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The small man, the throwing knife man, the seven deadly girl, and the sleeping man came to the place of the explosion, looking at the big pit hit by the rocket on the ground, and the fragments of limbs scattered around, he couldn't help but sigh.
"Things just followed the death of Black Blade, are they gone?" The Destiny Seven Star Girl looked sad.
"If it's gone, it's gone, at least it's better than having someone else have to go." The sleeping man glanced at his companion: "Go back and get your life back later."
"Well, I'm the best one. A rocket will kill him." Captain Song carried the rocket launcher and walked with a smile, and pointed at the debris on the ground triumphantly: "Look at him, he was beaten by me. Scum."
The little man and the others stared at Captain Song at the same time, only listening to the little man mockingly said: "Then do you want me to ask you for credit?"
"Uh." Captain Song was a little embarrassed. After all, he hadn't reacted to the dissatisfaction of the little man and others, so he smiled brightly: "This...it doesn't matter if it doesn't work, you can just take care of it."
"Well, hurry up and call an ambulance, otherwise your special police officers will all die because of excessive blood loss." After the Death Seven Star Girl finished speaking, she turned and left where she was.
Captain Song naturally did not dare to neglect at this time, and quickly dealt with the hotel special police. The little man and others left one by one, but the flying knife man who had just walked a few steps became suspicious, and asked his companion: "Do you have a flying knife to see me?"
The little man, the Seven Deadly Girl, and the Sleeping Man looked at each other. Unanimously shook their heads, listening to the little man: "Your flying knife is on you, how can we see it?"
The man with flying knives frowned and shook his head and said, "No, you have misunderstood what I mean. There are five flying knives in my body. You know that these five flying knives are handed down by my ancestors for generations. Fear, cutting iron like mud, the biggest function is to revolve and turn back, and it is impossible to defend against the enemy. However, I now only have three on my body, and the other two have been shot at the black blade before, but there are no traces of flying knives around."
As soon as this statement came out, the little man also felt strange. After all, he also knew that the throwing knife of the flying knife man was not so easy to destroy, even if the power of the rocket bomb just now was powerful, it could not be destroyed. Naturally, the black blade was blasted into slag, then the flying knives should fall to the ground, because before the explosion, I personally saw two flying knives shot into the black blade's back.
Not only the small man, but even the deadly seven-star women and sleeping men felt unusual. Finally, he said in unison: "Isn't Black Blade dead yet?"
The flying knife man nodded: "Otherwise, my flying knife will not disappear. It must be that Black Blade is not dead, and escaped with the flying knife shot into his body."
The Deadly Seven Stars became suspicious: "But how do you explain the fragments and pieces of meat on the ground? After all, when it exploded, we all saw Black Blade kick that Lan Ji away, and he was the only one left. Who else would it be besides him? "
The little man leaned over and picked up the bloody arm on the ground, took it in his hand and looked at it carefully. When he saw his wrist, his eyes flashed and he shouted: "The damn black blade is not dead yet."
The deadly seven-star female suspicious: "How to say?"
The little man handed the arm to everyone: "Look, this is clearly a right hand, but you have also seen it. The black blade's right wrist was shot by someone, but there was no wound on the wrist. . Then this is not a black blade, but a dead ghost."
At this moment, the man in a car in the dark saw that the little man and others had discovered the secret, and immediately cursed: "Damn!" Then he slammed on the accelerator and drove away quickly.
The speed of the car passed by the little man in an instant like a flying arrow. The little man and the others who watched this scene were taken aback for a moment, and then roared: "The damn must be in that car, chase!"
The four of them performed light work and chased the car.
In the fast-moving car, the man who drove saw from the rearview mirror the little man and others chasing him, his eyes were cold, he turned on the phone switch of the earplugs in his ears, and said coldly: "I'm already Caught, currently being chased by members of the Dragon Group. Please send someone to intercept it."
A voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hurry up to the woods in the suburbs, I will meet you there."
The man hung up the phone and slammed the steering wheel. The car went off like the road next to him. At the same time, he looked at the unconscious man in the back seat. This man was wearing a black leather jacket with a high collar and a black mask on his face. The blood flowing out of his body had already stained the cushion. He was no one else, but the black blade Nie Yun who had escaped from the dead.
a Over a forest on the outskirts of the city, a hovering helicopter appeared. The wind caused by the high-speed rotation of the helicopter's propeller made the large trees below tottering. Gradually, the helicopter slowly landed on the relatively open area of the forest.
The helicopter landed and the cabin door opened. Only two men and a woman walked down. The first man was a tall and thin man with long burgundy hair from head to shoulder. The second man wore a hat, which made it difficult to see his face, but the breath radiating from him was chilling, and everyone around him dared not get too close to him. As for the woman, she has long hair, tied back into a ponytail, her branches stretched out, her orchid fingers turned up, her breasts bulging high.
After the three came out, they stood respectfully by the helicopter door, and then they saw a man in a suit and leather shoes with a gentle-looking appearance and gold-wire glasses. He is no one else, but the leader of the God-controlled Intelligence Team coldly.
Leng Ce stood at the door of the cabin, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, glanced at the surrounding environment, and walked down immediately.
"Assistant Leng, that Black Blade is not so easy to deal with. It's up to us, is it his opponent?" The woman standing next to her spoke, actually in the voice of a man.
"Haha!" Lengce smiled and turned around and looked at the woman: "Huahua, you are the number one person in the Asian killer list, don't you have so much confidence?"
"Assistant Leng, the black blade kills the eight kings of the brotherhood, the strength is conceivable. Although I can't pretend to be defeated by the strength of the flower, I am not sure of my life in the face of the eight kings (5). Naturally, the black blade It's not that I can deal with it. If there is any life-threatening thing in a while, don't blame me for leaving you alone." Huahua doesn't make fun of his life. After all, killers are all for the purpose of making money to kill and excite people, and they are talented fools who are ashamed of their lives.
Leng Ce's eyes were a little bit cold, but in the current situation, it is not easy to happen. Coldly said: "Even if you want to die, I won't let you die." After finishing speaking, he glanced at the two people next to him: "To tell you the truth, although Black Blade is powerful, it was just before the dragon group. People were besieged and seriously injured. We are now being sent here by our people. Wait a minute, you are responsible for dragging the chasing people, and you don't have to worry about the rest."
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ps: Third more.
Don't say it. Talking too much, my brothers will be disgusted. In a word, just do it hard.