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The sound of breathing in the silence, as the headless corpse of the killer fell, he probably held his breath for two or three seconds before finally reacting, the person outside the window may be the target who needs to be found and cooperated with in this mission. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The sniper rifle disappeared from the window, and there was a gunshot in the distance, but there was silence on the balcony outside the window, he took a deep breath, reached out and pulled out the thorn from the corpse, and was about to chase it out of the window, when a little fire suddenly lit up in the night rain outside the window.

"Lean ......"

In a hurry, he turned and jumped out, and with a loud bang, waves of air and flames rushed out from behind him, and his body jumped out of the doorway, and was even pushed through the middle corridor by the huge air current, breaking through the old wooden door opposite, and falling into another room.

His reaction was fast, and his whole body was soaked in the rain outside, but he was not seriously injured in this explosion at this time, but he was indeed choked for a while, lying on the ground dizzy and unable to get up, his eyes could see the light of the flames, and his ears were shocked with buzzing auditory hallucinations, and he finally got up with the muzzle of the gun, and when he turned around, his whole body suddenly lost his mobility, flew backwards, and snapped against the wall.

In an instant, it was as if I was being held down by an invisible hand!

The incomprehensible phenomenon brings unspeakable fear, but after participating in so many secret missions, he has gradually come into contact with some people and things that are difficult to explain. The light of the flames shone in from the other room, and he tried to calm his mind, only to see at the other end of the room, a dwarf in a tattered cloak dressed like the Grim Reaper in the West, standing in the corner, one hand to himself, and the fingers of the other hand flicked slightly, and the thorn that had fallen in the room flew up.

The finger stayed in the air for a moment, then suddenly pointed towards him. Unable to move his whole body, he suddenly closed his eyes, and then, his body suddenly lost its support, and he fell off the wall, and the military thorn smashed on his head, but it did not penetrate. In the air, only a voice containing incomparable anger, resentment and unwillingness was heard: "shit-"

When he opened his eyes, the dwarf's body slammed into the opposite window and jumped out.

This place was originally a factory, the upper row was an office or control room, one side was a corridor, and the other side of the window could see the large workshop where the workers were working below.

Picked up the submachine gun and rushed to the window, and in the dark space below, two chasing figures could be faintly seen, looming from time to time among the many piled wooden boxes and miscellaneous items.

Fang had just been affected by the explosion, and at this time he was knocked on the head again, and what he could see clearly was extremely limited, and he could only vaguely see the outline of the debris piled up below, the dwarf in the tattered black cloak seemed to want to escape, but the person behind him followed mercilessly, and the two figures were unimaginably agile. The dwarf had no intention of fighting, but every time he rushed out, he would be caught up by the other party, punching, sweeping, elbowing, and kneeling as fast as a phantom in the dark, and the dwarf did his best to dismantle, unload, dodge, and even take the opportunity to escape by eating a few punches from the other party.

He was small in stature, and looked like a child, and occasionally he couldn't dodge, unload, or catch it, so he was hit like a cannonball by the heavy punch of the wind, and just smashed into a pile of old wooden boxes, and the person who followed him had already rushed in, and the roaring sound was in the middle, and the wooden boxes that were broken in two and the broken pieces of wood were turned as if they exploded, and a figure was endlessly chasing the enemy in the middle, no matter what was in front of them, they were all broken and flying. Looking at such a scene, Chang Yanfeng opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time, this surprise was not only for the crazy destructive power in front of him, he really couldn't imagine what could be so beaten, that dwarf hadn't turned into meat sauce yet, he could even hear the sound of several large iron oil barrels flying out of it, judging from this sound, it was estimated that he had been beaten down.

It looked like there was a life-threatening rat scurrying lifelessly in a room full of clutter, and the rough man kept chasing after him with a sledgehammer, and when the hammer danced into a windmill, all the clutter in the room was destroyed in the pursuit, and the rat was also injured, but still desperately fleeing.

Surprise to surprise, the fact is that the dwarf is not really dead, the darkness is full of his screams and humiliation, but each time, he is finally able to crawl out of the beaten pile of wood chips, often in the next moment, he is knocked into the next pile of debris by the attacking attacker.

At a certain moment near the edge of the workshop, the dwarf finally seized the opportunity, and with a shout of "ah-" his body flew out like an arrow, smashing a door below, and the figure behind him only paused slightly in place, and then followed closely, and the moment he rushed into the door, gunfire rang out in the window of the room, and it seemed that there was actually a killer lurking in it.

The fierce gunfire rang out for a few seconds, turning into a chaotic fight, it seemed that the figure that had chased in before brushed back and retreated, the two killers rushed out one after the other, extremely fast punches, kicks, and the killer in the back pulled out the knife with his backhand, however, the momentum of their attack only lasted for two seconds, and after blocking a few punches and kicks at a fast speed, the killer in front was still rushing forward, and the black shadow suddenly turned from retreat to advance, and his hands were wrong, and he had changed positions with him, The killer's head in front of him was directly reversed by this blow, and after a few more steps, he simply fell.

Before the killer saber in the rear could be chopped down, the black shadow in the chest who was bullied to the front of him slammed back with his shoulder, and stabbed out in a hurry, the black shadow's right hand was raised in front of his chest, and his left hand was stretched forward and slashed, and the saber came out of his hand and flew out into the sky.

The offense is not good, and when he wants to defend again, it is already too late, he received a blow on the forehead, stretched out his hand to block, and another punch in the chest, and then turned into an elbow collision and slammed into his face, he was also forced to the corner of the workshop by the door at this time, standing in Chang Yanfeng's position, he saw that the person's entire body was attached to the wall, and in a few seconds, he didn't know how many punches he had received on his head. It was just a heavy punch like the wind, and it was only aimed at his head and hit him lifelessly, and when the black shadow suddenly stopped chasing out the door, the man's body fell like a noodle under the corner.

A few minutes later, when he chased him down from the upper floor, he saw that the corpse was not only bleeding from seven holes, but the whole face was already a blur of flesh and blood, and the skull was shattered into dozens or hundreds of pieces, which looked like broken enamel in a sack......

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Eleven o'clock, campsite.

At this time, all the shows are actually basically coming to an end, of course, things like playing cards, playing mahjong, watching movies and the like are always okay to play all night as long as someone needs them, but in most people who have a regular life, they have begun to think about sleeping tonight.

Standing by the door of a series of large tents, Ling Jing opened her eyes and looked outside, the small tent belonging to Jiaming was pitch black, and it didn't look like someone else, and after looking around for a while, she withdrew her gaze with some disappointment.

Pursing her lips slightly, she turned around through a tent, looked around, intentionally or unconsciously, and finally entered a tent that was used as a casino, and Shasha was sitting at a gaming table playing stud with a bunch of girls, with a dozen ten-dollar bills in front of her - although everyone had some background, they were all girls, and there was nothing jealous of men at this time, and of course there was no need to gamble too violently with each other. Mysteriously looked at her hole cards, she snapped the cover, and smiled mysteriously at the surrounding players: "Don't go!" ”

"......Shh If you don't go, it's so stinky...... I'm not going to ...... either."

"How much did you win?" Walking behind Shasha, Ling Jing leaned down and picked up her hole cards to peek, then rolled her eyes depressedly, "Cut ......"

"Hehe, a pair of little five is actually very big, okay......" Sha Sha said with a smile, and then stood up, "Forget it, I'm not coming, you guys play slowly." ”

"Why don't you play?" Ling Jing was puzzled.

"It's more than eleven o'clock, it's not early...... "Sha Sha lit up his watch, and then looked left and right, "By the way, what about Jiaming?" It's not going to be okay, is it? Get it this time? ”

"Well, who knows." Ling Jing pursed her lips and shrugged her shoulders, making a cute and helpless expression.

"Let's go! Go find him. ”

"In case something really happens to him......"

"And don't bother him, just see where he is......"

There are many entertainment programs in the tent group, and there are also some separate lounges, the two girls looked for them one by one, and arrived at the big tent after about ten minutes, there were still many people at this time, and Sha Sha pulled Lingjing's hand: "Look, Sister Yahan is over there, let's go and ask her." ”

As soon as she raised her hand, Yahan over there had already seen them, greeted them with a smile, and walked towards them, about eight or nine meters away, I saw Yahan's face change suddenly, raised her right hand, held a pistol and pointed it to this side: "Don't move!" Don't mess around! Hands up! ”

Yahan has always been gentle, and the few people around her who knew her couldn't figure out what was going on for a while, just looked over here in a daze, but for this pistol with a blue-gray metal body, Ling Jing and Sha Sha were familiar, made in the United States, the American SWM459 9mm automatic pistol, and each of them also had one.

Thinking that Yahan was joking, Ling Jing smiled and said, "Sister Yahan, I surrendered, okay, don't ...... Uh......" Speaking of this, I finally felt that something was wrong, and when I looked back, I saw that the woman named He Yun was standing two meters behind them, with a smile on her face, and slowly raised her hand, and above her left hand, she was holding a sharp dagger......

(To be continued)