Let you go undercover, not let you be arrogant enough to be a boss

The Political Department has been on Hong Kong Island for so long, so it naturally has a lot of hidden power.

Especially in order to solve shady matters, they deliberately recruited or trained several groups of mercenaries and professional killers.

One of its purposes is to deal with local gangs and people in various fields who are extremely threatening and disadvantageous to them.

Normally, these mercenaries and professional killers would not show up.

But when there are orders from the top of the Political Department, they will appear in the dark place like ghosts asking for their lives, killing people without blinking an eye.

Zhang Xiao received intelligence from the head of the MI5 headquarters and Li Shutang respectively, which once again confirmed that some senior officials in the Political Department were still desperate to deal with him.

Therefore, this time, Zhang Xiao planned to kill all the thugs of the Political Department first, cut off an arm of the Political Department, and then strike hard at the Political Department.

The time came near dawn.

Autumn in Hong Kong Island is not cold, but walking on the streets at dawn still makes people feel depressed.

This feeling has nothing to do with the reduction in traffic.

It just depends on mood and weather environment.

The cool autumn breeze blows in your face, which is originally very comforting.

However, the yellowing leaves seen on the road remind people who come and go that autumn is here and they will soon be preparing to celebrate the New Year.

It's a pity that although the new year is approaching, there are not many hard coins in my pocket.

This feeling is indescribable.

Perhaps only the bleak weather in autumn can give people this feeling of being unable to control themselves.

But this sense of desolation and helplessness can only be felt by ordinary people.

For mercenaries and killers, their long-indifferent feelings will not be so painful at all.

Dawei.

In several dilapidated villas in the wilderness, burly men were sleeping.

Perhaps it was because they had been unable to move for a long time, or perhaps because this remote wilderness was inaccessible, and they themselves were desperadoes, so no one could find their hiding place. Before they went out on a mission, they had already Gradually a laziness mentality developed, and even basic vigilance and vigilance were lost.

In the dark sky just before dawn, figures are as light as civet cats lurking here.

Feng Yuxiu, Wang Jianjun, Tian Yangyi, Guo Zhong, Lu Guang, Caishen, Xiaosi, Luan Mingheng, Aji, Achai, Chen Zhijie, several super masters or top masters gathered here.

On the periphery, a group of five people from Guanzu set up sniper rifles to prevent anyone from escaping.

The leader of the team that eliminated mercenaries and killers in this battle was Wang Jianjun, who had rich combat experience.

The captains of each team are respectively Tian Yangyi, Cai Shen, Chen Zhijie, Guo Zhong and others.

Everyone was armed just in case.

Among everyone, only Feng Yuxiu was not very proficient in firearms.

Apart from him, even Aji is now gradually proficient in basic firearms such as pistols and submachine guns.

Wang Jianjun looked around at everyone and made professional gestures to indicate to each team to act separately.

Tian Yangyi and others understood, and immediately led the members of each team to quietly lurk in various directions, and then rushed into the dilapidated villa through the broken windows and doors very lightly.

On the second floor of the largest villa.

In the master room, a middle-aged man with brown hair was smoking.

His fingers tapped the old desk in front of him from time to time, and there was an unsettling cruelty in the depths of his brown eyes, as if he would transform into an aggressive beast at any time.

In front of him sat another extremely tall and muscular black man.

Facing the shadowy white man, he didn't feel any panic or fear.

Because he and this white-skinned pig are on the same level.

They are all leaders of mercenaries.

It's just that the commanding units are different.

"Tell me, what on earth is the Political Department doing? Why did it suddenly issue an order, then end without any resolution, and now it is issuing a new order?"

The brown-haired white man suddenly stood up and frowned: "Is there any conspiracy here? Or are they having serious internal disputes now? Are they using us as their gunmen?"

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

If there are rivers and lakes, there must be disputes.

The Political Department is not monolithic either.

Some people strive for power, while others seek profit.

If someone pursues profit, there will inevitably be someone who seeks personal gain and hopes to advance themselves to a higher level.

Therefore, it is no wonder that these two lackeys of the Political Department are suspicious of the Five Seasons Flowers and Six Seasons Changes of the Political Department.

"who knows?"

The black man who is darker than chocolate shook his head and said: "You didn't know their style of doing things until the first day, so what's the use of us guessing here?"

"Humph!"

The white-skinned pig snorted coldly and said meaningfully: "Henry, are you so willing to be at the mercy of others?"

"Or else?"

Henry asked calmly.

The white-skinned pig stared at him deeply.

Just when he was about to speak.

"Boom, boom, boom."

suddenly.

Someone knocked on the door rhythmically, disturbing the white-skinned pig who was about to speak.

"Come in."

The white-skinned pig frowned and said expressionlessly.

"Creak." The door was pushed open, and a black figure walked in slowly.

Then, he actually closed the door politely.

The white-skinned pig slowly raised his head and looked at the man who entered the room. His expression suddenly changed and his pupils suddenly shrank.

He thought the person who came in was the subordinate reporting to him.

But he never expected that a strange man would come in.

Moreover, it was a young man who suddenly showed murderous intent and exuded majestic momentum after he came in!
  Who is he?
  Why can you find it here?

How did it get in?
  What about people outside?
  Eat shit!

The white-skinned pig subconsciously stood up from the chair, his face full of vigilance, he pretended to be shocked and shouted: "Who are you?"

The nigger had almost the same expression, as if a good family had encountered a rogue flower picker, and was terrified.

"who am I?"

Wang Jianjun, who was the commander of the annihilation of mercenaries and assassins, laughed, then stared at the white pig and the nigger inquiringly, and asked playfully: "Aren't you working for the Political Department? Why don't you know anything about us? "

"I do not understand what you are saying."

The white-skinned pig looked puzzled.

"Don't understand? Maybe you will understand later."

Wang Jianjun's expression changed and he responded expressionlessly.

Baipizhu really couldn't figure out who Wang Jianjun was for a while, but he wasn't just pretending.

But if you don't understand, you don't understand.

Just as Wang Jianjun finished speaking, Baipizhu suddenly opened the drawer and took out a pistol. A series of movements were performed smoothly, and he had clearly rehearsed countless times in his mind and in reality. So precise that not a second is wasted.

However, no matter how fast he is, he can't be faster than Wang Jianjun.

Even though his series of movements were flawless and flawless, Wang Jianjun was faster than him.

Because Wang Jianjun is a super master.

In an instant, he took action.

"Push!"

The three-edged military thorn stretched across the space and pierced the heart of the white-skinned pig like lightning.

At this time, the white-skinned pig had just raised its muzzle and aimed at Wang Jianjun. His index finger didn't even have time to reach into the trigger!

"Uh."

The white-skinned pig lowered his head in disbelief, looking at the heart that was constantly bleeding out. In just an instant, all the strength in his body was drained away, and even the innate ability to breathe became a A huge luxury.

"Are you worthy of being a mercenary leader?"

Wang Jianjun sneered, and used his right hand holding the triangular military thorn to exert force again, piercing his heart and straight through his back.

The nigger was extremely surprised.

But he's not slow.

Just when Wang Jianjun killed the white-skinned pig, he took action quickly.

unarmed.

All because he thought he didn't have too many worries in his own territory, so he didn't carry any weapons with him.

But when he moved, Wang Jianjun quickly pulled out the three-edged thorn and threw it suddenly.

The three-edged military thorn was like an oversized dart, piercing straight into the black man's heart.

It took less than a second for Wang Jianjun to kill the white-skinned pig, then pull out the three-edged military thorn, and then fly to kill the black man.

This shows how fast he kills people.

In terms of killing speed alone, under Zhang Xiao, he was second, and no one dared to claim first.

The nigger groaned and fell to the ground softly in pain. He didn't close his eyes until he died. It was obvious that he refused to rest in peace.

He doesn't understand.

Why is it that he, who has been running rampant in Hong Kong Island for so long, is not the enemy of this cold-faced man with murderous intent in front of him?

Wang Jianjun sneered disdainfully, then pulled out the three-edged military thorn expressionlessly, wiped the blood on the blade from the black man, and then pushed the door open and walked out.

After he eliminated the last two leaders, it was proved that all the mercenaries and killers in these bases had been spared.

Of course, no one is spared, which means that no one has the possibility of counterattack.

When he gave the order, Feng Yuxiu and others led by Tian Yangyi rushed in through the dilapidated windows and doorways, and then knocked out or killed nearly dozens of mercenary killers.

It is undeniable that these mercenary killers are all well-trained veterans with rich experience in fighting enemies.

The moment Tian Yangyi and others appeared, even in their sleep, they would subconsciously launch a counterattack.

However, what they met was not others, but super masters Tian Yangyi, Feng Yuxiu and others.

Therefore, no matter how high their professionalism is and how fast their reaction speed is, it is difficult to escape the severe blows from Tian Yangyi and others.

Many people were just like white-skinned pigs and niggas. Many mercenaries and killers died without even making a cry for help.

They died just waking up from their sleep.

After getting everything done.

The place outside the door, facing the east.

A ray of warm and warm light jumped out of the skyline, intertwined with the bright red blood in the villa, and intertwined into an extremely strange and bloody painting.

The East represents vitality.

But under the illumination of the sunrise, these villas are like Shura hell, and it makes people feel like they are in a strange ghost.

Soon, Tian Yangyi and others led their teammates to join Wang Jianjun.

Wang Jianjun distributed a cigarette to everyone, then lit one himself, squinting at the rising sun outside the door, and ordered: "Take care of the scene, I'll call Zhang Sheng." (End of Chapter)