There are eight groups of sixteen people watching the wind.

All were solved by the daggers in Yan Wu's hand.

There were also three snipers ambushed in the jungle, and these three snipers were moving forward in an orderly manner.

Yan Wu solved these people and exposed himself.

In fact, she exposed herself since she killed two criminals in the first group.

These people report numbers in the headset every minute.

Now, in just two or three minutes, fewer and fewer people are reporting the number.

The people who were called Eagle Brother before did not expose the two prisoners in their hands. They had no time to stay, and regardless of how many of their people had fallen, they continued to speed up and head forward.

They thought they were caught up by the police force.

Yan Wu's figure is even more indistinguishable than a diamond python in this dense jungle.

Fewer and fewer people are behind.

Everyone seemed to have discovered that the murderer was by their side.

Brother Ying and the goods were surrounded by people and walked forward.

From time to time, he turned his head and stared at the back of the team fiercely.

His hair was scattered around his neck, dirty and messy, and there were several scars on his face, which looked extremely ferocious.

Seeing that fewer and fewer people were cutting the back, he directed several people to point the guns at the back, and shouted that the people behind wanted to form a semi-encircle and move backwards.

He dragged one of the instructors who was beaten and could hardly see their facial features, and pointed the instructor's head with a gun: "I advise you to come out by yourself, otherwise I will let your companion's brains splatter."

Speaking of this, he chuckled: "It means a fart to splash your brain. I can nail a hundred nails to his legs and arms. Damn, you fuck out quickly!"

The quiet needles around can be heard.

Except for Brother Eagle's roar, everyone else looked around with their breath and vigilantly, trying to find clues about the "culprit".

They suddenly lost too many people. After so many people, they didn't even know whether the other party was a human or a ghost. When they thought about it carefully, they felt a little creepy.

Brother Ying gritted his teeth and looked around: "You can't step out, I'll count three times. If you don't come out, I'll slap his legs."

While speaking, he shot the instructor in the arm. The instructor's body was trembling in pain. Brother Ying picked out the socks stuffed into his mouth, hoping to make the instructor scream and respond.

Unexpectedly, the instructor endured the pain and shouted: "Don't come out, I'll die for the country, I have no regrets!"

What people like Eagle hate the most is hearing these police officers say such words.

He raised his hand without thinking, aiming the gun in his hand at the instructor's head.

Anyway, he has two hostages in his hands, so he doesn't care about one of them.

"Okay, tough enough, I like it." Brother Ying's butt poked the instructor's gun just now, and snorted coldly: "I like men like you. For the sake of your words, I want to make your death feel unbearable."

He poked hard, and the instructor was so painful that his whole body was trembling, his sweat fell off his face, and he couldn't help but hum in pain.

Then he shouted: "If you have the guts, kill me!"

Brother Ying really didn't plan to save his life.

Time is limited and cannot be delayed.

Brother Ying guessed that the other party had been fighting guerrilla warfare because the other party had few people and the large police force had not arrived yet.
Chapter completed!