"Mr. Smith, someone has broken into the base!"

Outside the door, a man in black staggered in.

"Who is the other party?"

"No...... I don't know. ”

He didn't know, he could only see a shadow in the darkness, rapidly approaching the back door.

It's so fast that by the time the guards find out, it's already close at hand.

It was too late to warn, and a few cold lights fell directly to the ground.

"Let's go upstairs to the monitoring room first!"

Smith took a few steps and turned his head to ask.

"Is it a man or a woman?"

"Should...... It should be a man. ”

He couldn't see clearly, it was too fast, and it was hidden in the dark.

Judging only by her figure, she is about 1.8 meters or more, and she doesn't look like a woman.

Smith breathed a sigh of relief, it wasn't for Ji Suxin.

Others, even if they are good, should be able to deal with them.

But as soon as he entered the monitoring room, he found that something was wrong, and four screens had already turned into snowflake spots.

"What's going on?"

No one could answer him, only to see a hand in the hallway wave, snap, and the lamp shattered.

There was a sound of metal crashing in the darkness, and then the surveillance was scrapped.

You don't even need to look at it, as if you know where the surveillance is installed.

Blind shot, three shots must hit!

Smith is in a cold sweat, judging the location of the monitoring by experience? Judging the position of the lamp by the light?

Such a person, whether in Rashomon or the Phantom Group, is a cadre above the A level.

"Go down and see what is going on, and let the guards in the hallway prepare for support. ”

The subordinates on the side moved their lips and did not dare to speak.

There should be no guards in the hallway, and after the lights go out, there will be silence for ten seconds at most.

There weren't even screams, at most a few muffled snorts or moans.

"How did the other party find it?"

Smith turned his head and yelled at the three who had fled back in the afternoon, but the three looked at each other.

They were sure that they were not being followed before they dared to return to the base.

"Is it really an organized master?"

Smith didn't suspect Mikotoha, after all, Mikoto Feather and Phantom had an interest.

But another screen turned into a snowflake spot, and the two people who just went down only made a sound!

Two people, ah, the other person doesn't even have time to open his mouth?

No, the man opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound, and even his vocal cords were shot through.

He touched it with his hand, only to find that the other party was not using a gun, but a steel needle.

But he didn't even have a chance to tell his companions, and a few steel needles directly locked his throat.

"Go down two, no, four! Hold the staircase and shoot at sight!"

"No, shoot when you see a shadow, shoot when you see a finger!"

After several orders in a row, Smith still felt uneasy.

"Bruce, go down. ”

A blonde man behind him nodded, and turned to go downstairs with the person.

At the corner of the corridor, Tang Bao was waiting with his eyes closed, and every time he passed through a corridor, he only opened his eyes for a moment.

Close your eyes as soon as you decide the position of the lamp, and judge the position based only on the sound of breathing and footsteps.

Six meters, five meters, not the distance from him, but the best shooting distance of Tang Needle.

Four meters, three meters, bang, Tang Bao was stunned, he shot without seeing him?

There were two more bangs, as if a bullet was hitting the wall, and Tang Bao only saw a flash of fire on the opposite wall!

Instinctively tilted his head, still slowing down, and a deep blood mark was drawn on his cheek.

"A master of spearfighting!"

Tang Bao raised his eyebrows and quickly returned the same way.

The opponent's spearfighting skills may be stronger than Seventeen, no, it should be said that there is a big difference.

It's like the difference between long punches and short fights in martial arts.

In fact, the fighting spear technique is not unique to the Yang family, but comes from abroad.

It was the Germans who first developed the art of fighting guns, and after World War II, it spread to the United States, and then to China.

There is a big difference between the Yang family and foreign spear fighting, and the Yang family has incorporated a lot of martial arts.

The foreign fighting spear is more proficient in arc ballistics and curved ballistics.

The former is a firing technique, and the latter is a precise calculation of the angle of ejection of a stray bullet.

Bruce mastered curvilinear ballistics, followed by two more shots.

Tang Bao scurried in the corridor for a while, and was still shot in the right shoulder.

Bruce sneered and chased into the hallway, but he really shouldn't have chased him.

At the end of the hallway, Bruce was looking for his opponent's figure, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in his neck.

In the dark, above his head, six steel needles in two hands locked his neck at the same time, and pulled it up hard!

Bruce's painful hands and feet were lifted and hung in the air by the six steel needles.

In three seconds, the struggle stopped, the needle was released, and the corpse fell to the ground with a pop.

"It's the B-rank of the Phantom Group. ”

Tang Bao roughly judged it, and sneered again.

"Self-righteous idiots like you, I killed at least twenty of them in that battle on Wall Street!"

Falling from the ceiling, Tang Bud kicked Bruce's corpse.

He promised Xiao Yu not to kill people as much as possible, so the black-clothed people in the corridor were in a coma with multiple injuries.

But most of these high-level masters are murderous and don't have any intentions at all.

"Bruce!"

Screaming continuously, but without a response, Smith shuddered.

The opponent is only one person, and he can't stop it?

"Protect me and go through the front door!"

Pulling a few men in black casually, Smith staggered out, but only two steps.

"There is also a ...... at the front door"

Smith hurriedly ran to the monitor, his expression frozen.

There were more people falling at the front door, but not even a muffled grunt, not even a moan.

In the corridor, several men in black fell to the ground, snoring?

So someone had walked through four corridors, and no one noticed him breaking in.

Smith stared at the figure on the surveillance screen in amazement, and immediately recognized it, it was Xiao Yu!

"Quick, go down a few people, grab him, and snatch his ring!"

Smith saw it, and the Heavenly Doctor Ring was on Xiao Yu's hand.

But how can you catch it? Within 10 meters, it fell down with a pop.

Smith couldn't read it at all, and the back door could at least see that it was fighting.

But at the front door, everyone fell down inexplicably.

"Poison gas, put on a gas mask!"

So, Xiao Yu saw two fools in front of him, running over with strange hoods.

Well, I ran two more

meters, and it fell within eight meters.

Xiao Yu continued to walk forward with a cigarette in his mouth, and Smith was about to cry.

He couldn't have imagined that the immortal drunk could even penetrate his skin.

All the men in black who fell in the corridor had red skin, and even their pores were drunk.

After walking through seven corridors and climbing up to four floors, Xiao Yu was panting.

Smoking is really bad for your health, especially for high-end goods like fairy drunk.

The process of the battle was very easy, and as soon as I walked around, there were at least twenty people lying behind me.

At the door of the monitoring room, Smith was about to fight to the death.

Eight men in black blocked the door, directly suppressing the fire!

There was also a guy holding a machine gun, and another guy grunting and throwing something over.

Xiao Yu was so frightened that he turned his head and ran, grenade! Is the Phantom Group so awesome?

In the roar, Xiao Yu sighed, tonight he had to overdraw the True Yuan Force.

Sucked, for a full ten seconds, the immortal drunk quickly burned out.

After smoking, Xiao Yu's stomach bulged, and even his ears were smoking.

Whew, the smoke rushed forward like a rolling wave.

Ten meters, or even twenty meters, turn the corner until it fills the entire fourth floor.

At the door of the monitoring room, there was a series of pops, and the eight men in black were stacked together.

In the monitoring room, Smith collapsed with his eyes blazing, his face full of disbelief.

At the last moment, he felt like he had gotten something wrong.

Whether it is Tang Bao or Seventeen, or Liu Yuanhang, or even Ji Suxin, it is not terrible.

Xiao Yu is the most terrifying ......

Stepping into the door, Xiao Yu hadn't actually seen Smith, but he still recognized it at a glance.

Everyone else was in black suits, but this one was wearing an extremely angry red suit.

Xiao Yu went up with a slap, fixed the incense, and Smith woke up faintly.

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