There were a total of six men in the alarm room, and five men sat in chairs staring at the surveillance screen in front of them. There was only one man standing, his tall frame very different from the other five, clearly professionally trained.

The high chest almost tears through the shirt, and the knotted muscles will make every fitness enthusiast envious. But Nighthawk's surprise was not the man's toned muscles, but his recognition at a glance that the man was the target ....... Kara.

He had already seen the picture of the Kara provided by Brun, and on the way to come, all the people had looked at it repeatedly in order to keep the man in their minds.

He is in his thirties and looks much stronger than in the photo. But no matter how strong he is, he shouldn't be here, shouldn't this guy stay in his bedroom and enjoy the dinner offered by the waiter?

Why is this guy here? Nighthawk had a lot of questions rising in his mind, and he wanted to rush up and ask why this guy didn't stay in the room and wait for them to kill him.

But time did not allow him to do so, and everyone in the room realized that the door was opened, and they all looked back at Nighthawk. Nighthawk immediately lowered his head, he didn't want to reveal his identity so soon.

A man sitting on a chair asked something in Mandarin, and Nighthawk secretly said in his heart that it was bad, he didn't understand Mandarin, and the only thing he could say was hello. Isn't it too naïve to say that kind of thing now?

Nighthawk didn't answer, and the person who asked him looked impatient, and raised his voice to ask again. Nighthawk slowly closed the door and walked towards the five men sitting in their chairs.

Kara's brow furrowed deeply, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong with the soldier who had come in. lowered his head and didn't speak, and his whole body seemed to exude a faint murderous aura.

Suddenly, he saw the soldier walking slowly with a very red spot on his collar. He was a veteran of the battlefield, and a special soldier who had participated in the training of several ace special forces, and he recognized it as bloodstains at a glance.

"Who the hell are you?" Kara roared sharply, but it was too late. The soldier who had been moving slowly suddenly turned into a raging storm and shot at him like a thunderbolt.

Karma subconsciously stepped back, and at the same time landed a beautiful combination of punches in the air with both fists. He moves quickly and with great force, a trick he learned from the special forces. If an enemy is chasing, then that person will either fight him hard or be beaten off the jaw.

But his beautiful combination punch was completely in the air, because the figure that pounced on him only flickered, and immediately pounced on the five soldiers sitting in front of the surveillance screen.

As soon as the terrible screams came out of his throat, he was immediately cut off by the light of the knife, and the sneak attackers neatly killed the five soldiers sitting in front of the surveillance screen, all of them with a knife in their throats, and those people didn't even have a chance to resist.

Five heads fell heavily on the table, blood running down their bodies. Kara looked in shock at Nighthawk, who was slowly wiping the blood from the knife and standing upright, unable to close his mouth.

"Good means, deliberately lure me away to kill these five people, you don't want them to take advantage of the chaos to ring the alarm, right?" It took a long time for Kara to recover. He made up his mind, knowing that he was definitely facing a master today, and if he panicked first, the final outcome would be the same as the five people who fell.

"Did you raise your hands and surrender yourself? Or do you want me to knock you down with my own hands? Nighthawk put the dagger away and looked at Kara with contempt, "Someone is going to kill you herself, and I don't want to do it for her." ”

Kara furrowed his brows fiercely, and his eyes were cold: "What a big breath, do you think I am like these five people who were killed by you?" You may not know how good I am, but the two of us, who died is not certain. ”

"I've heard that you've served in multiple special forces and have a lot of combat experience, is that where your confidence comes from?" Nighthawk ignored Kala, and said to himself.

"Knowing so much, it seems that you know me well. In that case, you should also know how terrible I am. Brother, I advise you to sit down honestly, you can't kill me. Karma sneered, his fists in a fighting stance.

"It's really arrogant." Nighthawk smiled coldly: "Do you think it's great for you to join a few more special forces?" You may not know that I have killed more special forces than you have ever seen. ”

Kara's face changed suddenly, and he suddenly flew forward after Nighthawk said his last word. He knew that he couldn't talk nonsense with Nighthawk, and since the other party dared to come to his house and risk a lot of danger to kill himself, then this person was definitely not an idle person.

He had to take down the opponent as quickly as possible, and then notify all the guards. At that time, no matter how many people come from the other side, he is not afraid, and the reinforcements will crush these assassins.

A beautiful combination punch towards Nighthawk, one of Kara's best martial arts is boxing. Although he is not as Muay Thai champion as his older brother Baisen, his research on combat boxing is much better than Baisen.

The combination punch is extremely beautiful, with many killer moves implied in the middle, and no matter how Nighthawk takes over, Kara has a way to play another set of punches, and finally consumes Nighthawk to death.

But Nighthawk didn't fight him, and the killer who had just killed five soldiers put away his knife, just smiled and dodged Kala's fist, and from time to time he pointed out that this punch was good, and this punch needed to be used a little harder.

The three sets of combination punches have been finished, and after a long time, cold sweat slowly drip down the corners of his forehead. Nighthawk was dodging the whole time, and he didn't touch Nighthawk with a single punch, let alone deal with Nighthawk.

He looked like a monkey being played by Nighthawk, who was smiling and training his boxing little monkey while he himself put on a show for Nighthawk.

"This can't be done, if it drags on like this, I'll be dragged to death by him." A so-called panic came out of Kara's heart, and he had realized that Nighthawk was not only a master, but also a terrible enemy he had never met.

He didn't dare to hold back any longer, and he threw another set of combination punches, attacking Nighthawk according to his previous routine. Nighthawk had gotten used to his routine, and retreated the way he had dodged before.

The corners of his mouth smiled secretly, waiting for you to retreat like this. Suddenly, he slammed his fists into one and spun around a beautiful 360 degrees in the air, kicking Nighthawk three times in a row.

Bang, bang, bang! The three solid kicks on Nighthawk's body made Kara ecstatic, and as soon as he landed on his feet, he hit Nighthawk in the chest again.

This kick contains almost all of his strength, aiming to take out Nighthawk with one kick. Living up to his expectations, Nighthawk's kick staggered backwards until it hit the wall before stopping.

Kara exhaled deeply, then smiled at Nighthawk. Finally put down this difficult opponent, fortunately he was witty, otherwise he would have become the next target of this guy's kill.

"How? Are you still doubting my abilities from multiple special forces? If you want to be obediently tied up and catch you and don't listen, you have to wait for me to make you suffer a little, you are really cheap. Karma looked up and laughed, he was in no hurry to ring the alarm bell at the moment, anyway, the killer had already been accused by himself.

"Really? Do you really think you've won? Nighthawk slowly raised her head, a mocking smile on her lips.

Karo's smile stiffened as he looked at Nighthawk in disbelief. Obviously, he kicked this guy hard with all four kicks just now, but he didn't bleed at all as if he was fine. Is this still human? If you change to an ordinary person, you have to fall to the ground even if you don't die, and his leg strength is very heavy, even those stout black ** men can't stand it.

Nighthawk patted the dust on his chest and looked at Karma mockingly: "The leg technique is good, and the strength is okay, but it lacks some fire." Alright, you're done performing, now it's my turn. ”

Kara suddenly sobered, he desperately ran to the side of the monitoring screen, there was a red button on the table, only a light tap, two kilometers away troops immediately came back to support here, no one can go without his order.

But Nighthawk was faster than him, the last to come, and the fist as big as a punching bag magnified infinitely in Kara's eyes. There was no fancy punch, but Kara heard the sound of the fist breaking the wind. What kind of person is it to strike this punch to have the feeling of supersound.

Bang! Nighthawk's fist struck Kara in the chest, and he flew into the air like a ball that had been kicked out, slamming into the wall two meters away. The pictures and decorations on the walls all fell to the ground, and Kara fell with him.

Nighthawk's strength was so great that Kara rolled his eyes, couldn't breathe in his chest, and fainted directly. Having worked in various special forces, Karma may never know how terrible the opponent he faced was, the man he had killed even the Lion King, the king of mercenaries who dominated the African savannah.

Nighthawk slowly walked over to Kara and gently kicked him in the face with his tiptoes. Kara drooped his head without making a sound, he had completely fainted.

"I told you to surrender obediently, I am a special soldier who kills special forces. Stupid, you can't even mix up with our Thunder Agents for a day, and I don't know how you've come through all these years. Nighthawk kicked him again with contempt.

He smiled and pulled away several corpses from his chair and sat alone in front of the surveillance screen. After turning off all the alarm equipment, notify the people outside that they can attack.

A few seconds later, there was a loud bang. The door was opened by high-explosive C4 explosives, and the special forces waiting outside the door swarmed in, and the fierce gunfire filled the mansion of Kara for a while, and the owner of this mansion was lying unconsciously at the feet of Nighthawk.

Three minutes later, the door to the alarm room was pushed open. Brun walked in alone, she looked at the fallen Kara, frowned and asked, "Dead?" ”

Nighthawk stood up, smiled and shook his head: "No, it's just dizzy, waiting for you to deal with it." ”

"Thank you." Bren nodded very sincerely.

Nighthawk nodded, he knew that it was Bren's time, so he walked out of the door with a sense of humor, and took it with him.

Nighthawk exhaled deeply, he knew, in the room behind him. Revenge has just begun