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The dense gunshots gradually stopped, and only nine of them were left leaning on the iron box, looking sideways at the figure standing in the aisle, the hand holding the gun trembled a little, Smith was shot in the arm, trembling Changing magazines, he knows a little bit about ability users. The two seconded from the upper echelon just now disappeared in a short period of time. They stared at each other's eyes, full of horror.
Fred, who was not far away, and the two policemen froze in fright, "What happened just now?"
"The person who sprayed in his hand seems to have been beaten into a puddle of rotten meat."
One of the policemen looked at the shattered figure on the ground, and stammered in response to his companion's words, with a visibly trembling voice.
At this time, an Eastern European man wearing a duckbill cap came in with a fat old man in black leather. The old man tilted his sunglasses, looked at cia behind a hidden bunker in the distance, and there were several figures in white coats, and smiled sarcastically: "You're here too" Moments later, Zon reached out and took off his sunglasses, put them on the bridge of his nose, and threw the old man beside the four young men squatting over there, squatting with downcast eyes. Together, you look at me, and I look at you, all embarrassed to speak.
Over there, the Eastern European man walked a few steps and nodded towards Downes in the aisle ahead.
"It's done outside."
The smile on the latter's face was even wider, stepping on the blood and flesh spilled on the ground, making a 'pop' sound on the soles of the shoes, looking at the hiding cia in front and on both sides, as well as one or two police caps, and spread his hands with fingerless gloves .
"Let me make a formal self-introduction. My name is Downs. I have nothing to do with the Hound Organization. Among you, I have met Director Smith in the information."
He smiled and looked at Smith, whose arm was stained red. His face was pale and his arms were trembling. Seeing that he still did not give up changing the magazine, Downes shook his index finger.
"Respectable Director Smith, I feel relieved. I will not kill you today. I still need you to bring my name back to the cia headquarters, and remember to be on the list of the most dangerous. As for the others ¡±
His eyes swept over the cia agents, policemen, and several researchers behind the iron box bunker.
"just keep a small part."
In the last sentence, the remaining nine cias froze for a moment. Near the mechanical platform where the energy ring was stored, Linda hugged Natalie beside her, almost crying out of fright. Under the skirt, two legs Shaking like a sieve, a urge to urinate wants to overflow.
"Boss, who are they"
It's okay to say that the gunfight, after all, is in the news every day, and I can barely accept it, but the tall man cracked his flesh with a punch. Thinking of that scene, he subconsciously clung to Natalie again.
"It would be great if the tiger was here"
On the side, Natalie's breathing was a little disordered, and she still pressed Linda's trembling back in comfort. She couldn't see a look of fear on her face, but she was still a little uneasy in her heart, but even if she was as scared as Linda, what could she do? Woolen cloth?
If the other party only took away the energy conversion device, then maybe everyone's lives could be saved.
"You take the things away!"
Natalie took a deep breath, stood up suddenly, and pointed to the metal ring lying quietly on the mechanical table, "However, I hope you can let everyone here go."
With a ferocious gaze, Downes looked at the brown hair, the blue eyes, the gaze slowly moving down, the plump breasts, the slender waist, the legs that were already wearing glass silk under the white coat, and he said lightly. laugh out loud.
"Smart woman, but you don't have to give it to me, I can easily take it away. And, you are such a beautiful woman, there are still two."
Behind him, an Eastern European man named Zorn frowned slightly, and the flowered kerchief on the other side shook his head at him to signal to leave it alone.
"I'm afraid you are dreaming, Mr. Downes!"
Fred leaned against the iron box and yelled towards that side. As a policeman, he would not agree to such a thing in his bones. Immediately, he squinted at Smith who was a little ahead, and slapped the gun back with the revolver in his hand. He half-kneeled and leaned forward to raise his gun.
Boom!
Flames spewed out from the muzzle of the gun. Standing there, Downes tilted his head. Sparks bounced off the wall behind him. In the next second, he lifted his foot to the iron box in front of him to print shoe prints. , the iron box moved against the ground, and hit the iron box in front of Fred at an extremely fast speed. The huge impact directly sent the inspector flying upside down, sliding several meters on the ground, twisting his arms It was a low growl of pain hanging down to the ground.
"Do it!"
Smith roared, surrounded by nine cia agents, and two police officers stood up and pointed their guns at the police.The man was instantly suppressed by the firepower of the armed personnel at the warehouse gate, and was pressed back to hide behind the iron box among the densely bouncing sparks.
The four youths on the side of the door tightened their necks, and a ricochet hit them nearby, and they were crowded even tighter. Long Xingzheng scolded them, and then a bullet grazed the side of his face and hit the wall behind him. The old man yelled directly He got up and squeezed into the middle of the four.
Among the countless flickering and splashing sparks, Downes seemed to be listening to the most beautiful music, Xin Ting walked towards the mechanical platform, swept over the cia who was beaten and dared not poke his head, and clicked his tongue twice.
"This is the CIA intelligence agent of the United States?"
Someone emptied the magazine, pulled out the dagger and rushed over. Downs casually raised his fist and slammed the other side's door. Without looking at whether he was dead or not, he slowly approached the mechanical platform, and looked at the iron ring on it with his hands behind his back. .
"I took the things, you guys have discussed it, who will die and who will live?"
In the hoarse words, he glanced at Natalie and Linda who were squatting at a long table not far away, grinned between their bushy beards, and reached for the ring on the table.
Boom¡ª¡ª
Suddenly there was the sound of glass shattering, and the burly figure stretched out his hand and looked sideways. The windows above the warehouse shattered and flew, roaring through the air, and an iron pipe as thick as an arm shot straight in. The big man dodged sharply, and the armed man next to him who pulled the trigger disappeared instantly, and only a series of blood drops fell in mid-air.
When the people around looked intently, the iron pipe pierced through the person's body and pierced deeply into the metal wall of the warehouse, humming and trembling with little energy left.
"Is there anyone else outside?!" Downs looked back at Zorn. The Eastern European man who was in charge of cleaning up the outside was also stunned. Seeing the men hanging on the wall come back to his senses, an armed man standing behind him In the corner of the eye, the weapon fell to the ground with a 'slap', and the person was grabbed by a big hand protruding from the outside and dragged to the corridor outside the door.
"Ken!" Zorn yelled, and rushed outside together with the flower turban, and all he saw was the hand who was pulled outside, lying motionless on the ground with his neck twisted.
With the sudden change, the warehouse fell silent instantly. Smith and several cia agents breathed nervously, listening to the movement around them, and looking at each other, not knowing what happened.
The two women huddled together were also looking around. Linda pulled down her skirt and wanted to speak, but Natalie stopped her by raising her finger, and pointed to the outside.
Over there, Downes picked up the ring, looked around, his face was a little bad, and he seemed to hear other movements in the rainy night outside in his ears.
Hush, huh, huh the sound of rain.
The wind was blowing and the rain was whimpering and running across the eaves. The armed soldiers in the row at the barn door seemed to feel that there was a predatory beast outside, grinning and roaring, wandering around with silent footsteps, hiding in the darkness and waiting Bared his fangs.
The dangerous breath made them feel chills running from their backs to the back of their necks, and it was chilly.
Zon under the eaves outside the door seemed to be dazzled to see the colorful tiger head disappearing in the darkness outside, and hurriedly chased after him, but bumped into someone head-on, and instinctively stretched out his hand to grab it and hit him. Qing is Bo Wa who is guarding outside.
"Zorn, I saw the captain!" The steamy woman yelled at the man in a panic, "He's back!"
Zon froze.
The man in the flower turban named Ken over there was also stunned.
Just at this moment, a crisis arose spontaneously in the hearts of several people, and a huge depression fell on their shoulders in an instant. The next second, a tiger roar was faintly heard coming from the rainy night.
At the same time that the timid chill climbed into my heart, a metal wall of the warehouse broke open with a bang, and the metal rolled inwards to reveal a big mouth. A tall figure rushed in like a cannonball, knocked over an iron box blocking the way, and was covered in water vapor. As if unable to catch up with the speed of the figure, a human-shaped outline appeared in midair, and the moment it fell to the ground¡ª¡ª
The tall figure suddenly swung his fist, and the air burst into a tiger's roar. Downs in front of the mechanical platform over there folded his arms, and with a bang, the terrifying punch hit his arms.
The iron plate under Downes' feet was twisted and sunken, and the whole person slammed into the metal wall on the other side in a black straight line from all sights.
In the warehouse, except for the reverberation of the wall humming, everything became dead silent.
Natalie raised her gaze, and there was a silhouette of a man in a soaked white shirt standing there, raindrops were slowly sliding across the Beijing opera mask on his face, dripping down. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com