No, it's not that Cyril's guards are vulnerable, but that this mercenary is too powerful. No wonder they are the most expensive team in the entire illegal hire organization.
Eight people levelled Cyril's guards all the way, and Noah, who was a soldier, was frightened.
He thought they needed his help, but he was really only responsible for leading the way. He had no other role besides leading the way.
Z7 is also looking for a place where the scientist’s wife and children might be locked up. He called out all the monitoring of the entire underground factory and saw that the production of drugs was busy to the sky, from raw materials to semi-finished products to finished products.
"Avoid the production room on the left and go through the corridor." Z7 with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead said lowly, directing Xia Jinyuan, who all put on the uniform uniforms of the patrol personnel, to avoid the crowded dangerous area.
Noah said, "If we avoid, then don't try to find the person we need to find." He looked at the mercenary leader who gave him a huge surprise, "The person we are looking for is here. A safer and tighter place."
"We need to go in."
The air was a little dignified, Xia Jinyuan looked at Noah's eyes like a fierce beast rushing to kill people at any time, "Are you kidding me?!"
"I'm serious." Noah replied.
Will's displeased voice came from the headset, "Don't you need expensive commissions? A group of greedy guys, if it is not because it is difficult to rescue people, do I need to risk finding mercenaries to save people
"Accept my price, then you also need to accept the risk behind the price, don't you?"
Xia Jinyuan was calm for a few seconds, and said: "Work!"
Will and Noah all breathed a sigh of relief. They were really worried that these desperadoes would eventually give up. Fortunately, the temptation of money was great, and they did not give up.
Xia Jinyuan glanced at Noah without a trace, then raised his hand to signal his comrades to enter the drug production room.
The production room is also protected by gunmen. They habitually hold the AK in their hands halfway, which looks very deterrent. The busy workers did not visit them. They have long been used to it and just need to work honestly. There will be no problems.
Z7 and Baihe tightened their breaths, and K7, who was guarding the sewer pipe, gently rubbed the gun in his hand. He was ready to fight at any time.
T6 and V8 took the lead to enter the production workshop with the AK half supported.
Outside, two guards patrolling with guns passed by the monitoring room. Perhaps they noticed some problems. The two stopped at the door of the monitoring room and found their white cranes coughing lightly, winking at Z7 without a trace.
"Bangbang Bang..."
The door knocked and said something. The two pushed in. They didn't look behind the door, and their eyes fell on Z7 sitting in front of the large monitor screen, speaking Moraben's language.
Z7 did not move, nor did the white crane move. There was a snoring sound. The two approaching people laughed "haha". It turned out that they were lazy and fell asleep.
Reaching out to push to wake up, the person who was sleeping suddenly moved, and saw the cold light flashing past them, and the two people who kept the pushing action froze suddenly, and then staggered back, their hands covering their chilly throats and mouths. With a few strokes of Zhang Ji, puffs of blood poured out from their necks.
The trachea and large arteries were immediately cut off, and he fell to the ground after a while and died.