Urban Conceited Soldier

"Don't worry. I'll take care of the secret sentry, so as not to disturb the patrolmen outside."

Fengshen's body is propped up from the grass.

There was a strange light in his eyes.

The clarion of the battle has been sounded in silence.

Obviously, Fengshen is ready.

He has never been a talkative person. He has always believed that action is the best interpretation of words.

So when he was ostracized by the Edwards family, he did not refute, did not argue, but quietly left, with his fist to open up a world.

When those who ridiculed him and ignored him, one by one squeezed out a smiling face to come back to him and flattered him.

Feng Shen didn't mean to die of gratitude and hatred with a smile. He waved his fist and smashed the disgusted faces in front of him.

Out of Edwards family, out of destiny!

That's what power does!

"Do it."

Fengshen twisted the joints of his body and finished the final preparatory work. The whole person rushed out like a sharp arrow from the string.

Cold light!

Cold light again!

One cold light, two cold awns!

Quietly cut through the silent night.

The northern border of the French city!

In the luxurious manor of Peter, the real power master of Raphael family, several hidden whistles quietly died.

Before their death, they stare at the copper bell like eyes, staring at the starry sky without moonlight, and they don't understand what happened at that moment.

Strength from the body loss, eyes gradually lax, pupil light began to fade.

People who are about to die begin to flash back to their own life experiences.

They died with doubt and fear.

The dart is like the sickle of death.

Quietly appear, people caught off guard, there is no ability to guard against.

They didn't think about it until they took their last breath and stopped breathing.

In the end How the enemy found them.

Obviously, they had disguised themselves well enough, and they had not been lazy all night, and they were inspecting every corner of the entrance of the manor without any dead corner.

They have doubts turn in one's grave!

"Who is it?"

A bodyguard in black who was patrolling stopped his own pace in the eyes of doubt.

He felt a shadow flash past his eyes.

But when he stopped to observe carefully, he found nothing unusual.

"Do you see it, Laurent?"

Machaer looked back at her partner, luerente, and asked in some doubt.

"What do you see? I know you just let water on the lawn again. How many times have you said that this behavior is not good. If the housekeeper finds out, you boy will leave. "

Said machaer, shaking his head, his eyes full of contempt for Lorent.

He and liorente are patrol partners.

It has been working together for nearly two years.

Both of them are members of the elite group of Blackwater, a world-famous security company. Both have been bought out by Knight Peter and become private mercenaries of the Raphael family.

For luerente's urine, machaer is still very familiar with.

Although this boy is good at skill, and his eyes can be called eagle eyes, if he does not correct his careless personality and his habit of defecation, he will surely suffer losses when he is discovered by the housekeeper and poked into Lord Peter.

As a partner, he was reminded by friendship that machal felt he should do it.

"Don't talk nonsense. Your eyes saw Lao Tzu let water on the lawn. I always talk about civilization and love sanitation. Don't think about me with your dirty thoughts."

Luerente waved his hand in some displeasure and drove out the foreboding in his mind.

Bickering with machal is a reserved program of Lorent's night patrol.

After all, no one knows how to drive into the forbidden area except a few Dafei villas.

Security work is to take precautions.

In fact, lundt never felt that there was any danger in the manor.

After all, the Raphael family is now in the ascendant in Europe. If anyone has the ability to threaten the existence of the Raphael family, who is not open-minded, will attack the notorious Knight Peter.

"Did you really not see anyone approaching here just now?"

After pondering for a moment, luerente was still a little uneasy and asked machaer another question.

Machaer was still shaking his head, half squinting his eyes, looking like a slouch.During the night shift patrol, of course, drinking is forbidden. Peter is extremely strict. Even if machaer wants to drink, he has absolutely no courage to do such a thing.

But this did not prevent him from relishing the memories of drinking in France's famous Queen's bar after his duty yesterday.

"Who is there? You can rest assured. Even if we don't see the secret sentry team, the salary is twice as much as ours. They are equipped with the latest US combat equipment. They don't send out any warning signals. Do you need to worry about it here? "

Machaer curled his lips, obviously dissatisfied with his group of sentinel members. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "I think those selected members must have licked the housekeeper's dog's ass!"

When he said this, machaer did not know that the secret sentry members who were envied and envied by him had fallen into a pool of blood quietly.

In their great arteries of the neck, a dumb dart, straight to the handle, with cold and merciless, took their lives.

The wind blows

The grass at the gate of the manor fluctuated, and the wind blew out a wave shape.

Machaer was about to share the body features of the woman model last night when his eyes widened and focused on a spot in front of him.

"Really! Someone

This was the only thought machal had before he died.

He fell, but his body didn't fall.

Lu Hao's eyes were quick, and he went directly behind Machar, holding his body, and then he gently put it on the ground.

"Since the inside has been solved, don't be so agitated."

Lu Hao is a little discontented with the wind god.

"Well, this is not to trust your skill, if this matter can not be handled well, what can I do for you? I can do it by myself."

Feng Shen shook her elegant silver hair and said indifferently.

In his hand, a golden desert eagle, against the forehead of Llorente!