"Terrorists are indeed all livestock husbands, and they should all be killed!"

Zhao Min was filled with indignation, and he wanted to break down the door and rush out and shoot all the damned terrorists in front of him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 But at the same time, she also knows very well that she can't hide anything about dealing with these terrorists in front of her. If you hide it, you can only damage yourself.

"These two guys, they seem to be a little crazy, you can't deal with them, you just sit by and see how I kill them. Feng Zilong said as he pulled out a sharp knife from his calf, and a fierce murderous aura rose between his eyebrows.

Zhao Min didn't dare to look at him, the expression on his face was too terrifying, like he was going to eat people. In the past, he had never had such a hideous expression! Does killing people really make a person perverted?

The problem is - he's not perverted!

Then why did he have such an expression? She wanted to ask him, but she was afraid that it would affect him to listen intently at the moment, and through the crack in the door, she saw that the two killers had come to the cabin.

They didn't look at the dead man, nor at the dead man who was "standing" in front of the door.

Their eyes were always fixed on the movement in the cabin.

They stopped five steps in front of the door, one of them, just blocked by the dead man in front of the door, and the other stood about three meters away from him, holding a box cannon, his eyes as cold as knives, and he looked quite scary.

He's supposed to be a bit of a guy.

Feng Zilong's gaze was completely focused on him. He's not easy to deal with, so you'll have to work a little more on him.

Zhao Min had already retreated behind Feng Zilong, and she picked up a wooden stick, and I don't know what this wooden stick was used for, it was quite sturdy, and it looked like a rock green bar.

It is extremely difficult to beat people with such a stick, and it is extremely difficult for anyone to survive with a stick.

Zhao Min tried it, and then clenched it.

Feng Zilong stood behind the door, carefully observing the man's every move outside the door.

The man seemed to be looking at the dead man outside the door. Since he could only see one back, he didn't dare to determine whether the man was dead or not, and if he was alive, then why did he stand on such an island?

"Paul. The man screamed.

Another man, hearing the cry, looked sideways at him, and said that if Paul was still alive, it meant that the people in the house were dead, and if Paul was dead, it meant that the people in the house were still alive.

He made a lot of sense, but unfortunately, the opponent he met was Feng Zilong, a high-level agent who was extremely fast.

Zhao Min glanced at him with his eyes, and his heart couldn't help jumping.

She had never thought about what kind of person he was before, but now she knew that he was a murderer without blinking, and although the people he killed were all heinous bad people, judging from his killing skills, he must have been trained for a long time before.

Kill with one hit!

This kind of thing that only a killer can do, in his hands, is like a chef cutting vegetables, cutting the vegetables with a knife, without dragging the mud and water.

Especially when he killed the person standing at the door at the moment, even she didn't see how he did it, but he just moved his hand, and the person died.

Later, she saw a large stream of blood spurting from the man's neck.

Later, she saw that the man had been tied to the door wall by him.

That kind of quick and invisible skill can only be done by a well-trained high-level agent like him.

"Paul. ”

The man screamed again.

"Paul" did not answer him, but stood outside the door as if he had fallen asleep.

The sun climbed completely up to the treetops, and the sunlight cast strange shadows through the cracks in the treetops, which was very eye-catching.

At the end of the winding path, more than a dozen people were approaching. Judging by the way they dressed, they should be the waiters of Cool Hills. What are they doing here? As is customary, it's not yet work time!

They are not waiters.

They are reinforcements for terrorist organizations.

There are already a lot of terrorists in Qingliang Villa, plus the terrorists who are still coming in a steady stream, I am afraid that the total number of people is no less than one platoon.

Obviously, the reason why they sent so many people over was to exterminate Feng Zilong.

It is very simple to exterminate Feng Zilong alone, that is, to blow up with cannonballs.

The fact that they didn't use shells to bomb them was enough to show that they had another conspiracy, and Feng Zilong's encounter with them was just an accidental factor, in other words, their real purpose was not Feng Zilong.

When Feng Zilong also thought of this problem, Zhao Min snatched the knife from Feng Zilong's body.

Before he could say the words behind "What are you ......doing," he saw a flash of knife light in front of him, and the knife flew out of the window like an eye, and stabbed into the eye socket of a killer with a thud.

"Ouch my mother!

With a muffled grunt, the man fell to the ground. Above his eyes, there was a glittering bull-eared knife.