"What's going on here?" The gate opened, but the special forces were all stupid at the gate. They looked into the messy house and didn't know what was going on here.

Nighthawk squeezed past the crowd, and he was equally stunned by the mess that came into his eyes. I saw that the hall of the house was littered with corpses, blood was flowing everywhere, and what was even more terrifying was that the heads of these people were cut off and rolled aside like a leather ball.

"What kind of plane is this? Is the group suicide sect duì? The stab was fiddling with his floppy hat, not understanding what was going on here. Could it be that these people knew that their end was coming, and they cut off their lives first?

However, this method of breaking off was too ruthless, and he cut off his head stiffly, and then threw it aside in a chic manner, and then fell to the sky. Do you think you're a torturer, and you can continue to fight without your head?

"What nonsense, someone here must have arrived one step ahead of us." Nighthawk scanned the room vigilantly, and said coldly, "Everyone be careful, the people who come are very good." The guards here have all been killed without knowing it, and the blood hasn't dried yet, so our friends shouldn't be gone. ”

The special forces began to enter the main building in search formation, just as the intelligence said, there were no less than thirty guards in this room, and it was clear from their clothes that they were different from the guards outside.

The guards who were dressed the same as the soldiers of the United States were all facing the same fate at the moment, their heads were cut off, and they died defenselessly. This method of killing is both cruel and shows that the killer is very professional, and he can kill so many people silently, and all the special forces present don't think they have that ability.

Everyone cautiously and vigilantly advanced in the most standard tactical formation, for fear of encountering the killer demon king alone. According to the method of the killer demon king, it is not difficult to secretly kill someone in the shadows.

Stepping on the viscous blood, they walked forward step by step. After searching the basement and continuing to search each room, they found nothing but dead people.

Only the last room on the second floor remained, in fact, there were only two huge rooms on the entire second floor, which was Xingluo's room.

After dealing with the busy military affairs, he usually comes here in the evening with a few beautiful women. The second floor was forbidden ground, and even his personal guards were not allowed to go up.

So no one knew that Xingluo was resting in that room, but now one of the doors was open, and there was no one inside. The special forces quickly surrounded the other room, and Xingluo must have been inside.

Nighthawk stood in the doorway, winking at Yaksha and the bull. The two nodded at the same time, turned around and took a deep breath, the explosive power of the whole body was concentrated on the legs, and suddenly the whole body accelerated, and kicked the heavy door open with a bang.

The special forces rolled into the house, occupying every corner as fast as they could. The gun was pointed at several people in the front at the same time, but after seeing clearly the moment in this house, the special forces were confused again.

Xingluo sat on a couch, and at his feet were several half-naked women, all of whom were already lying in a pool of blood, and Xingluo's eyes widened in horror. The whole body trembled non-stop, and the white lips were a little scary.

A woman was sitting beside Xingluo with a knife in her hand, but the sharp tip of the knife was against Xingluo's fat and short neck. The blood on the blade was crystal clear, like some kind of rare gem.

Behind them, two men stood. One of them was very tall, thin, and had a very gloomy face. The other man was burly and muscular, but he was smiling, and he didn't seem to have the slightest fear of the special forces who suddenly broke in.

"Is that you?" Nighthawk recognized the tall and lanky man at a glance, in the steppe, in the legendary tomb of the Great Khan. It was this man who almost blew them all down that ground, and Nighthawk would never forget this man.

"It's a great honor for Mr. Nighthawk to remember me." The leader nodded slightly, he had always been like this. No matter what danger or any terrible person he faced, he was fearless.

"It's hard not to remember you, you're too impressive." Nighthawk snorted coldly: "Since you are here, then this one sitting must be your immediate boss, Miss Brunn?" ”

The woman with the sharp knife was Bren, who and her leader escaped from the sea with great difficulty, and managed to escape from the sea with great difficulty under the blockade of the Goryeo navy.

From the day she set foot on land, she was going to start her own path of revenge. Twisted back to the country of T, her heart is full of the flame of revenge, and it can be said that the only belief that can keep her alive is revenge.

Bren nodded towards Nighthawk with a smile and said in a charming manner: "Mr. Nighthawk, we are also old acquaintances, and it is a pity that we have only met until now." You're as handsome as I thought. ”

Nighthawk smiled coldly, he knew what kind of character this Buren was. When he was in the grassland, he was a fierce enemy, ruthless, no different from a poisonous scorpion.

He had also heard of Bren's methods, and was known as the female devil in the country of T, and anyone who provoked her, no matter who it was, would not end well in the end.

But this woman suddenly appeared in Xingluo's General's Mansion, and looking at their appearance, it was obvious that she was here to trouble Xingluo. But isn't this woman Carson's daughter? How could she come to kill her father's beloved general?

All kinds of questions hit him, he couldn't figure out what this woman was trying to do, could it be that Xingluo offended this female demon, so the female demon came to trouble him?

But one thing is for sure, just hold a gun and point it at the head of the female devil. Any mercy for the enemy may be the greatest cruelty to oneself.

"Why are you here?" Nighthawk asked the question coldly.

"Come and kill someone!" Bren Biaoxiàn's qiē should be like this: "Didn't Mr. Nighthawk see a room full of dead people?" It's all my handiwork, and I didn't ask anyone for help! ”

She raised the knife in her hand and smiled very proudly. But Nighthawk's brows furrowed even tighter, this woman didn't hide that she was here to kill, could it be that Carson was really tired of his own subordinate?

"Miss Brun, Miss Brun. I'm loyal to General Carson, and I've always admired you, can't you kill me........." Xingluo trembled and begged for mercy, he trembled, obviously very afraid of the female devil Bren.

Bren chuckled and looked at Xingluo, but Xingluo couldn't help but tremble. He knew very well what Buren was, and looking at her smile was even more terrifying than looking at the devil.

"Yes, because you are so loyal to my father, I must kill you. Because the next person I will kill is him. Suddenly, the sharp knife cut off Xingluo's head defenselessly, and blood spurted out of Xingluo's neck.

Bren stepped aside as fast as he could, and the blood didn't spill on her. When she did this, she kept smiling until she saw Xingluo's body fall to the ground, and her smile slowly retracted.

Nighthawk was dumbfounded, although his purpose was also to kill Xingluo, but he was still a little uncomfortable to see a person die so tragically in front of him. Directly cut off other people's heads, I'm afraid this method is only done by Bren, a female devil.

"Mr. Nighthawk, did you say we could be friends?" Just when everyone was cold, Bren suddenly said with a smile.

Nighthawk was stunned and looked up at Bren. This woman was full of smiles, and even there was deep sincerity in her eyes, and it was really impossible to see what she was thinking. Do you really want to be friends with yourself?

But just now, she saw that she killed Carson's henchman and favorite general without any scruples, and said that she would kill Carson next. Nighthawk's mind is a little confused, this woman can't be schizophrenic, right? Going to kill your own daddy?

"Do you think it's possible for us to be friends?" Nighthawk asked rhetorically.

"In the words of you Chinese people, the enemy of your enemy is your friend. It seems that now we have the same goal, we are both going to kill Carson, and I think I am your unselectable friend in T country. Bren nodded very confidently.

"You're going to kill Carson?" Nighthawk sneered: "Give me a reason to believe you, you can't believe the words of the poisonous snake, otherwise you won't know what's going on when you are bitten." You'd better give me a good reason, or you won't be able to leave today. ”

"The reason is simple." Brun said unusually indifferently: "Because that beast killed my mother and brother, I helped him entirely because I have his blood in my blood. In the battle of Fusang, he knew that he wanted me to die. My kindness to him has been repaid, and now, I want to take revenge. ”

Nighthawk still didn't quite believe the woman, and looked Bren up and down, but there was no flaw in her eyes.

Bren is the head snake of the T country, and the power she can mobilize is unimaginable. With Bren's help, the chances of taking out Carson are even greater. Nighthawk was nervously thinking about whether to trust Bren or not, if they were gullible, they would probably be wiped out in the country of T.

Bren suddenly laughed, "Don't worry, Mr. Nighthawk, we're just working together." When this is over, you walk your sunshine path, and I cross my single-plank bridge. As for whether it is murder and arson, or drug trafficking and drug trafficking, I will not get along with Huaxia, even if this is my Bren's guarantee, and I never lie to people. ”

Bren stared at Nighthawk's eyes, the woman was wrapped in a mysterious aura and had a strong sense of revenge. Nighthawk could feel it, and the sense of revenge she exuded was not pretended.

Once upon a time, when the closest comrades-in-arms died, Nighthawk himself was wrapped in this murderous aura.

"Okay, your words had better be true, and I'll keep an eye on you. If there is even the slightest sign of danger to the lives of my teammates, I swear that I will kill you. Nighthawk's hand and Bren clasped together, and a new alliance was formed.