The abandoned factory in the west of the city is remote and sparsely populated, surrounded by mostly chaotic trees, and Song Jin drives on a mountain road surrounded by mountains, lined with lush dense forests.

The night faded away, and under the slightly white sky, a few camouflage shadows flashed faintly among the green branches and leaves.

This familiar scene was engraved in her eyes, and as soon as the young man's words fell, Song Jin rushed over and pressed Lin Qiangrose's body down, "Squat!" ”

The next second.

With a loud bang, a bullet neatly pierced the glass in front of Lin Rose and hit the passenger seat, forming an arc-shaped circle.

There was a smiling English pronunciation on the phone, and I don't know who I was saying to whom:

"Sorry, dear, I missed it for a while, I'll pay attention next time."

The undriven rapid body gradually got out of control, and the tires made a sharp friction sound against the rough ground, Song Jin quickly pursed his lips and got up, knowing that Qi Jue was serious this time.

[It's the people of the International Devil's Training Camp, at least six.] 】

Song Jin: "I'm special, is Qi Jue going to learn martial arts or to collect his younger brother?" ”

[He was able to mobilize so many people at one time, which is enough to prove that his status in the Ofre special forces at that time was definitely not low, at least the kind that gave orders. 】

From the International Devil's Training Camp, the name behind it alone is enough to make various consortia and countries around the world compete for it.

Therefore, most of the people who can come out alive are arrogant, and some of them will build their own organizations, or choose to join the international mercenary group, ensuring that they have absolute autonomy and freedom, and will never be subservient to others, nor will they be easily called by others.

The devil's training camp with a very high mortality rate, there are very few people in the world who enter it every year, and there are only a handful of people who come out, he can call six people at once, it's really... Damn.

As for the reason why Qi Jue is so excited...

Probably to let Lin Rose die with extreme fear, a good hunter will never easily catch the prey, and will only slowly enjoy the extreme pleasure brought by the other party's fear.

Song Jin once became an excellent hunter, and he was already familiar with the psychological trade-offs.

That person naturally didn't miss for a while, but did it on purpose, just Lin Qiangrose was now frightened and shrunk into a ball, her face was pale and her whole body trembled violently, and she looked pitiful that she wanted to faint but couldn't faint, obviously, their goal had been achieved.

If she wants to scare people with a gun, she believes that no one will be more accurate than the marksmanship of the people from the devil's training camp, but in this way, Song Jin also understands that Qi Jue really has no intention of killing her.

But they were in the middle, and their men were outflanked on both sides, and they were all caught in an urn.

"Brother, pay attention to safety," Qi Jue chuckled meaninglessly on the other side, staring down in dark eyes, and his tone sounded emotionless, "If my brother has to protect her next time, I can't guarantee that the bullet will pass through her head." ”

When the bullet hits the hands and feet, and the body, there is still little hope of survival, but if it is hit on the head, the possibility of survival is almost none.

The space is so small, even if there is no outside, even Lin Qiangrose can hear it clearly, she wants to ask what is the matter with the awkwardness between them, but she is too scared to say anything, tears flowing.

Another bullet pierced through the glass in front of him, and countless cracks began to spread from the crack, like a spider's web.

Song Jin stepped on the accelerator and drove rapidly on the highway, she didn't know Qi Jue's location, and she didn't know how many of his people were on the mountains on both sides, so she could only throw it away desperately.

At the same time, he took his mobile phone and maintained his composure, "Ah Jue, killing people is a crime, you won't be unclear." ”

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In the evening, it may not be at eight o'clock.