Huang Lingling's mournful cry made Fang Zhixin dispel his last concerns. He had to rescue Huang Lingling, and he had to send an arrow on the string. Of course, he knew the danger of the situation and knew the weight of a few pounds and taels. Trying to rescue Huang Lingling from the hands of the "predator" is tantamount to pulling teeth from the mouth of a tiger, and it is tantamount to an egg hitting a stone. Even so, he had to go, and he didn't have any reason not to rescue Huang Lingling. He is not without a chance of winning, because he has Ren Fei's full help.

The ancients slashed and killed the sacrificial flags when they fought, and Fang Zhixin chose to pray. He prayed for himself, for Huang Lingling, for Ren Fei, for Qiu Hu, and for Chen Long. Originally from China and a new American citizen, he prayed to Jehovah, the supreme and holy Jehovah in the West, the Jade Emperor in the East, and Lord Shakyamuni Buddha, who had seen everything in Vulture Mountain.

In Fang Zhixin's pious and silent prayers, Ren Fei led everyone to set off in the vast night. Ninety minutes later, the van stopped on a peninsula surrounded by water on three sides.

"Brother Ren, this is the Canglang Island that the kidnappers said?"

Ren Fei's face was grim, his voice was low, and he said, "Canglang Island is the base camp of the 'Predator', and it is extremely well defended. There is only one passage into the island, and the entrance is guarded by guards with loaded guns and ammunition, so you can only take it by trick and not attack it. We must act covertly, strike quickly, and be ruthless, and do not give our opponents any respite. Of course, we don't have to be too nervous. Although the 'Predator' nest is outnumbered, it is not invulnerable. Their main defensive targets are the police, and they have planted a lot of eyeliner inside the police, and once they attack, they will act quickly, and they are as fierce as lions and tigers. In normal times, except for a few patrols on duty, most of them soak in wine shops and casinos to have fun, and their combat effectiveness is greatly reduced. ”

"However," Fang Zhixin was still worried, "They asked us to pay the ransom, we must be ready, do we still have a chance?" ”

Ren Fei looked at Fang Zhixin and said in an unquestionable tone: "The 'predators' will not take the kidnapping of a Chinese girl to heart, nor will they take a million dollars to heart; as long as the police do not intervene, they will treat the exchange of hostages as a game and do not need to take any precautions." ”

Fang Zhixin listened, his heart was still tight. He looked around, and in addition to the white water, there were black and lush trees. The sea rolled and crashed against the rocks on the shore, making a thrilling rumbling sound; The trees swayed and whimpered, fighting in a tight evening breeze, like countless men in black charging into battle, fighting to the death with hordes of devils.

Two black shadows flashed in front of them, standing straight in the middle of the road. Fang Zhixin's heart trembled, and when he looked left and right, Ren Fei and Qiu Hu and Chen Long were gone. Fang Zhixin was shocked - he became a loner again at a critical moment! He remembered the terrible encounter he had had had at Lake Ontario a few days ago, and the encounter in front of him was even more terrible and dangerous!

"Brother Ren......" Fang Zhixin opened his mouth to shout, but he couldn't shout, and his legs fell to the ground.

"Who?!" A tall, bearded man in black asked sharply.

"Ransom...... Ransom...... Here is the ransom that comes. Fang Zhixin stared at a pair of dead fish-like eyes, staring at the man in black in a daze.

"Ransom? What ransom? Another stout man in black kicked over and kicked Fang Zhixin in the chest.

"That's it...... It is...... Wasn't Huang Lingling kidnapped by you, I'll pay the ransom......"

"Where's the ransom?"

"Here!"

The two black-clothed men were taken aback when they heard the sound of talking behind them, and when they turned to look, they felt a cold neck, and a hot liquid gushed out. At this moment of lightning and thunder, the two of them were hit at the same time, and their throats were cut at the same time, and they fell down at the same time. It was Qiu Hu and Chen Long who did it.

In the blink of an eye, two fierce men in black fell, their mouths emitting a piercing, muffled grunt. This bloody scene, Fang Zhixin was dizzy when he watched it, and goosebumps stood all over his body.

Forty-six-year-old Fang Zhixin has never seen anyone kill in his life. Not only have I never seen a killing, but I have never seen a pig or a sheep or a cow. He felt a tumbling of the river in his chest, and opened his mouth to vomit "wow". In a trance, a large hand pulled him up and handed him a bottle of mineral water. He took the mineral water blankly, and saw that the person was Long Chen, and not far from Long Chen was Qiu Hu, as if nothing had happened.

"Where's Brother Ren?" There was no Ren Fei in front of him, Fang Zhixin's heart was empty; There was no Huang Lingling in front of him, and Fang Zhixin felt more and more that something was wrong. Isn't it an exchange of hostages? Why don't you see Huang Lingling?

In confusion, Fang Zhixin suddenly saw the figure Huo Huo in the bushes on the side of the road, sometimes interspersed, sometimes jumping, like a ghost, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and shouted, "Someone is here again!" ”

Two people floated out of the bushes, one was Ren Fei, and the other was a bald man dressed in black. When Fang Zhixin looked closely, he found that one of the bald man's arms was drooping, as if he had dislocated, although his legs and feet were flexible, he had no resistance at all.

"Brother Ren, why don't you see Huang Lingling?" Fang Zhixin didn't care about the bald man, his eyes stared at Ren Fei, his words were full of anticipation and uneasiness.

"They are not here to exchange hostages, Huang Lingling is naturally not here."

Fang Zhixin was stunned for a moment, and pointed to the two black-clothed men who fell in a pool of blood, "Who are they?" ”

"It's the 'predator'' sentry and the killer." Ren Fei lowered his voice and said, "There is a checkpoint five hundred meters ahead, which is well defended and equipped with heavy weapons. Now let's let this man lead the way, and quickly plug in. When we enter the level, we can pretend to be their swimming sentry, and if we can get through, we will have a chance of winning; If he is seen to have any flaws, he will take decisive action and take him by surprise! ”

Qiu Hu and Chen Long said in unison: "Understood! ”

Ren Feiliang pointed the dagger in his hand, pointed at the chest of the bald man with one arm hanging down, and asked, "Do you want to live?" ”

The bald man's face changed, and he nodded again and again, "Yes!" Think! ”

"If you want to live, listen to my command honestly, don't play tricks when you pass the level, and don't expect others to save you. Your life is in my hands, you know? ”

"Understood! Got it! ”

The bald man is a small leader of the "Predator", named Andrew, who is not very tall, but he acts boldly and schemingly, and he is very well won by David. William's weight. Today he was on duty, and after dinner, he took Jetton and Joseph to the perimeter to make rounds. As he walked, he suddenly felt unbearable pain in his abdomen, and said to the two, "My stomach is cold, you two go first, and it will be convenient for me to go." So saying, he went into a bush by the side of the road. The wind was blowing harder and tighter, and Andrew squatted on the ground for a long time, squatting so that his legs and feet were numb. He lifted his pants and cursed, "Damn! It's too evil tonight! He looked forward, and there were no more Jeton and Joseph. He shouted Jayton, but there was no response; He called out Joseph again, but there was still no response.

"Fuck, go fast!" He stopped shouting and strode forward in pursuit.

Andrew was walking, and a slender figure floated ghostly. Andrew was startled, thinking that Jetton and Joseph were deliberately scaring him, and just as he spat out the swear words, he realized that it was neither Jetton nor Joseph who stopped in front of him, but a stranger. Andrew was taken aback, and his right hand subconsciously grabbed the PM9 pistol inserted in his waist.

The stranger smiled serenely. He was about forty years old, with a slender build, a beard, and an Asian in appearance and dress.

"Who are you? How to break into Canglang Island at night? Andrew raised his MP9 pistol and looked up and down at the geist who seemed to have escaped from hell.