There was no one on the long corridor, quiet like an empty city, exuding a silence, mysterious and strange, spreading across the entire floor.
On the other side, Dugu Xiang put away the phone. The monster eyes were filled with terrifying haze. His narrow eyes were deep, like a quiet sea. It seemed calm, but it was filled with bloodthirsty killing that was enough to capture the soul.
meaning.
"Fan Dahai."
"Yes." Fan Dahai, who was standing beside him, quickly straightened his back, stepped forward, saluted military salute, and shouted loudly.
"Mobilize all the force, go to the "Qingshu" club, annihilate this place, and capture Zhuo Xinren."
"Yes, I'll do it now."
A minute later, four or five armed planes suddenly appeared on the originally quiet sea surface, turning into black shadows, hovering in the sky, and the whistling sound of the hovering propellers.
All the soldiers armed on the battlefield formed a battle formation in an orderly manner with a solemn expression on their faces. Following the rope ladder dropped in the cabin, they quickly boarded the armed helicopter hovering in the low altitude.
Dugu Xiang brought the battle helmet on his head and his face hidden in the darkness showed.
"Full speed"
With a command, the propeller of the helicopter hovering in the air suddenly accelerated its rotation, making a whirring crisp sound, bringing the last noisy sound to the originally calm and traceless sea surface.
The soldiers who were ready to go sat in the cabin with a solemn expression.
The pairs of calm and firm eyes that were unique to soldiers were staring straight ahead.
As soldiers, they are ready to fight at any time, and this dark night is destined to be uneasy.
In the darkness, the swaying lights reflected a faint glow, and a faint faint light began to shine in the sky. The whole summer night gradually began to approach the end. The darkness was about to be replaced by the day, but this scene was really
The battle is beginning.
Several armed helicopters passed through the quiet dark night, whistling sounds, and quickly advanced towards the most prosperous streets in the city.
Under the cover of helicopters, dozens of black cars passed through the streets with absolute dives and approached at full speed towards the "green" known as the dark hell.
The black night sky quietly overlooks the earth, and the bright moonlight looms across the earth. Heaven and hell are always separated by a thread.
And the hunters in the "green" paradises are intoxicated by this luxurious world.
The materialistic view of the sensation stimulates them to lose their keenest sense of smell, and their ugly posture makes them unable to feel the breath of death gradually approaching them.
In the dark night, the towering "green" building.
Zhuo Xinren leaned lazily on the sofa, his slender legs rested on the coffee table casually, a sculpture-like face hidden under a black mask, exuding the darkest bloodthirsty aura from hell, a pair of sharp
The dark eyes drooped slightly.
Zhuo Xinren took the towel handed over by Leah St, and gently wiped the golden pistol playing with on his hands. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He raised his head, raised the gun in his hand,
Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger toward the display hanging on the wall.
With a bang, the entire huge LCD screen instantly emitted a dazzling fire. After a crackling sound, the entire display completely fell into a darkness.