No, John couldn't be hungry, Connor frowned, feeling strange, he had eaten a lot of twisted candy on the way, and there were still a lot of candy wrappers scattered on the passenger side that had not been cleaned.

How can a person who has just eaten a lot of candy go for an energy bar again?

His gaze swept suspiciously towards Donald, his hands behind his back, as if he was hiding something? There's something we can't discover.

The two looked at each other, the air was hot, the atmosphere was scorched, and they fell into an eerie silence, and the two sides confronted each other quietly, quite a bit of a touch-and-go taste.

"Joe, Kent, you guys get the player out of the car, put them in our car, and everyone retreats together." Donald smiled innocently, and his appearance was so sincere that it was hard to be suspicious.

Something is not right, when did Donald become a good man, and the weasel gave the chicken a New Year's greeting - not well-intentioned.

The summer is hot, the wind blows, the leaves rustle, and the strong wind takes away not only the heat, but also the sweet smell of blood.

Kent's nose was broken, Joe wasn't, and he knew it was the smell of blood.

John is dead! Killed by Donald and them, the corpse was in front of them, and the smell of blood was carried by the wind, blowing to the downwind of several people.

The moment his nose sniffed the smell of blood, Donald's face changed drastically, damn it! People are not as good as heaven, and the blowing of the wind disrupted his whole plan!

"No, Kent, retract your head, they're going to kill us!" Joe yelled that things were wrong from the beginning, John hadn't come back for a long time, and the smell of blood had just come again.

All the evidence confirms John's death, and when he realizes that the matter is revealed, Donald no longer hides it.

There was an immediate shot, the bullet grazed Kent's hair, the hair that had been wiped by the high heat, emitting a foul smell, if it wasn't for Joe's timely pull, the bullet almost hit the center of the eyebrows.

"Damn! God, you are crazy. Kent yelled angrily, and as a trained agent, he reacted quickly and accurately, pulled the car door for cover, jumped out of the car, and returned fire with a pistol from under the seat of the car.

The complete process is done in one go.

Without thinking so much, Joe kicked open the car door, rolled out with pain, and took advantage of the trees to shoot the gun, and the projectile flew at the speed of sound, hitting Donald in the shoulder.

Exploded a dazzling blood flower, full of thrilling beauty.

"Damn, damn, damn !!!" Donald fired in a rage, and the bullets flew sideways, several of which grazed the edges of Joe's body, nearly hitting him.

"Donald, calm down, don't waste bullets!" Connor yelled, secretly belittling to himself how he could have such a pig teammate, it was a career misfortune.

Suppressing the pain, Donald's eyes were split, and the good plan he had carried out was actually disrupted by a gust of wind, which made him not angry.

The vicious dog he raised now dares to show his fangs at himself, and he must be punished.

Taking advantage of his authority, Donald gritted his teeth and began to send messages, and all the spies who received the information were shocked and couldn't believe what they had seen.

"Joe and Kent betrayed their country, killed their teammates for their merits, and even murdered their superiors, and all the personnel immediately rushed to the K3 area to support and eliminate the traitors!"

After receiving the news that their superiors had been attacked, many spies stepped on the accelerator to the end, wanting to go to support as soon as possible, and those who did what they did hated most were not enemies, but traitors.

"Surrender, traitors, throw away your guns and walk out with your head in your hands, America will forgive you for your crimes, and your family will not be harmed, I Donald pledge with honor."

Donald's cry was not answered, and when Kent heard it, he was furious and wanted to tear the old dog to pieces.

"F**K your ******, Satan's credit is more credible than your Donald, don't waste your tongue, you have the courage to come here, the player is in the car!" Kent roared angrily.

He had long heard that Donald had a despicable character, but he never dreamed that he would be so despicable and shameless that he would be able to kill his compatriots for a meritorious service.

In their eyes, human life is no better than money! Life is cheaper than grass, people are thinner than paper, and for the sake of profit, people's hearts can rot to this extent.

For a while, the two sides fell into a state of confrontation, Joe and Kent could not fight, limited ammunition, wounded, and the situation was extremely bad.

As a wounded, to be able to hold the formation and not be broken through by the enemy is already doing his best, not to mention killing the two scumbags on the opposite side, it is really powerless.

Donald is in no hurry to attack, he just has to wait, and once the personnel are ready, he can take out the two traitors without much effort and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

The longer it drags on, the better it will be for you.

"Joe, we can't delay any longer, we've been treated as traitors, Donald has the upper hand, and once the others arrive, we'll end up dead." Kent said anxiously.

Nothing can turn things around, and the two of them are afraid that they will really die here, with John as their company.

"I know, but, alas, ......"

After sighing, Joe found himself so sorry that he had fallen into this troubled water, and if it weren't for the player, it might not have happened.

John would not have died because of this.

Gamer! As long as you can control the player, there is still a chance to kill the player as a bargaining chip.

If you continue to sit still, there is only one way to die, and it is better to break the net with Donald!

In the air not far away, Gao Wei touched his hair, and the cruel smile on the corner of his mouth reflected a blade-like coldness.

Leah didn't know what the man was laughing at, but she knew that it was probably not a good thing, and that nervous smile made her feel creepy.

looked at Gao Wei in trepidation, his mouth was like a frozen ice cube, opened and closed a few times, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

"The real monster is coming, and these greedy people, who have no idea what horrors they are about to face, are flocking to hunt their kind.

Now, their king has come, and he has come with death and fear, and all human beings who have committed crimes will be torn apart by it and face death itself! ”

High Danger lowered his body, and on the Green Goblin's skateboard was Leah, who was terrified of him.

They flew into the depths of the K3 area without any stops, with a clear objective.

And all the vehicles speeding along the way are heading towards their final death without knowing it.

……

"Poof."

A sharp sound sounded, and a supersonic bullet pierced his shoulder blades from behind, driving him to crash into the tree, and before he could dodge.

The second bullet was embedded in the right rib and tore off a large piece of flesh, which was only a stone's throw away from the liver, and if it was a little more than that, he would surely die.

Kent threw Joe to the ground at the risk of death, his eyes searched everywhere, and the mirror flash of the sniper rifle a hundred meters away was so dazzling.

Out of the range of the pistol, Kent couldn't think of a second way except to lie on the ground, and under the suppression of the fire of the sniper rifle, any resistance seemed futile.

The two of them are now fish on the chopping board, and they can only be slaughtered.

Joe's face was pale, and he bit his lip involuntarily, his blood-colored red lips were bright red, and his hands trembled slightly, becoming cold, and his ribs were painful for a while, bringing his consciousness into the distance.

Faintly feeling the teeth gurgling, cold sweat uncontrollably bursting out layer by layer, Joe nervously clenched the gun in his hand, and the cold light of steel flickered.

struggled to raise the gun and shoot two or three bullets, but the landing point was due to recoil, and I don't know where it deviated.

After all, their plan was a step too late, and it was Donald's lackeys who arrived first.

"As long as you can get into the car, control the player, just get to that place!" Joe's consciousness was wailing, and his body was squirming the ground.

The blood in the ribs is constantly expanding in the ground.

"Kent, Kent, Kent......" called the names of his teammates, he struggled, death seemed to devour him, and in front of him, there was endless darkness.

Joe's consciousness drifted into the distance.

Lawton took off his blindfold, and his precise sniping hit Joe's side, if nothing else, Joe was no longer a threat at this moment, and it was only a matter of time before he completely suppressed the two traitors.

"Hmph, traitor!" Spat disdainfully, Lawton felt something watching behind him, and that gaze could not be called full of malice.

Looking back, there was nothing in sight, except for the green grass and trees.

"I guess I'm too sensitive." Dispelling his doubts, Lawton turned around and packed up his sniper rifle and smuggled this guy to the territory of the flower planter, but it was not easy.

After dismantling, it must be disposed of properly, and he stroked the body of the gun as if he was stroking his lover's body, and his expression was so intoxicated.

His heart fluttered inexplicably, his heart pounded in an instant, and the time and space around him seemed to stand still, twisting the hand of the silenced part, moving at a slow and ridiculous speed.

It's like a slow-motion shot in a movie, he turned his head, the slightest chill on his neck, and he felt that the neck of life was covered by something, was it a thread? He didn't know.

Because the silk thread has been constantly tightening, the hypoxic body is almost suffocating, and it is as if there is no oxygen around it. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced back.

The characteristic sound of the silenced part being removed from the muzzle of the gun fell into the ear.

Ordinary Lawton must have been happy to hear this, after all, he loved guns so much, but at this time, the voice was like a whisper of Satan.

Yes, it's like the devil harvesting your soul, making a soul-inducing sound, so good, but also so chilling.

He saw that the shadow behind him had covered his body, and some kind of monster was standing behind him, and there was a faint gasp in his ears, and the exhaled breath stirred the hairs of his sweat, and his soul was about to be frozen.

The silk threads silently clinged to Lawton's whole body, burrowing into the skin, reaching the inside, these crimson silk threads, filling his body, taking root, assimilating all the blood in his body.