On the outer wall outside the window, a man wrapped in a black windbreaker is clinging to it. He looks like Spider-Man, with a rope wrapped around his waist. He came directly from the top floor, and the air conditioner has already been installed. It was opened, and the man was holding a small glass bottle in his hand.↓◆书院he⊿
Obviously, this air conditioner was the culprit that poisoned those guys.
Putting away the bottle, he twisted his waist, lifted his windbreaker with his right hand, and grabbed the rope. At the same time, he turned his body over, alternated his hands quickly, and kept kicking his feet on the wall, heading towards the roof of the building quickly.
When he reached the edge of the roof, he stretched out his hand to grab it, and with a push, his body fell towards the inside. At the same time, his right hand passed by his feet, and a sharp tip inserted in the riding boots fell into his hand, and he waved it with the flow. .
puff.
The rope broke, and he landed on the ground. His toes touched the ground, and his body suddenly jumped towards the passageway downstairs. In a few breaths, his figure disappeared.
From climbing up, to turning in, then cutting the rope, and finally landing to leave, the whole process is as smooth as flowing water without any lag. If anyone sees it, they will sincerely sigh, it is so handsome.
And this, obviously, also means great strength.
On the other side, He Zhenzhong also dealt with those Americans, and the process was much easier than he thought. Those Americans probably thought that no one would dare to touch them, and they actually happily played with women together, which can be regarded as living up to them. The name of the US military. And he naturally didn't mind giving those guys a good time when they were about to climax. Looking at the ferocious expressions of those guys before they died, you knew how miserable those guys were when they died. You can reach the blissful state of life in just one click.
And he didn't know that someone had already helped him to get rid of several of Lao Maozi's elites silently, and he had now reached outside the little devil's consulate.
It has to be said that these little devils are really not very courageous. They actually evacuated from the hotel and hid inside.
But, is it useful? Is there anyone who can escape the people that the God of Death wants to kill?
The United States, Japan, and Russia all sent people here to kill him. He Zhenzhong's character is destined. He can't just swallow his anger. He has been bullied to the point of being bullied and wants to kill you. Why don't you fight back? Especially these are the little devils he hates the most.
Therefore, no matter where these guys hide, he will kill them.
He glanced at the four-meter-high wall in front of him with a power grid on the top. His expression did not change at all, except for a sneer at the corner of his mouth. Do you want to stop him? You are too naive. With a swipe, he retracted the dragon's teeth. He stood up, then stepped back a certain distance, took a deep breath, and slowly mobilized the strength of his whole body.
Pedal.
Suddenly, he moved, and the super explosive power brought by his advanced enhanced body exploded instantly. His whole body was like a bolt of lightning, flashing across his body in an instant, and there was even a faint afterimage.
Boom.
He kicked his foot on the wall, and with a crash, a small shallow pit appeared. The wall paint and sand kept falling off, and He Zhenzhong's body had already jumped up quickly. Every time his foot touched the wall a little, it would A small pit appeared, and with this force, he almost reached the top of the wall in one breath.
It's a dense power grid.
Boom.
He Zhenzhong stamped his right foot on the edge of the wall, and his trousers almost touched the electric grid. Then his body jumped up again, and at the same time, he twisted his waist, and his body actually rolled in the air, like a fish jumping over a dragon's gate.
, crossed the power grid.
hiss.
When He Zhenzhong crossed the power grid, a slight gasp of air rang out. It was the guy who was called the Master Assassin before. He was still shrouded in a black windbreaker, but his throat was obviously twitching.
, obviously swallowing his saliva, frightened by what He Zhen could do.
A four-meter-high wall, with an external power grid, and you could climb over it so easily without borrowing any tools? It was a little too strong, and his heart couldn't help but tremble. It was too strong.
No wonder he killed so many people in just a few hours.
call.
Suddenly, a slight sound broke through the air.
A cold light suddenly flashed.
not good.
The guy was alert, his face changed drastically, and his body's instinct made him tilt his head slightly.
call.
A cold feeling came from the right side of his face, and a wry smile appeared on the guy's face, "As expected of the God of Death, he was actually discovered, and in a hurry, he was able to throw a weapon to hurt someone. No wonder in such a short time
You can achieve such a great reputation."
This time, although there was no direct fight, the bitterness on his face was even worse when he looked at the flying hair. Obviously, he lost this fight in the air. Not only was his hidden position discovered, but also,
His hair was also chopped off.
Is this the strength of the God of Death? His fists clenched suddenly, but his face showed a strange look of excitement, rather than a look of frustration or a desire for revenge.
Taking a deep look at the small shallow pits left on the wall, he suddenly shook his head. If it were him, he would never be able to do this. This god of death is undoubtedly a ****.
Those little devils are dead, he thought to himself, then turned around and left.
Inside, He Zhenzhong has already landed. Although there is a distance of four meters, it is not a big problem for him. However, his brows wrinkled slightly. The guy's breath was very good just now, and he almost
He was able to hide everything from him, and he even dodged his shooting head in a flash of lightning. This strength was quite good.
However, since that guy discovered his traces, why didn't he take action while he was in the air and unable to move flexibly? Otherwise, what was the reason for the guy to follow him? Did he want to steal business?
However, he didn't have time to think about that.
Woohoo.
In the darkness ahead, slight footsteps sounded, approaching quickly.