The dense gunshots, like fried beans, cut through the tranquility of the night. The originally dim moonlight in the sky gradually became brighter, as if the moon was awakened by the gunshots, could no longer bear the loneliness and was ready to come out to watch the show.

The middle-aged man in Yin looked at the scene in horror.

His wife shot at the "bobcat" with her head covered in her face. The person who thought she was going to die had a silver light in her hands. The sound of fried beans had a crisp "ding-ding" sound. The bullets were blocked by a layer of silver light screen that suddenly appeared in front of the "bobcat". The stray bullets shot everywhere, and the entire second floor bounced with bullet marks.

In the blink of an eye, a round of bullets was shot out. The young woman looked at the man standing calmly in front of her in surprise, and her little mouth could not be closed. However, the middle-aged man in Yin's family trembled slightly, and his outstretched hand also swayed up and down: "You are not a bobcat, you are Canghai!"

Canghai stood there quietly, without saying anything: "Have the bullets been fired?" He was not surprised. The silver light of the turban soldier was his iconic weapon, and it was familiar to both the dark world and the commercial mercenary world. This slightly rich middle-aged man could naturally guess it.

The woman swallowed her saliva, her face was stiff, and she slowly walked to Yin's side, but Yin said excitedly: "Mr. Canghai - a misunderstanding."

Canghai ignored them, turned around slowly, walked to the wardrobe, and just held the handle at the wardrobe door, a small black muzzle directly pressed against his forehead.

Canghai was stunned, and hesitated to find that there were three rapid heartbeats in the wardrobe.

It was broken. I had already spent a lot of internal energy on the first half of the blocking bullet by using the "Lotus" to block the bullet. I didn't notice the abnormality in the wardrobe just now. It was too late. The black ghost and the bobcat had woken up and took Avril hostage.

What he was strange was that under normal circumstances, the two of them could not have woken up so quickly. However, he didn't know that his vague attitude towards the nigger just now had a little more shadow in his heart, so he took advantage of the sea to wake up the nigger privately, but unexpectedly, the nigger was captured and rescued the bobcat. If things had not developed so quickly outside the wardrobe, Avril would have suffered a great loss.

Canghai was pushed back slowly, his face slowly grinned: "I didn't expect this beauty to wake up in such a short period of time. It's so gratifying."

The one holding the gun was the nigger. At this time, she was holding a mini gun in her green hand, which was so small that the gun was not as long as the middle finger of the nigger.

"This gentleman is such a good method, which surprised us." The black ghost slowly walked out of the closet with his forehead against Canghai, staring at Canghai without blinking, as if she knew that she would die once she blinked: "Mr. Yin just now said that you are Mr. Canghai, right? Is it true?"

Canghai did not answer, but looked at the bobcat walking out from behind the nigger and Avril, who was held hostage by him.

"Stir, save me quickly." Avril struggled back and forth in the bobcat's iron fist, shouting at Canghai. The bobcat steadily controlled Avril's hands and said to Canghai: "Mr. Canghai really surprised me. I have heard rumors about how you can change your voice before, but I think it's someone else's swearing, or you are a pervert, but now it seems that you have become very realistic."

"Let go of my daughter, bobcat." The middle-aged Yin family behind had already reacted from the vibration of the changes just now, walked from the door to the middle of the hall, about three meters away from Canghai and Nigami, and shouted loudly.

"Mr. Yin, your guess is really accurate. We were indeed invited by Boss Cao. Let us invite you to have tea. Because you are uncertain and have been abroad, you have finally found out that you are back today-" Nigami looked at Avril in his hand: "Although today's things are quite unexpected, since your daughter is in my hands, I suggest you can still go back with us."

"I can consider letting my daughter go." The middle-aged man from Yin was very calm, and calmly surprised Canghai.

The bobcat shrugged and his hands were strengthened. Avril screamed in pain: "Stinky man, let me go."

Canghai slowly took a step forward: "Let her go. Bobcat."

The bobcat glared at Canghai fiercely: "I call you sir when I am in a good mood, because you are a legend in the mercenary world, but when I am in a bad mood, I call you kid. Boy, are your brains squeezed by the door? The current situation is that I hold this girl hostage, and the second, the lesbian nigger gay held your head--"

"Even if you just used your weapon to block those long-range bullets, you can't stop this one on your forehead. Mr. Canghai." The black ghost kept thinking about how cold the man reacted when he was stunned. When the man in front of him suddenly took a step forward, he couldn't help but speak.

"I didn't expect Mr. Canghai to be so tough. At this time, he could still be as calm as usual. Should I admire you for being extremely brave or you are very nervous? As the price of killing so many of us, I think I am happy to act as the character of killing the 'Legend of the Dark Realm'." The lynx eye of the bobcat turned from the middle-aged man lying on the ground in the middle to the stallion lying at the door, and finally said coldly: "Mr. Canghai, you have all killed more than ten brothers above me?"

Canghai looked at him, pulled down the clothes on his face, revealing his ordinary and heroic face. Just as he was about to speak, Avril suddenly struggled and said, "Your name is Canghai, it's that 'Legend' Canghai."

"What?'Legend'?" Cang Hai looked at the excited Avril with a strange expression, but his heart was ups and downs: Is it a legend?

"Yes, yes, who doesn't know, our friends have all heard of your name. Really."

"Mr. Canghai, you don't have to doubt it. You are a 'legend'. You are the most representative mercenary with the development of your mercenary career. You have experienced many battles and are covered in scars. You have also gained a reputation for Shuo Shuo. Maybe you don't know it yourself, but even us overseas mercenaries, they actually admire you very much."

When the Bobcat said this, his tone was gloomy and his expression was sinister. He looked at Avril who was under control: "Look, a girl who is not a mercenary world knows your reputation, but she knows her influence, right? Well, the nigger killed Canghai. Using Mr. Yin's daughter is enough to take Mr. Yin back."

The black ghost looked at Canghai, and his handsome face was full of strange arcs, which turned out to be so beautiful: "Mr. Canghai, please beg me, maybe I will let you go."

Canghai raised his hands to his chest and shook it gently, indicating that he would not resist, and slowly approached Nigami's side face. Nigami faced Canghai's gaze and chuckled slightly. Unexpectedly, the man said softly in her ear: "I forgot to look at it just now. Is there a female ghost in the garden painted on your underwear pocket?"

The black ghost looked at Canghai in surprise, and after a long time, he slowly said, "Boncat."

"Why, kill it quickly." The bobcat was stunned and shouted: "Snatch the time, you won't be afraid, are you? Hit it against your forehead and you are afraid that he will avoid it? It's a legend, not a myth..."

"Bang"!

The gunshot was fired. Canghai did not dodge, and he didn't even move.

Avril screamed, rushed to Canghai, and looked back—

The bobcat was staggering there incredibly, and the blood hole on his forehead was bleeding: "You...you..."

"Sorry, I like legends." The nigger shrugged and pushed it gently. The bobcat's incredible eyes were bloodshot, and he fell to the ground, with regret that he could not stand up with his eyes closed.

Yin stood there and shouted, "Little Witch, are you okay?"

Avril snuggled in Canghai's arms and said lightly: "It's natural that there is Canghai."

"That's good, that's good." Yin nodded awkwardly, knowing that he owed too much to his daughter, and being able to answer his greetings was already considered a good mood. He no longer forced to say anything else, but just laughed dryly. However, the young woman who was screaming to avenge Avril just now looked much colder at this time, just standing next to Yin.

Canghai suddenly realized that she was just showing it to Yin on the premise that she thought she would win.

Avril looked at the nigger: "How did you kill your friend?" The nigger smiled, and Avril had already lowered his head and started vomiting.

She is a girl who has always lived in the sunshine of skateboarding and street dance. She has never seen such a terrifying scene! A living person was shot and killed at close range in front of her. She even heard the sound of blood flowing out of the bobcat's forehead.

Canghai smiled bitterly and shook his head, thinking that maybe he had to find a psychological consultant for her and consult and enlighten her. But this was not his problem. He smiled at the nigger: "Let's go."

"Are you with you?" The nigger smiled charmingly and looked at Canghai. The latter shrugged: "Your friends are not dead yet, don't care?"

"The Sand Eagle is gone and has no value." The black ghost pouted.

Canghai Zhanyan smiled: "Go back with me, I have something to ask you." As he said that, he turned around and was about to walk out.

"Wait, Mr. Canghai, don't you want to know why they came to take me back?"

The black shadow interrupted him: "Oh, don't worry, I will tell him. Let's go, Mr. Canghai, let's find a place to have a good chat."

"Wait." This time, the person who called for a pause was Avril who vomited heavily. She grabbed Canghai's pants, but leaned over and kept retching: "You want to compensate me for the losses."

"What loss?" Canghai stopped, looked at the little beauty who was a little embarrassed at this time and smiled.

"You let me see the murder scene! Stay here to chat with me all night and accompany me to suffer mental loss, otherwise I will call the police." Avril's unyielding spirit came up again.

"Little sister, it seems that I am the one I killed. If you want to accompany me, I will accompany you." The black ghost suddenly said with a smile.

"Little sister?" Avril seemed to be irritated and her chest thrust: "Are you big?"

Canghai gave the two of them a blank look, continued to walk out, and stopped by the middle-aged Yin family, saying lightly: "Mr. Yin, you are Yin in the underworld, right?"

"Yes, it's me, but--" Yin was stunned. Hearing something wrong in Canghai's tone, he hurriedly explained, but was interrupted by Canghai: "If you have any questions in the future, you may naturally trouble you."

"That's not a problem." The middle-aged man of Yin's family was also a character, so he calmed down immediately: "I'll wait."

"Can you use your cell phone?" Canghai said to the young woman. He knew that under normal circumstances, the young woman was holding the cell phone and serving the rich man around her.

Sure enough, the coldness on the young woman's face immediately faded away. She took out a pink mobile phone from her sable jacket and reached out to Canghai: "Sir, please use it--"

"No need." The mobile phone in the young woman who lost the Aviary Network: "Canghai, I have a phone number in my room, come in and call."

The nigger reached out his delicate jade hand directly, and a mobile phone on his hand was even more pleasing to the eye.

Avril said suspiciously: "I'm really puzzled. I remember when you were in a coma just now, I touched you several times. You had nothing but fat. You just got a gun and now you have another cell phone. I want to ask, where are you hiding?"

The nigger smiled and said, "Old adults, children don't care."

The two of them talked, Canghai picked up the cell phone on the ground, and thought for a long time before he remembered Ouyang Feier's number. As soon as he called, Ouyang Feier's roaring voice came from over there: "Where have you died?"

"I'm outside, I'll go back tomorrow."

"Where are you tonight? Dear?" Ouyang Feier's voice softened and said, "I'll go find you."

"No need, Brother Canghai is with me." Avril leaned over to his phone and shouted loudly. Yin smiled quietly beside him.

"...Who are you?" Ouyang Feier's tone stabilized. She was relieved that her appearance could not infringe on her without any gaps in contact with her. She didn't believe that there was any girl who could be more attractive than her.

"Hmph, her girlfriend." Avril could hear from this voice that it was the perfect girl he met in the sword that day. In his heart, he suddenly felt uncomfortable and wanted to shout.

Ouyang Feier giggled: "Then be careful, be careful not to get up for a week."

"You..." Avril, who was still a girl, naturally burned his face. Canghai frowned and said softly: "Be good, don't talk nonsense, it was Fenghuang who said it next to him."

"Hehe, you can guess all this." Ouyang Feier admitted with a smile. She was very happy. This man knows her very well, just as she knows him.

"Go to bed earlier and I'll go back tomorrow."

"Oh, I got it, don't let others fall in love with you."

Canghai subconsciously thought of the doctor and said bitterly: "No one likes me except you like me, so he has died."

After hanging up the phone, Canghai asked Yin to arrange a room for him. The young woman quickly cleaned the room. Canghai thanked him and walked in by himself. Then the black ghost moved in calmly: "They have been cleaned up by Mr. Yin and I. I am homeless. Let's make do with it here tonight."

Avril also came in: "I need psychotherapy. I was stimulated."

As if no one was by the sea, he took off his coat and waved at the two of them. I was asleep." Then he lay down.

He was really tired and exhausted his internal energy twice in a row. He first took Avril to run away twice in the air, and then blocked the bullet with "lovers". Even he needed deep sleep. This was why he lived here standing. He couldn't hold on and then took the bus back.

The nigger sneered at Avril, took off his coat, revealing his black top and bottom underwear, and his charming curves looked at Avril. Seeing Canghai lying over there, Avril took off his clothes, but was wearing white lace underwear. He was a little nervous and shy, and a little competitive, standing opposite the nigger, facing each other.

"Mr. Canghai", the nigger suddenly looked at Avril and shouted: "Do you know why I call a nigger? Because all my underwear is black, and several of my sets are of the same color."

Avril looked at the black ghost with contempt, but saw Canghai without saying a word: "Shameless."

The nigger giggled: "In the past, when I was at your age, I thought that vixen were all bad women, but later I realized that vixen is the woman among women. Little sister, do you want to get out of bed for a week?"

"Bah, you just thought." Avril wanted to pick up the clothes and put them on, but he refused to lose to this annoying woman. However, the woman in front of her was not only beautiful, but also had a slightly mature figure than her, and seemed to be more open...

She shook her head hard, and the nigger smiled: "What? You really don't want to, then you go out, I'll have a good chat with Canghai, and then do some exercise. You'll be delaying good things here."

Even though she knew that the nigger was angry with her on purpose, she had an exciting "air travel" with Canghai, and she knew that he was Canghai, and her heart that had been closed had already opened, and she was the kind of person who would do everything she could once she decided to do. Faced with the nigger's stimulation, she pouted: "Why don't you go out? I...I want him too..."

The black ghost shrugged, reached out to hold his hand in front of his chest, his eyes blurred, but he raised his chest to Avril's demonstration, stretched his slender legs to the bed, gently swam into the quilt of Canghai. The next moment, his body slid into Canghai's arms like a snake.

She knew the value of Canghai to her organization's poetic chant. A mercenary like her who was undercover outside directly contacted the upper level of the organization and clearly knew the trends of the upper level of the organization. She knew better than anyone else about the organization's emphasis on Canghai.
To be continued...