The first thousand eight hundred and forty-six chapters are funny
He Zhenzhong and others stayed in a super five-star hotel, but the Americans inside had already been bribed by these Korean gangsters, so after arriving, they easily entered the hotel through the back door.≈&ap
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"On the twenty-third floor, Presidential Suite No. 4."
Liu Shizhen raised his hand, took off his sunglasses, looked at the American who had been bribed, and nodded. Then, he looked at Jiang Muyan and others behind him, "Xu Daying, take them to the top floor, and then come out from outside.
Wall down, raid."
"yes."
"You two, go to the monitoring center and report the situation at any time."
"yes."
"Muyan, Mingzhu, and you, follow me." Liu Shizhen whispered: "The skills of that god of death are indeed not simple. I can deal with it, but I may not be able to take care of you, so be careful.
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"yes."
After making arrangements, the remaining special forces, who called themselves the Descendants of the Sun, quickly dispersed and headed towards the hotel.
Deng Deng Deng.
Under the leadership of the hotel staff, the three sticks were carried on their backs and walked quickly to the surveillance room on the first floor of the hotel.
"It's right inside."
"Um."
A stick nodded, then waved his hand, and the other two guys immediately came to both sides of the door, one on the left and one on the right. Then, one guy quickly turned around and raised his feet.
Bang.
The wooden door was kicked open, and two guys held it up and turned sideways, still turning around.
"no problem."
Finally, the guy felt relieved and followed in, then closed the door smoothly.
Seeing this scene, the Americans who were bribed were stunned for a moment, and they secretly exclaimed, what a professional approach and vigilance.
Snap.
"Fat man, give way."
"Oh." The guy responded, took a step away, and then seemed to remember something. He turned his head sharply and looked at Marshal Chu. His eyes immediately widened like bull's eyes. Chinese?
He suddenly became nervous. Those Koreans wanted to kill these Chinese people, but now, those Koreans had just entered the monitoring room, and the Chinese people came. How could this happen?
call.
Bang.
A palm knife fell on the guy's neck. Marshal Chu took out a few explosives from his waist, then kicked the door open and threw it away.
Whoosh.
Boom boom boom.
A huge explosion sounded immediately, and balls of fire seeped out from between the cracks in the door.
After the explosion subsided, Marshal Chu stretched out his hand to push open the tattered wooden door and strode in. The entire monitoring room was in a mess and scorched black. The instruments had turned into scrap metal and were still flashing.
There were sparks, and on the ground, the bloody bodies of three sticks were lying there. Although they were not dead, they were breathing more and less.
Deng Deng Deng.
Seeing Marshal Chu coming over, a look of panic flashed across the faces of the three dying guys. They were all so cautious, but they didn't expect that they would fall for the tricks of these damn Chinese people. Moreover, it made them even more panicked.
What's more, they just entered here with their front legs, and were killed before they even started to control it. Can you not be afraid?
"How, how do you know?" One guy asked with difficulty. Is there a traitor among their people?
Looking at that guy speechlessly, Marshal Chu was very worried about the IQ of these sticks, "You are also special forces after all, can you not come in with such a big fanfare? Also, please can you stop thinking with your toes, even if it is
You can think with your toes that we will definitely carry out surveillance and counter-monitoring in the hotel."
The three stickmen were immediately dumbfounded. They seemed to have really not thought of this. Looking at Marshal Chu, they only now knew how far apart their so-called special forces were from these guys. It was like a world in the sky and a world below.
ah.
Marshal Chu couldn't bear to kill these three guys. It felt like he was killing elementary school students. Not only did he not have any sense of accomplishment, but it gave him a sense of guilt of relying on the strong and bullying the weak.
"Weak, so weak." Marshal Chu stretched out his hand and patted the guy's face, "Oh no, if the sun knew that its descendants were people like you, I'm afraid it would be so angry that it would explode."
As he spoke, his hand slipped and fell on the guy's neck, twisting it hard.
Click.
There was a terrifying sound of bone cracking, and the guy's head tilted, and the look of horror on his face instantly solidified.
After the three guys were completely eliminated, Marshal Chu clapped his hands, stood up, and walked slowly outside. Why are you anxious? Packing these sticks is not difficult at all, and it is not even a warm-up.
On the other side, Xu Daying and others also successfully arrived at the rooftop of the hotel. In the night wind, they came to the edge, looked down, and determined the location of He Zhenzhong's presidential suite.
"Let's get started."
"yes."
Hua Hua Hua.
A few guys quickly took off the rope wrapped around their waists, tied it to an iron pillar on the rooftop, and then threw the rope down.
Li Li said to Zhao, "Go up."
The three stickmen were very agile. With a push of their hands, they jumped over the guardrail. Then they grabbed the rope with their gloved hands, kicked their feet on the wall, and slid down quickly.
And Xu Daying was holding and guarding the surroundings, with a cold look on his face. Kill that damn Chinese god of death. They will be the heroes of the Republic of Korea, and he can also marry Mingzhu. When he thinks of Yin Mingzhu's beautiful face
, the attractive figure, his heart was filled with heat, and he felt like he couldn't wait.
call.
In the night, a cold light flashed.
No, there is someone. Xu Daying came to his senses immediately, but his expression did not change at all. He is the elite of South Korea's special forces. Even if he is attacked by someone, he has enough confidence and ability to deal with it...