"Information Network," Nighthawk frowned and looked at Director Niu with great confusion.

"What, what's strange about it? Do you think that killer is a god? He can know wherever you go? This killer organization is not simple. It has cast an intelligence network as dense as a spider web in our country. As long as these intelligence networks are there, your movements can be understood by the killer organization at any time, and you will also live in danger at any time."

Ye Ying was shocked. No wonder the killer was so amazing. He could actually wait in front of him for something he didn't know. Every time he gave himself a huge surprise. It turned out that there was an intelligence network covering all places, so that he could explain it.

Director Niu paused and said with a smile: "On the contrary, if we remove their intelligence network, the killers will suddenly become blind and deaf. Humph, at that time, on our territory, they will not be the killers, but the targets of you to hunt," he said.

Director Niu instantly had murderous aura, like a Confucian general, and could kill thousands of troops with his hands. Nighthawk looked at him excitedly because Director Niu was full of confidence.

"You already know the information about this intelligence network, right?" Nighthawk smiled at Director Niu.

Director Niu nodded: "I don't know everything, but the information I have in my hands is enough. The members of this intelligence network are all full-time intelligence personnel. They are not only intelligence personnel of the killer organization, but also spies with multiple identities. Now they are taking this opportunity to catch them all in one place, so as to save us from causing trouble in the future."

Nighthawk took a thick piece of information handed to him by Director Niu. When he opened it, he found that it was a detailed information about spies.

There are foreign merchants, mainland vendors, gangsters and even uncles who sweep the floor.

The information is clearly marked. What intelligence agencies they belong to, what kind of intelligence they have collected for which country, and even why they joined the intelligence organization and became spies from other countries are marked in detail. This is an encyclopedia of spy life.

"It's all traitors," Nighthawk turned over dozens of pages, basically all of them were Chinese people, with only a few foreigners. The reason for their joining intelligence organizations to become traitors is very simple, and they all did it for money.

Nighthawk threw a pile of information on the table. What he hated most in his life was these idle and unemployed people, and these shameless people actually betrayed their country's intelligence in exchange for money that can be squandered. It's really a pity to die.

Director Niu seemed to have expected Nighthawk's attitude, and he laughed and patted Nighthawk's shoulder: "Don't be angry, with these people, we will learn more about the enemy's intelligence. Although they are all low-level intelligence officers, they can also give us more information about the enemy. Things are mutual and not that extreme."

Nighthawk calmed down his anger and looked up and asked Director Niu: "Did you kill all of them?"

Director Niu smiled and nodded and said, "Don't worry, someone did this matter yesterday, so you don't have to worry about it. A good knife must be used on the blade. Since someone wants to kill you, let the people who kill you taste it. Is your Chinese saber so easy to kill? Go and hunt him. Only by killing him can we ensure the safety of our rear."

Nighthawk's face gradually became gloomy. He was ready on the day he was discharged from the hospital and must let the Deka, who specializes in the explosion, pay his blood debts for blood.

On the winding country roads, perhaps because of the underdeveloped economy here, the city has just left the not-so-glorious city, and there is no trace of the asphalt road, under the wheels there are always loess that cannot be separated from and mountains that cannot be seen at first sight.

The constant bumps made Dika, who was already asleep, suddenly wake up. His head hit the car door hard. A burst of heart-wrenching pain immediately made him grin and keep stroking the place where he had just been hit with his hands.

"I said Shaliya, are you going to murder? I'm having a wonderful dream. You woke me up. If you're too bored to drive and no one talks with you, you can wake me up very gently, and then I'll feel that your temper is worthy of your appearance."

Deka muttered dissatisfiedly at the blonde Saliya who was driving. The pain on his head felt better. He picked up a bottle of water and started drinking.

Shariya didn't seem to care about Dika's words. Her beautiful big glasses became frosty because of her indifference, and were out of place with the brilliant sunshine outside the car, as if even the sunshine owed her something, and there was always something that made her unhappy.

Shaliya's expressionless face, her face was as cold as her eyes, but her two sexy thick lips opened slightly and said, "Dika, you idiot, if you can shut up and not speak, I think you are a cute person. I stayed in the mountain with you for half a month, listening to your annoying guy nagging every day, my head would have collapsed long ago. I swear, if you nag me again, I will definitely cut your neck and make you never speak."

Deka, who was drinking water, almost sprayed out all the water in her mouth.

He looked at the shiny dagger on Shaliya's waist with guilt, and suddenly laughed and said, "Don't tease Shaliya, we have worked together for almost a lifetime. Do you want to abandon me and find another new love? Haha, I think you still can't bear to cut my throat?"

Deka smiled proudly, but Shaliya did not continue to get entangled in these matters. She seemed to be exposed to a lie, but she was silent again. From the side, she looked like a cold and frosty exotic beauty oil painting.

After a long time, Shaliya said to Dika, who was still proud of herself: "It was all because of you fool that we were in the mountains for half a month, otherwise we would have been able to catch up with those people and kill them clean. This damn place is wet everywhere. I hate it so much. It would be great if I could go back early,"

Deka raised his left hand helplessly, and a bright red scar had not healed yet, and a slight new flesh grew on the wound, which made people extremely terrifying.

Deka said bitterly, "You said to me, if you could come out to help me, those people would have died long ago, they could no longer move on the ground. It was all you. We both went on together and we would definitely be able to kill them before the reinforcements arrived."

Shaliya sneered and looked at Deka with great mockery and said strangely: "Yeah, who said she could do it alone? She showed off her abilities all day and didn't let me follow me. How about it? If you fail, you will fail. Every time I have to pull me and you, I am not the same as you."

Dicka, who was scolded, seemed very happy. She didn't feel sad about Shariya's abuse. Instead, she laughed and said, "Yes, yes, what you said is, in front of you, I have to show my true nature as a man, but this time I was really screwed up, and I almost died there. These people are so amazing, we must be careful."

Shaliya also remained silent. That day, Deka ran to the meeting place with blood all over his hands, which scared Shaliya. Although he didn't like Deka's mouth that never ended, Deka was the person she cared most in this world.

As killers, they have experienced many terrible things together. Although Deka always rushed to the front, it seemed to be showing his ability, Shariya knew that Deka was protecting herself.

No matter how much Shariya insulted and despised Deka, Deka just smiled slightly, as if all this was the sweetest thing.

That day, she drove in a panic and walked for four days before she arrived at the informant who told them that they were in a small house in the deep mountains.

I lived in the cottage for half a month. It was not until Deka's hands recovered their abilities that they came out of the mountain. That's it. It was under Deka's constant request that Shariya agreed to come out of the mountain.

Otherwise, according to Shariya's thoughts, she had to wait until Deka's hands were maintained before taking action, because deep down in Shariya's heart, Deka was everything in her life.

"Where are we going next? Are we going to find those guys?" Shariya was still worried about Deka's hand. Deka could not use her usual strength at all now, and the injured left hand would make a big mistake for him.

Deka nodded and said indifferently: "The last thing was not over yet. I guess we didn't look for them. They would have to hold back the energy to look for us all over the world. Chinese people are the nation that knows the best way to get revenge. I have caused such great harm to them. Even if they die, they will come to me. Since that's the case, let me lean into them quietly."

Shaliya didn't say anything. The two of them were in the cobra. The former ghost hand also followed Xue Shura to kill people.

This is a rule that has been set long ago, and in their group, Deka is the commander and everything has to be listened to.

Although Shariya was still worried about Deka's injury, since Deka had spoken, she still had to obey.

The car bumped all the way on the country road. After passing through several remote cities in the south, it avoided the investigation of electronic probes at various intersections. The car followed the instructions of GPS and tried to follow the most remote path to the provincial capital.

There, more than a week ago, Nighthawk had already left with his team members. Although it was more than a week apart, Dika had the person he was looking for.

The car left the road in the provincial capital late at night. Although it was the provincial capital, in remote areas in the south, the economy was not as developed as the coastal areas. People who were accustomed to living slowly fell asleep early, leaving only empty streets and dim street lights.

However, such an environment is very in line with the appetite of the two killers. No one means that it saves a lot of trouble. They are both professional killers, and what they fear most is that they are seen by others.

The car quickly left the wide road and turned into the small buildings close to the residential area. The alleyways were twisted and turns. When I saw the end of the road, there was an unexpected turn, and there was a convenient way forward and a road to advance.

Shariya parked her car on the side of the road where she could only travel with two cars. Deka poked her head out of the window and looked upstairs next to the road.

The entire residential building in the 1980s looked a bit dilapidated, and the red brick walls were not painted with cement at all, and it looked like a hint of the era.

At the far side of the residential building, there is a room on the third floor. When it is late at night, a light is still on.
Chapter completed!