Every minute counts, and Nighthawk is in a race against time to take away the lives of his comrades. Several people rushed through the mountains and forests, rushing towards the place where they had started, and Mengfei was also replaced by the back of the military thorn.

Mengfei's condition is very bad, sometimes he wakes up with a bump, sometimes he falls asleep, his mouth is confused and he doesn't know what he is talking about, and he can boil eggs if his head is hot.

It's very unreassuring, Jun Thorn is especially worried, he is afraid that he won't be able to get along with Monroe when he goes back, and he really likes this kid in his heart, his personality is on the right side of his own way in all aspects, and people with the same smell are not so easy to find.

In order to go back as soon as possible and get the best medical treatment for Mengfei, the two legs of the military stab were whirring, and the whole person was about to fly. If it weren't for the fact that the earth still has gravity.

The other people are in good condition, barely able to adapt to this usually nothing at all. A group of people are running towards the hope of life in an almost desperate way of running, and there is a light beckoning to them. That's the world.

"Look, car, we're here." The military thorn saw the silhouette of the car parked on the forest road from a distance, and shouted excitedly.

But he ran too fast, and he was still carrying a person on his back, and when he opened his mouth to speak, he was deflated, and when he ran to the car, the military thorn held on to the car and vomited. My stomach turned over and I almost vomited bile.

Nighthawk walked up to him and took Mengfei and slapped him on the back a few times, the military thorn felt a lot more comfortable, turned around and slowly slid down against the car, his back was tightly pressed against the body, and he was panting for breath from exhaustion.

"Okay, everyone, get in the car, hurry up, and let's get back to the hotel while no one is paying attention at night." The spur got up, no longer squatting on the ground to gasp, and staggered into the cab.

The black bear caught the monkey and helped the Yaksha to get in, and the mine, who had already woken up, endured the headache, took Mengfei from the nighthawk's hand, followed the black bear and finally climbed into the car.

Nighthawk closed the door for them and immediately sat in the passenger seat. The "driving" army stabbed the accelerator fiercely, and the car shot out quickly like an arrow from the string, rushing towards the hotel.

The night was like water, and the moon peeked out of the clouds and blinked at the car that was running wildly in the world.

The army stabbed very quickly, and I didn't care if it would be speeding or whether the police would chase after it.

The people along the way drove into the city of Tokyo with continuous exclamations and curses, and soon came to the underground garage of the hotel.

Look at the time, it happened to be three o'clock in the night, and it was estimated that almost everyone in the hotel should have slept, but they didn't sleep, and there was only the security guard at the door.

"Get off the bus, get into the elevator quickly, and go back to your room."

Nighthawk looked down at himself, and then at the team, almost everyone was covered in blood, Monkey and Mengfei were simply two bloody people, except for the black hair, the rest were red, no different from having been soaked in blood.

There was a trace of deep tiredness between everyone's eyebrows, which was caused by the relaxation of the rest of their lives, and once the tense nerves were relaxed, they immediately lost a lot of defense.

Still dragging each other, a distance of more than 50 meters, at this moment they are like they are going to run another five kilometers, stumbling forward and moving hard, even the strongest black bear is now exhausted, holding two people, walking very heavy.

Finally got into the elevator, pressed the 13th floor, the elevator rose slowly, Nighthawk looked at the sleepy people, and shouted loudly, "Everyone hold on, it's coming soon, and finally, everyone must hold on." ”

Hearing Nighthawk's shout, everyone couldn't help but slap themselves hard, and they all cheered up again, and Yaksha slapped himself several times, he was bleeding too much, and now he was at his limit.

They knew that Nighthawk was right, no matter how tired they were, they had to wait for a safe place, and now that they were like this, anyone who came could clean them up.

Exiting the elevator, their steps noticeably quicker, they used the last of their strength to make their way to the room, and when they reached the door, Nighthawk almost shuddered and pulled out the key.

The final battle with Oninomaru had already consumed a lot of his strength, and later he had fled with Yumefei on his back, and his nerves trembled a little.

I almost crashed into it. Nighthawk lay heavily on the floor.

The people in the back were no better, and after falling into the door one by one, they really didn't have the strength to get up again, and they couldn't even lift their hands to close the door.

If someone passes by outside, they will cover their mouths in fright, thinking that this is a murder scene.

Nighthawk gasped a few times, slowly got up, walked to the sofa phone, picked it up and broadcast the number, and a rough man's voice soon rang on the other end of the phone, "Who?" ”

"Sue Lao Zhou, I am a nighthawk, the operation failed, we have arrived at our hometown, the team members are injured and need emergency treatment." After speaking, without waiting for the bodyguard on the other side to reply, he hung up the phone, and Nighthawk sat down on the sofa, his eyes were tired and he was fighting, his muscles trembled, and his body told him that he had overdrawn his body and needed to rest now.

When Nighthawk woke up again, he found that he had fallen on the sofa, covered with a thin blanket, and a man in black saw him wake up, and immediately smiled and handed over a glass of water, "You woke up, I thought you would sleep a little longer." ”

Nighthawk took the cup and looked closely, it turned out to be Lao Zhou's bodyguard, he smiled at him gratefully and said, "How long have I been asleep?" ”

"Not much, it's only been an hour since we came in." The man in black stood up, handed him another slice of bread, and said with concern, "It seems that you are tired, come, eat something to replenish your energy." ”

Suddenly, Nighthawk sat up straight and nervously asked, "What about my teammates, how are they?" ”

The black-clothed bodyguard hurriedly pressed the Nighthawk who wanted to get up, and said in a gentle tone, "Don't worry, they are all resting, Miss Monroe has checked and rebandaged the wounded just now, your brothers are fine, and now they are giving his brother a blood transfusion, and the rest of them are just like you, too tired and fell asleep." ”

Hearing that everyone was safe and sound, Nighthawk's nervous heart slowly relaxed.

The door of the room opened, and Lao Zhou, who looked tired, paced out slowly, he had just talked to the military thorn, asked about the situation of this mission, and saw that the military thorn was too tired, so he let him rest first.

As soon as I went out, I saw Nighthawk, who had woken up, chatting with the bodyguard.

Lao Zhou's expression moved, and he walked quickly to Nighthawk's side, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter, why did you pay so many casualties, tell me in detail." Lao Zhou's tone was very eager, obviously the psychological fluctuations were relatively large, indeed, he had injured so many people, from the moment he just entered the door, he saw the team members lying on the ground, almost everyone lost their combat effectiveness, such a big thing was a big blow to him, so that he couldn't relax for a while.

Seeing the awake Nighthawk, the eagerness to know the truth of the matter at the moment got the upper hand, and he couldn't care if Nighthawk still needed to rest.

The bodyguard took the cup handed to him by Nighthawk very interestingly, and quietly stepped aside under the eyes of the two, he knew that some things were better not known, the more he knew, the heavier the responsibility, and the greater the danger he bore.

Waiting for the bodyguards to go away, Nighthawk also said helplessly, "We were ambushed, it seems that Matsumoto was prepared, he was not there at all, but sent Oninomaru to lead a large number of ninjas to wait for us to pass, originally to kill, but the chess was missing, and we killed a piece of armor." Trying to blow us up and give us back our lives, only Oninomaru escaped alone, and I don't know the rest. Nighthawk said it easily and simply, but in fact, the danger inside made Lao Zhou gasp.

"Ninjas, these murderous machines without blinking, they actually arranged for ninjas to ambush you." Blinking his eyes at Nighthawk, Lao Zhou said happily, "No wonder you are injured like this, this time you are fateful, you can come back alive, I don't want to go to the funeral of any of you anymore." ”

Nighthawk smiled, "If you want to come, you have to say hello in advance, and I will ask someone to put on makeup and wait for you to come to pay respects, and kowtow will be exempted, revolutionary comrades-in-arms, just bow twice." ”

"Poor mouth" Lao Zhou also smiled happily.

Then he said with a stern expression, it seems that Matsumoto is really not an ordinary person, in such a short period of time, he can see that someone is secretly trying to kill him, and he also designed such a subtle trap to ambush you, if you change to an ordinary killer, you really can't escape, you are really lucky.

Nighthawk also nodded very happily, remembering the horror of those ninjas, and now it was still creepy.

The door creaked open. Monroe slowly walked out of the room with tears on her face and turned around and gently closed the door, for fear that the louder sound would wake up the tired team members inside.

"How's it going, is your brother okay?" Nighthawk asked Monroe a little embarrassed.

"It's fine. Thank you, Captain, for bringing him back safely. Thank you. ”

As he spoke, two lines of tears involuntarily slipped down, and the beauty with pear blossoms and rain had a different scenery.

She and Mengfei grew up together since childhood, and since he can remember, he has not had a parent, and he has always relied on his younger brother for his life.

Until I met Lao Zhou. Lao Zhou trained them, raised them, taught them the knowledge of being a man, and treated them like a father.

Now that my brother is injured like this, he almost died, and if this only relative has some accident, Monroe really doesn't know what to do.

"Thank me for what, it's because I didn't take good care of him that he was so seriously injured." Nighthawk said ashamedly.

"No, Captain, it's good that he came back alive, really, I thank you, thank you very much." At this point, she couldn't cry anymore, and hurriedly told Nighthawk to let him have a good rest, and hurriedly covered her face and ran out of the house.

Nighthawk looked at her back and sighed inwardly.

"She is like this, she is very attentive to Mengfei, I watched them grow up, when she was a child, in order to prevent other children from bullying Mengfei, she endured the pain to protect Mengfei in her arms, and used her back to meet other people's fists, Mengfei has a stutter, can hold it in his arms for a long time, lied to his sister to eat herself, and then gave food to Monroe, hey, this pair of sisters and brothers is actually very pitiful." Lao Zhou sighed, recalling the past.

Nighthawk took a deep look at the closed door of the room, and paid more attention to the young man who was transfusing blood inside.