Black Widow Natasha of the Tomahawk. Leaning against the side of the cave wall, lay on the cold passageway. That delicate and clear body. Beautiful face. Delicate skin. If this is not too dangerous and bad. This concave and convex jade body is quite appreciative.

It's mouthwatering.

In front of the passage less than a dozen meters away from her. One has dark skin. Wearing camouflage combat uniforms. The emaciated black man fell to the ground in spite of the same body. Although he is now clearly in a comatose state. But in his left hand he still holds an American cavalry blade. Then he grabbed a Colt assault rifle in his right hand. Even if his eyes were closed at this time. But if someone approaches him. All have to be doubted. Lying on the ground, he would not kill the insailant with the weapon in his hand in an instant.

A few steps away from the man. The two people's bodies were lying on the ground in a strange posture. One of them was curled up. He didn't have any weapons on hand. But there is an anachronism at his convenience. It was a laptop with a flickering screen.

On his side. A young man with an Asian face. Leaning close to him. Close your lips tightly. Close your eyes tightly. But his face was unusually grim. It seems that there is unwillingness and unyielding. also has a stubbornness that is different from the previous three. It seems to speak to his inner thoughts at the moment.

Then. The flickering computer screen between the two of them suddenly stopped flickering. There was a series of irregular signal fluctuations above. After a brief period of volatility, everything returned to a standstill. The camera on the laptop suddenly lit up。。。。。。

Then. A black object in the arms of the other person also suddenly made three sounds, "Drop." Drip. drip". After that, calm returned。。。。。。

Just after this series of changes. Footsteps rang out in the distance. From far to near. It's a little noisy. Somewhat boisterous. There seem to be quite a few people.

A group of European-faced men in black suits with weapons surrounded two people with happy expressions. The smiling man stopped in front of the three. Then out of the crowd came a white man in a military boot. He slammed his foot on the flickering computer. He sneered and said, "At this time, I don't give up." I still want to save my life by this futile and useless act. Wishful thinking"

The man's feet slammed back and forth on the smashed computer. After completely scrapping the valuable laptop, he raised his foot and kicked the Asian man next to his feet: "This is the third time we have met." You've finally fallen at my feet. This time I see if you can escape."

"Oh。。。。。 George. Tut-tut。。。。。 Tut-tut-tut... Another person stepped out of the crowd. Came to his side and patted him on the shoulder. He said with a smile: "We have reached the moment to reap the fruits of victory. Isn't there a rush to pick at this moment? What's the hurry. ”

"I really want to take it now," the man known as George kicked the man on the ground twice, "Luwitt." It seems that you are looking forward to this time for a day or two."

"It seems to be taking a little longer than you," Luwitt shook the cigar in his hand. Pointing to the people on the ground, he said, "For this reason." I've paid a lot of money."

"Each other. George pulled a pistol from his bosom and pulled the bolt at the man on the ground, just about to pull the trigger. Luwitt stepped forward and hurriedly stopped him: "What I said was collected." It's not like you're going to kill him right now."

George frowned and stared at Luwitt seriously, saying, "I don't think it's the right choice for your unique hobby to be in front of me. The people of the earth must die. Now is the time. Urgently"

George kept accentuating his tone: "It's the first time you've come into contact with him. His danger, I promise, is beyond your imagination. If it weren't for seeing the bullet in my hand pierce his head. Squirted his brains and splashed them at my feet. Even if it's just a minute's delay. I also think that changes can happen at any time. So..... I hope your hand on my gun had better be removed quickly"

"Nope. No. No," Louvet shook his head. He then pulled out a cigar and shoved it into George's mouth. said: "At this time, your tense nerves should be relaxed a little. Besides, I don't agree with your proposal. I don't agree at all. I think you know better than I do the effects of VX2 nerve paralysis gas. It can remain unconscious for several hours after being inhaled. Mental malaise. The limbs are unconscious. Do you think it's possible for him to leap up from the ground and cut your neck? So I think. Your suggestion is not good. I don't like it."

Luvet opened his arms. Constantly shaking and excitedly said, "I think we should appreciate a long-lost one." A long-awaited visual feast. What a wonderful moment it was. George..... I think. You probably won't be disgusted with my proposal."

"But。。。。。 George was also a little moved by Luwitt's proposal. Imagine that this opponent who made him restless and sleepless could open his eyes and see him as an enemy standing in front of him in a victorious posture. That psychological superiority. A sense of revenge. How desirable it should be.

George really wanted to see it. This enemy who has made him lose face twice in a row. If you can watch his victorious smile after waking up. What a wonderful sight it would be.

"Oh. No. Nothing. I promise. I can guarantee with the billions of dollars in arms that I have in my hands. When we are done with this visual feast. You can tear his head apart at any time with a bullet in your hand. Even if you just get in front of him. Let his brains be sprayed all over you, and I won't refuse."

"I'm not as disgusting as you think," George reluctantly put down his gun. After turning around, he said, "I hope there won't be any flaws with this bullshit proposal of yours."

Luvit took a hard puff on his cigar. Shrugged his shoulders and said, "My proposal." Always the most perfect and pleasing to the eye"

。。。。。。。。

Hu Bandit felt very tired. Indescribable exhaustion. It feels like the whole body is even in the bones. It seems that even taking a breath will use all the strength of the whole body. It seems that inhaling and exhaling are both very luxurious.

He felt his eyelids heavy. I can't lift the strength even if I want to open my eyes. I tried a little. Still so. How could I be so tired.

He also felt that his spirit was very weak. It seems to be intermittent. Even the slightest thought in your head will make your whole head explode. How could I be so unbearable.

Hu Bandit thinks so far. He had never been so weak in more than 20 years. Even if it was a few shots before. The bleeding did not stop. Even if he used to nest in the Great Xing'an Mountains covered by heavy snow, he didn't sleep or eat for a few days and nights. It won't be so unbearable.

What's wrong with yourself.

It's better to live than to die. He felt a hint of panic and fear. Hu Bandit never thought that he would have such a helpless and worried time.

He wanted to shake his head and adjust his mind. Then recall what really happened. to let myself end up like this. But I found that this move was so pale. Because he didn't have the strength to shake his head.

I took a few breaths of hard air. Try to recover some strength. Hu Bandit reluctantly remembered. It seems that he entered Afghanistan in the Middle East a few days ago.

It was as if he had come to do something that had been obsessed with him for a long time.

It seems that this has been laid out for a long time. It took a lot of effort.

It looked like he was here to kill someone. One he lived for more than twenty years after he lived. The one who wants to kill the most.

Who is that person.

Hu Bandit felt a sharp pain in his head. It's about to blow up. But he couldn't remember who the person he wanted to kill so much.

"Whoa。。。。。 ”

With the movement of a stream of water. A chill that was cold to his bones suddenly spread all over his body. He felt his head get wet. It was as if water was dripping from my hair.

He felt his clothes wet as well. It's all on my body. He shivered incessantly from the cold.

The entire body from head to toe. It's wet up and down.

Stimulated by this biting coolness. The bandit gradually regained consciousness. He remembered. He's here to kill the world's second-largest arms smuggler. Luwitt.

Regained a little consciousness. The thinking gradually became coherent. Hu Bandit slowly opened his eyes under the stimulation of this coolness. Faintly visible. In front of him was a man carrying a bucket. Zhengyin smiled and held a cigar in his mouth. Keep an eye on him.

"I've been waiting for this moment for a long time. I'm getting impatient of waiting," the man carrying the bucket suddenly pressed the cigar in his hand on the bandit's forehead, "So I have to find a way to make you sober." lest I wait any longer."

The fire on the cigar touched the bandit's forehead. It was very clear that there was a lot of movement. It was the sound of the heat burning the skin.

The cigar smoke fell to the ground. A round, rugged burn scar appeared on the bandit's forehead. Blinding. Unsightly. Ugly.

George put his face in front of the bandits. A very satisfied smile was revealed: "Mr. Hu。。。。。。。 Thank you for coming to your senses so quickly."

"Haha... Ha ha.... Luwitt walked over to George's side. At first, he frowned and looked at the superb Cuban handmade cigar on the ground, which was still half under, and shook his head with some regret. Then he said excitedly, "George." I'm right. Isn't it exciting to look forward to a long-awaited visual feast?"