understand that revenge is not over, and there is a final mastermind behind it.

A warm hand shook Yang Dawei's hand. Yang was shocked, turned around suddenly, and was relieved when he found that it was his wife Hathily.

Hasili gently wiped the cold sweat from her husband's forehead and said, "What are you afraid of?" No matter how dangerous it was, she had never seen her husband so scared.

"Sly, we might be really done this time. When he spoke, he didn't look at Hysley, but looked out the window intently.

In the dense foliage, two or three dark shadows appeared from time to time, and it was two or three crows standing on the branches. They have been standing in the tree for two or three days, and in addition to grooming their feathers, they are also monitoring the movements of the owner in this house.

Hathiley also saw the black crows. She squinted, pulled a pistol from her husband's waist and shot it in the direction of the crow in the tree. After a loud bang, two crows were shot and fell to the ground, but one crow was standing on another tree, looking at them with its head tilted, as if mocking something.

"It's useless to do that. Yang Dawei looked at the dead body that fell to the ground and said.

As if she hadn't heard what her husband was saying, Hasley reloaded her ammunition and shot at the crow on the other side. After seven or eight bullets were fired, the only crow in the courtyard also fell into the dust.

Hathiley put the gun back into her husband's waist and said, "Isn't that okay?"

Before she could finish her sentence, she heard a long, shrill chirp from overhead, far in the sky, from several eagle-like birds.

"They can't be killed. On Yang Dawei's always calm and calm face, there was a hint of worry.

A fluttering sound sounded from far and near, and a black crow fell from the sky and landed again on a landscape tree. It stood on a branch at the top, its two smart eyes staring at Yang Dawei and Hai Sili.

Then the second and third black crows flew and landed in the courtyard one after another, their bodies were all staring in the direction of the second floor of the villa, and the two black eyes were all looking at Yang Dawei and the two.

In a short time, the trees in the courtyard were already full of nearly a hundred crows.

In the distance, there were still black and oppressive dark clouds rushing towards this side.

The two men in the room were staring at the strange scene in the courtyard in front of them, when they suddenly heard a dull crashing sound behind them.

The two men turned their heads like frightened birds, only to find only a sweat-soaked watermark in the center of the hard windowpane, and nothing else.

Just when the two of them felt suspicious, a black dot flew out of the grove in the distance. The small black dot was the size of a speck of dust at first, but then it became larger and larger, and Yang Dawei and Hai Sili soon discovered that it was also a black crow. The crow shot like an arrow from a distance, and slammed into it as if it had not seen the windowpane.

The door and window glass is made of a mixture of several hard materials, its hardness is comparable to reinforced concrete, under the crow's impact, of course, the glass was not broken, and after leaving a trace of bright red blood, it slowly slipped off the window glass, thinking that he had died on the spot.

At first, Yang Dawei thought that the crow was short-sighted and couldn't see whether there was glass or not, but he quickly abandoned this idea. From the dense artificial grove behind, a small black dot sprang out, and rushed over without fear of death. With a loud bang, the crow also crashed to death on the thick, hard glass, and a touch of blood stained the window.

One, two, three small black dots rose from the trees at the same time, and one or two smaller black dots seemed to appear further away in the sky. At a very high speed, these black dots began to shoot at the second-floor glass window behind the villa.

There were three bangs in a row, and the blood color in the middle of the glass window had turned from crimson to purple. Some messy black feathers stained the glass window, and it was impossible to tell which bird it was.

Yang Dawei and Hai Sili hugged each other and looked at this inexplicable scene in horror.

With a bang, all the crows in the front courtyard rose into the air, flapping their wings and hitting the front glass on the second floor. A small black corpse continued to slide down the glass window, and the glass window in front of it began to gradually diffuse red.

There was a slight click, and a tiny white crack appeared on the hard glass window. The crows in the back window, as soon as they heard this faint sound, the frequency of attacks immediately increased, and one by one the crows frantically slammed into the glass window, using their own death to break the hard barrier.

When the first crack appears, the second and third white cracks will soon appear. The clicking sound continued, and the middle part of the glass window soon appeared with dense white cracks, and the glass window was about to shatter.

Yang Dawei and Ha Sili looked at the flock of crows that seemed to come from the messengers of hell outside, and hugged each other even more tightly. Yang Dawei was thinking about when his group of foolish men would arrive, when he heard the sound of several military cars outside. He breathed a sigh of relief, took his wife's hand and ran downstairs.

There was a crisp sound of glass shattering, and sharp shards flew into the room. Two crows flew in first. Probably because of the sharp edges of the broken glass, the edges of the crows' wings were dyed red, and when they flew to the top of the chandelier, they were not very steady on their feet, and it seemed that their legs were also injured.

More crows poured in, and the sound of flapping wings could almost whip up a storm.

Hasili wanted to look back, but Yang Dawei stopped her. He and his wife quickly came to the hall on the first floor, where a small team of bodyguards was already standing. The bodyguards, each with a rifle in their hands, were shooting at the crows outside the courtyard.

Large swaths of crows were swept away in the dust, and a thick "black blanket" was soon laid on the ground in the courtyard. But more birds fell, some in the treetops, some in the courtyards, some on the rooftops, and when they saw the gunfire in the air, they flew into the air to take refuge.

Despite the large number of their companions killed by the gunfire, the crows did not let out any screams or wails, they just stared at the people in the hall with indifferent eyes.

Yang Dawei's black-clothed bodyguard team had just shot and killed a group of crows, and more birds would fly in the sky, so the number of birds in the courtyard had increased.

Such a scene that is not afraid of death, even the bodyguard team who has seen death can't help but feel frightened. Because there was a trace of fear in their hearts, they did not stop shooting at the courtyard outside.

Yang Dawei and Hai Sili were under the protection of their bodyguards, and before they could breathe, they heard a commotion behind them. The two glanced back, then froze again.

I saw that the stairs were densely packed with black crows, and their dexterous eyes were looking at the two of them. The corners of the stairs had been blocked, and some crows could be seen lying on the ground with blank eyes, apparently too small to be squeezed to death.

The crows on the stairs also did not attack the people not far away, they just stared coldly.

The black-clad bodyguard team quickly noticed something unusual, turned their heads and immediately shot into the staircase.

The crows soon died in patches, and in less than ten seconds no bird could stand. At this time, a few people were about to run out of ammunition and were about to change their ammunition, when they caught their breath when they saw another noise at the corner of the staircase, and a flock of crows poured out again, flowing like black ink to the staircase. This time, the crows were no longer just watching from the sidelines, but a few of them rose into the air, flying and crashing in the hall on the first floor, regardless of whether their wings were broken or not, and they were still screaming in desolation.