Saon walked over and turned the body over, his eyes falling on the deceased's face and he was slightly startled, and he almost stopped breathing. Two seconds later, Saon turned to look at Geeta, his face full of disbelief.

"You know him?" Wang Hai walked over and asked, - glanced at the deceased as he spoke.

Wang Haidu followed the other party from a distance before, and he had never observed the other party so closely as he did now.

The deceased looked to be forty years old, shorter than ordinary people, at most one meter six, and a black hole in his right eye, as if he had been cut out with a knife. Under the gilly uniform - a military uniform, turned out - a major!

Wang Hai was a little surprised, such an unstunning, even ugly guy turned out to be a major, which showed that he was at least outstanding.

"One of the five tigers in the army, the one-eyed tiger, has the title of the Scout King." Saon preached gently, as if he were reading a piece of material, sounding very calm, yet full of incredulity.

Wang Hai, the title of the Five Tigers in the army, has already heard Sha Ang mention it. It turned out that the skinny guy in front of him was the one-eyed tiger known as the king of scouting, no wonder he had noticed everyone's existence before, but - what people never expected - he actually died under Geeta's gun.

Saang's gaze hadn't taken off Geeta's body yet, and he couldn't figure out why Geeta wanted to kill the one-eyed tiger, but he wanted to compete with Wang Hai?

No, by no means.

If Geeta just wanted to compete with Wang Hai, then he could have let the one-eyed tiger go away instead of shooting the other party.

Geeta sat in the first position of Namor's security company under the general's order, and the one-eyed tiger - one of the five tigers in the army, the general's real henchman, died under Geeta's gun, which can't be passed.

Basically no one knew that Geeta didn't want to be the head of Namor's security company, and that he was only forced to sit in this position - by the general, because he said that if he didn't cooperate at all, he would die under the general's gun. This is like most of the employees of Namor's security company, who are actually still loyal to Namor in their hearts, but they are forced by the formality to work for the military.

Geeta chose to die under Wang Hai's gun after he was sure that he was going to die anyway, and only before he did what he thought he should do, killing the one-eyed tiger, which counted—a kind of apology to Namor. Only Geeta knows this.

Geeta is dead, and there is no point in investigating why.

Wang Hai glanced at the direction where the one-eyed tiger fell, and then judged that Laying was locked in front according to the way he came.

"The One-Eyed Tiger must want to go back and report to the general in person, if we continue to walk along this road, then we will definitely be able to find the general, find Laying's mother and son." Wang.

No one objected to Wang Hai's analysis, and everyone thought that the goal was in front, otherwise why would the one-eyed tiger run in this direction?

The group continued to walk, and it wasn't long before everyone's pace slowed down again, as they noticed a figure flickering around them.

"It looks like we've reached the second line of defense." Wang Hai whispered.

Olivier tapped his head, his eyes fixed on the slightly shady shade of the trees ahead. It's guarded by killers, and their collective cooperation and combat effectiveness may not be as good as everyone else's, but these guys are like - born to see the light, but hiding kung fu - first-class.

Wang Hai and the others had already discovered the killer's cunzài, but they didn't have a chance to shoot, because those guys never really appeared, and they had been hiding in the shadows. The killers found Wang Hai and the others, but they did not launch any attacks, because they were not sure if they could annihilate Wang Hai and the others in one fell swoop, and they were waiting for the opportunity to attack. Diya - a Z-level killer, she naturally looked down on those killers who were inferior to herself, and snorted disdainfully when she saw Wang Hai and the others looking like they were facing a great enemy. "What's there to be afraid of? Go on your way, and give them to me—that's it. ”

"Dia." Wang Hai screamed softly, but saw that Diya had already disappeared into the grass.

Olivier frowned slightly, dissatisfied with Diya's reckless actions, and asked Wang Hai, "What should I do?" ”

Wang Hai's face was slightly heavy, not worried about Diya's safety, but afraid that Diya's actions would affect the overall situation. After thinking for a few seconds, Wang Hai spoke: "Keep going." ”

Except for Dia, the rest of the people continued to walk forward, and the killers who had been following them just now seemed to disappear all at once.

Diya looked like she didn't care much in front of Wang Hai, but when she really faced these killers, she had a straight face, and she didn't dare to have any underestimating enemies. There was only one person, but the number of killers was unknown, and the first thing Deya did before she could find out the exact strength of the enemy was to hide herself, as if she had disappeared from this pristine park all at once.

The killers had already known that Wang Hai and several of them were masters, but they didn't expect that they would be so high, and no one could see how Diya disappeared, let alone see where Diya was now.

Each of the killers became alert and hid themselves, trying to find Dia's location before taking action.

The jungle fell silent for a moment, and after a few minutes, Deya, who was hiding on the top of a large tree, was smiling. She had figured out the strength of these killers, and all of them were about the same level as the guy she had killed before, even if they were high, they weren't much higher.

Saon is qualified to be proud, it's like a giant looking down on a dwarf, the strength between the two sides is so great that the giant can kill the dwarf with a slight wave of his arm.

It's the same with the killers, who have to die here if Shaon wants to, no matter how many of them there are.

Time passed, and the forest was silent, as if everything but time had stopped.

In fact, the forest is not as quiet as it seems, it is like a raging tide, and only the killers can perceive that their numbers are dwindling.

Who exactly is this woman?

Why is she so powerful?

Damn, where did she hide?

The killers thought in their hearts, but they didn't have an answer, only knowing that their companions were dying at the hands of each other one by one, and the next one could be themselves.

The atmosphere became more and more depressing, and the killers hid in the shadows and did not dare to move, fearing that they would be discovered, and wanted to protect themselves with their own abilities. Only, they didn't save their lives, and their numbers are still decreasing.

Dia is tireless, and she even sees the fight as a game and enjoys the killers as if they were her prey.

The pressure on the killers grew, and when half of them died at the hands of Shaon, the killers realized that they were far from being able to compete with Deya.

Even though they know that the difference in strength between the two sides is huge, no one is willing to die at the hands of Shaon.

The killers no longer hiding, they began to get together, hoping to improve their combat effectiveness and close the power gap with Dia in order to save their lives.

Dia laughed to herself that only the weak get together in times of danger, just as people who lack clothes in the cold hug each other to keep warm. It seemed to work very well, the chill gradually subsided, and the people who were suffering from the cold felt a hint of warmth, when in fact the cold was still there, not a trace of abating.

The weak are the weak, no matter how they keep warm, they are still the weak, and the strong are the strong.

The killers were gathered together, their backs to their backs so that their eyes could see every corner of their surroundings, and they didn't seem so scared, but their hearts were still full of fear. Because everyone knows in their hearts that the gap between their strength and Diya is too big.

Dia hid in the shadows and didn't come out, she wanted to let the killers in front of her enjoy the torture of fear, and in the end, they would defeat themselves without having to do it themselves.

Time did not stop in any way because of the fear in the hearts of the killers, and they still walked as before.

Finally, someone couldn't take the heavy pressure anymore and started screaming.

"Bastard, who the hell are you? If you have a kind, you will come out, and Lao Tzu will kill you! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a bullet flew out like a ghost, hitting the screaming guy's mouth with such precision that he could no longer scream.

"Bang bang." Shots rang out.

The death of a companion at least pointed out the location of the enemy for others, and they should be grateful to the deceased.

The thought of gratitude didn't come to the killers' minds, and after they concentrated their fire on a spree of fire, they found that the people weren't there at all, and they didn't even know what they were fighting before.

What's going on?

What about people?

The killers are even more feared than ever.

"Haha." Suddenly a string of laughter sounded in the jungle, as if from the underworld, echoing through the woods, giving goosebumps to the ears.

Where is it?

Where is it?

The killers searched for the source of the sound, only to find that the sound was ethereal and had no exact location.

She is not - human, she must - ghost, only a ghost can change position so silently.

The killers wanted to throw away their guns and run away, but where could they flee? "Are you a human-ghost?" Again, someone could not bear the pressure of death and cried out. A sneer appeared on Dea's face again, people were always so ignorant that they put what they thought was impossible on top of ghosts, thinking that only ghosts and gods could do it. But I don't know that there are people outside the sky, and just because they can't do it themselves doesn't mean that everyone shouldn't be able to do it.