The villa group in Bihuayuan Community, the villa where Yang Yonghui and his parents once lived, is now the temporary residence of Mr. Ma and his party.

It's late at night.

The lights in the halls and rooms of the villa were all extinguished, leaving only the small orange lamps in the small garden outside, and the street lamps outside, still unyieldingly emitting their own light, illuminating small areas and driving away the ubiquitous darkness.

However, the darkness is always trying to encroach on the light.

Sou~

A gentle breeze blew, causing the branches and leaves of the trees to sway from side to side.

A head popped out of a corner where the light couldn't reach, and scanned the surroundings warily.

He didn't have anything to gain.

With a little doubt, the guard brought by the old man shook his head slightly, as if he was dissatisfied with his overreaction, and was about to retract to his hiding place and continue to monitor.

Boom~

There was a barely audible sound, and the guards didn't realize what was happening, and their eyes were black, and they were carried to the ground, unconscious.

Where he had been hiding, a tall figure slowly walked out of the shadows.

As if he didn't care about whether he would be discovered, the tall figure walked straight all the way, and the target was the gate of the villa.

At the same time, the three figures, who were also obviously one yard taller than the average height of the Chinese, swaggered out of a few inconspicuous corners, just like the previous tall figures.

"You guys, you're too slow. ”

The first figure paused slightly, and looked back to speak.

He spoke not Chinese Chinese, but E.

At this time, the four figures had already stepped out of the dark area and stood where the light could shine.

It's all blond and blue-eyed crooked nuts.

"You're in the best position over there, just a little bit faster than us. ”

One of the three in the back pouted.

The other followed: "Actually, wouldn't it be nice to go over hard, who dares to jump out and slap it to death, it's more troublesome." ”

The last man with a scar on his face looked like the leader, walking steadily.

"It's not our territory, so it's always a good idea to be careful. It's just a little more effort anyway, and it's not that difficult, is it?"

If the strength of the two sides is not much different and they are evenly matched, it is naturally quite difficult and even risky to hurt the enemy without killing the enemy.

But as far as these elite warriors of the category of "ordinary people" hidden in the shadows of the villa are completely incomparable to the four foreigners, then it is not difficult to subdue them.

"You are the person in charge of this operation, you have the final say. ”

The first tall, crooked nut shrugged his shoulders and said he had no opinion.

Including the scar-faced man in the lead, everyone talked and chatted casually, but in fact, their minds were extremely relaxed, and they didn't take this mission seriously.

Actually, they are not wrong about this idea.

Because they are "general-level" genetically modified people, they are the embodiment of the most cutting-edge biochemical technology in country M!

If you apply the evaluation criteria of the Huaguo martial arts world, the "general level" is equivalent to the martial arts master of the prefecture-level realm, which is the strength of many second-rate or even first-class sect heads and elders.

Using four prefecture-level powerhouses to deal with ordinary people is like fighting mosquitoes with anti-aircraft guns, which is absolutely overkill.

If it weren't for the fear of some possible changes, one would be sure to complete the task.

"Let's go. ”

The scar-faced man walked past him and walked to the front to the door.

He paused slightly, as if to think about whether to force a violent break down or use some other lighter way.

It's just that the genetic medicine of country M only gives them strong strength, but it does not come with life skills such as unlocking.

Without long hesitation, the scar-faced man made his decision.

Make a sound, make a sound, as long as you move quickly, you will be kidnapped, and I am afraid that the Chinese side has not reacted yet.

"Need help?"

An abrupt voice suddenly sounded in the darkness.

The voice is neutral and peaceful, but at this moment, no matter how you listen to it, it makes people feel creepy.

However, the four crooked nuts are not ordinary people, and of course they will not be simply frightened.

"Who are you?"

The four of them turned around together and looked behind them with a wary expression.

Being able to sneak a short distance behind them without them noticing speaks a lot about that.

Yang Yonghui Shi Ran walked over, his expression was extremely relaxed, as if he had seen an old friend, he walked through the four tense "general" level transformers and came to the gate.

The four reformers frowned, and did not make a rash move, but watched him take out the key, click into the lock hole, and open the locked door with a snap.

"Now, you should know who I am, right?"

Yang Yonghui half-turned around and said calmly to the four people in Chinese Chinese.

Damn it!

The scar-faced man cursed in his heart, and he had already had the idea of retreating.

With absolute strength, he had to be careful to sneak into the villa, intending to kidnap people, just for fear of provoking this terrible young man.

In the information of the upper echelons of country M, there is a detailed introduction to this young man named Yang Yonghui.

Among them, there is a key sentence: once a person fought against a prefecture-level high-level and a ground-level middle-level martial artist to attack together, and did not fall behind. It is suspected that it has touched the threshold of the heaven-level realm!

The scar-faced man himself is equivalent to the strength of a ground-level mid-level martial artist in the Huaguo Martial Arts Realm, and the other three are even lower, only at the ground-level beginner level.

Although the number is superior, in the face of the unfathomable strength of Yang Yonghui, he has no bottom in his heart.

In particular, this is the country of China, the home of the enemy, and they do not have the slightest support.

"Withdraw!"

The scar-faced man didn't dwell on it for long, and quickly gave the order to retreat.

As he spoke, he suddenly exerted force under his feet, slamming a pit in the hard floor, and the whole person ejected backwards.

Yang Yonghui shook his head and said unhurriedly: "Since you're here, don't think about going back." ”

The words fell into the ears of the retreating scar-faced man, like a heavy hammer, striking vigorously on his heart, making his heart tremble, and his whole body strength was scattered and uncontrollable.

Syllable!

The scar-faced man could no longer maintain his balance, fell from the air, and was carried by inertia to the ground and rolled for a distance of three or four meters before finally hitting a large decorative rock on the side of the road and stopped.

Wow~

The scar-faced man opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The color is no different from ordinary people, it is all bright red color.

Yang Yonghui saw it in his eyes, and his heart sank. It seems that the genetic modification technology of the dark path M country has made some kind of breakthrough.

(End of chapter)