"boom!"

When Jacks fell to the ground and died gradually, Ye Tianlong also sat down exhausted.

Looking at the almost impervious woods and the helicopters whizzing by, he was very depressed and looked at the signal flare he was carrying with him.

The flares were given to him by the Kong family gunmen when they entered the jungle. They were fired when they were asked to find Jacks' location or ask for help, and the large troops would pass by.

Ye Tianlong originally wanted to kill Jacks and cast it out, but he never expected that the final effect of the signal flare was to burn Jacks crotch.

"It looks like I will stay up all night before going out."

Looking at the gloomy woods, Ye Tianlong also lay down, took out the broken mobile phone and scanned, feeling a lonely inexplicably.

Killing the three-handed werewolf made Ye Tianlong one less trouble, but he was not too happy, and there was a touch of helplessness.

I originally thought that the battlefield far away from the rain of bullets could reduce the number of artillery fires from day to day. Who knows that there is still a cruel battlefield around him.

Moreover, Ye Tianlong also vaguely smelled a dangerous aura. Zhao Ditian's serious illness not only caused the five people to have their own hearts, but also made the world's mercenaries ready to move.

Rather than saying that Jacks came to Hong Kong City this time to kill himself and Confucius, it was better to say that this was a test of the Chinese government by the underground world.

"It's really eventful!"

Ye Tianlong turned his thoughts in his mind, then closed his eyes tiredly, and wanted to rest for a while before leaving. At this moment, his ears moved slightly.

"Wow!"

With almost no extra thoughts, Ye Tianlong grabbed Jack's spear and pointed it at the movement, and in his field of vision, a woman with strong clothing also rushed into it.

The other party also made a mistake with his hands, a submachine gun and a flashlight were crossed and pointed at Ye Tianlong who was lying on the ground.

Ye Tianlong shouted: "Who?"

Camouflage on the face of the woman with strong clothing, and the palm flashlight stimulated her eyeballs. Ye Tianlong couldn't see each other for a while, but the hand holding the gun was as steady as Mount Tai.

He did not shoot immediately because he was worried about accidentally injuring the friendly forces.

Hearing Ye Tianlong's scolding, the flashlight's light dimmed slightly, revealing the facial features of a woman with a strong outfit, Ye Tianlong said in surprise: "Miss Murong?"

The visitor was Rong Xueli's fiancée, Murong Ningyan, dressed in strong clothes, carrying a sniper rifle, holding a submachine gun, and a short rifle and military stab in the boots.

The tightly wrapped clothes not only didn't make Murong Ningyan lose her feminine charm, but also made her tall figure more uneven.

Her hair curled up, making her pink neck more slender, as noble and glamorous as a swan.

The strength of the weapons and clothing, the weakness of the body and the pretty face made Murong Ningyan a huge contrast, giving a strong impact to life.

At this moment, she was full of vigilance, and with endless fierceness, when she heard Ye Tianlong call out her name, her eyes fluctuated, and she screamed:

"Ye Tianlong?"

She was a little surprised and shouted: "Are you not dead?"

Ye Tianlong was a little speechless to a good friend woman: "Tsk, how do you say this? I don't know, I thought you were sorry I was alive."

Although the person who recognized it was Murong Ningyan, Ye Tianlong only lowered his muzzle and did not immediately put down the gun. Experience kept him on guard.

"that's not what it means."

Murong Ningyan flashed a smile, and took the topic: "The fierce fighting was so tragic just now, and then everything fell silent. I instinctively thought it was dead."

"Sorry, I can't speak, I apologize to you."

She slowly lowered her submachine gun: "I just want you to know that Shao Rong and I want you to be safe."

Ye Tianlong responded with a smile, "Thank you Miss Murong, by the way, why did you come in? It's so dangerous, you shouldn't come in alone."

He was a little curious that Murong Ningyan committed the danger. After all, Jacks was notorious, and the top of the mountain had already demonstrated his strength, and Murong Ningyan was also committing the danger alone.

Murong Ningyan seemed to have guessed Ye Tianlong's question early, and rarely responded with a smile:

"Today there was too much noise. Not only did Kong's gunman killed and injured 50 people, but three police helicopters were also shot down. This is considered a high-level alert."

"Out of security considerations, Hong Kong City has classified it as a terrorist act and also issued a request for assistance to the garrison."

Murong Ningyan's pretty face had a little bit of death: "So the garrison stepped in and surrounded the mountain, not allowing any bad guys to escape."

"Confucius called the capital, briefed the incident and asked the capital to send a good hand to wipe out Jacks."

She added: "Young Shao Rong learned about the situation and knew that you broke into the forest to hunt down, so he called me and asked me to protect you."

Ye Tianlong was taken aback, and then sighed softly: "Young Shao Rong is interested, thank you Miss Murong too."

"You are his best friend, and he fears that you are natural."

Murong smiled brightly: "After I learned about the situation of the three-handed werewolf, I knew that the intrusion of a large force was equivalent to seeking death, so I touched it in alone."

"I hope I can find you, or help you kill Jacks."

Ye Tianlong smiled bitterly: "You are too impulsive, Jacks is very dangerous, you come in alone, it is easy to be hunted by him."

Murong red lips lightly said: "I know, but I can't wait to do nothing. How can I be worthy of Xueli's request?"

"And I have confidence in you, you can't kill Jacks, and you can hurt him seriously. When he was at his peak, I might not be an opponent."

She expressed a sense of self-confidence: "But he was seriously injured, and I may not lose to him. You know, my name as a military flower is not blown."

Ye Tianlong didn't think Murong Ningyan was arrogant, he couldn't see through this woman, and he had seen her skill, so he didn't think she was good self.

A light breeze stroked it, bringing up the fragrance of a woman, which was definitely not the smell of any kind of perfume, but the natural body fragrance that radiated from the body.

Murong Ningyan put away the submachine gun and took out some wound medicine to Ye Tianlong: "My tracking ability is pretty good, so I can pinpoint the approximate position."

"I heard grenade explosions and bullets roaring here, so I rushed over to take a look. When I was about to approach, all the sounds were gone."

Murong Ningyan smiled: "I thought you were dead with the werewolf, so I was very surprised and surprised to see you safe and sound."

"He is a three-handed werewolf, right?"

She carried the gun and walked to the body of Jacks, frowning slightly to drive away the smell of burnt muscles, and said with emotion: "Leave the whole body to count his life."

"Killing so many people in Hong Kong City and blasting off three helicopters is a challenge to our dignity."

Then she squatted down beside Ye Tianlong: "Ye Shao, you killed even the world's third mercenary. It seems that Xueli said that you are really strong and lack water."

"Good luck..."

Ye Tianlong coughed, and then spit out a mouthful of blood, Murong Ningyan's eyes narrowed slightly: "Ye Shao, you are also seriously injured?"

Ye Tianlong smiled calmly: "If you can hold it, you can kill another half Jacks."

Murong Ningyan smiled and asked, "Really able to hold it? Seeing you are bleeding a lot."

Ye Tianlong raised his head and said, "This blood is basically Jakes's. I have a skin injury."

Murong Ningyan nodded, did not answer, just looked at Ye Tianlong calmly, for a long time, she put her hand in her arms and took out a signal flare:

"Let me call reinforcements!"

After that, she released the signal flare. Not long after, two helicopters approached the air, hanging down a few ropes, and sliding down four or five soldiers...

Then another helicopter arrived, and it was Confucius's confidant, Old Ghost, who fell from the ladder.

Ye Tianlong dropped the gun, fell back to the ground, with his feet up and down, completely relaxed...