Hanxin came out of the room, wandered around, and found that the hotel had already been lying with corpses lying everywhere, and the scene looked very miserable.

With such skills and such vicious methods, I am afraid that there will be no one else in this world except the Jade Rakshasa and his puppet killers.

"Am I late?" The cold mouth muttered silently, worried that he had missed a wonderful show. Everyone else is waiting to see their own good show, but Han Xin has now become the one who watches the play from the outside, and I really feel that life is sometimes interesting.

This is the sphere of influence of the Lone Eagle of the Prairie, and many of the people around it are all human beings. The X-Men have been entrenched here for a long time, and their sphere of influence is constantly spreading with the help of Thor, and many armed forces on the African continent have reached an alliance, although these forces are very inconspicuous and did not appear at this summit, but I am convinced that these organizations are also very amazing if they really want to gather together.

"Da Da Da ......"

Suddenly, there were a few gunshots in the hotel, and then there was a noise and boiling sound, and the mess made Hanxin hesitate a little.

"Kids, kill everyone here. Remember, don't kill someone called Chill, it's my opponent, not yours! ”

In a dark corner, the Jade Rakshasa was giving orders to the living dead that he had controlled with silver needles, and these people were launching a frantic attack on the crowd inside the hotel like a machine.

The species of the living dead is usually stored in supernatural novels, or perhaps on the TV screen, and suddenly appears in real life. If Han Xin knew that his former good brother had cultivated a group of undead killers, I don't know if he would be very surprised by this matter.

Killing and bloodshed soon spread and quickly enveloped the hotel. Jade Rakshasa's men followed the direction of the Grim Reaper's evacuation, as if they wanted to destroy the Grim Reaper as much as possible.

Many of the resentments of the Jade Rakshasa and the Lone Eagle of the Grassland come from the cold heart, but more part comes from the Grim Reaper. If it weren't for the hindrance of these grassland lone eagle peripheral organizations, perhaps the Jade Rakshasa would not have become so depressed as it is now.

Chilling heart didn't see any signs of death in his own life along the way, and his heart calmed down a little. Although corpses appeared on the floor of the hotel from time to time, most of the corpses were guards, which proved that the other leaders of the organization were safe for the time being.

The Grim Reaper's subordinates tried to attack the Grim Reaper several times but failed, and finally encountered a chill, and was intercepted by the chill, "You guys evacuate quickly, there is me here." ”

"Brother Xin, you ......"

The Grim Reaper's men looked dazed, not knowing which one Chill was singing all of a sudden.

He was the one who would kill God, and he was the one who saved the dead now. Sometimes you find it hard to be a human being, because you don't know what's going on in other people's heads.

"Brother Xin, do you know that killer?" The Grim Reaper seemed to be a little dazed, biting at the matter, squinting his eyes, as if thinking about something.

Han Xin knew what the Grim Reaper was thinking, and this guy was nothing more than suspecting that these killers had arranged it himself. But there is nothing in these things, the clear ones are self-purifying, and the turbid ones are self-turbid.

"Brother Xin, why don't we go with you?"

The Grim Reaper said pretendly, as if he was afraid that he would suddenly be cold-hearted and see through something.

Hanxin smiled faintly, "You stay and take care of the other people and ensure their safety, and I will take care of the rest." ”

The rest of the mercenary group members were fleeing, but only the members of ZG's organization did not leave. has been following closely behind Chill.

The leader of ZG was once saved by Hanxin, so he has always been grateful to Hanxin in his heart. ZG's development momentum is very rapid, but Mendron has never forgotten his kindness to himself.

Mandelon is a very arrogant guy who has few people in his eyes to admire. Because of his youthful frivolity and arrogance, he had few friends, and even fewer people whom he could call friends.

Hanxin is the only friend he admits, not because of anything else, just because when Mendron was just starting out, the ZG organization had not yet taken shape at that time, it was just a branch of other organizations, and when Mandron accepted a mission, he encountered a certain threat and almost gave his own life, if it wasn't for Hanxinting to save him, maybe he would have gone to see Hades a long time ago.

The evacuation of the Grim Reaper was very smooth, and although there was a bit of a mess at the summit this time, it didn't have much impact on him personally. The Grim Reaper withdrew from the hotel with his own men and headed towards the desert.

There is nothing on the continent but the desolate and endless desert, and nothing else. Several of Death's men looked very panicked, and when they got into the car, they began to slam on the accelerator and quickly evacuate.

"Boss, we can be considered to have withdrawn safely, but Brother Xin is still inside, should we withdraw and bring some rescuers?"

Hanxin is now trapped in it, entangled by the Jade Rakshasa , such a result is exactly what the god of death wants to see, how could he be so kind to find a rescuer to save Hanxin?

"What's the hurry? You should know Brother Xin's ability, since he is the leader of the Prairie Lone Eagle, he has enough ability to settle the matter in front of him, we small characters should not join in this fun, otherwise it will not be good for Brother Xin to blame him at that time. ”

The Grim Reaper didn't want to go back to save Hanxin at all, and of course he didn't know that his men had already changed their positions and allegiance to Hanxin, thinking that all the situation was still in his own hands.

Originally, the Grim Reaper's subordinates were not convinced that their boss was rebellious, but now they heard his words and gradually began to affirm it.

The reputation of the Prairie Lone Eagle is very good, and many organizations are very respectful, and now they go to betray the organization and try to seize the control of the organization, no matter who they are, they are evil people within the organization. This is something that no one can tolerate.

Several of Death's subordinates exchanged glances with each other, ready to attack Death at any time, fulfilling their promise to Coldheart, so that they could have a good explanation.

The exposure of the wolf's ambition made the Grim Reaper more and more proud of his current state. Representing the Steppe Lone Eagle Organization at a summit of the World Mercenary Organization, he has already confirmed his status in the Steppe Lone Eagle. This is something that no one can doubt.

"Stop!"

Death's car sped down the road, and suddenly a car overtook his car, and suddenly there was a large drift not far ahead, and then it stopped in the middle of the road in an instant, forcing Death's car to stop.

The Grim Reaper frowned slightly, he had already left the summit hotel in the car, but he didn't want someone to follow. At first, the god of death thought that it would be the Jade Rakshasa who blocked his way, but he didn't expect his judgment to be wrong, and the person who came was not the Jade Rakshasa but the leader of ZG.

Mandelon opened the car door and walked down slowly, and several bodyguards appeared behind him, huddled behind him, looking very large.

ZG is a newly emerging force of the world's mercenary group, and many organizations expressed their intention to win over ZG at the summit. The Grim Reaper also tried to talk to ZG about cooperation, but the relationship between ZG and Hanxin is very good, so the intention to cooperate with the Grim Reaper has always been ignorable.

"Boss, what should I do?" One of the Reaper's subordinates glanced at the Reaper, his eyes were a little flustered, "The one in front seems to be ZG's people, I heard that they have been in trouble recently, could it be that they want to take advantage of the chaos to destroy us, creating the illusion of an accident, and then annexing the power of our snow fox, right?" ”

The Grim Reaper's eyebrows tightened, and when he heard his subordinates say this, he couldn't help but feel a wit in his heart. Now this society is, to put it bluntly, cannibalism. The weak eat the strong, and the fittest survive. ZG is a cutting-edge organization, and the Grim Reaper understands this mood of being eager to expand or something, but he expects that ZG should not have the courage to dare to move himself. Because no matter what, he is still a part of the grassland lone eagle, and even if he wants to move himself, he has to weigh it.

"Bang!"

The door opened, and the Grim Reaper slipped out of the car, several of his men following closely behind him.

"Mr. Mandrón, what are you doing here? If nothing happens, I think you'd better get out of the way. ”

The Grim Reaper doesn't want to have any big entanglement with Mandrone, how strong ZG is, Death doesn't care, what he cares about is whether he can control the power of the Lone Eagle of the Prairie as soon as possible. The relationship between ZG and Hanxin has always been very good, and before Hanxin is solved, it is impossible to conflict with an organization like ZG, otherwise it will block yourself and increase your troubles. "Death, I just want to know what you mean by representing Chill at the summit today?"

Mandelon's words sounded very harsh, and some dogs meddled with rats. The Grim Reaper has always restrained the anger in his heart, but what he didn't expect was that Mandrone actually didn't give himself a little face when he came up, making himself the same as Xingshi asking for guilt.

The Grim Reaper's eyes were cold, and his tone was a little low, "Why are you so interested in our internal affairs?" Could it be that Mr. Mandron wants to have ill intentions against our prairie eagles? ”

Mandelon didn't expect the Grim Reaper's kung fu to be so strong, and he actually said that the black was white and the white was black. Obviously, he had bad intentions, and he actually buckled the basin on his head, which was simply shameless.

The Grim Reaper's contempt and coldness did not take Mandron and his men into his eyes at all, "We have never liked others to interfere in the internal affairs of our Prairie Lone Eagle, if Mr. Mandron is really very interested, I think you can change the court!" ”

"Hmph, what a clever mouth!"

Mandron knew that the god of death was deliberately angry with him, and his tone was full of threats, "I don't want to deal with the internal affairs of your grassland lone eagle, and I can't care about it, but if anyone is cold to my father-in-law, although I, Mandron have no talent and no virtue, but even if I fight for my life, I won't let him succeed!" ”

A wave has not settled, and another wave has risen. The Grim Reaper thought that he could establish his status as a lone eagle in the grassland in the outside world through such a summit, but he didn't expect that the leader of this ZG organization didn't take himself seriously at all, and he was cold when he opened and closed his mouth, and he didn't put himself in his eyes at all.

"Mr. Mandrón, I think you're thinking too much. What you're saying has nothing to do with me. Okay, I still have something to do, so I won't delay you here, goodbye! ”

The Grim Reaper didn't want to be entangled with Mandron any longer, and was about to leave as he spoke.

"Don't go!"

"If you want to leave, you have to ask my men if they have guns in their hands!"

Click-la-la-......

The sound of the bolt of the gun continued to sound, and in an instant, Mandelon's men aimed the front sight of the muzzle of the gun at the head of the god of death, and the tense and strange atmosphere suddenly became very intense.