The military thorn who had been tormented for a day and a night was now blood-red, his body was swollen, and his thundering brain was almost crazy. Monroe should come back even if she returns to China, this kind of puzzling waiting is the most worrying, and she can't grasp the little tail of fate at all, which makes everyone, including the military thorn, confused and confused.

Lao Zhou also had a calm poker face, and now even a fool knows that something must have happened to Monroe. But what happened? Not even a single message, it's so unusual! Even if you are captured by aliens, you can send a message to your family.

Everyone sat quietly together, looking at the anxious Mengfei and the military thorn in a daze. The heavy mood is like the river water covered with ice in winter, and for a while, the piercing feeling of the muscles infects all those who are waiting silently.

"Ding, ding, ding." Lao Zhou's phone suddenly rang in such a quiet wait, and the abrupt voice startled everyone.

Lao Zhou hurriedly took out the phone, only one person would contact him, and he didn't dare to slack off.

"Hey, magpie, well, what are ,,,,? How can it be? Lao Zhou's face suddenly became shocked, and he stood up with a snort, and the teacup in his hand fell heavily to the ground.

He hung up the phone in a daze, his face still full of shock, more regret, and unbearable.

"Monroe has news."

The military stab rushed to Lao Zhou's side with an arrow, and couldn't wait to ask: "Where, where?" ”

The speed of speech was extremely fast, I wished that it was himself who listened to the phone just now, looking at Lao Zhou's stern expression, he knew that something must have happened.

"She was captured by Matsumoto, and Matsumoto let out the word that we should go to him ourselves." Lao Zhou said this result that had been guessed by everyone in a heavy voice, and suddenly, the room fell into another piece of freezing.

Roar, a terrifying scream erupted from the throat of the military thorn, and the eardrums of everyone who shook were painful.

He was so sad and angry that his hand involuntarily smashed into the coffee table, and the whole coffee table couldn't withstand his angry blow, and with a bang, the coffee table made of wood was broken in two. The aftermath continued, and the broken table top bounced up again after hitting the ground, and it slammed heavily on the mine before it stopped beating wildly and fell back to the ground.

"Damn Matsumoto, my ** grandma. Captain, Lao Zhou, we're going to fuck him now and raid his den. The thorn roared furiously, his voice hoarse to the extreme, and his terrible blood-red eyes looked like dull monsters. Both hands involuntarily touched the saber in his arms, and seeing him like that, he didn't want to stay even for a moment.

Mengfei also had a white face, trembling and struggling to come over and said sadly: "Captain, what should I do?" He could still keep his composure, knowing that this was not the time to be impulsive, and although he was in a hurry, he silently asked Nighthawk.

Nighthawk was also shocked, how could Monroe fall into Matsumoto's hands?

With Matsumoto's personality as they knew him, how would he deal with Monroe, an assassin who was her enemy?

He didn't dare to extend the slightest thought, just raise his eyes to see the scarred team members. He turned his head helplessly and looked at Lao Zhou as if asking for help, at this time, he could only wait quietly for his decision.

Lao Zhou has gradually regained his composure, and sat back on the sofa with a puff, as if a person who had been drained of energy had made the last difficult decision, and slapped his thigh and said bitterly: "Don't panic, everyone, Matsumoto's purpose is to lure us into the bait, we can't be too blind, otherwise we won't be able to save Monroe and take our own lives." "Then what to do, let's just sit here and wait for Matsumoto to bring Monroe's head." Isn't it just a life, you care, I don't care, if you don't save it, I'll save it. The soldier's eyes were red and terrifying, and his face was so distorted that he couldn't distinguish his facial features. The furious look is like a messenger of hell, ready to strike a fatal blow on this prosperous world at any time.

He grabbed his gun, shook off the mines that were holding him in his way, and rushed to the door.

"Stop!" Lao Zhou suddenly yelled, stood up and pointed at the back of the military thorn, the angry appearance was no worse than the current military thorn.

Jun Ting's eyes were red, his mouth was panting, his eyes were about to fall out, and he stared at Lao Zhou tightly. If Lao Zhou doesn't give a reasonable explanation now, the angry military stab who has lost his mind may use any weapon at any time, even bite his teeth to kill this obstacle that prevents him from saving his sweetheart.

"What do you want to do? Where are you going to find Monroe? What's the use of you going? Have you thought about it? Being impulsive like you will only kill Monroe. She is also my student, my favorite student, will I be in a worse mood than you are now" Lao Zhou glared at the military thorn fiercely, and he didn't mean to retreat, but took a step forward in the face of the military thorn's murderous gaze: "Now you sit down for me, everyone is thinking of a way, don't spoil our big things because of your will." ”

Lao Zhou's stern tone was undoubted, and the military thorn was like an eggplant beaten by frost, and it was immediately destroyed. The head hung down to the ground. Suddenly, he threw down the gun in his hand, slammed his head against the wall twice, squatted on the ground and cried bitterly.

Everyone was silent, looking at the tearful military thorn, everyone's hearts seemed to be poked fiercely.

Monroe was just an ordinary player for them, and there was no deeper friendship.

But for the meaning of the military stab, I'm afraid it has to be life.

Seeing this usually arrogant man crying helplessly at the moment, as their closest comrades-in-arms, they were just powerless to stand aside.

Everyone clenched their fists, grieving at the helplessness at the moment.

Nighthawk quietly walked behind the stinger, crouched down, and pulled the spur that was crouching on the ground and crying.

The face of the military thorn was covered with tears, a look of helplessness and loss, and the sky had fallen.

Seeing the nighthawk that was a little blurry with tears, tears poured out like a river that could no longer be stopped. Hugging Nighthawk's shoulders and shouting, "Captain, what should I do, what should I do." Woo, woo. "I couldn't hear him clearly, and all I left was choked.

"Rest assured, your Monroe will come back unscathed. I assure you, you still have our brothers, we still have lives, six lives. Nighthawk said heavily to the stinger.

"Seven lives." Mengfei took a step forward and wiped away the tears in his eyes.

The thorn stopped crying, and everyone's eager and determined gaze shone into his eyes. My heart has cleared up a lot, it's good to have you!

Lao Zhou stepped forward slowly, comforted and said, "Okay, don't cry, now is not the time to cry." Don't be like a, I don't like this set the most. Let's go, let's go to Shimada, ask where Matsumoto is, and we'll go to him. ”

"Hey, ah!! It's Yoshinobu, hello, I haven't been in touch for a long time, how are you doing? Matsumoto smiled and said hello to the other end of the phone.

"Well, very well, Matsumoto-kun, I won't talk nonsense, I heard that you are threatened by a group of killers, and you have to deal with them alone, do you need my help? In your words, our intelligence department fully supports you. There was no politeness, Yoshishin said very sincerely.

"Thank you for your kindness. But don't you know me after all these years of friends? The affairs of my Matsumoto family will have to be resolved by myself, and if outsiders intervene, the reputation of my Matsumoto family will be gone. Matsumoto said to Yoshinobu gratefully but firmly.

"But ......"

"Okay, thank you Yoshinobu, if this time I succeed in solving the problem in my life, hehe, maybe it will be the biggest crisis! I'll treat you to a drink, but please don't get involved in this, please! ”

Listening to Matsumoto's desolate and resolute words, as if he was saying goodbye to the last of his life, Yoshinobu was very sad.

But in order to respect Matsumoto, he still said very respectfully: "Yes, Matsumoto-kun, I am waiting for your triumphant news!" ”

Hanging up the phone, Matsumoto smiled slightly: "Is that it?" Come, let me see your strength! ”

"Mr. Shimada, let's ......"

"I know, you don't have to say it." Shimada raised his hand to interrupt Lao Zhou's words and said eagerly: "Matsumoto has already spread the news and wants you to go to his castle to find him. He'll be there to break off with you. ”

"The castle? Where would this be a trap? Lao Zhou asked suspiciously.

"That's the property of his Matsumoto family, a centuries-old castle. I don't know if it's a trap or not. However, what I do know is that he doesn't have any strength at all now, plus all his manpower and the killers of the Black Dragon Society, there will be no more than 100 people at most, but it depends on your courage to go? Or......" He took a pleasant sip of tea and said lazily, "or you are ready to give up your companions!" ”

Shimada smiled, seemingly not taking the loss of a companion seriously. In his eyes, it was just one more chance to assassinate Matsumoto, and as long as he angered these people in front of him, he had a lot more hope of success.

"Mr. Shimada, I guess you don't understand the relationship between us. Now please tell us the location of the castle, we will not stop, we will go and rescue our friends immediately. Holding down the spurs around him who were about to step forward and beat Shimada angrily, Nighthawk said in a deep voice.

"Okay, I just appreciate the courage and perseverance of you people of the Celestial Dynasty. Wait a minute, I'll send you a plan of the castle at once.

You know, I used to be the security director of this castle, and I'm very familiar with the terrain inside, hahahaha. Unable to suppress his manic smugness, Shimada laughed.

The spur looked at this fat pig who had no legs and liked to pretend, and wanted to stuff the teacup on the table into his mouth to make him laugh again.

Soon, Shimada's subordinates brought a yellowed artwork, and Shimada handed it to Lao Zhou with both hands: "I wish you all success." ”

A thick fog rose into the sky, enveloping the entire bar in flames, and flickering figures ran and shouted nervously around the bar.

Nighthawk ran towards the firelight and rushed into the smoke-filled bar. There were several corpses lying in the bar, and Sister Fang fell behind the counter, covered in blood, obviously inhumane torture before she died.

Nighthawk's eyes were full of unbearable, just yesterday, this gentle middle-aged woman made delicious meals for them, but now, ......

Nighthawk couldn't bear to look at it anymore, the fire was getting bigger and bigger at this time, and this place couldn't stay any longer, just about to go out, a mobile phone rang.

Nighthawk turned his head to see that it was a mobile phone on the bar, lying there lonely and chirping.

Nighthawk frowned, turned around and grabbed his phone, covering his mouth and nose and running out quickly.