One by one, the figures bounced off the car and quickly fell into the other side of the high fence of the National Security Bureau. They managed to dodge the infrared monitors on the wall, and the killers of the extraordinary skills almost clinged to those infrared rays, accurately avoiding every danger.

These people are very good at jumping about two meters without any help. With their bare hands, they can climb to the top of a skyscraper like a gecko without much effort. It is precisely because of this that they can become the elite force of the Cobra.

Seeing one after another of his subordinates jumping into the high wall, the Yin Yang Knife and Meng Tian glanced at each other, and the two of them quickly crossed into the high wall one after the other. There is not much time left for them, and now there are four and a half minutes left, and they have to get the information as quickly as possible and retreat, so that the monk who has dragged everyone down for them still has a chance to live.

His feet landed firmly on the ground, and a trace of extremely bad feeling came. The Yin Yang Knife didn't know what it was like, but he sensed danger like a snake that knew when an earthquake and a storm would come.

It wasn't right to stay here for long, it was the only thing he wanted to shout out loud in his mind. But when it came to his lips, it had evolved into a short sentence: "Forward, quick victory." ”

Suddenly, the surrounding lights were bright, and various searchlights and tactical lights were shooting at the group of killers. The killers who had just run a few steps were all stunned on the spot, and the faces of the Yin Yang Knife and Meng Tian were even more dead. They have no idea what the hell is going on? But it was clear that they were surrounded.

The Yin Yang Knife finally knew what the bad premonition in his heart was just now, and he regretted why he didn't run just now. But when he looked around him, he was dead, believing that even if he did run, he would be killed by bullets in the air.

Left, right, and back, even overhead, there are dense lights. The killers were shrouded in a sea of light, and there was nothing to hide. The darkness on which they had relied was gone, and all around them were like muzzles of gunfire.

Montian turned his head, and at some point, the walls they had just crossed were also full of people. As if by magic, these people are armed with automatic rifles of a very large caliber and have opened the insurance. When it comes to terrible killers like themselves, they will kill them at any time.

After knowing that he could not escape, Meng Tian calmed down. His face, after plastic surgery, was a little distorted, but he still said with a smile: "It seems that we can't leave today, if you guess correctly, the monk has betrayed us!" ”

The Yin-Yang Knife didn't speak, he was thinking nervously. The restless air around him was filled with sweat and death, and his men waited anxiously, these excellent killers did not know how to deal with the current predicament.

At this moment, where the light in front of him illuminated, a black figure slowly walked out. The light made this person's figure very long, and he looked extremely burly, and all the killers present couldn't help but feel a pang in their hearts.

His side has been surrounded by people from the Huaxia National Security Bureau, and looking at the other party's posture, there will be no good end today. But the other party didn't do it for a long time, and he didn't know what the hell he was thinking.

The man in the light finally walked out, and at the same time as he saw his face, the Yin Yang Sword, the Wind Riding Sword, and Meng Tian all breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't because they saw the man who rescued them, but because he was expected to show up.

Meng Tian smiled strangely, touched his face and said, "It's been a long time, I heard that you are more powerful now than before." I'd love to see for myself how strong you really are. ”

Nighthawk smiled slightly: "It's not that strong, but it's not a problem to recover the debts you owe." Remember the people of the Kamiyama clan you betrayed? Remember my companions who died at your hands? I'm going to get it all back today, and you'll never have a chance to make a new face again. ”

Meng Tian only felt that under the remade face, the skin that had been burned was throbbing up and down. Bursts of pain that should have disappeared long ago struck him again, and he couldn't help but glare at Nighthawk fiercely.

"It's been a long time, life is like this, it's like a play. I didn't expect to see you again after saying goodbye to the desert. The Yin Yang Knife shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Nothing out of the ordinary." Nighthawk's cold eyes looked at the Yin-Yang Knife, and his eyes were even colder than when he was in the desert: "From the day you met me, it was destined that you would never have a good life in your life. I'm such a person, as long as I'm entangled, I'll make you live in fear for the rest of your life. ”

"But your fears are coming to an end, and today is the last day." Nighthawk smiled coldly.

"It's too early, I'll kill you." The Wind Riding Sword suddenly roared, and before everyone could see his movements, he drew his sword violently, and the long sleeve of his left hand appeared on Nighthawk's side unexpectedly like a water snake.

He fought with Nighthawk, but he didn't even catch a single move of Nighthawk. At that time, he had already fought a few battles, and he was physically and mentally exhausted, so he didn't care. Today is different from the past, and the victory over the Nighthawk is inevitable.

The water cloud sleeve quickly wrapped around his whole body, and a majestic force surged like a Lang tide. The Wind Rider could even hear Nighthawk's bones clatter, and he was ecstatic because his sword had almost pierced Nighthawk's eyebrows.

It's just that he didn't notice that none of the soldiers around him shot at him. If earlier he was too fast for anyone to notice, now he was almost stabbing at Nighthawk, but the loyal soldiers were as if they were completely petrified, and no one had the intention of shooting.

The Wind Riding Sword didn't understand, but the Yin Yang Sword did. The reason why these people around them didn't shoot was actually very simple, because they all believed that Nighthawk could easily kill the Wind Rider. Thinking of this, he yelled violently, but it was too late.

Nighthawk sneered, watching the tip of the Wind Riding Sword suddenly burst out with a sword light. His muscles were pumping, and a majestic force poured out of his body. There was a loud bang, and the water cloud sleeve that wrapped around his whole body immediately shattered.

At the same time, he pointed at the knife and accurately clamped the tip of the sword when the inch of the sword was still a centimeter from the center of his eyebrows. All of the Wind Riding Sword's attacks were blocked, and his figure froze in the air.

The corner of Nighthawk's mouth sneered: "This kind of still dares to play in front of me?" You're playing a trick game, but if someone sees the offensive faster than you, you're not even a fart. ”

The Wind Riding Sword looked at Nighthawk incredulously, and his water cloud sleeves were shattered by Nighthawk's huge strength. Shui Yun Sleeve is the softest and most rigid kung fu, the more you want to use your strength to resist, the stronger the Shui Yun Sleeve's counter-devouring power.

The power to shatter all the water cloud sleeves must be terrifying. The Wind Rider's eyes were already full of fear, and he didn't believe that Nighthawk had that kind of power, which was only a story in legends. But the man in front of him clearly did that, and he still caught his sword in an impossible situation.

"This can't be, this can't be.........." The Wind Riding Sword was already a little crazy, and he shook his head and yelled. This was the worst defeat of his life, and he was defeated without even touching the hair of his opponent.

"Nothing is impossible, your fists and legs are only useful to the uninformed. Touching me is like a mouse touching a cat, and sooner or later it will be over. Nighthawk said mockingly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding special forces and NSA guards all burst into laughter. To tell the truth, none of them could see the attack of the Wind Sword just now, and when they saw it clearly, they all sweated for Nighthawk.

This Wind Riding Sword looks unremarkable, and Wen Wen is weak and seems to be powerless. But anyone who knows how powerful the sword he burst out is, but now it seems that Nighthawk is really like a cat teasing a mouse that is about to be caught, defeating the Wind Riding Sword with ease.

Once again, it was confirmed that the mythical legend of the Nighthawk in the National Security Bureau was convincing a lot. Looking at the Wind Riding Sword's gaze as if looking at a clown, I felt in my heart that this kind of person would dare to fight with the Nighthawk, it was simply looking for death.

Chengfeng Sword's face is red and white, and he has been saving zài with a killer weapon since his debut. No one dared to underestimate him, whether it was in the division or inside Cobra, and his reputation was quite loud.

But now, in front of Nighthawk, in front of these mockers, he was not even an insignificant bug. He felt like the whole world was laughing at him, and his world had begun to change like crazy.

He couldn't hear the laughter of the people around him anymore, and he couldn't even hear the shouting of his senior brother's Yin Yang Knife. His eyes grew blood-red, and there was only one voice in his heart shouting. Kill him, kill him.

"Give me death." The Wind Riding Sword roared violently, and his anger instantly raised his ability to the peak, even beyond the limits of what he could normally do.

I saw that on the tip of the sword that was caught by the nighthawk, the three-inch sword suddenly skyrocketed. Nighthawk abruptly bowed his head and dodged, only to feel that the fierce murderous aura on the sword could cut through the skin.

As soon as the Wind Riding Sword succeeded, the continuous killing move was quickly unleashed. The surrounding people all moved some distance, and the special forces were all in the mood to watch a good show, only the Yin Yang Knife was secretly worrying about themselves.

The sword light flew, and the sword killing moves in the wind were repeated, and every time the nighthawk narrowly avoided it. It seems that the Nighthawk has fallen into the wind, but those who know the industry know that in fact, the Wind Riding Sword has reached the end of the crossbow.

Nighthawk suddenly laughed, and the Decepticon suddenly appeared in his hand.

There was a scorching heat in the air, and a red ray slashed at the sword of the Wind Riding Sword like a tide. The red mangs were extremely large, quickly cutting through the sword rays of the Wind Riding Sword, and then slashed towards the Wind Riding Sword himself.

The Yin Yang Sword hissed and roared, but it was already too late, and the grand red mangs quickly enveloped the Chengfeng Sword.