Run, run, and run wildly. Nighthawk hit the incomplete floor-to-ceiling window that was beaten by them and plunged into the messy main house.

The ground was covered with blood and broken limbs that were shot by large-caliber machine guns, like a hell of ghosts crying. But the Nighthawk could not check on the poison king who was about to escape for a second was his biggest knot. His heart was

There was a voice in the deepest place saying: "You can't let him run, you can't let him run."

He ran to the inside of the main house with a quick step. He had already seen the outline of the staircase blocked by the white walls. Three figures were rubbing behind him and quickly followed. The black bear, big bull and Situ, who had never been exposed, were faster than others at this moment.

More than twice as much, he followed the Nighthawk closely.

"Go upstairs! Be careful!" The running Nighthawk approached the corner of the stairs and suddenly stopped his steps. He raised his hand to signal the soldiers behind him not to be reckless. He slowly raised his gun and walked upstairs step by step

.

There is a corner of the staircase leading to the second floor, and Nighthawk dares not neglect it. He is very familiar with the deep indoor melee combat, and he knows too much unknown obstacles in such unknown situations. He doesn't want to make it irreparable by accidental mistakes.

as a result of.

Nighthawk was focused on staring at the corner of the stairs, and the black bear rushed past the Nighthawk leaning against the corner, quickly taking a look at the things on the corner.

There was nothing upstairs, it was so quiet that it was scary. Only the sound of rain outside the window was slapped at the window. How could the monkey say anyone?

"Monkey! Where are the people now?" Nighthawk held up his gun and walked towards the second floor step by step. The black bear automatically retreated behind him and alternately covered him to move forward.

"I don't know! I just hid in a screen and suddenly disappeared." The monkey was also confused. He was clearly looking at people in the telescope. He originally wanted to help the captain with his arm. But the few people above turned to the screen

Then it disappeared from thin air.

Such silence means that the complexity of things will be more violent than the storm outside the house. Once it breaks out, it will be pressed with thunder.

A few drops of sweat seeped out from the temples of the Nighthawk, quietly dripping along the cheeks on the solid and cold stairs. The hand holding the gun tightened for a few more minutes, and the unparalleled suffocation enveloped the Nighthawk, including the Nighthawk.

All team members.

One step, two steps, three steps. Almost every step, Nighthawk will pause and try to see what dangers are there in the darkness on the second floor.

Only the last staircase was left, and all the scenes on the second floor were clearly visible, and all the bustling scenes came into view.

There was nothing, and there was not even a ghost in the scene that rushed into sight.

"Has the Poison King ran away?" Nighthawk couldn't help but be stunned. He looked at the second floor with almost no space to hide in front of him, thinking reluctantly. After so much effort, he almost exhausted the night after almost all his energy.

The energy of all the brain cells of the eagle will be the result in the end.

Nighthawk couldn't help but feel a little discouraged, and it ended like this? He was unwilling to accept it.

Putting down the gun, he took the last step, eager to see where the Poison King escaped.

Suddenly, it was like a flash of light in the dark night! A bright blood light suddenly swept from the left arm of the Nighthawk without any warning, and floated melodiously to the stairs behind him with a strange arc, sprinkling the black bear.

All faces are.

The soldier, who didn't know what was going on, only saw the body of the Nighthawk standing in the front tremble suddenly, and then rolled out and disappeared. There was a burly figure at the position where the Nighthawk stood.

A lightning flashed, a pale figure like a ghost, and a long scar on his face slashed from his left face to his face. It was hideous and terrifying, and suddenly appeared with a knife, not like a normal human.

It was not until this time that the nighthawk's roar hit the team members like thunder: "There is an ambush."

Scarface smiled, revealing his yellow teeth. Coupled with his extremely terrifying face, it was so ugly.

Scarface didn't speak even more. The shaking blade in his hand was covered with the white harsh light of lightning and the sound of the wind, and chopped off the Nighthawk rolling beside him. At this time, the Nighthawk had just finished shouting.

Although it was a sneak attack, Scarface's behavior was very disgraceful. However, his speed was as fast as lightning, so shocked that everyone had no chance to open their mouths. It immediately dispelled everyone's contempt for him, and only worried and

fear.

The black bear's face was stained with blood and another lightning flashed by, with his wide mouth and his face that was beyond surprise. The whole face was also extremely ferocious. There was only the lightning flash in his eyes that was about to turn into

The integrated sword light chased the bloody nighthawk in his left hand.

"Captain, be careful!" The black bear burst out with a deafening cry that only he made when he fought with the wild **. It was a complex of concerns and concerns that erupted from the depths of his body. Nighthawks are the ones of them.

Everything, without the Nighthawks team, Black Bear dare not imagine what it would be like.

Regardless of everything, the black bear raised its gun and aimed at Scarface's back. Haha! No matter how fast or powerful the knife is, it is still not as powerful as my gun.

Before he could pull the trigger, a black shadow that was no less than Scarface's speed suddenly hit the black bear on the other side of the stairs where Scarface rushed out. The two were too close to each other.

It was just like two or three steps. The man in black came and accumulated all his strength, hoping to hit the target with one blow.

A loud "dong" sound came. Without surprise, on the narrow stairs, the black bear, who had no time to shoot, opened its mouth wide in surprise, and was pushed against the chest by the huge force of the black shadow. It was like a rolling gourd, and could not be carried backwards.

He rolled away in resistance, and joined Daniu and Situ Hao behind him to form a rolling group of people.

The black bear pulled the handrail next to the stairs with great force, and tried hard to stop the unsightly rolling of his body. Amid the dark shadow's laughter, he stood up.

"Haha, your opponent is me, don't disturb others' affairs. This is a big deal about giving birth to a baby----- don't do anything about eyes." The black shadow smiled strangely and said arrogantly to the black bear, his eyes full of disdain.

At this time, the black bear saw clearly that the black shadow was a thin man with a body like a telephone pole. His face was black and yellow, like long-term malnutrition, with a deep nose and eye, and protruding cheekbones. From where he looked, he didn't look like a

Good thing. Black Bear suddenly thought of the erotic face before his death and said that there were two more terrifying bodyguards around the Poison King. Corresponding to the two monsters that suddenly appeared in front of him, it should be.

"Are you a kid who practices Muay Thai?" Hei Xiong understood this and was calm and asked with a smile. He thought he was a peerless master just now, but now it seems that he is just two bodyguards with no eyes.

Just a sneak attack.

"You know a lot, hum! I know it's your grandfather Hong Gang, how dare you be so arrogant?" The Muay Thai master who calls himself Hong Gang put his hands on his hips, and his expression was completely teaching the child a lesson. Although he

He is also very tall, but he is not very tall with the black bear who has a few steps away from him.

The black bear smiled and suddenly, his whole body jumped up quickly, and a fist as big as a sandbag quickly grew larger in Hong Gang's eyes. He punched Hong Gang in the face without any preparation. Hong Gang turned backwards

He flew backwards, much stronger than the power he had just prepared to attack from top to bottom.

The back hit the floor-to-ceiling window covered with curtains before stopping. Because of the power, the floor-to-ceiling window behind him was scattered all over the ground by the huge force of glass. This was just so what was the case that Hong Gang was blocked from retreating quickly.

Body shape.

Hong Gang suddenly spit out a mouthful of teeth that were knocked off by the black bear, and there was still a lot of blood in his mouth. He wiped it hard with his sleeve, staring at the black bear still smiling in front of him. A stream of never-before

The feeling of fear hit my heart. The opponent in front of me was a powerful force he had never thought of before. Even if it was Hongxue, it would be like this.

"Bo!" A crisp and pleasant sound of swords and swords colliding came. The soldiers turned their heads and looked nervously, and ignored Hong Gang, who had been determined and was firmly suppressed by the black bear.

A mysterious smile crossed the face of the Nighthawk who was squatting on the ground. He had already raised his knife to hold Hong Li's fatal sword. After the first distraction was attacked, Nighthawk fell to the ground and rolled seven or eight times in a row before it was resolved.

Hong Li's endless sword force.

Hong Li's sword was too fast, as fast as lightning, almost exceeding the thunder. A series of sword lights and swords forced the Nighthawks to have no chance to counterattack. Finally, after rolling several times in a row, Hong Li's sword force had already

All, prepare to change the sword technique. This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity was firmly grasped by Nighthawk, and he met the knife that Hong Li stumbled for a second and then slashed again.

"Is that all?" Nighthawk said mockingly, and increased his strength in his hand, and stood up from the half-squat state.

Hong Li, who held the Nighthawk Dagger, was so shocked that he almost lost his face. His sudden attack not only did not kill the life in front of him that seemed to be rolling on the tip of his knife. Instead, at the last moment, this person who should never have turned over.

The guy fought back and stood up under the pressure of his own.

You should know that there is a word "power" in his name, which is not easy to get. He is burly and has great strength since he was a child. He also joined the mysterious man to study swordsmanship. With his strength, he is extremely powerful.

Therefore, the sword technique was as fast as lightning, and a single sword in his hand was like lightning slashing the air, which was instantly beautiful. For this reason, after being included in the Poison King, he was also the third largest bodyguard only behind Hongxue.

The status is extremely respectful.

Hong Li was broken by a sword technique, and he was only slightly shocked and immediately replied to his senses. He had expected that the person who could have the courage to enter here to assassinate the Poison King would definitely not be a small character, there would be Nighthawk like this.

Of course, it is reasonable for experts to do so.

"Ha! Do you dare to underestimate the heroes of the world if you block my knife? Look at the knife." Then there is no conversation. Hong Li's blade was rubbing against the Nighthawk's peerless dagger, and he quickly attacked the Nighthawk without any sound.

Then he cut to the nighthawk's wrist.

The Nighthawk's blade was slightly raised, and lightly blocked Hong Li's attack again. He had already figured out Hong Li's sword tricks from the previous round of quick swords. Although it was very powerful, it was better than a master like Matsumoto.

It's still a lot worse. There are too many flaws in the knife.

Without giving Hong Li the time to continue to change his moves, Nighthawk lifted his feet and kicked Hong Li's belly hard. Hong Li seemed to suddenly become a bent shrimp, and was kicked for more than two meters away with the sound of wind.

With a clang, the knife in his hand fell to the ground and fell in front of him.

Hong Li felt that his ribs were almost broken. He struggled to get up, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, regardless of the pain like thunder and fire in his belly. He smiled at Nighthawk.
Chapter completed!