At nine o'clock in the evening, forty minutes after Han Jialuo's transport troops were robbed, a small convoy of four cars was driving in the dark at a speed that was neither slow nor fast. "This article is provided by e"

The convoy looked quite ordinary, with only four black three-row cars. There was nothing to see under the black night sky. However, if you look closely, you can find that the speed of the convoy and the distance between the four cars are moderately consistent. Although the driving trajectory is not on the same straight line, the staggered mutual separation obviously has a bit of warning and defense.

The third car was the same as the darkness outside, and there was no light on inside, and it was pitch black and a little depressed and a little solemn.

"Congratulations, four years of undercover prison and three years of undercover undercover, the mission was completed perfectly. You brought glory to our agents." After driving for nearly an hour, a sound with a hint of hoarseness finally came from the car. The sound came from the passenger seat, and the words corresponded to the person sitting in the middle of the second row of seats.

When the vehicle turns, the light columns of the rear lights shot into the car, illuminating the car room and showing people's faces. Of course, it also includes the man in the middle of the second row - Wang Hui!

The man holding a gun sitting on Wang Hui's left also smiled: "Yes, it's the glory of our agents' team three. Being able to survive the death row where people can eat people is a glory, not to mention that he can be undercover next to Xing Ying for three years and also take charge of the intelligence power of the Blood Eagle Society. I am really out of reach."

No one in the back row said enviously: "I heard that the Chairman will personally issue you a reward certificate, and not only will you be promoted to major, but you will also be given an important official position in the military region. Wang Hui, don't forget us when you become prosperous in the future."

The man in the passenger seat leaned back to the seat and said, "If it weren't for the failure this time, the Chairman actually wouldn't want you to be exposed so early, but...haha, it's worth it! Wang Hui, do we need to hold a celebration meeting for you? Just go back..."

"Shut up!" Wang Hui, who was sitting quietly with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and spoke coldly.

"Haha..." The man in front was not angry either, but just smiled: "We understand your mood. Xing Ying has a great kindness to you. It makes people feel uncomfortable to betray your brothers like this. In fact, if it were me, this kind of betrayal is really impossible..."

"Shut up!" Wang Hui shook his right arm, suddenly pushed the gun to the back of the man in front, and said in a stern tone: "I said shut up, do you understand?"

"Wang Hui, are you really addicted to being a traitor?" The man holding a gun on the left suddenly sank, and his cold muzzle slowly fell to Wang Hui's temple: "Although we have been separated for seven years, we were once brothers, why? After you fired a cold gun at the underworld brothers, you were going to shoot at our brothers in the secret service department again in a blink of an eye? You have become a lot!"

As the man raised his gun, the other people in the car also pressed the gun in their hands against Wang Hui's head, and a cold light flashed in their eyes.

The previous enthusiasm, the coldness in the blink of an eye, and the attitude changed so quickly, it can only be said that their previous compliments were ridicule.

"Tell me again? Let me listen to it?" His eyes slowly turned, and his slightly red pupils were pressed against the man holding a gun like a poisonous snake.

His heart trembled slightly. Wang Hui's cold and terrifying eyes made him, an agent with extraordinary experience, feel a chill. However, he didn't want to be scared by Wang Hui, his former colleague. He bit his tongue and made himself come back to his senses. The man snorted coldly: "It's indeed different from the past. It seems that commanding the Hawkeye Eyes troops of the Blood Eagle Club has really added a lot of majesty over the years. However, Wang Hui, no matter what kind of glory you have achieved, you are now... already a traitor, a traitor!"

Roar~~ The throat rolled, and a low roar came out. Wang Hui, who had a sudden ferocious face, slammed his hand and hit the big man's gun again. His left hand shook again. Before he could react, he quickly clamped his neck like lightning, and pressed it to the window with a bang. The pistol that was originally pressed on the head of the man in front stabbed into the big man's mouth, poured it vigorously, and smashed his two front teeth.

"Wang Hui, you dare!!" The others were furious, and the pistol was loaded at the same time and pressed against Wang Hui's head again.

"Wang Hui, what do you want to do? Let him go!"

"Let him go, or I'll shoot?"

Wang Hui, who ignored their threat, still stared at the big man tightly. Not only was the gun almost reaching his throat, but the terrifying force of his left hand had pierced into the big man's throat. The bloody outflow made the car appear with a non-light bloody smell. The stinging pain in his body and Wang Hui's beast-like gaze made the big man's body tremble slightly. He, who had never known that he was afraid, finally clearly felt the coldness of the God of Death caressing at this moment.

"Repeat again...you repeat it for me?"

"Dare you kill me? Do you dare to shoot?" The man who still didn't believe that Wang Hui dared to shoot at him met Wang Hui's eyes fiercely and spoke vaguely.

But... he was wrong... and he was quite outrageously wrong.

Not to mention that Wang Hui was almost unreasonable at this time. After three years of life as a prisoner and a blood eagle, his indifference to life has reached a cold-blooded level.

Bang!!!

The dull gunshot suddenly exploded in the dim car room. Angry bullets, accompanied by a deafening sound, pierced the man's head without any suspense. The bloody blood and cautious brains splashed out from the cracked back of the head, adding blood to this already depressing space.

The dull gunshot made everyone in the car immediately stunned, and the car quickly turned the steering wheel under the tremor of the driver. The vehicle immediately began to shake and slide like drunkenness. The three cars, who didn't understand the situation in the front and rear, quickly braked urgently, causing the originally ordered convoy to be in chaos.

With a burst of clamor, black shadows quickly rushed out of the car and surrounded the vehicle in a blink of an eye, pointing all the black muzzles at the car.

"Wang Hui! You tm beast!" The man in the passenger seat was slightly stunned and suddenly roared, pulled out his pistol and pushed it hard on Wang Hui's head. "I'll kill you!"

Hum~~ He hummed without emotion, and Wang Hui slowly pulled out the silver spear from the man's mouth: "Die me? Humph, that's what you plan? Don't you just do this? I have a better understanding of Tang Xuyao ​​than you. When he gave me a death order to rescue Han Jialuo, I already understood that he was going to attack me.

This time I asked you to come and pick me up. In name, I came to save me, but in fact, I was going to kill me? Now it is a good place, this wilderness is a good place to torture."

Um?

The eyes condensed slightly, and the anger in the eyes of the big man in the front row slowly shrank, and after a moment, he returned to his previous depth: "I am worthy of being the leader of the third team of agents, and I can see it thoroughly. However, since you already know that Tang Xuyao ​​is going to kill you, why do you still betray the Blood Eagle? Why do you still help the Chairman rescue Han Jialuo?"

After slowly closing his eyes, Wang Hui's mouth suddenly curled up: "Because... I want Tang Xuyao ​​to regret it, I want him to enjoy the bitterness of failure, wait, soon, that moment will come soon. Haha, hahahaha..."

The gentle low laughter slowly turned into an exaggerated crazy laughter. The laughter was full of contempt and gloom, and the deep desolation and loneliness, and it also brought a bit of bitterness that only he could understand.

Brother Eagle...Brothers...Friends in this life, and in the next life...

I, Wang Hui, I am sorry to you, I am sorry to you. In the end of my life, all I can do is this. No matter whether you can understand, whether you believe it or not, I, Wang Hui, have not...

The sinner has nothing to ask for, I just hope... after death, I can scatter my ashes into the "Heroic Spirit Cemetery", just a piece of yellow earth, just an inch of land, so that my soul will always kneel in front of the brothers' tombs.

After murmuring in his heart, Wang Hui slowly exhaled and looked at the people in the car coldly: "Let's go, do it as soon as possible, and you can go back and hand in the work."

"Take him down and tell your brothers to prepare... to do it." He looked at Wang Hui deeply, and the man in the passenger seat waved his hand. He followed him off the car and didn't look at the silent corpse, as if nothing had happened just now...

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