The breathing of the two gradually became rapid, and suddenly, Carlos kicked Ling Zhengren and stunned him.

"Get her out!"

Stretching out his finger at Ling Shuangyue, Carlos commanded.

Rost hurriedly went up and pulled Ling Shuangyue out of the room.

Carlos then ran out of the room, slamming the shattered door shut.

He didn't even dare to look at Ah Sin again.

"That person, it's terrible, it's terrible!"

Rost's face was still pale.

"Carlos, what should we do now?"

From his tone, Carlos heard a tone of retreat.

In fact, Carlos also had the intention of backing down.

When his two companions were killed, he was indeed extremely angry, and he wanted to kill Ah Sin first, and then kill Zhao Junhao.

But now......

He was really scared by Ah Sin.

He thinks that to be able to have such a terrible subordinate, what a great person Zhao Junhao should be?

If the four of them deal with Zhao Junhao together at their peak, they may still have a chance to succeed.

But now that only he and Rost were left, he thought the chances of success were slim.

But......

Not to mention that his companion died here, if he didn't kill Zhao Junhao, he wouldn't be able to get the benefits promised by Hongmen.

That's the result of both people and money.

Carlos couldn't accept the result.

He was hesitating what to do when a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Coward!"

"Who!?"

Carlos and Rost were really scared.

At such a time, someone approached them silently.

If the other party doesn't say anything and shoots directly, wouldn't it be ......

Now he is dead.

When the two turned around, there was already a cold sweat behind their backs.

In their field of vision, a man of short stature stood there.

The man was wrapped in a black nightcoat, revealing only one pair of eyes.

Sharp, cold, and bloodthirsty.

At his waist, a katana hangs from his waist.

The katana was very long, and it didn't match his short stature.

But this picture looks creepy.

"Black Mamba!?"

Carlos saw a pair of viper fangs on the hilt of his katana and called out the name in alarm.

"Zhao Junhao's life is mine."

"Don't want to die, put people down, get out!"

The Black Mamba's voice, cold and indifferent, was filled with an unmistakable taste.

Carloston was furious.

As an internationally famous killer, it was the first time he had been so despised.

Rost reached for the gun, but Carlos stopped him.

"Okay, the person is yours, Zhao Junhao is also yours, let's go."

Carlos said, and with Rost, he walked outside.

After taking a few steps, he jerked his head back.

The muzzle of the gun was already aimed at the black mamba, and the trigger was pulled one after another.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

Listening to a series of metal crashing sounds, no one could see when the black mamba drew the knife, and no one saw how his knife cut the bullet.

When he stopped, the knife was already in its sheath, and the bullets on the ground were already divided into two parts.

Carlos and Rost were both stunned.

Extremely frightened, the two of them barely hesitated, and fled outside with the strength of the milk.

"Huh!"

A dark shadow flashed like a ghost, and returned to its original place.

At an incredible speed, the Black Mamba completed a series of actions such as taking out the knife, killing people, and closing the knife.

When the Black Mamba walked towards Ling Shuangyue, a blood line appeared on the necks of Carlos and Rost, and then, the heads of the two fell directly to the ground.

Ling Shuangyue was completely stunned.

Seeing the Black Mamba approaching, her mind went blank and she forgot to breathe.

She just watched as Black Mamba took out a mobile phone, pressed it a few times, and handed it to her.

Soon, Zhao Junhao's voice came from the earpiece.

"Wife, what's wrong?"

Ling Shuangyue responded as if she had just woken up from a dream.

"Huh? Husband? ”

The call had already been taken by the Black Mamba.

"I'll be waiting for you at your house."

The call came to an abrupt end.