Yan Jiucheng's face darkened after hearing the conversation of the gray pupil coming from the tracker.

In order to prevent Gray Pupil from spotting the tracker, he deliberately did not bounce the tracker on the experienced woman, and chose to install it when it was very confusing.

It stands to reason that in such an environment, it is difficult to detect a tracker that only works for fifteen hours and then explodes.

But 'hard' is not 'absolutely not'.

Yan Jiucheng also considered this.

What if so?

If it is found, then the only thing left to blame is on the Nighthawk organization, and one or two of the Nighthawks must be found in the shortest possible time, kill him, and put the rest of the trackers in his pocket.

Although this is very risky, after all, you don't know which one is the Nighthawk, and there are no companions not far from this person, and they will also have something like walkie-talkie on their body, is it that when he strikes his hand, he has been exposed to the surveillance of the Nighthawk organization?

Even, the Nighthawk Organization has connections with other underworld organizations, and must have an extremely good grasp of the underground passages, is it a sight and ears at important levels?

Any one of these is enough to make Yan Jiucheng die in Jiuquan, and these are very likely to happen.

But don't take any chances, the whole operation fails.

It's not a question of whether it's worth the gamble, it's a question of having to gamble.

Within seconds of Gray Pupil discovering the tracker, Yan Jiucheng had already made a decision. But just as he was about to order Xuan Lin to give the position of the Nighthawk sniper who was sniping against Gu Miqing, he heard a thud from the gray pupil.

It's gunshots, sniper shotguns.

Hearing this gunshot, Yan Jiucheng only felt that his hair seemed to explode, and his eyes immediately looked at the window and looked at the tree-lined mountain in the distance.

"Gu Miqing, you fool!!" Yan Jiucheng shouted in his heart, he naturally understood why Gu Miqing did this, it was nothing more than that she had found a better and faster way: to destroy the gray pupils and seal the secret with death.

Before Yan Jiucheng's order could be sent, he heard a gunshot.

Finished...... Finished!

Yan Jiucheng was like a trapped beast that had been hit on the head, and he trembled in the room.

Gu Miqing killed another one, and this person was obviously the one who wore the tracker.

Although the effect of the tracker was quite noisy under the signal shielding, Yan Jiucheng could hear it clearly, this was the voice of death, the sound of the death of the gray pupil, and the voice of Gu Miqing summoning the god of death.

Pressing the button to send the command, Yan Jiucheng felt a burst of despair: the command could not be sent, and the other party had blocked the message.

This means that Gu Miqing destroyed the watch, and the most important watch for communication between them destroyed the internal functions and turned it into an ordinary watch.

"Everyone remembers that this watch is our life, and we cannot completely destroy it until we have to. Because as long as it's there, we can locate your location for easy rescue or ...... Speaking of this, Gu Miqing paused, his expression a little sad: "Or the corpse returns." ”

This watch is extremely difficult to decipher even if the enemy holds it in their hands, and many people will find traces of spies before they die, so they cannot be destroyed unless they have to.

"However, there is a situation that must be destroyed. Gu Miqing's hand knocked heavily on the blackboard: "When your death is not infested with spies, and it will expose the entire team, you must be destroyed immediately, and when you destroy it, you must be ready to sacrifice, you should immediately disfigure and bite your teeth." ”

Yan Jiucheng's hands trembled, and he frantically pressed the command to send, but what appeared on the screen was: no response.

"Boss. Xuan Lin's voice came, and with the miniature microphone hidden in his ear, Xuan Lin's voice was particularly weak and sad, with a hint of crying: "No. 021 has lost contact." ”

In the distance, a dense burst of gunfire was heard from the other side of the mountain.

Several more explosions were heard.

Yan Jiucheng sat down on the ground all of a sudden, he tried to stand up several times, but he couldn't.

He knew that he had to continue to complete the mission, he had to complete the mission, but he couldn't stand up, his legs were shaking wildly, his hands were shaking wildly, and he couldn't even control his teeth and pounded up and down like he was frozen.

Syllable!

He slapped himself in the face, trying to keep his teeth from hitting up and down so hard.

But it can't be done.

A great sadness swept over Yan Jiucheng, a sadness he had never experienced and could not bear.

"Yan Jiucheng's biggest weakness is that he has never been in love, and it is likely that a frustration in love will make him lose his mind and even his ability to act. The old man's comments are vivid.

At that time, Yan Jiucheng just sneered in his heart, thinking, isn't it just a broken love?

But isn't this more than frustration?

Gu Miqing's life ......

At this time, Yan Jiucheng completely lost his mobility, he couldn't even control his teeth, how could he talk about setting up a formation and killing the enemy?

"Boss, I'm in the dung truck in the car wash, this dung truck is going to go out, am I retreating?" the old hanger's inquiry appeared on his watch.

"Chief, I've been at the bottom of the mountain, and the general location of the Nighthawk Striker has been determined. ”

"Boss, I'm in the dung truck, should I go out now?

"Boss, so the tracker has expired, request a reply. ”

Yan Jiucheng looked at the messages scrolling on the mobile phone screen, every message was waiting for his order, tears rolled in his eyes, because there were so many messages, none of them were sent by Gu Miqing.

"Hello, I'm Gu Miqing, and when necessary, I will protect you with my life. ”

Yan Jiucheng's mind echoed over and over again the words she said when she first met Gu Miqing. As she said this, she held out her hand and approached.

A faint aroma came.

Yan Jiucheng was extremely excited and stretched out his hand to hold the hand of the big beauty in front of him, he was secretly happy in his heart, he had never touched the hand of such a beautiful girl, and he took a big advantage.

Oh no, I've never seen such a beautiful girl, and I've taken advantage of it.

This kind of mentality of taking advantage made Yan Jiucheng at that time not take what she said to heart.

Yan Jiucheng spread out his hand, trying to feel the feeling of holding Gu Miqing's hand in the past, but as soon as his hand was spread out, it was full of blood, and around him was the smell of blood gushing from the mouth of the dead man next to him.

There is no tenderness in the palm of the hand, and there is no fragrance of Gu Miqing.

This kind of blood pulled Yan Jiucheng back to the battlefield at once, and he seemed to suddenly wake up, trembling against the wall and standing up, the sun shining on his body.

The sun is very good, Yan Jiucheng is full of blood and killing.

"She's not dead, she's definitely not dead!" Yan Jiucheng's hand clenched into a fist tightly: "Even if she dies, she will die to see the corpse!" No, it is impossible to die!"

Yan Jiucheng regained control of his body, although his hands were still shaking, they were not shaking uncontrollably, but full of vengeance.

There was a chill in his eyes.

"You go out first, disguise yourself as a reporter, and go to the bottom of the mountain to greet Gu Miqing, remember, don't rush to the mountain, wait for me to come along. ”

"The positioning has been seen, and immediately help the old crane to take out the monitoring. ”

After the order, Yan Jiucheng put his ear to the door, listened, and then opened the door decisively and dodged out. He jumped down the aisle with a gun in his hand, in the direction of Grey Pupil.

It wasn't far away, but in a minute, he ran to the vicinity of the gray pupil, and in the distance, he saw two people who were members of the black organization also running towards him, presumably hearing the gunshots from here and coming to support.

They saw the gray pupils lying on the ground, and seemed extremely shocked, raising their guns in a moment of panic.

And Yan Jiucheng did not stop, nor did he hide, but accelerated his pace more and more, and raised the gun that had just been captured from the dead man, full of bullets.

When those people saw Yan Jiucheng rushing over, they didn't notice that there was anything wrong with him, and thought it was a member of other underworld organizations, and shouted loudly: "Come on......! ”

Killing intent flashed in Yan Jiucheng's eyes.

Then, all I could hear was the sudden sound of his gun.

There was no machine gun with a silencer, and the sound was deafening, echoing throughout the villa.

The two were shot numerous times and fell in pools of blood.

"Someone's shooting over there!"

"Gray pupils!"

Such a clear gunfight attracted the surrounding members of the black organization and the companions of the gray pupil, Yan Jiucheng heard a sound of footsteps, which came from only twenty or thirty meters away from him, and it was especially obvious in the narrow underground passage.

And Yan Jiucheng's footsteps did not stop at all, let alone dodge.

He still ran towards Gray Pupil without hesitation, and when he ran nearby, he looked at the woman who had fallen to the ground with a shot in the head, and then picked up a machine gun and shot them more than a dozen times.

Sudden Sudden Sudden ......

The sound of these gunshots made the people around them more and more convinced that Grey Pupil had been attacked, and their footsteps suddenly became quieter, and as long as the footsteps were light, it could be inferred that they were nearby and were forming an encirclement.

Yan Jiucheng bent down and stuffed the remaining few trackers into the pocket of one of the members of the underworld organization, and then did not flee, but calmly raised his wrist to confirm the location.

Turning around again, he saw a member of the Black Organization half-bent over with a gun not far away.

"Hmph. Yan Jiucheng sneered, his teeth were almost bitten off by him, and that kind of hatred grew like a devil, making Yan Jiucheng's eyes red.

Kill the red eye.

He pulled out an egg-sized ping-pong ball from his backpack.

With a single press, it was thrown directly at the person.

I only heard a bang......

The whole passage was trembling.

One leg and several arms were blown up.

[Today I am coming to Beijing, tomorrow on the 23rd 17K annual meeting, I hope you can give more red envelopes to help me get to the top ten...... Hee-hee, there are cards and woods in this way~ Let people know that there are a lot of men behind my Lao Jing to support drop!]