After Sangli gave the order, several phone calls were made instantly.
At this moment, Vietnam!
In a mysterious office, a middle-aged man kept smoking a cigar. Smoke filled the entire office.
It was already two o'clock in the morning, but he still didn't feel sleepy. Even though his eyes were blood red.
Since the failure to siege the God of Death half a month ago, he has been under countless pressures.
The terrifying power he controls - 'Blood Killing' has been questioned by many people.
Because of the bloodshed, this mysterious team, which is known as the most terrifying killing machine in the country and crushes all evil, actually failed when facing the God of Death.
The middle-aged man held a cigarette between his fingers, but looked at a report on the table. This report is a monitoring report of all crocodiles in the Fly River...
When the God of Death fell into the Fly River, he sent countless people to pursue him, almost going through the river and sea, just to find the body of the God of Death.
But, nothing was found!
Reluctant, he directly ordered all the crocodiles in the Fly River to be tested, just to determine whether the God of Death was buried in the belly of the crocodile.
Finally today, the report came out. There were not a single trace of death in the bellies of a total of two hundred crocodiles in the Fly River.
"God of Death, many people say you are dead... Are you dead or alive?" The middle-aged man stared at the report on the table and kept muttering.
"Jingle Bell!"
Suddenly, the phone on his desk rang rapidly.
It completely disrupted his deep thoughts!
Someone called him so late. What was going on
He stared at the phone on the table and narrowed his eyes slightly. It turned out to be a call from overseas.
He paused for a few seconds, then slowly picked up the phone: "Who is it?"
"Death is not dead!" A cold voice came from the other end of the phone. However, just such a short voice made the middle-aged man suddenly tremble all over.
"Who are you? What's your purpose?" The middle-aged man grabbed the phone tightly, his voice cold.
"Don't ask who Wang is. I just want to tell you that the God of Death is not dead. He is in Thailand now. He has lost his memory and his name is Hai Sheng..." On the other end of the phone, the inexplicable voice came again. sound. After saying that, the person on the other end of the phone hung up the phone, not giving the middle-aged man any chance to ask.
When the middle-aged man called back again, the number was already empty.
Katcha!
The middle-aged man held the phone tightly, with an unprecedented ferocious look on his face.
grim Reaper! Really not dead!
He took a few deep breaths to calm down.
Then, he made a phone call: "All bloody captains, come see me quickly!"
After making the call, the middle-aged man put his hands behind his back and looked in one direction with murderous intent!
"Report! Bloodslaughter One, come and report!" Suddenly, the air in front of him was distorted, and a figure appeared strangely in front of him, kneeling on one knee on the ground.
The face of the visitor was completely disfigured, except for the word '一' engraved on his face, which represented his status and identity in the bloodbath! He is the first person besides middle-aged men!
As soon as this person finished his report, a person came through the window again, crawled on the ground, and reported with an expressionless face: "Report, Blood Slaughter No. 2, come and report!"
The man's face was completely disfigured, and only a ferocious character '二' represented his identity.
The man in the middle did not move at all, standing in the office like a stone, his eyes still staring into the distance like a sword.
"Bloodshed No. 3, come here!" A voice sounded again, and there was another person in the office.
The middle-aged man had no intention of turning around, but the murderous intent in his eyes looking into the distance was getting stronger and stronger.
"Blood Slaughter No. 4, come and report!"
"Bloodshed No. 5, come and report!"
"Bloodshed Land, come and report!"
Number 6, this is the last person. He is still wrapped in gauze and his face is as pale as paper, which shows that he is still injured!
A series of deep and solemn voices resounded throughout the office, making the air suddenly cold.
Bloody slaughter! In this country, the six most powerful and terrifying people with fighting abilities gathered here at two o'clock in the morning tonight! Wait for the order!
This is almost unprecedented!
There are only six people, but they seem to contain the power to destroy the world. Once it breaks out, it will be a devastating blow to anyone!
The middle-aged man slowly turned around, and a heart-wrenching murderous intent was slowly released from his body!
He quietly looked at the six killing gods kneeling in front of him. His expression was calm, so calm that it made people feel horrified!
These six people are killing machines trained by him... Although their strength far exceeds his, they are absolutely 100% obedient to him.
"Let's go to the Kingdom of Elephants and get back the Death God's head before dawn!!" The middle-aged man suddenly shouted loudly! The sound was extremely rich and terrifying, shaking through the dark night!
Uh-huh!
The eyes of these six cold-blooded machines suddenly erupted with bloodthirsty cold light. The next second, their bodies trembled and they appeared downstairs in the office, and immediately disappeared into the dark night.
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At this moment, it is already two o'clock in the morning! And to take down the head of the God of Death before dawn, this means that these six killing machines only have four hours!
It would take at least three hours to fly from here to the Kingdom of Elephants and back again!
Then, these six people only have one hour to act - including accurately finding and hunting the target!
However, one hour is more than enough!
Because these six people are the kings of killing in the bloody massacre!
Six people take action, even if that person is the God of Death, there is absolutely no possibility of escape!