The air was filled with the breath of death. Everyone at the scene was worried about Tysonda, knowing that the next moment he might add a new corpse to the floor where the bloodstained and wronged souls were everywhere.

People who have not lived in the mission area often see a corpse, especially those who have been decaying for a long time, will exclaim who is from whom it is, what's wrong? How pitiful it is for a person to die.

But those who have experienced several major disasters of massacres will understand one truth: the strong will survive, and when they encounter a mess of war, they will die if they die. Just like the devil Pris, who kills too many people and smells the smell of blood, they will have a pathological and strange mentality: happiness, excitement, excitement, which makes him full of strength, and suddenly feel a sense of accomplishment, accompanied by a strange sense of expectation. Who is the next person I want to kill?

Although Tysonda also likes to kill people, he suddenly became confused when he swung the knife on his head. At this time, he wanted to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, but when he fell on the ground, he felt the countless companions who had died on the ground, he suddenly had the idea of ​​survival. Not only did he not surrender, but he also said stubbornly with his face: "Commander, you can kill me, but you can't wrongly accuse me, I made a mistake..."

When he heard this, he saw that his eyes were cruel and he was as cruel as when he was young, Priss' heart sank, and he seemed to have an impulse to let go, and said lightly: "Boy, you're still so angry, say that, what's wrong."

"Mr. Commander, I, I underestimate the enemy. A team of more than 100 people, my guards can crush them to death. Alas..." After Tysonda said, his neck twisted, and pointed at his nose without fear and said:

"Just this one mistake, you can cut me alive."

He had seen Priss cut off many people alive, including his former peak, his political enemies, and a little girl who was as pitiful as a flower and a jade man. So, just let him do his best to kill himself crazy.

He didn't notice at all, and Priss' eyes moved, and he actually thought of a question in his heart strangely: "What's his attitude? I won't argue anymore. I'm still unwilling to give up when I die. I need..."

The hall was extremely quiet. As long as Pris was not sitting in the chair safely, even if he farted or yawned, he would easily move at the moment and would kill people immediately. Moreover, Tysonda was too embarrassed this time. Now public opinion is one-sided. The cooperation gangs in the dark world have withdrawn their ladders. Without the support of black gold, his wings were cut off. He wanted to fly and think of other ways.

But the more these people thought about it, the more worried they were. After all, they were brothers who worked together with Tysonda. Moreover, this guy went to the sea of ​​special services, and he used gold and money at will. He wanted to go out and play and drove a plane. There were countless beauties and wines in the villa in the Carta refugee camp. He could taste the skills of the top French chefs at any time by having a meal. Many people still didn't want him to die.

Another point is that although he is very glorious, his position is very dangerous. Hiding undercover and entering the government army to assassinate officers is common. If he fails, someone will definitely make up for the vacancies.

But none of them thought of a problem, that is, Pris had just thought about it and killed this guy, who would deal with the Chinese riot team for him? A while ago, he thought he was no match for him at all. Now this guy said that he was careless and underestimated the enemy, which means he had not taken it seriously. Just because he said that he had not been afraid of death, this person was still worth using.

When Pris swung his slap in the face, he suddenly changed direction and punched him on the shoulder, blaming him: "Get up, the work is not finished yet. Who can do the work for me if you die?"

In some cases, people like Pris cannot think of too high emotional intelligence. Just like now, he suddenly exposed his straightforward cruel personality, and even if Tysonda lives, he will not say anything to turn around.

In this way, it is even more difficult for peacekeeping forces and local troops to deal with him, because many times he is a killing machine.

Tysonda was very similar to him. He just escaped from death and immediately lost his fear and timidity. He walked to the table next to him and picked up a bottle of pure water, put it in his mouth and drank the bottom of the bottle. Then he walked to Pris and said:

"I'll say it before I'm dead. That group of people is cunning enough. I've sent our people directly to the capital. I've arranged for people to kill these spineless things in private. If I'm not dead now, I won't live for a few days. They left Nicholas, the grandson of the old fox leader Neil. I suspect they want to buy the Green family, stabilize them first, and free up their strength to deal with us. Haven't you noticed? It's the second half of the year, have they not launched a concentrated crackdown operation yet..."

This guy might be anxious to drink water and burped while saying that, and didn't know what he had eaten. He opened his mouth and stinking smelled, which was close to Pris. Pris was not disgusted at all, but a shiny light appeared on his face.

"Centralized and unified action, mobilize peacekeeping military and police and government forces, and then let this new force focus on this. Why didn't I expect that my potential opponent is the only one of my potential opponents..." Pris thought lightly in his heart, and suddenly felt that although the special service captain made an important mistake, he seemed to be smart and trustworthy now.

"Tell me, are you anxious to find the video now? The female reporter who killed her, posted the video online, or fucked the grandson of the old patriarch Neil, and got him disabled. Then he warned no one in the local area to deal with the Chinese, so that they would become deaf and blind as soon as they came here, and turned into a group of messy flies. I was like throwing out a net at any time and killing them all." Priss had a gloomy face and slowly said his thoughts.

"The commander is right. We will implement it firmly. We will kill him immediately. But can I stop them from starting a concentrated attack? I think we should not stand up first. Is this OK..." Tysonda's face was full of cunning and used the unique voice of the special service captain to speak out a vicious plan.

"Okay..." After hearing him say that, Pris was full of contempt on his face. After a little thought, he tidied up his general uniform. He seemed to see a light of dawn that he had never seen before, and immediately shouted happily.

His golden teeth were shiny and dazzling, but they seemed to be the eyes of demonic ghosts, releasing suffocating light.

Afterwards, he praised Tysonda, the special service captain, for becoming more and more outstanding, and had experienced dealing with all kinds of people around the world. He earned black funds by making drugs in China, and met the Crazy Snake. Although there were some small episodes in the plan, isn’t the bigger and more mysterious plan still under preparation? Of course, the people around him had long been accustomed to his changing face, and they all said compliments with smiles on their faces.

Besides, when Mr. Nail received a call from Pogba, he was holding a meeting in a closed door under the dim light.

He sat on a shabby plastic chair with people of different ages surrounded by people of different ages. If you want to look closely from a close distance, these people really look a little similar.

If you ask for the reason, it would be much simpler, because they are all members of the Green tribe, and a man in his forties next to him said in a muffled voice:

"Brother, where is Nicholas' nephew locked up? Just say something. My brothers are there in several bases of Maverick Elephant. We are all from Fengyun Village. If you get someone out, there are only a dozen guns and dozens of machetes. Don't forget, we still have a few treasures hidden."

He was wearing a fashionable short-dressed kung fu suit, and his tight black clothes made his muscles break and cracked. The muscles on his chest were like several balloons piled together, bulging.

Everyone was discussing it in a low voice just now, but now he opened his mouth and the others immediately stopped talking, because everyone knew that this Kiel was not only a big man who had privately hidden strength among his tribe members, but also had a special identity, that is, he was the guard of the senior president Doyle.

Doyle was cut to death by his successor. Just as countless rebels were brutally ate Doyle's organs, Kiel Green, who was in his early twenties, loaded his bayonet, picked up seven or eight rebels, and jumped over the wall and jumped out of the surging sea water to escape.

After returning to Green City, under the arrangement of his elder brother Neil, he hid in Fengyun Village several miles away for a long time to practice military affairs, ready to protect his family at any time, saying that he was hiding from war in the mountains. Everyone in the tribe knew that this guy was not only good at kung fu, but many things that the local government troops lost their weapons and encountered sneak attacks were related to him.

"Three, don't do anything randomly. It's my grandson. You know. The matter is not clear yet. You can't do anything randomly. Now I can tell you why you were placed in Fengyun Village. It's not to preserve the family power. Another person with your temperament is too impulsive." Neil slowly stroked his stiff beard and looked at Kielyu with blood-red eyes.

The backbone of a branch was present, all of whom were from his nephews or grandchildren. Others were easy to say, but this Kiel gave him the most headache. He was furious before he could discuss it. His opponents are Chinese, not locals, and not those bandits. Naturally, they have to discuss it carefully.

"Carl, your princess Melinda is okay. I remember she has been working in the police station for half a year. She is a princess with high education. You have to take good care of her. She will be the hope of the family in the future..." Neil's eyes moved away from Kiel's face and kindly asked a tribe member next to her.

This tribe has high cheekbones, beards, and a pair of typical triangular eyes. It looks a bit like a modern version of the landlord Lao Cai. He is Neil's fourth brother and now runs a seafood store in Greentown.
Chapter completed!