"Signal……"

The two of them were handled like lightning in the conditioned reflex. Liu Ying, who was still not fully awake, had time to look at his hands in confusion, floating half stupidly and half dumbly. Suddenly, his body lost its inexplicable strength and fell to the ground. "Bang~" a strong butt fell backwards, causing Liu Ying to completely bewilder.

"Damn it, what's the point?" Liu Ying, who was not facing the messy things in her body for the first time, murmured helplessly: "Who plays a game? You also have upgraded and restored your blood, and lit up the skill tree?"

If you don't understand, you throw it aside in advance. The most important thing at the moment is that you have already alarmed the patrol post. Liu Ying got up and took out the drugs to cover the mouth and nose of the two. Feeling their breathing heavier, they quickly changed into one of the security guards' uniforms, took out Bolaida, steel needle, grenade and thermal imager from their backpack and inserted it into their clothes. They turned over and pressed the brim of their hats, and walked calmly towards the building area downstream of the stream.

At 4:34, Liu Ying estimated the time he was in a daze state, about 1 and a half minutes to two minutes, and smiled bitterly: "10 seconds superman, 100 seconds useless man, this "seventh sense" superpower is really useless."

"The Seventh Sense" is a noun in an ancient cartoon that Liu Ying read when she was a child. Those sporadic comic books were one of the few fun she had in childhood. When she felt that it was quite similar to her explosive ability, she named her second-class person and gave this "superpower" that was flying inexplicably.

After turning along the stream, my eyes lit up. Under the shimmering light, it was midnight, but the flying pavilion willow bridge, green tiles and blue walls, and the Penglai fairyland like the garden of Yaotai suddenly shocked the willow shadows.

Only then can children from poor families know what aristocrat is? Hehe, what is there to say? Are rich people very happy in your imagination? No! You can't imagine the happiness of rich people!

"The fragrances fall and the beauty alone, occupying all the charm towards the small garden, sparse shadows slant across the water, and the faint fragrance floats at dusk."

The words that suddenly broke into the mind scared Liu Ying, Damn! He quickly shook his head, and he had been tangled with old fools for a long time and was contaminated.

The road is winding and the landscape is completely divided between each villa, independent and quiet. Liuying recalls the map in her mind, and quickly and conceals it to search.

After years of career as a scout, Liu Ying has made her relaxed and comfortable in the face of this kind of reconnaissance, humming a small song silently, and walking through the exquisite mountain and water houses from time to time.

When it is hidden, it is silent, when it appears, it is natural and casual, sometimes it is perfunctory to illuminate the bushes, sometimes it hides in the dark and sometimes it is lazy, and sometimes it is quietly playing fighting games on the phone. In the eyes of the security personnel of various VIPs who are hidden or on duty, this stupid little security guard is obviously a rookie.

"Old Zheng, go see the rookie, why are you squatting down on the fence of our backyard?"

"What do you care about him? Just hide and be lazy, just complain tomorrow."

"Stop talking!"

"Hold!"

In the darkness, two slight voices ended the conversation. The double-open door in the backyard opened a side door. A man in black rushed out and muttered and walked towards the fence of the backyard.

Carefully avoided the vegetables grown by the boss under his feet, and his eyes passed the fence about 1.6 meters away. A pair of half-exposed leather shoes under the shadow of the shrubs outside the fence and the vague snoring made "Lao Zheng" laugh and cry.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Hey!" He scolded a few times, but the other party had no response. The snoring seemed to have increased a little. The angry "Lao Zheng" turned sideways over the fence, walked into the bushes and kicked the little security guard's calf.

When the kick was judged, Lao Zheng retracted some force in front of the leg of the person hidden in the shadow. He was not afraid of hurting people, but mainly because he was afraid that the little rookie would scream and alarm the boss.

The feet were empty, and the unexpected force point floated up an empty pants, causing Lao Zheng's feet to stagnate. Before he could react, why did this guy take off his pants and sleep? What is sleeping like? The temple and throat hurt at the same time, and his consciousness fell into darkness and softness and fell to the ground.

In the darkness, he stretched out a hand and gently supported Lao Zheng, dragged it into the bushes and put it together with the other three corpses of the snoring. Liu Ying turned off the snoring sounds recorded and played with the security guard's mobile phone, and ran into the corner of the fence like a snake and walked into the back door and closed it gently.

After lying by the door for two seconds, his eyes were completely adapted to the darkness in the house. This basement is a huge bar and tea room, quiet and without any movement. The only "living thing" is a bald man slumped on a rattan chair by the window, with a security dagger inserted in his heart, or a male corpse, who did not pull out the dagger, and the smell of blood had not yet dissipated.

After spending nearly half an hour of investigation, Liu Ying found that 11 villas were inhabited, three of which were secure and protected in a very smooth manner. This place is interrelated with the security and defense mode of a villa next to it, and there are obvious traces of military techniques! There is a single bedroom on the second floor of this building with a human-shaped bedroom, Jiang Feng! It's here!

It took a lot of time to investigate and screen targets. The headsets from the security guards had already started to doubt, question and check them 6 minutes ago. They could have nearly 20 minutes of time for themselves, thanks to the paralysis of never having an accident.

After removing the excess items on his body, Liu Ying bit the Mitsubishi military spear, fastened the "arm crossbow" with his right hand, inserted the remaining 8 steel needles on the belt, and took out Bolaida with both hands.

Liu Ying, who was ready, bit the Junzhi and took a deep breath. The long inhalation seemed to be endless. During the time of inhaling, the security guard who was unconscious under the bridge had already been heard from the headphones, roaring as if someone had sneaked in and sent someone to protect the VIP! There was no time left!

"Swish!" Liu Ying's clever figure brought out a shadow and rushed towards the stairs. After a short acceleration, he jumped up and pointed it lightly at the corner halfway, and suddenly appeared in the air at the entrance of the stairs on the first floor like a ghost.

When I was rushing forward at high speed, I saw 6 bodyguards distributed in the wide living room, 4 were distributed in four corners on the sofa and recliner, and 2 were sitting in the middle while eating peanuts while watching silent movies. Judging from the number of people observed from the thermal imager before, there should be more than 6 bodyguards behind the screen behind me.

Except for one person in the middle of the living room, the other five people had no time to react to the sudden ghosts. "Ba~Ba~Ba~Ba~" Ku heard only three gunshots, and they swung their hands 3 shots. In the 1 second from floating in the air to falling to the ground, all the six people's heads bloomed. The man in the middle didn't even have time to lift and snatch them.

A danger stinged the top of Liu's head like a steel needle, and his body was hanging in the air and there was nowhere to rely on the force. Liu Ying suddenly moved one foot out of thin air, and a bullet rubbed against the middle of his eyebrows, and the scorching energy brought out a blood mark.

When he was rotating, he hit a tea table with his left foot toe. The moment his body fell to the ground, he suddenly changed direction and moved horizontally, dodging a bullet shot into his chest again.

There was no chance to hide in the corner of the window. Four shots swept across the wall. Two shots in the right hand forced the man to snatch and roll forward to avoid it. Two shots in the left hand predicted that he would pass through the sofa and shoot the human body. It took less than 5 seconds from Liu Ying rushing towards the stairs, 10 shots, 7 lives!

At this time, shouts and footsteps began to come from behind the screen. The willow shadows could not rise up, and their bodies twisted rapidly like swimming fish.

As soon as he flashed into the dead corner of the upstairs, a large string of bullets were fired from behind the screen. The firepower of sweeping hit the ground beside him, and the walls and furniture "cracked", and the scumbags flew around him.

After suppressing the fire, several figures kicked off the solid wood screen, holding the M4 and the pistol and flashed out to look around with their vigilance, but they didn't find that two grenades had already kicked under the screen silently while Liu Ying twisted. "Bang~bang~" The lethality of more than 1,600 steel balls flying indoors was perverted.

The first floor was quiet, the destructive power of the grenade blows away all the window glass, and the outdoor starlight and street lights shine through the hole, intertwining large areas of dust and dust. For a moment, the eaves and walls were broken, and the smoke was shrouded in, making it difficult to see things.

Zhang Zhen, who was dressed in messy clothes, and several teammates who had just stood up from the bed, were scattered on the second floor. Although he was sweating, his mouth was dry, and his heart that woke up in his dream was beating like thunder, the muzzle in his hand was still pointing steadily towards the elevator entrance and stairs entrance.

There was no movement downstairs. Lao Zheng, Lao Liu and the others were probably all over. Can you break into here and kill people, and you can kill so many of your comrades in a few seconds! Are you really a "person"? An ominous omen shrouded the heart. Do you have to explain here today?

Before I could think more bitterly, the alarm installed on the exterior wall of the study in the left hand suddenly flashed and screamed. A rope hung a figure and hit the bulletproof glass of the outer window! The well-trained teammates tacitly separated half of the meeting, pointing the gun straight at the figure, calmly waiting for the enemy to break the window.

Instead of retreating, Zhang Zhen advanced and reached out to shoot downstairs. Hu Zi made a fierce attack, and a cat rushed down like a tiger descending the mountain. His thin little waist was ready to be cold guns at any time behind Hu Zi.

Zhang Zhen, who was pressing the formation, was about to take action. "Bang~", the explosion air wave from the left rear pushed Zhang Zhen forward involuntarily, "Is the one who broke the window a dead soldier?"

Zhang Zhen, who was tinnitus and dizzy, was not shocked yet, suddenly felt a chill in his neck, and his eyes turned down from the entrance of the stairs. On the way down, he "sees" his little waist, which was struggling on his back, and then rotates to "see" a ghost, which is adsorbing the ghost on the ceiling on the first floor like a spider.
Chapter completed!