In Carson's office, men in military uniforms are coming and going, and the mystics are busy making various phone calls. From time to time, a noise comes from a certain phone, and you don't have to think about it to know that the secret technique of the phone is arguing with someone.

The huge office is a mess, it's late at night, and even those who like nightlife have long since gone home to rest. Carson's office was brightly lit, the guards in the mansion had increased fivefold, and there were even tanks on the streets that had been closed to martial law.

The appearance of qiē was as if a big war was coming, and passers-by who were still driving in the middle of the night wondered what was going on in the city, and whether there was another political incident to be staged.

Carson sat behind his large desk, which he usually treats as a battlefield, and is full of energy to face everything. He likes to be in control of everything, and although it is tiring, he is also very rewarding.

But now he drooped his head and hung his head, like a defeated rooster. Beards crawled all over his face, and overnight he was ten years old. Dense wrinkles crawl like hateful bugs at the corners of the eyes, and huge eye bags hang under the overtired eyes.

Tonight was a bad night, and those who liked to control a qiē found themselves in control of nothing. The army, the henchmen, the sons, and the big sums of money seemed to bubble up and leave him overnight, and suddenly he was nothing.

"General........." An officer stood quietly beside Carson, looking at his six gods in a daze, the officer wanted to speak and stopped, not knowing whether to continue talking.

"Is there any whereabouts for any of them?" Carson barely looked up, his eyes bloodshot. Apparently he had no hope, and was just asking as if it were a matter of routine.

The officer nodded and said silently: "There is!" ”

"Got news of them?" Carson's eyes lit up instantly, like a beacon. His body stood up even more, staring at the officer in front of him.

The officer nodded very awkwardly, and said again and again: "Yes, yes, but ........."

"Don't do it, hurry up!" Carson almost roared, his anger frightening several of the occult spells who were on the phone. No one had ever seen Carson get angry, and he looked like an angry beast at the moment.

The officer swallowed his saliva fiercely and whispered, "The team sent to find it has news that General Xingluo and the other two generals have died in their own homes, and all the subordinates have been killed. There is also Young Master Karma and his guards who also died in the official residence, as for the others, there is no news yet. ”

As soon as the officer finished speaking, Carson sat down in his chair. The world swirled, and he felt like the whole world was spinning. He didn't want to hear the result but still heard it, he had long expected that something might happen to his people, otherwise why would there be no news at all.

But he didn't expect the result to be so bad, his right-hand henchman died, and his most capable son also died. The other two precious sons and the rest of their henchmen are estimated to be in danger, and some people want to weaken his power in country T step by step.

"General, General, are you alright........." The officer looked at Carson with some unapprehension, and handed him a cup of hot water by the way.

Carson shuddered and took the hot water, still in that pain, just like a man who had survived the disaster. His mind gradually blurred, and a sense of fear came over him.

If his men and sons were killed under heavy protection, he himself would not be safe. Even if this mansion is full of guards, if the other party wants to kill him, it is probably not impossible.

Who did it? Who did it? Carson thought frantically, he was scared, he was afraid that he would be the next one to die. He has a lot of political enemies in country T, could it be that those people have united against him?

"You want to kill me, impossible, impossible." Suddenly, Carson threw away the teacup in his hand out of control, pulled out his pistol from his waist and yelled.

The mystics in the office screamed in fright, and the secretaries were all scared to hide under their desks as Carson walked around the room with his pistol in his hand and like a ghost. The officers leaned against the wall and said nothing, their heads bowed and afraid to look at Carson's appearance.

Heavy breathing came from Carson's nose, and he roared as he took a step, like an enraged bull in the primeval forest.

In his career, he has not been so threatened as he is today. He was once arrested by the special forces of Huaxia and handed over to the government at the time, where he was kept in a secret prison.

But at that time, he still had a son, a henchman, and a large number of troops. So even if he was in prison, he wasn't afraid, because that was part of his plan, he knew that someone would come to save him, and he planned how to counterattack.

But now everything has changed, he has no henchmen, no son, and it is even difficult to contact the front-line troops, so he can't go to the front-line troops to command them to fight, right?

An unknown assassination group may be ambushing in an undisclosed location, and the sights of the sniper rifles may have been aimed at their heads. Despair and terror poured over him, and Carson was weak and didn't know how to resist the fear and helplessness.

He's never been weaker than he's been today, he's always been a very strong guy. It is very normal to treat enemies ruthlessly, to treat political opponents by chasing and beating them fiercely, to treat those who resist him, and to destroy people's homes.

For the sake of power, he offended almost the entire people of T country, and everyone was eager to eat him alive. If he has no troops at his disposal, then don't wait for those mysterious people to kill him, the political enemies alone will be enough to kill him.

Suddenly, he stood abruptly, his eyes wide as he looked out at the night. All of a sudden, the huge office went from panic to silence, and people deliberately suppressed the sound of breathing, for fear of disturbing Carson, a beast that had suddenly gone mad.

Carson seemed to be transformed into a sculpture, quietly looking out the window at the night. As if something was there that attracted him, a beautiful witch froze his soul and made him unable to take his eyes off it.

"No, I can't just die. I still have allies, I have one last hope, and whoever tries to get rid of me will have to pay the same price. Carson roared and brandished his pistol, his face grim.

He jerked his head back and yelled at the officer who had just reported to him: "Prepare the car, bring the men, I am going to a place." ”

The officer only flickered for a moment and immediately reacted, and he yelled out the door. Carson's motorcade soon stopped in front of the gate of the residence, and four armed Humvees were added to the front and rear to ensure safety.

Large-caliber machine guns were mounted on Humvees, each with six heavily armed soldiers. These people were originally Carson's personal guards led by Kala, and each of them was trained strictly according to the special forces of foreign armies. It can be said that these people are the elite of the elite, and they are Carson's ace armed forces.

Carson hurried downstairs and got into his bulletproof Mercedes. The convoy quickly pulled out of the residence and headed in the other direction of the city. Tonight, Carson has to find his last hope of survival.

On the roof of an eight-story house in the distance, Nighthawk held a night-vision infrared telescope and carefully stared at the direction of Carson's convoy. The Yaksha was taking notes on the side, not letting go of any clues.

"Are you sure he's in the car?" Bren asked softly from the side.

"Sure, I saw him get into the stretched Mercedes in the middle. However, he has a lot of guards, and it will be difficult to deal with eight Humvees, not counting the guards inside. Nighthawk continued to observe.

"Stabbing the stab, pay attention to keep up with the car in front of you, and don't let the other party find out." Carson's convoy was about to go out of sight when Nighthawk said into the intercom.

"Understood!" A whispered reply from the military stab came over the intercom, and then hung up.

Nighthawk put down his binoculars, looked at Bren and said, "It's impossible for us to attack him in the streets, he has enough firepower and time to escape." If reinforcements come, we may not gain more than we lose. ”

Brun looked at his hand and said strangely, "There are still three hours before dawn, where is he going?" ”

"Go find shelter." Nighthawk smiled: "After all this time, if he didn't know that all his men were dead, then he would be a waste." I think he was going to evacuate here as soon as he found out, and his mansion was no longer safe. ”

"This old fox does that, that's his nature. Fear of death, greed! Bren gritted his teeth.

"Alright, let's go and complete our final mission. I don't want to waste any more time and wait until Carson finds strong outside reinforcements, which will make our task even harder. "Nighthawk strapped his bag and quickly went downstairs with Buren.

The convoy soon drove to the door of the villa in the center of the city, and a group of armed men immediately surrounded the convoy. On the walls of the villa, there are even large-caliber machine guns aimed at the Humvee, which is clearly a well-defended fortress.

"I want to see the head of the Dragon and Snake family, I need his help." The windows rolled down, and Carson said to the guards surrounding his convoy with a panicked expression.

At this moment, he didn't have anyone he could think of to help him, and only the Dragon Snake Family Master had this ability. Although the Dragon Snake family is an underworld, Carson will never underestimate the ability of the underworld. They can help themselves, but they also have the power to destroy themselves.

The guard nodded, took out the walkie-talkie, and spoke something in Japanese. Soon, as if he had been replied, he beckoned to the guards in front of the door.

All cordons were immediately removed, the gates opened, and Carson's motorcade slowly moved in. The guards of the villa looked around vigilantly to make sure that no one was following them before closing the gate. A qiē regained its calm, as if nothing had happened.

In the distance, inside a car. The military thorn quietly raised his head, a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth.