The shepherd didn't wait long, and after about five minutes, everyone met again in the hallway, and each of them made a sign language of "finish".

"Each of them counts." Dewey said in sign language.

"Three."

"Two."

"Five ......"

Everyone reported the number of enemies they had destroyed, and the total number was more or less nearly twenty, but only the shepherd did not capture them.

"This luck is invincible." The mule said in sign language.

Even Dewey was a little surprised.

When he assigned the task, he deliberately let the shepherd avoid the area of the Dongtu elements, but there was no monitoring inside the villa, and Dewey only relied on Wei Laoshi's monitoring and combined with experience, but he didn't expect it to be so coincidental.

The shepherd was also very happy, but it was not for his own good fortune that there were nearly twenty Dongtu elements on a single floor, which was enough to show that the owner of this villa was very important in Dongtu, and it was very likely that he knew the whereabouts of Ainur.

I knew that Xian'er would not be untargeted, and the person chosen must be extraordinary."

The shepherd was secretly happy, but this time he was not as distracted as before, but kept an eye on Dewey's hand.

Dewey reached out and nodded at the duck, then pointed to the lamp on the ceiling, and the latter immediately understood and went to find a power source.

Occupancy sensors are installed in this villa, and if not turned off, it is likely to attract the attention of the people upstairs.

The power supply is not difficult to find, just in the stairwell, the duck pulls down the lighting switch, and the lights in the corridor are instantly extinguished.

Dewey waited a little longer, and saw that there was no strange noise from the upstairs, so he signed again, and he asked Yazi and the second mule to stay on the first floor to be on guard, and then waved his hand - action!

The shepherd waited for this order, and immediately took the lead in stepping up the stairs and touching it upstairs.

There was no lighting, and it was pitch black upstairs, but that didn't bother the dragon warriors. Everyone kept the sound of footsteps to a minimum, and quickly and quietly went up to the second floor.

The room in the middle of the second floor was the master's bedroom, but Dewey didn't go in immediately, but divided his hands left and right.

Everyone immediately went to the sides, leaving only the master bedroom undisturbed.

The shepherd listened to the door of one of the rooms, and there was a faint snoring from inside, and he gently pressed down on the handle and pushed the door open.

By the glimmer of light through the window, he saw a man lying on the bed, asleep, unaware of the presence of outsiders.

The shepherd walked over gently, and found that it was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who had fallen asleep on the bed.

He hesitated slightly, and slashed the young man in the neck with his sword.

The boy was slammed into a blow and his body jerked down, but his reaction was limited to that, and then he stopped moving.

The shepherd turned and exited the room, and the others came out one after the other, and came out of the master bedroom door.

Dewey pressed down on the doorknob and pushed it in, but the door didn't open, apparently locked inside.

He took out the lockpick, inserted it into the keyhole and turned it twice, only to hear a slight click, and the door was gently pushed open by Dewey.

This is a suite, the outer room is the living room, the inner room is the real bedroom, and the bedroom door is not locked, which makes Dewey a little less troublesome.

On the bed in the bedroom, a man and a woman hugged each other and slept together.

Dewey didn't wake up the occupants on the bed immediately, but waved everyone to surround the bed, and then reached out and turned on the lamp on the bedside table.

The soft light turned on, and the light in the bedroom was restored, which also allowed Dewey and the others to see the faces of the people on the bed clearly.

The woman looked to be twenty-two or three years old, while the man had a Mediterranean Sea on top of his head, and looked at least twenty years older than the woman.

The woman on the bed seemed to be very sensitive to the light, and woke up from her dream by the light, stretched out her hand to cover her eyes, and muttered, "What are you going to do......

Her voice woke the Mediterranean from his dream, but he didn't want to get out of bed, he reached out and hugged the woman tighter, closed his eyes and said, "What are you doing......

"Turn off the lights......"

"What lights ......"

The brightness of the table lamp is not high, but it is still a little dazzling for those who have just woken up.

After opening his eyes in a daze, Mediterranean subconsciously reached out to cover it, but suddenly saw several more figures in front of the bed.

"Who Rides ......"

He thought it was his guard, but as soon as he cursed, he saw a group of strangers in front of the bed, and the worst thing was that they were all holding guns in their hands.

The sleepiness of the Mediterranean suddenly flew out of the Nine Heavens Cloud, and he sat up in fright, and the movement was so great that the quilt was lifted to the ground.

The seductive body of the woman is revealed, and if the fruit of his woman is usually seen by others, the Mediterranean must take out a gun and kill that person.

But now he didn't even dare to touch the pistol under his pillow, for fear that the group of guys in front of the bed who didn't know the origin would feed him a few peanuts first.

"You, you are ......"

Halfway through Mediterranean's words, the woman also saw the members of the Hidden Dragons, curled up in fright, covered her face tightly with her hands, and screamed, not knowing whether it was out of fear or humiliation.

"Shut up!"

Dramatically, it was not the Hidden Dragon that shouted this sentence, but the Mediterranean.

Mediterranean knew very well that any action that might attract outsiders now would anger these mysterious people in front of him, but his woman obviously did not have such awareness, and was still screaming.

"I'll shut you up!"

Syllable!

Mediterranean raised his hand and slapped him, finally quieting the woman.

It was at this moment that Dewey finally spoke.

"Don't move, take your hands out from under the pillow, slow down."

Mediterranean couldn't help but be surprised.

He had just gone to fight the woman, and in addition to worrying that she would anger the hidden dragon, he also had the purpose of taking the opportunity to take out the gun under the pillow.

But he didn't expect that his finger still touched the gun, and the other party saw through his intentions.

Mediterranean slowly pulled his hand from under the pillow and asked with a sneer, "Gentlemen, do you have any business?" ”

As he spoke, Mediterranean's eyes glanced at the door, seemingly inadvertently.

If you can't defend yourself, you can only wait for rescue, and the guards below the woman's scream just now will definitely hear it, and before they can come up, they must find a way to drag these people.

His small movements could not escape the eyes of the hidden dragon, and Dewey chuckled and said, "Don't think about the guards below, they all went to see your Allah." ”

Hearing this, Mediterranean's heart sank, and he forced his composure and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"What do you say?" Dewey asked rhetorically.

"Gangster?" Mediterranean asked tentatively.

"It seems that Mr. Kuturuk has no confidence in Dongtu, and he can't even beat the American gangsters." Dewey quipped.

Kuturuk's face changed drastically, and he asked in surprise, "You are Huaxia agents!" ”