"Leader, what about the fox?" At this time, the ape man suddenly slapped his head and brought up a person who was almost forgotten by everyone.

Yes, when most of the personnel of the wild dog team stood firmly beside Hou Rui, Guan Hu was shaken, after the elves left the fuel tanker parking lot, Guan Hu lost contact with everyone, just when he entered the temporary stronghold, the ape once took a look online, and found that Guan Hu was just like a few hours, sitting motionless in the disguised ward of the tanker, probably waiting for news.

As the saying goes, if you are not of my race, your heart will be different!

Since Guan Hu has made a choice, the wild dog team can't be regarded as nothing, generally for the discord factor in this group, the most concise way in the organization is to wipe it out, so the elves have such a mind at this moment, as long as Hou Rui gives him an order, the execution of Guan Hu will start immediately.

But Hou Rui thought about it carefully, and finally said to the elves and others who looked expectant: "No, it may be useful for us to keep the fox as well." ”

"Wait, Guan Hu he chooses to wait and see, this ......" The elf directly wanted to persuade Hou Rui to change his mind, but Hou Rui said very stubbornly: "The matter of the ghost fire has just passed, and the wild dog team is the time when it gets the most attention, and now if any of us has an accident, it will attract the attention of those who have a heart, let's keep Guan Hu for the time being, send him back to Crow Mountain, and then change the pocket watch back." ”

"But wouldn't that be too risky to put an alien in the squad?"

"Then it depends on what you think, Guan Hu did not follow the team, but he did not do anything to harm our team, let's spare his life first!"

Obviously, this reason was enough to convince the elf, so she didn't speak out against it, and it was a tacit acquiescence to Hou Rui's arrangement.

Next, when the people of the dingo team moved again, and the team returned from the temporary base to the tanker truck parking lot, the apes began to prepare for retreat, but in the process, almost all of them did not say a word or word to Guan Hu, which was obviously to give Guan Hu a curtailment.

Of course, Guan Hu is not an idiot, but he is destined to pay the price for his wrong choice, and Hou Rui is already very good if he doesn't give him a shot directly, so he can only grit his teeth and endure this little exclusion.

However, Hou Rui, who had just experienced the trip to the ancient castle, did not know that from another direction, a new threat no less than the ghost fire was rapidly approaching......

Quietly following the reggae head of the tiger tail orchid group, he secretly followed all the way to the hiding place of the tiger tail orchid and others, a transshipment warehouse located on the edge of the business district, and then the reggae head waited patiently in the car until late at night, without seeing anyone else appear, the reggae head just sent the information to cinnamon to know, and cinnamon appeared with the Indian woman.

"Wait a minute, you start first, after the contamination is completed, I will enter through the main entrance by myself, and the two of you will enter through the back door and skylight, remember to stay alive, we are not here this time for these little characters, but to find out the people who attacked our laboratory, remember, we must not let those incompetent wastes of the legion underestimate our white blood because of this operation." ”

When saying these words, Cinnamon's voice was not deliberately raised or lowered, but the reggae head and the Indian woman who heard the command nodded frequently like chickens eating rice, and it was obvious that they were quite afraid of Cinnamon.

After arranging the attack sequence, reggae first set off, leaning against the shadow of the building, silently approaching the warehouse where Tiger Tail Lan and the others were hiding, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to a small window on the second floor, and then after reggae pushed one of the small windows open, he pulled out a dagger with a slender blade with his backhand and cut his palm without hesitation.

Next, reggae stretched his bleeding left hand into the window, dripping his own blood into the warehouse. Soon, about 100 milliliters of blood dripped from the reggae body onto the floor of the warehouse, and volatilized at a much faster rate than normal, blending into the air in the warehouse, unknowingly completing the virus contamination of the entire warehouse.

10 minutes later, a 7-8 cm long wound on the palm of the reggae head actually stopped bleeding automatically, and reggae also felt that the heat was almost at this time, so he turned around and looked in the direction where the cinnamon and the others were hiding, took out his mobile phone to call up the flash state, and quickly sent a signal to his companions.

So after seeing the light signal, Cinnamon she walked out of the shadow of the building, while slowly walking to the main entrance of the warehouse, while taking off the leather gloves on her hand, when Cinnamon she stuffed the gloves into the coat pocket, if you look carefully enough, then you will find that the lining of this pair of leather gloves is not the traditional soft cashmere, but white plastic material, as if to isolate some dangerous goods.

At the same time, the Indian woman who had been following Cinnamon was also preparing for the fight, but unlike Cinnamon's hands with withered claws, the Indian woman first unbuttoned her hair band, so that she couldn't see her face clearly, and then unbuttoned her trench coat.

It turned out that under the beige trench coat, the Indian woman was only wearing a few pieces of extremely close-fitting fabric, and when she threw the trench coat casually, her originally dark skin instantly blended into one with the surrounding environment.

In optical theory, what does not reflect light will not be seen by the human eye, which is equivalent to an invisible existence, so the situation at the scene is that the two of them walked out, and as they walked, they simply became a person and a blurred object, and soon came to the main entrance of the warehouse.

Next, the reggae who had climbed to the window on the second floor continued to climb to the roof about four stories high, and the black shadow next to Cinnamon quickly floated towards the back door of the warehouse, and in a blink of an eye, all three of them entered the predetermined attack position.

As the place where Tiger Tail Orchid and others settled, this group of people also made a simple arrangement of the warehouse, they installed cameras and sensors around the warehouse, and there was a 24-hour uninterrupted lookout post on the top floor of the warehouse, but in the face of Cinnamon and others who acted in a strange way, these generally effective defensive arrangements have all become useless decorations this time.

After the blood of the reggae evaporated, whether it was the sentry sitting in front of the notebook or the personnel resting on the wooden box, everyone in the warehouse became drowsy, and when Cinnamon appeared in the surveillance screen, no one noticed her existence, let alone raised the alarm, so she easily opened the warehouse door and walked in.

"Squeak crunch ......" under the heavy iron door of the warehouse, when the rusty iron wheel rotated hard in the guide rail, there was a piercing sound immediately, logically speaking, someone had already entered the warehouse, and the team members of the tiger tail orchid should jump up instantly, grab their weapons and destroy each other, but at this moment, everyone who heard the sound of the iron wheel turning still had a confused expression, and they didn't notice the arrival of death at all!

"Hmph, poor bunch of fellows, let me free you!" Cinnamon, whose skin was terrifyingly pale, suddenly sprinted to her feet, and took a few steps to the right side of the warehouse door, in front of a member of the organization holding an M4 carbine, and then Cinnamon's left hand was a very exaggerated wave, leaving four claw marks on the shoulders of the members.

Although these claw marks tore through the members' coats, they were not deep into the flesh, and it was estimated that they were only within a few millimeters, and they had just reached the musculature under the skin layer, which was estimated to be a little more serious than the level of a fight between lovers, but after a claw tore through the target's skin, Cinnamon rushed straight to the next target without looking.

Immediately behind Cinnamon, the member of the organization who was just a little bit of broken skin, but he suddenly fell to the ground with a change of expression and a very painful expression, and a piece of black foam began to emerge from his mouth and nose, and then his body convulsed a few times and immediately stopped moving, and he stopped breathing in an astonishing 3-4 seconds.

Next, Cinnamon, who was as fast as lightning, was like a butterfly, walking around the gate and among several members of the organization, as if she were a dead woman in the X-Men, waving her hands left and right while running, leaving behind a series of swift and strange deaths, and breaking through the most important line of defense arranged by Tiger Tail Orchid in the warehouse in the blink of an eye.

When Cinnamon stepped on the stairs and rushed to the office on the second floor of the warehouse without hesitation, the Indian woman who used her hair to cover her face had already sneaked into the back door of the warehouse, but this guy codenamed Dancing Girl, her attack was completely different from Cinnamon's.

When the three members of the organization guarding the back door of the warehouse, they were like the others in the warehouse, with a drowsy expression, the dancing girl who turned into a black shadow took the opportunity to lean up, first approaching the guy on the far left from behind, and when the bodies of the two sides came into contact, the dancing girl turned into a black mist, suddenly stretched out her hands, grabbed the other party's head and made a mistake, and with a "click" sound, she quickly and ruthlessly broke the other party's neck.

As soon as she finished solving the first person, the dancer immediately made a series of smooth and swift side flips, her body turned silently like a big windmill, and quickly arrived in front of the member of the organization in the middle, but the dancer's next action was to support the ground with her hands, and the whole person took an upside-down posture, twisting her legs towards the necks of the group members.