One after the other, the thunder continued until the afternoon of the next day. Like a mad dog that has lost the restraint of its owner, the rain bites fiercely at the team members hiding behind the tree, and the people who collide are dizzy and dazed, and there seems to be no end in sight.

Today, the Poison King's convoy was very punctual, even under the raging storm like the Milky Way hanging upside down, it was still rushing through rain or shine. When passing through this trail that had already ambushed the killer, it brought up a cloud of smoke and splashing rain. And the mud and sand are sprinkled everywhere.

Nighthawk pressed the urge to kill immediately, endured the painful rain of splitting his head and covering his face, and silently watched the convoy drift away, but his eyes did not blink.

A little deflated, Yaksha leaned into Nighthawk's ear, uselessly wiped a handful of more rain in the next second, and said to Nighthawk with a sad face, "Captain, why don't you intercept them, brothers have waited so long." You see, Fauber's side probably can't do it. ”

Nighthawk glanced in the direction of Fauber. Fauber and his gang of young men from the Sun-Shooting Clan were nothing, they were all fierce dragons and tigers. Even under such a torrential rain, there is still no timidity, showing the super concentration cultivated over the years of hunting.

It was the two sisters Huo Ying and Huo Yan beside him, who were trembling all over their bodies at the moment from the torrential rain, their lips were purple, and their bodies were shaking. It shows that the wind and rain of this night have hit them hard. No matter how strong their martial arts are, they have never been tortured like this.

They were different from Fauber, who and the hearts of Faber and the other young people were now burning with hatred and impending shame, which could not be extinguished by the rain poured on their heads. But no matter how the two sisters of the fire warbler are also enthusiastic and unrestrained girls' generation, no matter how big the hatred is, it can't be compared with their fiery hearts. Without that faith and determination, the two of them are destined to only be faltered in the wind and rain.

God knows when the bastard of the poison king will come back, there have always been a lot of things going on with the big guys. Even if he returns soon, it is estimated that the two sisters will not be able to stand the evil wind and rain that will be eliminated from the other.

Nighthawk sighed, it seems that the power of hatred can be magnified to infinity, and these two girls are destined to suffer for the rest of their lives.

Taking off his raincoat, Nighthawk glanced at Yaksha. Silent words, the black bear and the big bull beside him also took off their raincoats knowingly. The two of them are the strongest here, and according to Nighthawk's words, the two of them are fine even if they soak in the water for three days and three nights.

Yaksha took the raincoat with a smile, he would not give up lightly with such a good opportunity to flatter. Anyway, there was nothing wrong with it now, and they ran towards the direction of the fire warbler.

"Miss Firebird, Miss Firebird, come, put on the raincoat, and see how you all freeze." Yaksha smiled and shoved the raincoat straight into the hands of the two petite women who were stunned.

The swift happily took off the hat on his head to keep out the rain. She was already drenched, and her hat had long since lost its effect, and it was still too much of a problem to wear on her head. Wearing the raincoat sent by the Yaksha, I immediately felt much more comfortable, and a wave of warmth surged all over my body. I couldn't help but smile at Yaksha.

Yaksha was a little disappointed. The body of the drenched swift is concave and convex, exquisitely convex. The Nakshatra who watched swallowed his saliva. At this moment, the graceful and fiery body line is covered by the raincoat, and I can't help but let Yaksha disappoint for a while. I regret a little why I was so stupid to give her a raincoat, and I should sacrifice my warmer body to shield her from the wind and rain.

With obscene thoughts, seeing Huoyan's enthusiastic smile, he couldn't help but come back to his senses and smiled at her awkwardly.

"What about Big Nighthawk? Isn't he cold? The warbler asked the Yaksha with a concerned expression, but her eyes looked straight at the Nighthawk in the distance. Nighthawk was now staring intently at the mud-stained path in front of him, and the rain was flowing down his cheeks like a river. Huoying's heart was both grateful and distressed, and she couldn't help but ask.

Yaksha was a little jealous and said, "Captain, he's in good health, put it on, don't let him down." With that, he turned and returned to his original position.

The firewarbler quietly looked at the nighthawk who was still motionless in the distance, and let the rain pass by on her face, just looking at the nighthawk so quietly. It took a long time to put on the raincoat, and there were still water marks on my face. It's just that I can't tell whether it's drifting rain or gentle tears.

This wait, another half a day passed. The Poison King seemed to have played a big joke with everyone, but he didn't return at the usual time. It wasn't until three or four o'clock in the afternoon that a team of speeding off-road vehicles quickly emerged from the fierce wind and rain on the horizon and landed on the distant horizon without warning.

"Everyone is ready, the prey is hooked." Nighthawk shouted loudly as he clenched his automatic rifle tightly in his hand. The whole team was in a tight position, waiting for the prey to take the bait.

The speed of the convoy was very fast, it was only a small point, and soon it gradually enlarged its original appearance, and quickly put it into everyone's eyes. Such a fast speed makes everyone think: "Is this a rush to reincarnate or what, such a muddy road is not afraid of overturning." ”

There are almost no such luxurious off-road convoys in country R in this poor country. I'm afraid that only a terrorist like the drug king, who sells drugs and arms and health, can be so wealthy. Nighthawk didn't even have to worry about attacking the wrong person, so he had the audacity to load a grenade into his rifle's grenade launcher.

With a click, Nighthawk turned around and smiled, the mine smiling at him. He raised the rifle with a grenade in his hand and shook it at him, and his eyes were aimed at the off-road vehicle that had rushed to the front and had stepped into the ambush circle.

"Boom" Beautiful fireworks suddenly burst out from the disproportionate rifle head of the mine. Break through the obstacles of the storm and stab the off-road vehicle without any scruples.

There was only a slight contact between the fireworks and the car, and a kiss made the entire off-road vehicle spin into the sky. After completing a beautiful 360-degree rotation, it landed heavily and glided nearly 10 meters away before stopping its uninhibited huge body and lying motionless on the ground.

Only the sound of crackling fire burning strong in the rain showed that there was no life inside, and there was a dead silence.

The "squeak" s......lammed the blow and caused the convoy behind it to step on a series of tooth-aching brakes, and on the muddy path, the crooked body barely stopped.

The frightened bodyguards in the car realized the danger coming, and screamed wildly to urge the convoy to reverse the road, so as to avoid the catastrophe that could befall them at any time.

Almost at the same time as braking the car. The car at the back quickly hooked up the reverse gear and slammed backwards as fast as an off-road vehicle could do. The car in front of me was like a shadow, and I wanted to leave this dangerous trail immediately.

Nighthawk smiled slightly, his fingers gently pulling the trigger. He won't leave such an opportunity for this team, they have long been drenched in soup, and blowing up your car is just asking for interest. Joke, do you want to leave before you even pay for it.

"Boom" was another loud bang, the tail car turned into a head car, and the off-road vehicle that was rapidly reversing suddenly came after sliding for more than ten meters, and it was on fire. Like the first off-road vehicle that was shot, Wusheng survived, and the whole car was dead.

However, even if some people survive, the violent collision that ensues will have to take their remaining vitality.

Without any vigilance, the off-road vehicle that was violently reversing violently "banged" and was fiercely loaded on the tail car that had caught fire. There is no way to retreat half a point.

The front is blocked, the back is blocked. In a state of frantic despair, the bodyguard roared and picked up his gun, ready to climb out of the car for a final struggle. Even if it is death, you have to drag two cushions, and it is good to be a companion on Huangquan Road.

But Nighthawk didn't even give them a chance to fight back, the moment he fired a grenade. It's like a signal to attack. There was no need for him to command, the sound of gunfire, the whistling of feathered arrows piercing the sky, and the raindrops beckoned to the last two cars together. The momentum of the frenzy was earth-shattering in this small ambush circle.

As soon as they picked up their guns, they didn't even have time to look at the fierce and brilliant attack outside, and the bodyguards were nailed to death in the car. Splatters of blood and broken glass were scattered all over the floor. The blood was washed away by the storm and disappeared without a trace, leaving only a faint faint line.

Three of those who survived fell into the mud through a car door full of holes and feathered arrows. Because of fear, they forgot to resist, and the threat of death filled their bodies, which had long since lost their courage. One howled and ran into the distance.

"Shoot them in the legs." Nighthawk shouted, he didn't know who the Poison King was, although the purpose was to kill the Poison King. But let's talk about it after we have to recognize people clearly.

"Bang bang bang" A few gunshots as fast as thunder and lightning rang out, and the three people who ran wildly and fell to the ground, holding their bloody thighs and howling incessantly.

The monkey put away the pistol that had been wet by the rainstorm and struck his head at the crowd with a smug face.

"Well done." Nighthawk praised loudly, left the monkey still immersed in joy, and ran towards the three lying on the ground.

Fauber kicked one by one, knocking over the three people who were lying on the ground and howling. He didn't know who the poison king was. At this moment, the three of them were covered in mud and water, and every halal face that could be seen. Even the original color of their clothes was stirred by the torrential rain and the yellowish mud.

Fauber didn't care much, and with a single stroke of his knife, he slashed off the head of the begging guy at his feet. The head was grunting like freedom, rolling all the way. Just rolled to the hand of another guy who was screaming miserably, and he immediately stopped shouting unbridled in his mouth, and stared at his head blankly without saying a word.

Fauber was just about to raise the knife and cut off the heads of the remaining two people in one go, when there was a crisp sound, and the knife couldn't go down a bit.

Excited about the enemy who was about to slash him, the red-eyed Fauber turned his head to look, and Nighthawk was using a short blade to block the knife in his hand that was still shining in the cold light and faintly glowing red after killing someone.

"Brother Nighthawk, what are you doing?" Although Fauber was angry, he could see the person who was coming, so he calmed down and asked.

"Fauber, wait a moment, let me ask who the poison king is." Nighthawk said earnestly.

Although he was eager for revenge, Nighthawk's words still had to be heard. Looking at the two dead fish in front of him, Fauber snorted heavily, put away his knife and stepped aside.

Nighthawk breathed a sigh of relief, put away the peerless dagger and turned around, pulled up a guy on the ground and said fiercely, "Say, which of you is the poison king." The sound was so fierce that the already desperate guy trembled. With an innocent expression, he shouted loudly, "Heroes spare their lives, none of us are Hong Batai." We are all his bodyguards. The bodyguard said with tears in his eyes, blood and tears on his face, but in a blink of an eye, he was washed away by the rain, and he could only see the begging for mercy on his face.

"Nonsense! This convoy is obviously the poison king's, how could he not be on it. Feeling that he was being teased, Nighthawk threw the bodyguard on the ground heavily, and the bodyguard grinned and gasped vigorously.

Another bodyguard who stepped on the ghost gate hurriedly shouted: "Really, I didn't lie to you, there is really no drug king here." ”

Sensing a hint of something wrong, Nighthawk furrowed his brows and looked at the two with murderous aura. The two of them only shivered, and couldn't help but lean close together, staring timidly at the nighthawk, not daring to make any more movements.