The headquarters of the Hurricane Killers, located in the basement level, is a training base for killers, whether it is a new recruit or a veteran killer who has won many honors, they gather here to train.

Once a year, there is a competition between the killers, regardless of how long they have been in the group, until the day of the competition will disrupt and regroup. Therefore, whether it is an old man or a newcomer here, they are all carrying out all kinds of devilish training, even if it is not for the final victory, they must save their lives in the competition. After all, the contest between killers is cruel, and often either you die or I die.

Many organization personnel lost their lives on the day of the competition because of their usual lack of training. It is precisely by virtue of such a competitive method that the Hurricanes have been able to cultivate a large number of excellent killers.

You must know that the killer profession is completely living by licking blood on the knife edge, and if you can't successfully assassinate the mission target, there is a high chance that the killer will evaporate from the world. And holding this kind of life-and-death competition can greatly improve the killers' life-saving skills, which can make them have a much higher chance of retreating while failing the mission.

At this time, the training base was filled with the shouts of killers during training, or the sound of various firearms firing. Everyone is training with 12 points of energy, and none of them wants to fall behind others, let alone hang up during a game or a mission. Even their regiment commander, Chris, entered the underground training base, and no one noticed.

Chris looked at the killers around him who were training hard, and nodded with satisfaction. In a trance, I remembered the day when I was a killer more than ten years ago, and at that time, like the young people here, I was full of enthusiasm and passion, training my own physical fitness and assassination skills every moment. In addition to eating and sleeping, the rest of the time is spent on training.

Looking at himself now, Chris couldn't help but let out a long sigh. Fa Fu's body prevented him from picking up a gun to pursue the profession of killer, not because he was lazy.

Maybe it's because he has done too much sins, God gave him a strange illness ten years ago, and since then his body has been getting fatter, no matter how much he diets and exercises, it has no effect except to slow down the trend of gaining weight.

To this day, he is one meter tall and weighs more than 400 pounds. The fat on his body made it impossible for him to exercise for a long time, otherwise the whole person would be exhausted and collapsed.

Chris led four bodyguards through the training hall and walked straight to the innermost special training room, which was the special training room for his seven brothers.

For the brothers who were born and died, and shared weal and bene, he Chris has never been stingy, whether it is the training conditions or training equipment, he uses the best, and even the equipment used in the usual tasks is also the top.

These seven people can be said to be the gold medal killers of the Hurricane Killer Group, each of them can top a five-person killer team, and they are definitely the top in the killer world, and they are also among the top ones.

As Chris approached the special training room, he could hear voices coming from inside, as his seven brothers were training selflessly. At this level, they basically have their own specific training programs, and they generally focus on training their own weaknesses.

The seven stopped what they were doing the moment the lock rang, and watched the door vigilantly, their hands already on the nearest weapon, and they would not hesitate to launch the most violent attack if there was any abnormality.

"Big brother!" When they saw Chris, the seven of them shouted almost at the same time, and their tones were full of respect.

"Well, everyone come here, I have something important to tell you." Chris waved his hand at the seven and gathered them around.

"Big brother, what's wrong?"

Usually, Chris rarely comes to the special training room, unless there is a major task or there is a situation in the organization that he is difficult to clean up alone, so he will come over and invite the seven brothers out of the mountain.

"Recently, I encountered a troublesome mission, and Vane's team was wiped out in this mission, so I had to come and ask you." Crete spoke earnestly, and he was not commanding the seven brothers, but pleading with them.

"What kind of task do you say, even if it is to assassinate the president of the United States, our seven brothers will settle it for you." The reply of the seven was impassioned.

"Sure enough, it's my good brother, if you can complete this task, I will thank you brothers." For these seven veteran killers, Chris treats them completely out of his heart.

"Here's the thing"

Next, Chris told the truth about the mission to assassinate the queen and the information about the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers that he got from Brand. The whole elaboration process took nearly ten minutes, and it was not only dry

The tongue is dry, and people who hear it can feel their heads swell slightly.

"Big brother, then why is Wanhua Valley really as powerful as you say?" After listening to Chris's explanation, the seven people felt a little unreal about the strength of 'Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers'.

Chris sat down slowly in front of the seven and said meaningfully, "They may be even more powerful than I say." ”

There was silence in the training room, and the seven killers all looked at each other with questioning or doubts, obviously a huge organization like Wanhua Valley had far exceeded their imagination.

Looking at the seven brothers who had shared weal and autumn together in the past, Chris couldn't bear to complete an uncertain task while making a request.

Chris has a lot of respect for the seven brothers, each of whom can become a super killer in his own right, and can even go out to form a small group of killers. But they didn't do that, and even though they couldn't even complete the basic assassination actions that they had already made a fortune, they still chose to stay in this killer organization.

"If you feel that this task cannot be completed, then I will not force you, after all, this 'Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers' is beyond our capabilities."

"Big brother, what are you talking about? What if their power spread all over the world? Don't forget that this is the UK, not their China. We don't believe that we can't kill a bunch of outsiders on our own turf. "These seven brothers are full of blood, as killers, when have they ever been afraid of death?

"Good! Since the brothers are so determined, let's go crazy ** once. Not to mention the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, even if it is God, we have to kick him off the altar! Driven by the brothers, Chris's words seemed a little excited.

"Big brother, when will we start acting, the dagger in my hand has not drunk fresh blood for a long time." A killer with tattoos all over his body and a smooth head without a single hair said evilly.

"In about two days, when we thoroughly understand the overall strength of the other party in the UK, this will increase your chances of winning."

With that, Chris took a safe from the bodyguard next to him. After opening it, I saw seven pistols lying quietly inside, they were all black, and the handle of the gun was engraved with the eagle logo of the Hurricane Killer Regiment, obviously these seven pistols were specially made.

"The recoil of these seven pistols is very strong, and it is made with the maximum capacity of your arm. And they all use bullets similar to armor-piercing bullets, as long as they hit the target, even if they don't die, they can be seriously injured, and the power is very great! "Chris gave a brief introduction to the seven guns.

"I'll try." The bald tattooed man couldn't help but pick up a gun, flipped it twice in his hand, and then walked to the target area and aimed it at the heart of one of the targets.

At the same time as the 'bang~' bomb was launched, the bald tattooed man only felt that his arm was a little numb, and there was even a faint pain in the tiger's mouth. He looked at the gun in his hand in disbelief, knowing that with his arm strength, even a sniper rifle would not have this effect.

However, when he looked at the target, he was even more shocked. He saw that the heart of the target had been pierced, and there were lines like spider webs around the hole, and he believed that if someone went up and touched it, the target would definitely become pieces.

"It's amazingly powerful!" The seven killers couldn't believe what they were seeing, and the pistol could be so powerful.

Chris had long known that they would have such expressions, and said with a faint smile: "This kind of gun is ten rounds per shuttle, and with the capacity of your arms, it can only shoot at most in two to three hours, and it is not continuous." If you shoot more than five shots in a row, your arms will be ruined because of it. ”

"Haha, even if it's only one shot at a time, that's enough. This gun is powerful enough to shatter a person's internal organs, and I can't wait to see how it can be ejected into a living person, it must be a great feeling! ”

One of its killers couldn't help but howl with excitement

The day after the assassination, in the royal garden in front of Buckingham Palace, Qi and Su Ziyuan were walking around discussing a plan to deal with the Hurricane Killers.

They discussed everything from raids to various defeats, but in the end, they were all stuck. The reason for this is simple, they don't know enough about this killer organization, and if they act rashly, they will only kill many people in vain.

Just as the two were arguing over the matter, a phone call interrupted their heated discussion.

The call came from Feng Xu, and according to him, White had woken up after three days in the hospital bed, and all his sensory abilities had returned to normal. That is, they would now be able to get all the evidence about Brand from White's mouth.

Without further ado, Qi and Su Ziyuan left Buckingham Palace without even saying hello and drove directly to the hospital.