"You..." Howard turned his head slowly, his eyes seemed to be sluggish. He wanted to open his eyes and see what the spy attacking them was. However, he only felt that his vision was awkward, and there seemed to be a teenager in the blur. The shadow of the sky is rolling in the sky, and he has a black short blade in his hand that dances with the blood, just like the poisonous snake core.

This is the last scene that Howard saw, the carotid artery was cut off, and his tall body fell so softly.

It turns out that... It is also the same to join the army in peacetime, Howard thinks self-deprecatingly.

Losing the protection of stealth, Zhou Jian was completely exposed to the sight of American soldiers. The special forces on the scene were all well-trained shooting masters. However, in the chaotic crowd and small space, their m4 was almost abolished. .

A special soldier pulled out the military dagger at the waist, but he still had time to use it. He only felt that something in front of him had crossed a black arc, as if he swallowed the light. Then he felt that he was flying, and his The body is getting farther and farther in sight, then it falls down softly...

The dagger was waving like a sickle's sickle, and the speed was so fast that there was constant blood rushing out. When the **** of death came, a soldier instinctively used the m4's barrel to block the sword of the pursuit, but he only Feeling a light hand, then unbelievably looking at the hand interrupted into two m4 automatic rifles, a dark red blood line pulled from his neck to the chest, the vision is getting more and more stunned, he reached out and tried to catch before he died What, but after all, it’s just futile...

......

Zhou Jian is like a mixed-race Shura. He is covered with blood, has enemies, and has his own. At that time, his mind is extremely stunned. He almost subconsciously flips, swords, backstabs, dodge, as if all this. The actions are all instinctive.

His movements are not beautiful. There is no such light inspiration as the legendary thief killer killing. If you have to use a word to describe his movements, it is - fierce.

The thorns, the cut throat, the cut belly, the broken ridge, the dagger... These actions that have been used many times in the "God of the Devil" are actually in the real world without any disharmony.

At that moment, he seemed to be facing the monster of "God of the Devil".

The soldiers in the central room fell like wheat. A crazy American soldier ran to the far corner and pulled the trigger against Zhou Jian and his companions, who were shrouded in blood.

The fire tongue of the m4 flashed his eyes, the target seemed to disappear, and the two companions flew out because of his shooting like a straw.

He was hesitating when he should stop shooting, but he clearly felt that the general cool silk dagger cut into his heart, skill - flashing raid...

......

Half a minute, Zhou Jian was standing in the center room with blood. Looking at the blood and body of the earth, he was a bit disgusting, but he didn’t feel sick and wanted to vomit. Maybe he had experienced several kills before. Seeing the scene of blood, he has already got used to it, but he has not found it.

However, there is still an indescribable suffocating air around the chest, which makes him feel extremely dull. This is a feeling of incomprehensibility. It seems that there is a voice asking, is this really what I did? If today's shots are killing some extremely wicked people, Zhou Jian may not have this dull feeling.

This dull feeling is not good, although he knows that at this moment it is not your death, that is, I live.

Maybe today he will kill a **** way out. In the days to come, he will be exposed to more and more killings. His path will also be bloody.

When I think of it, he can't talk about disgust in his heart. Of course, he doesn't like it. If you really want to use it to describe it, it is a feeling of extreme unreality.

It seems as if the air castles on Hong Kong Island are as unrealistic as the quiet hill villages in which they live. It is also unrealistic to put together the bustling but comfortable metropolitan life and the **** killing world.

Zhou Jian took a deep breath, and there was still a faint **** smell in the air. He checked his wounds. There were two places, all of which were gunshot wounds. Fortunately, it was not the key. One place was in the lower abdomen, Howard left. There was another one on the shoulder, the soldier who was desperate to shoot.

Lifeline lost a third, Zhou Jian drank a small blood bottle, although the life of the blood bottle is very small, but the total chat is better than nothing, to return to full life or rely on the ghost to kill their own recovery.

He turned over the body of Brown, the head of the lab, and touched the door card from his blood-stained white coat. The unlucky one seemed to have died under a stray bullet.

At the moment of the door card, Zhou Jian found that his outstretched hand was shaking.

There was a satirical smile on his mouth. The hand was always shaking, not because of fear, but because of the tension and excitement at the moment of life and death. The death that may come at any time made his nerves extremely nervous. The state, the dagger, the army thorns, he is not afraid, but the gun makes him feel awkward, before the two shots did not hit the key, if you hit the heart or the head, will you be so good?

Taking a deep breath and calming down the mood, Zhou Jian put away the Konica, and then he realized that there was still a living person in the room - Sam.

Since he was stunned by himself, Sam has been squatting on the ground until now. Zhou Jian was hesitant at that moment. Would you like to stop him?

The ghost of the ghost can be discovered by Howard. The stealth technique is not only Zhou Jian’s card, but also an unclear supernatural ability. Zhou Jian has no way to avoid this secret.

Will this old guy be stunned?

Turning over Sam's body, Zhou Jian opened Sam's eyelids, and the pupils would not lie. If he was caught in a deep coma, the pupil would not react to the light stimulation, and the fainted person would open it once. Their eyelids, their pupils will shrink by a sudden light stimulus.

Seeing Sam's pupil did not change a little, Zhou Jian sighed a sigh of relief, he did not want to do such a multiple-choice question, he did not like to kill innocent, but if it involves his own safety, he may not only kill the killer in the end.

It’s not kind to make up after Sam’s brain. He didn’t want to leave when he happened to wake up.

Zhou Jian checked the carotid artery of each corpse one by one, and the breathing could hold it, but the pulse could not be faked. It was confirmed that in addition to the stunned Sam no one survived, Zhou Jian went to the door of the central room and was about to open the sneak card. When Zhou Jian thought of something.