"Sect Master, all the things you told me have been done. You have a clever plan. As expected, after the news was spread, the killers came as promised. Fortunately, Onimaru lived up to his orders and killed them all without leaving any one behind." Onimaru half-knelt down.

In front of Matsumoto, he said with a proud face.

"Are you injured? Get up quickly, are you seriously injured?" Matsumoto did not comment on the success of the ambush. Instead, he helped Onomaru, who was kneeling on the ground, and asked with concern.

Onimaru was very moved and hurriedly said, "It's nothing. I broke two ribs. I'll reattach them later and recover for a while."

Matsumoto was still worried and asked several times. After confirming that Onimaru only had a broken rib, he said with emotion, "You are the only one left among the four bodyguards. Take care of your body. I will have many important things to do in the future."

I’ll do it with you.”

Hearing Matsumoto's words, Onomaru's eyes were filled with tears. Being able to receive such love from the sect leader, Onomaru felt that he would die without any regrets, and he hurriedly wanted to bow down again. Matsumoto pulled hard, and Onomaru's body collapsed.

Can't move anymore.

"By the way, someone can hurt you with so many masters. These people are not simple, right?" Matsumoto suddenly changed the topic back to this ambush mission.

Onimaru blushed for a moment, calmed down and then said slowly, "Yes, the people from the other side are very powerful, and none of the people I brought came back. I also risked my life to light the explosives, and only at the last moment did I turn things around."

"What, the people you brought are all dead. That's a killer we have trained for many years." Matsumoto, who had always been calm, couldn't help but be moved. The loss of so much vitality would have a great impact on his future path.

"And you had to blow up the house before escaping. Who is this person who can force your majestic ghost king to be like this?" The excited Matsumoto spoke faster and faster, and finally yelled at Onimaru.

Onimaru was shocked, and he now realized the consequences of his mistake.

The elites are all gone. This is how we should respond if we face a strong opponent in the future.

Onomaru kneeled down subconsciously and kept kowtowing to Matsumoto, "It's all my fault. I didn't give the command properly. But the sect leader, the other party is so powerful. My people would not be vulnerable at all. If it weren't for the final death,

The two evil spirits came out and seriously injured several of them, so we were basically completely defeated this time."

Matsumoto calmed down, exhaled, pulled up Onimaru who was kneeling on the ground and said softly, "Forget it, I don't blame you. The fact that they can kill three of their junior brothers silently proves their strength.

It seems that the people who came to kill me this time are not just ordinary people, hehe, they did not hesitate to pay the price."

The tone was solemn, and Matsumoto's words revealed bursts of murderous intent and rising resentment.

"Fortunately, we have dealt with them all. Next, we have to find out the person in charge behind the scenes. Hmm, I, Matsumoto, am not just sitting around waiting for someone to come and kill me. It's time to fight back." Matsumoto and Onimaru.

Their eyes lit up at the same time, and an indelible aura of chilling air enveloped them and lingered for a long time.

Lao Zhou sat next to Nighthawk. The tranquility after a war always makes people feel comfortable, and the relieved muscles also make people feel very relaxed. Everything is so beautiful.

If someone asked Nighthawk what the happiest thing is at this moment, he would say without hesitation that living is the best.

"Is there something you want to tell me?" Lao Zhou looked at Nighthawk with a smile on his face, like a roundworm in Nighthawk's belly. Everything could not be hidden from his eyes, and he said what was hidden in Nighthawk's heart in the blink of an eye.

's secret.

"There are thousands of words to talk about," Nighthawk joked with a smile.

"Why did you choose such a life? Running around all day long. I heard that you also have a family. Aren't you afraid that your family will worry?"

Nighthawk suddenly became a little gossipy and wanted to know what the boss, who had a pair of black eyes covering his face all day long, was thinking in his mind.

"Think about it, I miss home all the time. In fact, like Black Bear, I am struggling for my own home. People like us can understand how hard it is to find a happy and warm home."

"Then why don't you take good care of your family? I heard that you could have been an administrator and wouldn't have to run around like this all day long. Isn't your wife worried?"

"What do you think?" Lao Zhou asked with a smile.

"You asked the wrong person about this. I am a bachelor, and I have to ask the black bear for advice." Nighthawk said nonchalantly.

"Well, it's actually very simple. We all learned when we were young that there is no home without a country, and no eggs can be finished when the nest is overturned.

Without a prosperous country and a strong armed force to back it up, how can we live a good life in peace and contentment?

Actually, my ideal is not that great. I also want to make money to make ends meet. This job pays more, which is why I have been here for a long time." With a sly smile, Lao Zhou calmly explained his reasons.

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"This is not a good reason. If it had been anyone else, I would have thought he was fooling me." Nighthawk said a little dissatisfied.

Lao Zhou suddenly asked with a serious expression, "What about me?"

Nighthawk also put away his smile and returned seriously, "Then I will believe you a million times."

The two suddenly laughed and shook their heads at the same time, bringing an imperfect end to the conversation.

The bald man stepped on the wooden stairs and walked quickly to the second floor, wiping the sweat dripping from his forehead from time to time. When he reached the wooden door, he paused, tightened his clothes buttons, and lightly

Knocked lightly on the door.

"Come in" Shimada's voice sounded from inside the door, with a hint of laziness.

The strong man pushed the door open and walked in. He saw Shimada sitting at the tea table and the mysterious figure who always had his back to them. He didn't dare to think too much. The strong man quickly lowered his head and said, "Master, monitor the people over there at Matsumoto."

Come to report."

"Come on, tell me, what's going on?" When Shimada heard Matsumoto's news, he sat upright as if on stimulants, put his hands in front of him, raised his head and looked at the strong man with wide eyes.

"The villa in the countryside of Matsumoto exploded, but the group of people all escaped. It seems that a few were injured. Moreover, Onomaru escaped alone, and no one else followed." The strong man said hurriedly and stood up.

aside.

"So, Matsumoto is dead? Otherwise Onimaru wouldn't have escaped alone." | Shimada almost jumped up with joy, but it was a pity that his leg was broken, otherwise he would have danced to his heart's content.

"You said those people were injured, but what about Onimaru? What's wrong with Onimaru?" The silent figure still didn't turn around, but asked the strong man in a sharp voice.

The strong man did not dare to be careless and replied hurriedly and respectfully, "Yes, I heard from the spies that the Chinese people were all injured to varying degrees, but it shouldn't be fatal from a distance. Onizomaru looks like he was injured."

He was not in a hurry, he ran back in a hurry, and, Master, Matsumoto is not dead, he attended the parliament today."

"What, he's not dead, what's going on? What's going on?"

Shimada slumped down on the chair. This terrible news was so devastating to him that he was easily knocked down.

Matsumoto is not dead, what does that mean? He probably knew that there was a traitor here, and deliberately released the news to lure the traitor out. Once the traitor leaked the information, the killer would follow.

Matsumoto wanted to ambush the killers, but the Chinese were so powerful that they all ran away. It seemed like Matsumoto would be the one to deal with him next.

Horrifying thoughts filled his mind, and he even felt like his body was starting to lose control.

The man carrying his back waved to the strong man and told him to go out. The strong man bowed respectfully, turned around, closed the door and walked out.

"What should I do? Now Matsumoto must know that I betrayed him, and he will kill me." Shimada almost cried and spoke to the young man, begging the young man for help with his misty tearful eyes.

The young man thought for a while and said nonchalantly, "You always think so much. I don't know if you are too cautious or if you are too stupid. Matsumoto did not tell you this news alone, but spread it everywhere like spreading the news. You

Why are you so nervous? I don’t think Matsumoto will come to kill you. You will be scared to death by yourself first."

After hearing what the young man said, Shimada thought it made sense. He wiped away the tears that were about to flow out of his eyes and said to the young man with a charming smile, "Yes, yes, I am confused. What should we do next?"

?”

The young man twitched the corner of his mouth and said softly, "It seems that Matsumoto was hit hard this time. All these Chinese people came out. They are really capable. So, you should contact them immediately."

Let’s see what happens. Next, we have to act together, Matsumoto doesn’t have much strength left, hehehe.”

"Okay, I'll do it right away." With a sinister smile, Shimada picked up the phone next to him.

Lao Zhou was chatting casually with Nighthawk, trying to calm down the tense atmosphere for many days. The team members who had had enough rest got up one after another and walked out of the room to the living room.

Everyone who had survived the disaster had time to hug each other at this moment, thankful that they were lucky enough to survive again and did not die in this foreign country.

Dong Dong Dong, there was a rapid knock on the door. Jun Ci walked over and opened the door, and came face to face with an impatient Monroe and Lao Zhou's bodyguard in black.

Jun Ci smiled, he hadn't talked to her properly since he came back. Just as he was about to speak, Monroe pushed him away impatiently and strode towards Lao Zhou.

"It's not good. The car we parked in the garage smelled bad. The guest reported it to the security guard. The security guard went to the scene and called the police. The police will be here soon. When the body is found, the hotel will be sealed off. We need to evacuate now.

?"

Not to mention Nighthawk, they had all forgotten that several corpses were hidden in the car. They originally wanted to complete the mission as soon as possible and leave.

This is great, the mission has not been completed, and they are all still scarred.

Everyone stopped talking and stared at Lao Zhou closely, waiting for him to make a decision.

Old Zhou stood up and said seriously, "You can't stay for a moment. Pack your things quickly. I'll contact Magpie. We must evacuate within ten minutes. Go pack your things now."
Chapter completed!