Excellent beauty's personal security guard

Zhao Jianhui concentrated and calmed down, scratched twice on the wall with a thin steel wire, then gently hooked a few hooks, and then stretched out his hand to push. The wall has been obedient and turned slowly, revealing a door that can just let a person in and out.

However, when Zhao Jianhui flashed in, he couldn't help but blush and get angry.

Zhao Jianhui opened the door and went in. The man was in high spirits. He just glanced at him with the rest of his eyes. When he saw Zhao Jianhui wearing the clothes of the guild hall, he took Zhao Jianhui as a companion and didn't care. He continued to clap on Yan dance with his hands and whispered, "come and help me. I'll come first, and then you."

Zhao Jianhui glanced and saw that this guy actually threw his clothes all over the ground. In his clothes on the ground, there was an oriental machete with a scabbard, just like a Mongolian knife. It was short and not full of feet. Zhao Jianhui went over and bent down to pick it up. The guy was still panting and shouted, "baga, what are you doing? Don't come quickly."

Since Zhao Jianhui put on this skin, everyone bent down and saluted all the way, but the guy in front of him actually scolded with his mouth open. It can be seen that this person has a higher identity than the Matsushima who was killed by himself.

Killing with a knife is not like what some people think. It's very simple to insert a knife in the chest. In fact, a person with a knife can still do a lot of things.

Professional killing depends on where the knife is inserted. The so-called killing with one knife means that there is no room for counterattack after inserting the knife

The guy scolded the man and gasped with his mouth open. The girl began to deal with the woman under her hard, covering his mouth with one hand from behind. The sharp paratrooper knife went straight up his jaw, and the tip of the knife crushed his brain. Dongyang bastard struggled in horror, but a second later he became convulsed and blood gushed out. The guy's eyes turned white and his body was straight. Yan Wu didn't know what had happened and was still twisting and struggling.

Zhao Jianhui put him down, went up and picked up the rope binding Yan dance with a knife. She was scratched on her chest, waist and thigh. At a glance, she knew that she had been tortured, but she didn't know whether she had lost her body.

Zhao Jianhui untied the small ball blocked in her mouth. Yan Wu saw that it was Zhao Jianhui. She threw herself directly into his arms and burst into tears. Zhao Jianhui quickly motioned her to keep quiet and quickly helped her dress: "when were you caught? Do you know how many of them?"

"You blocked the camera at the door. After they found it, they began to search the guests inside and check the membership cards one by one. I was caught without a membership card. I don't know exactly how many people there are in the other party. It seems that... There must be at least thirty or forty... "Yan Wu is still in shock, but she is a specially trained agent. Her face turned pale just now, but what she says now is still very clear.

"Do you know where a girl they later caught was put?" Zhao Jianhui is most concerned about the whereabouts of you Xiaoran. Now there is more than an hour before the time limit set by Naimi Kikukawa, but God knows whether this woman will keep her word? In addition, it is difficult to ensure that the two dead people below will not be found by the other party. If the other party finds out that he has killed someone and disappeared, you Xiaoran will be even more dangerous.

"I also want to hear that they caught another girl, remember..." Yan Wu thought hard. Zhao Jianhui suddenly hugged her and rolled over the tatami. He stared at a small bookshelf around him with his feet and turned it over. The swallow dance Hemingway understood how it could be. A dense hail of bullets roared to the wooden door. The wooden door was full of transparent holes, and the sawdust splashed. After the bullet penetrated the wooden door, it hit the bookshelf again, making the bookshelf fly with paper and sawdust.

Zhao Jianhui rolled to the corner of the wall holding the swallow dance. The bullet swished past the two people. Zhao Jianhui's two trouser legs were scratched with flowers.

Immediately after the door was kicked open, a man rushed in with a pistol and continued to shoot at the place where the two men were hiding. There was also a silencer on his pistol, and the sound of the gun was dull and weak. While he rushed in, Zhao Jianhui rolled out from behind the bookcase. His armed hand moved with Zhao Jianhui's body and pulled the trigger wildly. But Zhao Jianhui's body can always avoid flying bullets before he shoots. Then he pointed his gun at the man, and they pulled the trigger almost at the same time.

With the dull sound of the bullet hitting the target, the man's eyebrows burst into a blood hole. The whole back of his head was lifted by the powerful kinetic energy generated by the deformed bullet, and blood and brain splashed out. He turned over and fell without humming. Then Zhao Jianhui heard the voice of a woman outside, and then the voice became a scream.

"Naimi Kikukawa!" Zhao Jianhui felt that his blood began to burn. He had completely entered the state of War: "I swear not to be a man if I don't kill you today."

Zhao Jianhui picked up the man's gun and threw it to Yan Wu. After checking the man, he found a cartridge clip full of bullets, which Zhao Jianhui naturally impolitely put into his waist.

After running a few steps, he passed through the small door, and Zhao Jianhui jumped out of the corridor. All the lights in the corridor had gone out, but the woman's running footsteps came through clearly. Zhao Jianhui's body hasn't landed yet. The gun in his hand judges the position by the sound and fires fiercely at the other party.

The woman is not simple. She can not only escape the bullets shot by Zhao Jianhui in the dark, but also has weapons in her hand. Zhao Jianhui knows that she uses an M-type Colt Pistol with a silencer. When Zhao Jianhui shoots, she does not hesitate to raise her gun and shoot. At the same time, she leaps forward like a bird, accompanied by the flying fragments of the broken wall, Naimi Kikukawa is about to escape to the exit of the corridor.

Zhao Jianhui jumped and dodged quickly. After she landed, she rolled on the spot. The bullet fired by Zhao Jianhui had crossed her and hit the wall in front of her.

Seeing that Zhao Jianhui blocked her way with bullets, Naimi Kikukawa simply turned over and raised her gun to aim at Zhao Jianhui while Zhao Jianhui's bullets were ahead of her.

Her shooting was fast and accurate, and her movements were very fast. The bullets almost flew close to Zhao Jianhui's body, smashing the ground and walls around him.

Seeing that she turned back and was not running away, the muzzle of the gun in Zhao Jianhui's hand was also spitting out flames, and there was a sudden danger around Naimi Kikukawa. The two of them move and shoot at high speed in this narrow space, and the fiery red trajectory flashes frequently when the bullet flies, which is particularly clear.

Yan dance, standing behind Zhao Jianhui, simply lost its place. Because the corridor was too narrow, she had to avoid the bullets shot by kimikawa Naimi. She couldn't help Zhao Jianhui.

"Fuck you!" Zhao Jianhui ran and ran. His body rose obliquely and vertically. He jumped more than a meter high and kicked on the wall. With the force of a kick, his body suddenly accelerated in the air, changed the line, took off and went straight into her dead corner. Naimi Kikukawa didn't expect Zhao Jianhui to have this hand, but it was too late to react. Zhao Jianhui raised her hand and threw out the gun with all the bullets in her hand. She subconsciously hid. The hand holding the gun shot Zhao Jianhui from the backhand.

Zhao Jianhui tried his best to push aside when he touched the ground. After avoiding the shot, he jumped in front of her.

Naimi Kikukawa did not expect that Zhao Jianhui could avoid the gun. She was surprised and flew back. As soon as her hand was raised, Zhao Jianhui swept it, and the pistol flew out.

Zhao Jianhui roared and swept her head with a whirlwind leg. She lowered her head in time to avoid a disaster. As soon as her body retreated, she immediately launched a counterattack and quickly swept towards Zhao Jianhui's neck with the wind.

Zhao Jianhui took a firm horse step and raised his arm to block the blow. Unexpectedly, her boxing and foot skills were not vague. The strength was so heavy that she kicked Zhao Jianhui reeling.

When Naimi Kikukawa saw Zhao Jianhui retreat, she jumped up like a bolt of lightning. She turned her left foot and flew up. Zhao Jianhui put enough strength to prepare for another hard block. As a result, Naimi kikakawa's move was a false move. Her right foot supporting her body rose up again bit by bit. While her body was rotating in the air, her right leg aligned with the empty space in Zhao Jianhui's abdomen, and Zhao Jianhui raised her right leg to block, Unexpectedly, her body fell down, her right arm supported the ground, but she held her body in mid air, and her left foot kicked on Zhao Jianhui's calf.

The huge force threw Zhao Jianhui's body into the air. Unexpectedly, her body hadn't landed yet. Her body turned again like a hip-hop dance. She danced with her two arms and kicked Zhao Jianhui's crotch. Zhao Jianhui kicked out two or three meters away. As he flew out of the air, Zhao Jianhui took a deep breath, pointed his toes, and stood up.

Kikukawa Nami "pa" a beautiful handstand, stood up and looked at Zhao Jianhui contemptuously: "useless man, I've tried your ability, and it's really vulnerable."

Zhao Jianhui slipped forward and said with a smile, "really? Then try this again... "Seeing Zhao Jianhui sliding rapidly, Naimi Kikukawa stared at him again in surprise. She originally thought that her corner should be able to break Zhao Jianhui's bone. Even if the man stood in front of his eyes, it was just a bluff. I don't know that his legs are very flexible. It's like a bone being kicked off by himself?