The killers' emotions were all mobilized.

"Captain, do you want to act?" The half-aged asked.

The black devil nodded, stared at the house opposite coldly, and said in a low voice: "Take out all your skills, don't have a little spare energy, even if there is a monster inside, you will scatter him for me."

"Yes." The killers responded.

"Up" the black devil roared and led the team to rush forward.

The killers rushed into the house like a gust of wind, but no one noticed that a figure rushed in and immediately retreated, and this person was none other than their captain, the Black Devil.

The Black Devil ran out of the garden and looked back at the house that the team had rushed into, a sinister smile on his face, and secretly smug in his heart, "A bunch of idiots. ”

The Dark Devil has his own secret to surviving the killing, and he will take this move whenever he encounters danger.

Lure your companions into danger and escape yourself.

Take the present as an example.

If all the guys who entered the house died at the hands of Zhao Guoqing, then no one would know about the escape.

If the team members are lucky enough to kill Zhao Guoqing, then what awaits them will still be a dead end, and the Black Devil will personally finish them to ensure that their little secret will not be revealed.

To be a killer is to be ruthless. The Dark Devil did exactly that.

The black devil's wishful thinking sounded, but today it did not develop as smoothly as he imagined.

The Timberwolf, who had been hiding on the roof, discovered the guy who wanted to escape as soon as possible, so he reported the incident to Zhao Guoqing with a communicator.

Intercept him.

This is Zhao Guoqing's reply to the Junglewolf.

The Timberwolf stood up and stretched, then jumped straight off the roof.

"Boom." There was a dull sound of landing, and the black devil instinctively glanced back, but

"Are you looking for me?" A disdainful voice sounded in the Black Devil's ears, and he shivered in fright.

Who is so fast?

The black devil couldn't believe it, but he still reacted quickly, and with his right hand poking behind his back, he grabbed the boomerang-like broadsword, and swung it over.

"Whew." The broadsword made a gust of wind, but it didn't hit anything.

The Timberwolf ducked his head to avoid the broadsword, then punched out with a clenched fist in his right hand.

"Smack." This punch broke at least three of the Dark Devil's ribs.

The black devil stepped back in pain, gritted his teeth and threw the broadsword in his hand towards the timberwolf.

The "Huhuhu" broadsword spun and flew in the air, but was deftly dodged by the Timberwolf.

The black devil's face changed slightly, and suddenly his legs bent and knelt on the ground, and begged the junglewolf: "Hero, don't kill me, please, don't kill me." I have an eighty-year-old mother and a child under my age, and if you kill me, what will they do? ”

I'll go, what era of his horse is this?

The Timberwolf was so depressed that he almost vomited blood. Of course, he didn't have blood at all.

The black devil showed his humble side, and even kept kowtowing to the timberwolves, but a sinister smile flashed in the corners of his eyes, and his eyes sneaked behind the timberwolves.

The broadsword he threw out actually flew back like a boomerang, unlike when it flew out, and it didn't make a sound at this time, shooting like a moonlight towards the timberwolf.

This is the Dark Devil's stunt, deliberately pretending to be pitiful to attract the attention of the opponent, and then letting the flying back broadsword slash the enemy.

For decades, the Dark Devil had slain many enemies far above him with this move, and this time he believed he would still succeed.

It's a pity that he encountered a timberwolf today.

The Timberwolf is an animate precision robot, and the radar equipment on his body allows him to not miss any blind spots, including the big knife that is flying back behind his back.

The smile in the dark devil's eyes grew stronger and stronger, waiting for the moment when the big knife slashed the timberwolf, and even if he failed to kill the target with a single sword, he would use the short knife hidden in his sleeve to make up for it.

The Timberwolf snorted disdainfully, didn't look back, just stretched his hand back, and grabbed the hilt with a precise "snap".

The black devil was frightened by the scene in front of him, how could there be such a person in this world?

After a moment's hesitation, the corners of the black devil's mouth twitched, and then he gritted his teeth and pulled out the short knife hidden in his sleeve and stabbed it towards the junglewolf.

The Timberwolf stepped back slightly, skillfully avoiding the Dark Devil's attack, and then slashed down with the broadsword in his hand.

"Ahh

"Smack." The Timberwolf punched out again, sending the Black Devil flying and slamming him to the ground, and then swung his broadsword again to slash at the Black Devil's neck.

"Wait a minute." A voice suddenly came from outside the garden, it was Morgan Dazs, who had been knocked unconscious and tied up by Zhao Guoqing, who had escaped from the trap at some point and rushed here under the protection of a guard team.

The Timberwolf didn't ask Morgan Dazs how he escaped, just curious as to why he didn't let himself kill the Dark Devil.

Morgan-Das stared at the black devil who had been seriously injured by the timberwolf on the ground, and said with a fierce look: "He is the guy who sent my son's head back then, and I want to deal with him with my own hands"

The Timberwolf nodded and sent the broadsword in his hand.

Morgan-Dazs took it

After the big knife, he took a deep breath, raised the knife and slashed down.

"Poof." The black devil's head fell to the ground and rolled a meter or two away before stopping.

"Now you don't have any concerns, do you?" Timberwolf asked.

Morgan-Das nodded, his reappearance here already showed that he had made a decision in his heart and would help Zhao Guoqing without reservation.

"Go kill those guys," Morgan-Das commanded back to the guards behind him.

This guard is Morgan-Das's real subordinates, and it is also the elite selected by Morgan-Dazs from the troops, and its individual combat ability is not weaker than that of the special forces of the big countries.

Receiving orders from Morgan-Daz, the guards rushed into the house in good training, and then the gunfire began rhythmically.

A moment later, except for Zhao Guoqing, all the killers who rushed in were hunted and killed.

Before he had time to order his subordinates to clean up the scene, Morgan Dazs couldn't wait to hold talks with Zhao Guoqing.

"Freeman would never have thought that someone would attack him at this time, and if you want to act, then it's best to take advantage of this opportunity to get started," Morgan Das told Zhao Guoqing.

Zhao Guoqing smiled slightly: "It seems that you are ready to get your things back." ”

Morgan-Das nodded vigorously and said, "You're right. I've been waiting for this opportunity for more than ten years, and Freeman will never give me another ten years, so I have to seize this opportunity," he asked with a serious face, "Do you want to start moving?" ”

"Action," Zhao Guoqing responded.

Freeman Mansion.

It was late at night, but Freeman didn't feel sleepy at all. A man sat on the sofa, holding a whiskey in one hand and a cigar in the other, but he didn't take a sip of the wine in the glass until now, and he didn't even take a few puffs of the cigar in his hand before stopping.

From time to time, his gaze glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and he seemed a little distracted.

Manadan, it's been so long since I've been assassinating that I'm starting to doubt the Dark Devil's abilities

Freeman laughed self-deprecatingly, forced himself to take a puff of his cigar, and told himself that the Dark Devil would never miss a shot, and that he would be back with Morgan-Dazs's head in five minutes at most.

Five minutes passed quickly, but the Dark Devil still hadn't returned, which made Freeman's brow furrow.

What's going on, could it be that something is wrong?

Freeman got up and walked around the room, thinking about what to do.

A brake sound outside interrupted Freeman's thoughts, and a commotion ensued.

"Manadan, what's going on outside?" Freeman yelled in annoyance.

Soon the correspondent appeared in front of Freeman with heavy and fast steps, holding a cardboard box in his hand, and shouted in a hurry, "General, it's not good"

"What's the panic, can the sky fall? Something to say slowly," Freeman roared, but he actually wanted to calm himself down.

The correspondent was obviously unable to calm down, and while glancing at the cardboard box in his hand, he exclaimed: "General, someone just threw this outside. ”

"What's in there?" Freeman had already noticed the box in the communicator's hand, and guessed that the other party's panic must have something to do with the contents of the box.

"General, you'd better see for yourself." The correspondent said and lifted the lid.

Freeman's gaze fell on the inside of the box, and he froze there.

Inside the box was a human head, the head of a dark devil that had been cut off by Morgan-Dazs himself.

The appearance of the Dark Devil's head here means two things, one is that the assassination attempt arranged by Freeman has failed, and the other is that Morgan Dazs has officially challenged him.

"General, what should I do?" The correspondent asked nervously.

The muscles on Freeman's face were throbbing, and it took him a long time to grit his teeth and shout: "Immediately gather for me the guard regiment and all the troops that can be mobilized, and I will personally lead the troops to destroy him."

"Yes," the correspondent answered, and ran out in a panic with the box in his arms.

"Tom boom rumble. Da Da "There was a commotion outside with the sound of artillery.

"What's going on? Where did the gunshots come from? Freeman yelled.

The communicator who had just run out ran back in a panic, and before he had time to stop, he shouted loudly: "General, it's Morgendas, it's Morgendas, he's leading his troops here."

"What?" Freeman exclaimed, and his face turned pale.

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