The sturdy perimeter was high and topped with spiky barbed wire.

Yang Yi had already climbed the upper rock of the fence between his bodies, and with a sudden force of his arms, the whole person flew up like a humanoid bird, easily crossing the barbed wire fence at the upper end and falling towards the courtyard.

Several secret agents of the secret service were running wildly in the courtyard and pounced in the direction of the sound of the stone smashing, but they didn't notice that behind them, Yang Yi rose into the air like a big bird and fell into the courtyard lightly.

The moment he landed, Yang Yi suddenly rolled and unloaded into the shadow of the corner, and his body squatted slightly on the ground like a fierce beast ready to hunt at any time, and at the same time, he had two guns in his hands, and he had already aimed at the few secret agents who were still running!

The secret agents of the secret service didn't hear the sound of Yang Yi falling to the ground, but they found the stones that had been smashed on the wall and fell to the ground, and several pairs of eyes widened in unison!

They are all elites selected by Li Datong from the secret agents of the secret service, and they are all extraordinary and astute, so at this moment, although they don't know that a gun has been aimed at them, they all know that they have been deceived!

When the masters are dueling, they can't be fooled.

Because as long as you are fooled, it often means death!

The bodies of several secret agents of the secret service were stiff, cold sweat had oozed from everyone's foreheads, trying their best to slow down their breathing and muscles, looking at each other, their hearts were about to turn around - their bodies had not returned, and their shoulders had moved first!

Roar!

In a silent low roar, Yang Yi rushed out like a cannonball towards the spies of the secret service, and both guns fired in unison!

Puff puff......

A low, somewhat muffled voice, extremely similar to the sound of sharp iron thorns piercing through countless layers of kraft paper.

But the sound was a little creepy to hear, because at the same time as these voices sounded, the heads of the men scrambled to explode—and they fell crookedly like a pile of sand suddenly crumbling in the act of turning and looking back.

The brains splashed violently between several people, and the last secret agent of the secret service was sprayed by these brains, and subconsciously twisted his body to dodge, wanting to scream!

But he only felt a sudden pain in his neck, and then the sharp pain made him feel like he had been stabbed into a red-hot knife in his neck, and all the cells in his neck were burning at this moment, and he couldn't help but stumble and wanted to cover his neck, only to find that his neck had been shot through, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

It's hot, it's like lava!

This is the only thought of this secret agent at this moment, he never thought that his blood was so hot, in the blurred vision, he saw the black shadow rushing towards him, the cold eyes were intensely murderous, it made people feel that he was not a human at all, but a devil who crawled out of hell!

Yang Yi rushed past the spy without stopping, and seemed to shoot the spy in the head without looking.

At the same time that the secret agent's head exploded like a ripe watermelon being knocked open by a stick, Yang Yi had already swooped into the shadows at the base of the wall of the secret service building.

It's a long story, but from the time Yang Yi landed to the present, it will never take more than thirty seconds, and from the time he opened fire and several secret agents of the secret service were killed to the present, it is no more than ten seconds - those four or five secret agents of the secret service have all been killed before they can even make a miserable snort.

When the bullet hits the head, the frantically spinning bullet will grind all the brain tissue in the head into a pulp, and all the nerves have lost control, let alone shouting, shooting, or even shuddering brows.

This contains a lot of complex scientific knowledge, but Yang Yi does not know much about this scientific knowledge.

But he did, knowing that the effects of a bullet in the head had nothing to do with the science, but from the experience he had gained while hunting in the mountains.

Those wild boars, leopards and other fierce beasts are no smaller than the size of adults, but as long as the bullet hits their heads accurately, the huge bodies of these beasts will fall like wooden stakes!

The consequence of a beast being shot through the head by a bullet is like this, and so should man be - and the present result also proves his judgment.

Yang Yi quickly replaced the bullets in the short gun, feeling the temperature on the silencer on the short gun, this short gun with a silencer was specially given to him by Shi Dazhuang.

He had to sigh that compared with the silencer he made with a bamboo tube, whether it was the effect of silencing fireworks or the volume and weight, it was much better than what he made with a bamboo tube.

There are many problems with the silencer made of bamboo tube, it is not as large as the volume because of the material, such as when shooting, it is often cracked because of the excessive air pressure when the bullet is discharged, although the cracked bamboo tube silencer does not have much impact on the silencing effect, as long as it is tied with iron wire more to continue to use, but it is also troublesome after all.

Moreover, the effect of silence is much worse than that of this professional silencer - although the bamboo tube silencer can effectively consume the sound of the gun, it still has a sound after all.

Yang Yi has specially done experiments, in the open mountains and forests you shoot, the silence effect of the bamboo muffler may be good, but in a quiet place and a relatively closed place, then when the gun with a bamboo muffler fires, the sound is still very loud.

But this professional silencer, even if it was fired in such a quiet place just now, the sound was not even as obvious as the sound of a corpse falling to the ground, or the sound of a spy whose neck had been pierced first trying to scream but being choked by the surging blood.

The reason why I thought of this was not that Yang Yi was annoyed that the bamboo tube silencer he made was compared to it, but because this professional silencer had helped him a lot - if it weren't for this silencer, he was sure that many people would have been attracted by the gunfire and rushed here, and if he wanted to complete the task, his hope would be very slim!

The bullets were full again, and Yang Yi quickly took off the people's coat on his body, revealing the long shirt he was wearing on the lower layer, and pressed the brim of his hat - he now looked no different from the dead spies.

After touching the large and small bombs in his arms, especially those with a large amount of quicklime, he stepped out of the shadows and rushed towards the main gate of the secret service in a grand manner.

No form of infiltration is as deceptive as Zhengda Guanglai, of course, provided that you make yourself like everyone here.

Just like people who are too smart are often not very likable, and Yang Yi himself knows that he happens to be the kind of smart person who is not likable, but he has succeeded in becoming the kind of person who can please most people, because he has successfully made himself one of the vast majority of people who are not very smart.