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"Who...... Who's where? You...... Are you a human or a ghost? Looking at the empty vision of half a figure, Hercules felt a little creepy.

"Wow ......" may have had enough of the other party, or in response to his question, a light and shadow flashed in the corner near the floor-to-ceiling window, and a man in soft armor, holding a spear in his right hand, and wearing a devil's mask on his face.

A green laser shot out of the ghost's right eyepiece, sweeping across Hercules' bewildered face.

"You're Hercules?" The cold voice did not contain the slightest emotion, like the bloodthirsty demons of hell.

Hercules nodded grimly: "You...... What the hell are you? ”

Ghost didn't reply, took two steps forward, met the fearful gaze of the gang boss, grabbed him by the throat, twisted his body, and walked out as quickly as if he were dragging a dead dog.

Hercules struggled desperately, but all his efforts were in vain, and the stranger's hand was like an iron hoop, clamping his neck tightly, suffocating, but not strangling him.

He weighs more than 200 pounds, but in the hands of Ghost, he is extremely light. Hercules relived the bumper cars of his childhood, meeting around the corner, going downstairs and pestle, and the howl never stopped along the way.

Unfortunately, Ghost is not a gentleman who pities the jade, let alone a kind-hearted civilian, they are a group of ruthless, ruthless, and unstoppable ghost agents who prioritize their tasks and do whatever it takes.

Therefore, the fat man suffered all the way, and when he went to the front hall downstairs, there were more than ten bruises all over his body, especially a pair of fat buttocks covered with fat, and the whole body was swollen. Of course, if there was no bed battle before, no beasts and beauties, and no live love action movie show, he would not have ended up like this.

As he passed the front door, Hercules noticed a dozen strong men lying in the courtyard, all of whom were his bodyguards. From the wounds on their bodies, it can be seen that these people were all cut throats by the other party.

Until he walked out the door, Hercules did not find his captor's accomplices. One person, only one person, unknowingly killed more than a dozen bodyguards. Who the hell is he? Whose men are they? With such equipment and such skills, you can't find a single person in the whole Lector, right?

Ghost grabbed Hercules by the neck and dragged her way, and after a few minutes, she was on the road outside the villa.

Eventually, the guy's footsteps slowed down, and then, Hercules, feeling light, "poof", fell on the dirty pavement.

"The goal has been brought and the mission has been accomplished." Ghost's voice was still so cold, without the slightest emotion.

Tang Fang nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand to signal that he could retreat.

The reason why the ghost agent was left alone this time was actually to learn more about Ghost's abilities. Sure enough, living up to his expectations, in just a few minutes, he silently killed more than 30 people in the entire villa security system, and captured Hercules by the way.

Ghost lives up to the name of an elite agent, and has a high combat talent in infiltration, assassination, espionage, covert infiltration, and sabotage behind enemy lines. It's just that these guys are too ruthless, they don't know mercy, they don't know how to show mercy, and a helpless woman like Miranda doesn't hesitate to shoot her pretty face.

But if you think about it, as a stealthy force that often carries out special missions, it should be like this. The lion fights the rabbit, and they must also show all their strength, for people like them, feelings or anything are purely superfluous.

"You...... Who are you? Before Tang could ask, Hercules spoke first.

As a gangster, you must always be ready to face death, Hercules is old, but the ferocity of the early years is still a little bit left. The four people in front of them were all wearing unknown power armor, and the guy who single-handedly killed his entire security team was their subordinate.

In the face of such forces, he is like a lamb, well, a bare-ass red fruit lamb.

Once upon a time, how many women who tried to resist him were stripped of their clothes, ravaged their bodies so violently, and even scratched their proud pretty faces, or threw them into a cesspool to watch them struggle like maggots with white flowers.

Once upon a time, he stepped on the brains of many bare-chested old men to make them call their grandfather, and even drank his urine, and then took pictures and sent them to their families, parents, and even children. Of course, strong in front of them. Rape their sisters, wives, and even stab their daughters a few years old is also a good choice.

Battery? Shot? What does it compare to these? It's easy to kill someone, but trampling on their dignity and conquering their hearts is the most pleasurable thing.

This is the gangster, the gangster under the umbrella of the government, a real, brutal, cold-blooded, dark being. Believe it or not, the darkness is there, unchanged and never disappeared for thousands of years.

They are well-dressed in front of them, with gold chains and gold watches, and beautiful women IPHONE20. They have short flat-headed hair that looks "spiritual", or big bald heads that can be seen, and they call the officials brothers and sisters, and they have a drinking relationship with the rich.

Yiqiē is so glamorous and colorful, but they have a dark and evil "feeling" that is dark enough to cover the sun and moon and haze the world. This evil hidden under the skin is more ferocious than the demons of hell and more vicious than the ghosts in purgatory.

The demons are coming, the ghosts are in the world, and people can still pick up the sword in their hands and fight with courage, but ...... In the face of gangsters, what to fight? Is it indifference between people?

So, the Hell Demon Realm has never disappeared, it has always been there, settling in the hearts of some people, eating away at this society little by little.

In many cases, the so-called loyalty and righteousness are nothing more than spiritual opium given by the devil. This is the same as the benevolence and love of the gods, except that the devils are smarter, and they have learned to "save the country by curves"!

Hercules has done a good job of using those distorted "loyalty and righteousness" to develop power, achieve self-achievement, and gain a superior life, while also spreading "evil". Make a deal with the devil, who says it will be calculated? Look at him, look at the celebrities, the upper class.

It is always easier to make an equivalent exchange with the devil than to wait for the salvation of the gods. Therefore, Hercules threw himself into the arms of the devil without hesitation. Although he is a true Arab descendant and even has the suffix of his name as a servant of God, he never prays, let alone goes to the so-called Allah. RS