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Yingyan Road, the street next to Yunjie, the headquarters of the Eagle Gang.It is mainly garrisoned by the younger brother of Jiang Yan, the eldest son of the Eagle Gang. Compared with Xinhua Street, Yingyan Road is several times more prosperous than Xinhua Street in terms of commercial development and the flow of people.Here, there are few barbecue stalls and night beer like Xinhua Street. Instead, there are resplendent bars or saunas.There are no pheasants blatantly soliciting customers all over the street, only rows of prostitute workers with red lights on and sitting on the sofa in various coquettish poses.

"Compared with Nan Wu, although it is not as good as it is, it is still pretty good." Ming smiled lightly, straightened his black hair, and moved forward quickly.

In the innermost part of Yingyan Road, a four-story Chinese-style villa appeared, with a small garden on the roof, which seemed to be suspended in the air in the vast night.It looks very dazzling.Ming slowly pulled out the single knife with only one left, and smiled helplessly. "If Sima Lin is not dead, I'm sure it's only a matter of time before he becomes a world-famous designer."

From eight o'clock in the evening to eleven o'clock in the evening, Ming has been lurking in a grove outside the villa like a statue, quietly observing every move in the villa. [

From the appearance of the four-storey villa, each floor is brightly lit, as if there are people living there.If it is not known in advance that except for the third floor, the rest are energized, it is really difficult to tell the difference based on the appearance.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Ming, like a god of death, ended the lives of two security guards who were dozing outside the gate of the villa, and quickly flashed into the villa.

The hall of the villa is very ordinary, and the ordinary decoration is similar to the living room of ordinary people.But everywhere in the hall, a special metal material was applied, and even the paint on the walls was replaced with this material. "Electrical materials." Ming didn't pay too much attention to these, and went straight to the third floor.

Relying on his intuition of being a killer for many years, just as he went up to the third floor, a dangerous aura hit Ming.

"Could it be that the floor where the electricity is switched on has changed." Ming stopped at the entrance of the third floor.Before coming to the villa, Ming Zao had bought an electric pen on the street. These details must be indispensable for a professional killer.

He quickly took out the electric pen and clicked at the entrance of the third floor, but there was no special power-on response.

"It seems that I was thinking too much." Ming smiled and took back the electric pen.Stranded towards the entrance.

Quickly looking for the whereabouts of Sima Duanhun, the moment he touched one of the houses, the lights on the floor suddenly flickered.

"Not good..." Ming was surprised for a while, and quickly jumped towards the entrance.At the last step of leaving the exit, every corner of the third floor was connected to high-voltage electricity in an instant.If he took a step slower, the Killer Ming at this time was already a dead body.

"It's dangerous..." Ming wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and let out a long sigh of relief. "It turns out that the floor without electricity is not just the third floor, but changes randomly."

"Be honest, little boy. Hehe" At this time, a non-standard Mandarin voice came from the fourth floor.and the cry of a teenager.

"No, please don't..." The young man's miserable cry was especially piercing in the quiet night.

"On the fourth floor..." Relying on his keen sense of hearing and judgment, Ming quickly walked into the room at the corner of the fourth floor.

At this moment, there were three people in the room, two big men who looked like foreign men, one with a white turban around his head, and the other with a beard all over his face.The two were surrounding a handsome boy about fifteen or sixteen years old.The young man curled up in a corner of the room full of fear, looking at the two foreign men in front of him in fear. "Damn it, Isa, hold him down, take off his pants first, and I'll give it to you when I get on." At this time, the big man with a beard in the room was facing a man next to him with a white scarf wrapped around his head. said the big man.

"Oman, every time this kind of thing is done by you first, and then leave it to me, you make it not tight at all, and I am not happy at all. Watching this this time makes my whole body excited, I can't do it again Let you go first." Hearing what the beard said, the big man named Isa was not happy, and said with a displeased face.

"Hey... ok... ok... I'll leave it to you..." The bearded man felt helpless and walked slowly towards the boy.

"No, please, don't..." The young man let out a hysterical cry like a frightened deer.

"Hey. Come on, the sound insulation in this room is so good, even if you fire a cannon inside, you won't be able to hear it from outside. Even if you can hear it, the villa is full of Iraqi soldiers, so it's useless. Be good, Be obedient, let's have a good time." The bearded man smiled lasciviously and tugged on the boy's pants, with a look of enjoyment.

"Oh, mygod. Iraqi soldiers? They even have glass..." Ming patted his forehead helplessly, and walked in with a knife in his hand with a smirk. [

"Who..." It has to be said that the two Iraqi soldiers had amazing reflexes. The moment Ming entered the room, the two smelled a dangerous breath.

"Hey..." Ming laughed evilly.He shut the door of the room.

"Sima Duanhun?" Ming ignored the two Iraqi soldiers, turned around and looked at the young man in the corner and asked calmly.

"En,,," the boy hugged his trembling body and nodded in fear.

"There are enemies..." the bearded man named Auman said, and two Iraqi soldiers attacked Ming at almost the same time.

"The Iraqi soldiers... have first-class marksmanship, but their combat power may not be that strong. Hehe" Ming laughed strangely, and dodged quickly, avoiding the attacks of the two.

The two Iraqi soldiers were at least twice the size of Ming. In this not-so-big room, it really greatly affected their flexibility, which was not even considered sensitive.

"Chi..." Ming quickly swung his knife and slashed at the back of Isa who was wrapped in a white turban.

It can be said that this knife used [-]% of the force, but there was no deep cut on Issa's back.Although there was blood gushing out, Yisa turned around as if nothing had happened, and punched Ming Ming.

Facing Yisa's punch, Ming lost the previous ease and quickly dodged aside.Yisa's fist directly hit an iron cabinet behind Ming, and a large piece of the iron cabinet was instantly dented. "Iraq fighters, the Iraqi fighters who can scare even the American special forces. It seems that I underestimated you." Ming tore off the sunglasses that had been wearing on the bridge of his nose, and slowly put them in his pocket.Holding the knife tightly in his hand, he looked serious.

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