The figure was very fast, and several rises and falls away from the burning car. Many people didn't notice this figure at all. Under the attack of that level just now, people's first reaction would not have thought that someone would come out alive.

But the Nighthawks and others saw it, including the three people standing next to Nighthawks. They were closest to their location, and they immediately found the figure.

Time is too tight, and they have no time to say hello to take any precautions. However, the long-term intimate cooperation has also worked at this time. Without any hello, the four of them have taken action at the same time.

A long arrow that cut through the air was shot hard on the road he must pass before the figure was about to leave everyone's sight. With a bang, the powerful explosive power contained in the arrow instantly created a huge explosion cloud. The figure was stopped at this time.

At the same time, the figure was surrounded by bullets. It was shrouded in smoke, and the man couldn't move. Although his actions had exceeded ordinary people's expectations, he was still blocked.

Nighthawk was already standing outside the smoke. He just issued an order to stay alive to the three of them at the most critical moment. Only the last killer was left, and perhaps he could get some important information from his mouth. If Nighthawk had not given the order, the killer might have been blown into pieces.

The smoke slowly dissipated, and Nighthawk finally saw clearly the figure standing on an isolated island. His surroundings were deeply sunk, and the transformed bullets completely smashed the hard ground around him into pieces. He was really like standing on an isolated island, but his eyes were full of indifference.

"Where is the name?" Nighthawk asked coldly, simply without any emotion. He knew that talking nonsense with these Cobra killers was meaningless, and these people were simply killing machines without emotion.

The tall man looked at Nighthawk and shook his head helplessly: I don’t have a name. If you want to call me, just call me a monk!”

Nighthawk looked at this tall man. He was about two meters tall, with a little black skin, a very strong figure, black hair and black eyes, and a typical Asian image.

"Monk? Is monk a killer too?" Nighthawk looked at the tall man mockingly.

The monk smiled and said, "I was not a killer in the past, but my best friend was in the cobra. I owe him the favor, so I joined the cobra. There is no way, the man owes his life to pay back what he owes."

Nighthawk nodded, surprised that the monk could say such words. He couldn't help but feel a little respect for him. Judging from his appearance, he really didn't look like a killer. But experience told him that looking at a person, he couldn't just look at the surface.

"Anyway, you are a killer now, aren't you? Do you want to use such words to argue with me?" Nighthawk still asked coldly.

The monk laughed loudly, and tears were almost bursting out. He shook his head and said, "I never thought you would let me go because you heard me. Judging from your methods, as long as the caught killer is definitely dead, right?"

Nighthawk nodded, and shook his head: "You can also choose to stay in prison, at least that will save your life."

The monk smiled and said, "My monk is used to being free and ill. He will never try that kind of life that is worse than death. Well, if you want to kill me, just have a good time, don't let my mother-in-law do it."

At this time, the special forces had already surrounded the two of them, pointing hundreds of guns at the monk's head at the same time. Even if he had the ability to dominate the sky, he could not escape, so he simply closed his eyes and stopped running.

Nighthawk's favor for this guy has become stronger. Isn't it the spirit that these soldiers respect the most? It's just a pity that the guy who looks at him who is ready to die on the other side is a killer.

"Are you the leader of this operation?" asked Nighthawk.

The monk opened his eyes and smiled: "No."

Nighthawk was shocked. The monk was very good at it, comparable to any of the top killers of Cobra he had ever seen. He was sure that this guy's skills would definitely occupy the upper level in the eye snake.

He suddenly thought of something and looked back at the three burned nanny cars. At this time, the three cars were surrounded. Although the fire was burning, the special forces still did not dare to relax their vigilance. They were told that these killers might get up again even if they were hit in the head.

No, there is something wrong. But Nighthawk couldn't imagine what was wrong. He looked at the monk with a smile again, and always felt that he had ignored something.

"You are not the commander of this operation, the people you are bringing should be just a branch of cooperation." Nighthawk suddenly figured it out and shouted to the monk: "There are only more than twenty people in the three cars, but this time you dispatched more than sixty people. What about the others? This is not a place where the large troops gather."

The monk laughed and looked at Nighthawk with admiration: "You are Nighthawk. I heard two friends mention you often. You are a very terrible person. As long as you are targeted, your life will be over. I used to think that they were afraid of you, and they were scared like a woman. But now it seems that their praise is truly worthy of it."

Nighthawk smiled bitterly and shook his head, "If this is a compliment, then thank you two friends. But what I want to know now is, where are the other killers?"

The monk shook his head: "Although I don't like cobras and I hate their ways of doing things. But my friend is in the cobra, I can't tell you where they are. Even if I die, I can't betray my friend."

"Your friends are doing something very crazy. They will kill many people. You don't want many people to die because of your friends, right?" Nighthawk roared. He had already seen that this monk was different from other killers. He was like a sheep who was only mixed in the killer, and he still retained his innocence and kindness in the bloody world.

The monk was silent for a while, as if he was making a difficult decision. It was obvious that a complicated look flashed across his face, and he was considering his friends and worried about the terrible things that Nighthawk said.

Finally, he raised his head under Nighthawk's expectation and looked at Nighthawk with sharp eyes: "Actually, I have returned the love to my friend, but I have repaid the grace of a drop of water as a spring. I have long vowed to repay him with my life."

Nighthawk was a little disappointed and was about to speak, but he heard the monk continue, "But if you can beat me, I will tell you their whereabouts. This doesn't mean that I betrayed my friend, I just won't fight."

The monk laughed and clenched his fists: "But don't think I will show mercy. This should be the last battle in my life. I will not leave any regrets for myself. And I heard that you are very powerful. My biggest hobby in my life is to fight with powerful people. Be careful and don't become the wronged soul of my subordinates."

"Captain, don't believe him. Arrest him. We have the most advanced technology to force confessions and will definitely be able to extract the information from his mouth." Yasha reminded on the side.

Nighthawk looked at the monk and saw his face smiling unchangedly. If Nighthawk really agreed to Yasha, he thought the monk would definitely surrender. Anyway, he was already in a turtle. But at that time he would underestimate Nighthawk. Although Nighthawk didn't care, he would feel uncomfortable for the rest of his life by being underestimated by such a person who was ready to die.

"No need, I promise him." Nighthawk removed the weapons one by one and said coldly: "If you guessed correctly, our time is not enough. He knows the complete plan, and more importantly, for a real man, he will end up with a smile."

The monk laughed and said no more. He stood opposite the Nighthawk, his eyes gradually becoming cold. The Nighthawk could feel the murderous aura coming from the monk, and at this time a man who could make him awe.

"Be careful, I'm here." The monk actually reminded Nighthawk before the attack, which surprised Nighthawk. But then he was no longer surprised because this guy was really fast.

In just a blink of an eye, he came to Ye Ying. Compared with the ghost hand, his speed was more direct and there was no change. The monk's fist was infinitely enlarged, and a thousand kilograms of force was raised on his fist. Even if he could scratch his face, he felt ache even though he could get away from him.

The Nighthawk's enhanced body can resist any physical attack, but he dared not take the monk's punch. He knew that even if the surface of his body could withstand the attack, his internal organs would inevitably be injured.

"It's true that you are a master, be careful." He also shortened his body for a moment. He didn't want to take advantage of the monk, so he also shouted loudly before counterattacking.

Nighthawk's speed was approaching the ghost movement of the ghost hand. In the monk's eyes, he suddenly disappeared in front of him like a shadow. But he quickly discovered that Nighthawk actually flashed to his side, and his fist turned in the air and smashed him hard.

The two of them touched four fists without any fancy, and the huge force made them retreat at the same time. But after a brief retreat, the two of them collided hard again like a clockwork.

Boom, Boom........... One punch after another, Nighthawk only felt that every time he hit his body, it felt like he was pressed by a roller, and his body was so uncomfortable.

The monk felt the same way. His power was invincible in the cobra, and he usually could not catch his three punches. This was his most proud part, but now Nighthawk not only caught his three punches, but also gradually felt like he could not bear it.

Only then did he really believe that this man could really make the whole cobra tremble. The last trace of hope of fighting disappeared from his eyes. He laughed and withdrew his fist while about to collide with Nighthawk's fist.
Chapter completed!