Signal ......

The lightning-like reflex of conditioning dealt with the two, and Liu Ying, who was not fully awake, had time to look at his hands suspiciously, half stupid and half stupid, and suddenly, his body lost the traction of inexplicable strength and fell to the ground, "Woo~" A sturdy ass fell backwards to the sand and fell to the goose, and Liu Ying was completely blinded.

"Damn, what are you doing?" Liu Ying, who was not facing the mess in his body for the first time, muttered helplessly: "Wow playing games?

If you don't understand it, throw it aside in advance, and the most important thing at the moment is that the patrol post has been alarmed. Liu Ying got up and took out the drug and covered the noses of the two of them. Feeling the two of them breathe heavier, they quickly changed into the uniform of one of the security guards, took out the Boletta, steel needle, grenade and thermal imager from their backpack and inserted them into their clothes, turned over the bridge and pressed the brim of their hats, and calmly walked towards the housing area downstream of the stream.

At 4:34, Liu Ying estimated the time of his blurred state, about 1 and a half minutes to two minutes, and smiled bitterly: "10 seconds of superman, 100 seconds of waste, this superpower of the "seventh sense" is really useless." ”

"Seventh sense" is a noun in an ancient animation comic that Liu Ying read when he was a child, and those sporadic comic books are one of the rare pleasures of his childhood.

Along the stream through a bend, the eyes lit up, in the ghostly light to explore the trees, sparkling, although it is the middle of the night, but in the mist of the Feige Willow Bridge, the blue tile blue wall, Yaotai Langyuan-like Penglai Wonderland still suddenly shook the willow shadow trembling.

Only then do children from poor families know what aristocracy is, hehe, how do you say it? Do you imagine that rich people are happy? No! You can't imagine the happiness of rich people!

"The fragrance shakes off the solitary beauty, occupies the style to the small garden, the shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon. ”

The words that suddenly broke into his mind startled Liu Ying, and he quickly shook his head, he had been in a pile with the old ghost for a long time during this time, and he was polluted.

The road winds and turns, and each villa is completely separated by the landscape, independent and quiet, and Liu Ying recalls the map in his head, and quickly and stealthily shuttles through it to search.

Years of scout career made Liu Ying easy and comfortable to face the reconnaissance of this environment, humming a little song silently, and walking through the exquisite landscape houses from time to time.

Silent when secret, natural and casual when appearing, sometimes perfunctory flashlight to illuminate the bushes, sometimes hiding in the dark and lazy, sometimes quietly playing fighting games on mobile phones. In the eyes of the security personnel of the various VIPs who were hidden or on duty, this stunned little security guard was obviously a rookie.

"Lao Zheng, go and see that rookie, why are you squatting on the fence in our backyard?"

"What do you care about him? Hide and be lazy, just complain tomorrow. ”

"Less verbose!"

"!"

In the darkness, the whispers of two people who knew Suo Suo ended the conversation, and the double gate in the backyard opened a side door, and a big man in black sprang out and muttered towards the fence in the backyard.

Carefully avoid the vegetables planted by the boss at his feet, and look over the fence fence about 1.6 meters in the distance, a pair of half-exposed leather shoes and a faintly heard snoring sound under the shade of the bushes outside the fence make "Lao Zheng" cry and laugh.

"Hey, hey, hey!" whispered a few times, the other party did not respond, the snoring seemed to have increased a few points, and the "Lao Zheng" who was on fire turned over the fence sideways, walked into the bushes and kicked the little security guard's calf.

In front of the leg of the person hidden in the shadows in the middle of the kick, Lao Zheng collected some strength, not because he was afraid of hurting people, but mainly because he was afraid that this little rookie would scream and alarm the boss.

As soon as his feet were empty, a pair of empty pants floated up from the imaginary force point, making the wrong old Zheng stumble under his feet, and before he could react, why did this kid take off his pants and sleep? What kind of thing is it to play with fruit sleep? There was a pain in his temples and throat at the same time, and his consciousness fell into darkness and fell to the ground.

In the darkness, he stretched out a hand and gently supported Lao Zheng, dragged him into the bushes and put the bodies of the other three secret sentinels together. Liu Ying turned off the snoring sound recorded by the security guard's mobile phone, and shuttled into the back door like a snake to the corner of the fence and closed it gently.

Lying on the side of the door and stopping for two seconds, his eyes fully adjusted to the darkness of the room. This basement is a huge bar and tea room, quiet and silent, the only "living thing" is a bald man slumped on a rattan chair by the window, with a security dagger in his heart, or the male corpse, has not pulled out the dagger, and the smell of blood has not yet dispersed.

After Liu Ying spent nearly half an hour investigating, he found a total of 11 villas inhabited, 3 of which were tightly guarded and protected, and the security arming mode of this and the villa next to it was cross-related, and there were obvious traces of the army's methods! The large bedroom on the second floor of this building had a humanoid single bedroom, Jiang Feng!

It took a lot of time to scout and screen the target, and the headset from the security guard had already started to suspect, question and check since 6 minutes ago, and was able to give himself nearly 20 minutes, already benefiting from the paralysis that had never had an accident all along.

Removing the excess items on his body, Liu Ying bit the Mitsubishi military thorn, buckled the "arm crossbow" in his right hand, inserted the remaining 8 steel needles into the belt, and took out the Bolaida with both hands.

Liu Ying, who was ready, took a deep breath as if there was no end to the long breath, and in the time of inhalation, there was already a voice in the headset that found the unconscious security guard under the bridge, roaring that someone had infiltrated and sent someone to protect the VIP!

"Huh!" Liu Ying's dexterous figure brought out an afterimage and rushed towards the stairs, after a short acceleration, he jumped up and lightly clicked at the halfway corner, and the whole person suddenly appeared in the air at the staircase on the first floor like a ghost.

In the high-speed rush, I saw that there were 6 bodyguards distributed in the spacious living room, 4 of them were sleeping on sofas and recliners in the four corners, and 2 were sitting in the middle of eating peanuts while watching silent movies. Judging from the number of people observed from the thermal imager before, there should be more than 6 bodyguards behind the screen behind him.

Except for a person in the middle of the living room who raised his head, the other 5 people didn't have time to react to the ghost that suddenly floated out, "Bang~Bang~" There were only three gunshots, and the hands waved lightly 3 shots, from the time they hung in the air to the 1 second they fell to the ground, the heads of the 6 people all bloomed, and the person in the middle didn't even have time to make the action of lifting and grabbing.

A danger stabbed the top of Liu's head like a steel needle, and his body hung in the air with nowhere to borrow strength, Liu Ying suddenly moved a foot sideways out of thin air, and a bullet grazed the center of his eyebrows, and the scorching energy brought out a blood mark.

During the spin, the tip of his left foot hit a tea table, and the moment his body fell to the ground, he suddenly changed direction and moved sideways, dodging a bullet to his chest again.

There was no chance to hide in the corner of the wall by the window, and the four shots swept across, forcing the man to roll forward with two shots in his right hand to dodge, and two shots in his left hand predicted that the human body would be fired through the sand. Less than 5 seconds passed from the time Willow Shadow rushed to the stairs, 10 shots, 7 lives!

At this time, the sound of shouting and footsteps began to be heard behind the screen, and Liu Ying fell to the ground, and her body writhed rapidly like a swimming fish.

As soon as he flashed into the dead corner of the staircase, a large string of bullets was fired from behind the screen, and the frenzied fire "crackled" on the ground, walls and furniture around him, and for a while the debris flew everywhere at the scene.

Several figures kicked open the solid wood screen after the fire was suppressed, and flashed out with M4 and pistols to look around vigilantly, but they didn't notice that the two grenades had already kicked silently under the screen between the writhing of Liu Ying's figure. "Bang~Bang~" The lethality of more than 1,600 steel balls flying indoors can be called perverted.

The first floor was quiet, the destructive power of the grenade blew all the window glass away, and the starlight and street lamps outside shone through the holes, intertwined with large patches of smoke and ashes.

Zhang Zhen, who was disheveled, and a few teammates who had just gotten up from the bed were scattered on the second floor, although they were sweating profusely, their mouths were dry, and their hearts were beating like thunder when they woke up from their dreams, but the muzzle of the gun in their hands was still firmly pointed at the elevator and staircase.

There was no movement downstairs, and Lao Zheng and Lao Liu estimated that they were all finished. A "person" who can break into this place and kill people, and can kill so many of his comrades-in-arms in a matter of seconds! Is it really a "person"? An ominous omen hangs over the bottom of my heart.

Before he had time to think bitterly more, the alarm installed on the outer wall of the left-hand study suddenly flickered and chirped, and a rope hung a figure slammed into the bulletproof glass of the outer window! The well-trained teammates tacitly divided half to meet the figure, and the muzzle of the gun pointed directly at the figure, calmly waiting for the enemy to break the window.

Zhang Zhen did not retreat but stretched out his hand to shoot downstairs, the tiger attacked fiercely, a cat waist rushed down like a tiger descending the mountain, and the thin little waist yin was ready to shoot cold at any time behind the tiger.

Zhang Zhen, who was pressing the formation, was about to make a move, "Bang~", the explosion wave from the left rear pushed Zhang Zhen forward involuntarily, "It's a dead man who broke the window?"

Zhang Zhen, who was tinnitus and dizzy, was not shocked, and suddenly felt a cold neck, and his eyes rotated down from the staircase, and on the way down, he "saw" his small waist that was still struggling with his back throat, and then rotated to "see" a ghost, like a spider attached to the ceiling on the first floor.

The killer's indifferent eyes meet the death eyes of the head, who is colder?