Time froze at 1:30 in the morning.

This is the most tired time of the day.

The bodyguards at the Imperial Manor were ready for more than three hours of mental tension.

Their spirit has relaxed at this time.

At this moment, from the east and west direction, two triangular formations rushed towards the main building of the manor quietly.

Just when the two groups were fifty meters away from the first line of defense, the entire Imperial Manor suddenly fell into darkness.

Far away in a top secret hidden point in the capital, the ghost whispered to everyone in the Dragon Thorn:

"You guys have a minute!"

The ghost was able to hack the entire CIA of M country by one person, but now it is common for a ghost to hack the circuit of an imperial manor.

The sudden power outage caused chaos in the entire Imperial Manor.

The bodyguards and security guards all shouted, but the one hundred special war soldiers in the innermost circle remained motionless.

By comparing the two, the right and wrong are judged immediately.

The Qing family was in charge of security. A middle-aged man with a scar on his face. He didn't even have time to convey the order. A burst of gunfire with a muffler was immediately heard from the walkie-phone.

In an instant, the security guards on the outside were broken through.

"Fuck, calm down, pay attention, the enemy attacks from both east and west, and people from the north and south directions will immediately go to support."

Once the circuit is broken, the surveillance will be blind. Without the surveillance screen, everything will be in vain.

A terrifying creature like Dragon Thorn is not something that can be stopped by a group of bodyguards. The two standard special operations teams were like a sharp knife, and they were directly inserted into it.

After blowing and slapping, the two lines of defense outside the Imperial Manor were torn apart.

The commander of the third line of defense was a man around thirty years old. He was the captain of this 100-man special operations company. He was slightly excited when he heard the shouts outside.

The dragon thorn can fight against the legendary dragon thorn and kill the dragon thorn with his own hands. This kind of thing is indeed very exciting.

This 100-person special combat company has its own separate communication system and is not common to the group of mobs like the Emperor Manor.

"Note that the enemy is divided into two standard combat groups, at three o'clock and six o'clock, Group A supports Group B and Group C supports Group D. There is another person who has not appeared. It should be Long Qi. The rest of the people are on guard and ready to exchange fire at any time."

The captain had a strong confidence in his company, and even defeated the 47th unit in countless simulated operations.

Of course, this is simulation, not actual combat.

However, his company's practical experience will definitely not be less than any special vanguard in China.

"Ab convergence, it's finished!"

"CD meeting, it's finished!"

Through the infrared night vision device on the team members' heads, the whereabouts of two three-person standard combat teams can be clearly seen on the surveillance screen in front of the captain.

His cheeks trembled slightly.

The other party's speed is too fast.

Moreover, the trajectory of his movement was unpredictable, like two venomous snakes that were winding forward, and did not give his sniper any opportunity to take advantage of.

In just three seconds, the opponent suddenly broke through fifty meters.

In three seconds, he still walked forward in a winding manner.

The captain's face finally became horrified.

He stared at the monitor in front of him and silently thought to himself.

Forty meters!

Thirty meters!

Twenty meters!

He shouted fiercely:

"Open fire!"

There are a total of sixty special combat vanguards on the east and west sides, and the slight rush in their hands is spitting out the color of fire at the same time.

The special operations company of this hundred people is all sharpshooter, and the captain has absolute confidence. Under this kind of firepower, even if the opponent is ten times more powerful, he will be dead.

Sure enough, less than twenty seconds after the gunfire sounded, the two standard combat teams were suppressed in place and could no longer move forward.

A hint of sarcasm slowly emerged on the captain's face.

Is this the dragon thorn?

Is this their strength?

No one told him the answer.

Because, the big hand that had been cold has been pinching his neck.

With a chuckle, the captain's neck was directly crushed by the strange hand.

At the same time, the two combat groups that were originally suppressed were suddenly disbanded.

The gunshots didn't have time to sound, and the opponent's speed was as fast as a bullet.

A distance of twenty meters is only half a second.

What can someone do in half a second?

No matter how fast a person reacts, he is not alert at all, and within half a second, he is just subconscious.

This is a massacre.

Unilateral massacre.

The time for the Imperial Manor like an iron barrel is just the minute after the power is cut off and the backup power is restored.

When the lights light up again, Qing Mingzhe's face turned pale all of a sudden.

He trembled all over and looked at the two people behind him with some anger:

"Where are people? Where are the prince's people?"

Ruan Zhongtian and Aamir Khan exchanged a solemn look. Ruan Zhongtian shook his head and said stiffly:

"They are all dead!"

"What?"

Qing Mingzhe was so scared that he was sweating all over and shouted in surprise:

"How is that possible?"

Ruan Zhongtian looked at Qing Mingzhe with sharp eyes, his eyes as if they were poisonous snakes:

"Young Master, don't worry, we are here, there is no problem."

Qing Mingzhe was panicked, and his eyes became extremely complicated.

The second ancestor of Xuan Huang will only show up when his life is threatened. Obviously, at this time, he can only rely on these two damn guys.

The second ancestor Xuan Huang's status in the Qing family was too transcendent. They were only responsible for the life safety of the core members of the family. As for everything else, they were not responsible.

Even if the Qing family is killed by someone, as long as the people they protect do not die, the others will not die.

In the huge living room, there was no sound.

Time passed by minute by minute, and at this time, Qing Mingzhe's sweat was almost soaking his clothes.

At this moment, a sloppy chuckle sounded in his ears.

Hearing this voice, Qing Mingzhe felt like he was bitten by a poisonous snake and jumped up directly:

"Long Qi! You...bastard, if you have the ability, come out."

It was almost time for him to say that a shoe directly slashed through the air, and with a scream, it blew towards Qing Mingzhe's face.

Ruan Zhongtian shook his feet, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the shoe with one hand.

His speed and movements were as fast as lightning.

The shoe was caught and cracked in his hands.

Um?

wrong!

Hot!

Ruan Zhongtian was suddenly stunned, and a foul stench suddenly appeared in his nostrils.

Qing Mingzhe stood there stupidly, with yellow spots on his face and head.

He subconsciously reached out and wiped it, and there was a foul stinking, and the man in the middle wanted to vomit.

"I just took a shit, Vietnamese monkey, if you want to become a dog and eat shit, don't you have to rush to grab it in such a hurry, right?"

Qing Mingzhe suddenly woke up.

Is this hot and sticky thing shit?

Oh my God!

Qing Mingzhe suddenly pounced on the ground and vomited heart-wrenchingly, almost not even vomiting bitter gallbladder.

Ruan Zhongtian's face suddenly became extremely ferocious.

He shook his hand and rushed towards a certain place in the living room, and a series of curses came out of his mouth that no one could understand.
Chapter completed!