The girl in the photo provided by 　　 Rambo is a little fat baby and has a sweet and cute smile. But the girl in front of Xie Lun, although her facial features were similar, her face was pale, her lips were purplish, haggard and scary.

　　 What's more terrifying is that there is a deep cross wound on the girl's cheek. Its location is just the opposite of Rambo, but Rambo's wounds have been effectively treated, and the wounds on the girl's face have begun to pus and rot.

　　 "These pigs and dogs are not as good as beasts!"

　　 Xie Lun looked at the girl's arm, it was like a honeycomb, densely packed with needle eyes. Many of the pinholes were blackened and rotten in the same condition as the wounds on the face.

　　 That is the trace left by the injection product.

　　 In addition to these, the naked body under the sheets is covered with wounds and scars. It is hard to imagine what kind of torture and abuse this girl who has just entered university has suffered in this short period of more than half a month.

　　 "Please... don't..."

　　 The girl's swollen eyes can no longer see the appearance of the person, and she can only make a faint trembling sound.

　　 Xie Lun sighed and said in an ear: "Dora, don't be afraid, Rambo asked me to rescue you."

　　 "Rambo..."

　　 The girl's body stopped trembling, but the relaxation of her spirit caused her to fall into a coma.

　　 After wrapping the girl's body with a bed sheet, Xie Lun reached out and picked it up and walked quickly out of the basement. As he walked out of the hotel, a pickup truck rushed over and stopped at the door of the hotel for a little more than ten seconds, and then quickly left.

　　 On the back seat of the pickup truck, Rambo's fingers trembling slightly, stroking the girl's hair. He, who has always remained a tough guy, has already burst into tears at this time: "It's fine to live, and there is hope when you live... It's okay, Dora, you are safe... Now we go home, your grandma is still waiting you……"

　　 Everyone else in the car looked at the girl in grief and angrily, only Sharon's face was calm: "Zelaya, you should know where the boss of the Tum family lives?"

　　 Selaya, who was driving, was taken aback, and subconsciously nodded and said: "I know, it's just east of Sangxi City, but why are you asking about this?"

　　 "Blood debt is paid, can't let this girl's blood flow in vain, right?"

　　 While speaking, Xie Lun steadily loaded the pistol.

　　As the largest gang in Sangxi City and the surrounding area, the Tum family, the residence of its leader Huck, is not comparable to Scott in terms of luxury or security.

　　 In addition to dozens of gunmen's bodyguards, dozens of police dogs, and snipers high above the villa, there are even two machine guns at the gate.

　　 "What's the situation with Scott?"

　　 Huck stood in front of the bulletproof French windows of the villa with his hands on his back. Behind him are five or six people, standing or sitting, all of his confidants and family backbones.

Hearing Huck’s question, one of his subordinates quickly replied: “The gunshots have gradually stopped. The inside line we have placed beside Scott has also fed back information. The five masked men who raided Scott’s residence The armed men of the United States are quite strong. Without the support sent by the Gabriel family, Scott’s gang of trash would never be able to stop the enemy."

　　 "Can the identities of those armed men be determined?"

　　 "It can only be said that those people are extremely well-trained and very tenacious. Even if they were besieged by more than a dozen elite Gabriel killers, they were still able to evacuate in an orderly manner, and even took away the bodies of their companions."

　　 Huck sneered: "I heard that Scott was set up at a stronghold on the opposite side and was served by a US police officer. How many police officers did he kill?"

　　 One of his subordinates nodded and said: "It is said that the American policemen triggered the bombs that were preset in the warehouse and were all bombed into the sky."

　　 Huck turned around and said, "Then guess that the attack on Scott this time is related to the other side?"

　　 "The US government?"

　　 The men talked about it

　　 "It is very likely that the bottom line on the US side is that no lives can appear. Scott did too much that time. After so many police officers have died, how could the US government let him go."

　　 Amidst the discussion, a mobile phone rang on the desk of one of his men. When he heard it, his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly stood up and reported to Hacker: "Boss, something has happened to the Tata Hotel."

　　 Huck frowned and said, "What's the situation?"

　　 "Half an hour ago, there was a gunshot in the hotel. The nearby eyeliner wanted to report, but neither the landline nor the mobile phone can make a normal call. So until now, the guys below have not passed this news up."

"Trash, in half an hour, even if you use running, you can come and deliver the letter?" Huck roared angrily. ."

　　 One of his staff asked carefully, "Is it necessary to send someone over at the hotel?"

　　 "Nonsense, of course send someone over..."

"No!" A middle-aged man in a suit suddenly said, "Boss Huck, it's been half an hour, and it's too late to send someone over. Now, the more important thing is here, who can guarantee Wouldn't the same thing as Scott happen here?"

　　 Seeing his most loyal and trusting confidant~lightnovelpub.net~ the anger on Huck’s face instantly disappeared. Frowning for a moment, he nodded slowly and said, "Yes, Bilbom, you are right. It's just a hotel. I can rebuild it anytime I want, but here..."

　　 He sneered, and said humanely to the middle-aged man in the suit: "Call two more teams."

　　 The middle-aged man nodded and just wanted to call. Suddenly there was a piercing gunshot outside, followed by the screams of people and the barking of dogs... a noisy movement!

　　 Xie Lun is like the governor in "Terminator", dually wielding two machine guns and shooting frantically at the left and right. The neatly decorated lawn has now become a Shura Field, full of dead bodies.

　　 As for the sniper on the top of the building, a crossbow arrow shot from nowhere directly penetrated his head.

　　 Rambo sighed slightly, drew an arrow, and put it on the bow again. And on the ground in front of him, a row of homemade feather arrows were neatly inserted.

　　 Huck’s men were stunned. It was not easy for ordinary people to hold a machine gun. However, the man in front of him not only double-held, but also firmly pressed the muzzle, resisting the recoil produced by the shot.

　　 The terrible machine gun fire, like a storm, suppressed everyone from raising their heads. Even if someone wants to shoot cold shots occasionally, a feather arrow will always fly silently in the dark, headshots with incomparable precision.

　　 The old dog also has a few teeth, not to mention a tough guy like Rambo. Even with gray hair and serious injuries, the battle has deeply penetrated his bones and blood.

　　 As long as he wants to kill, he can surely make the enemy blood flow.

　　 shed the last drop of blood.