Chapter 564 Mysterious Organization [Please give me gifts, please order full order]

Hesit ~

Four heads soared into the sky, and blood directly covered the camera.

Everyone who watched this scene couldn't help but retreat suddenly, conditioned reflexes away from the screen.

The moment their heads left their necks, they seemed to have seen their end.

The sweat on my forehead was already dense and slid down my cheeks.

There is only the heavy breathing of the surveillance personnel in the entire monitoring room.

At this time, Pablo Escoba also stared at him with disbelief, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Empty eyes, hideous skeleton mask, bloody means.

Pablo Escobar couldn't help but look at his door, as if the figure would appear in front of him in the next moment.

In the room, eight shadows suddenly appeared behind Pablo Escobar, and everyone looked serious.

"Wait a little longer, I want to know who this person is!" Pablo Escobar did not look back, but just said again.

The eight figures remained motionless, and did not say a word, nor hid them anymore.

Everyone was looking at the screen solemnly, Zhuang Ming's figure.

The perfect super-long cutting arc Tang sword in Zhuang Ming's hand had swung towards the next access control, fingerprint recognition access control.

The materials of this door are better and more luxurious than the previous one.

The most important thing is that Zhuang Ming saw familiar materials on the outside of this gate, which were suddenly coated with a layer of special materials.

Very good work.

But it still couldn't stop Zhuang Ming's pace.

One knife!

Cut it open directly!

No obstacles!

Many people have focused on the knife in Zhuang Ming's hand, which is definitely not an ordinary knife.

The strong are also very persistent in weapons.

People who hold a magic weapon and are confronting the same level as themselves can often be killed.

There are no bodyguards outside this gate, because inside is Pablo Escobar's residence, an ordinary gate.

Looking at the empty corridor, Zhuang Ming certainly would not hesitate.

Step by step ~

The footsteps seemed extremely clear in the empty corridor, like the death-seeking sound of the god of death.

Pablo Escoba was not staring at the screen at this time, but at the gate.

Everyone in the room stared at the door, waiting for the figure to come.

The remaining eight people in the Shadow Team were tense at this time and could use their most powerful attack at any time.

At this time, when I thought about it, I also knew what happened to Xiaojiu!

Crack~

The door slowly opened, and Zhuang Ming's figure appeared in front of them.

The most conspicuous one is of course the skeleton mask.

However, when we meet, it is completely different from watching surveillance.

Every step you take, the air in the house drops once, just like a human air conditioner, but this air conditioner contains the coldness of frozen souls.

Looking at Pablo Escobar, who was sitting upright on the sofa, as if waiting for him to come, Zhuang Ming's eyes flashed with a hint of playfulness.

Bang ~

Zhuang Ming's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The owner of Pablo Escobar's shadow squad immediately took action and blocked Pablo Escobar's surroundings.

Special daggers, special boxing gloves, special machetes, and even special bows and arrows.

It's really a variety of things!

Pablo Escobar's pupils couldn't help but shrink directly to their limits. This speed was too fast and completely exceeded the limits of the pupils.

He couldn't do it, and a trace of bad feeling had already arisen in his heart.

However, Zhuang Ming did not take action, but appeared five meters away from his expression, watching all this in a sarcasm.

For some reason, they clearly saw a hint of joke even though they had their empty eyes.

This is a very contradictory feeling.

"Who are you?" Pablo Escobar's voice was a little hoarse. He really couldn't remember who this person was?

With terrifying skills, terrifying speed, and terrifying means, such people will definitely not be an unknown person.

But no one in his mind can match the number?

Where did this person come out?

And it was so easy to break through the building that he could be called perfect defense.

How did the other party reach the roof of the building?

This is still a mystery!

"This is how you entertain the 'guests'?" Zhuang Ming's cold voice rang out, almost on a tone, and at the same time it made people feel a little creepy.

"Get out!" Pablo Escoba looked straight at Zhuang Ming's hideous mask, as if he wanted to see through the invader and spit out two words.

Then, the shadow team quickly retreated behind Pablo Escobar, but the weapons in his hand were not put away, and he looked at Zhuang Ming with vigilance.

"Please sit down!"

"Take tea!" Pablo Escoba was also calm and terrifying at this time, as if he really regarded Zhuang Ming as a guest.

His assistant hurriedly ran aside to pour a cup of tea for Zhuang Ming.

Then he ran away quickly, as if he was very afraid of Zhuang Ming.

Zhuang Ming was also sitting on the sofa without hesitation, looking at the room unscrupulously.

But Pablo Escobar didn't say a word, waiting for Zhuang Ming's answer.

Those who achieve great things never lack patience.

"Good patience." Zhuang Ming praised him with a teasing praise, turning his head to look at Pablo Escobar staring at him with both eyes.

It made Pablo Escobar's eyes twitch.

If the person in front of him hadn't really given him a bad premonition, he would have killed this guy long ago.

"S-level genetic warrior, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk ~ I didn't expect that the famous drug lord had such strength. It's really a bit surprising. Everyone underestimated you. No wonder you can escape from so many encirclements."

Immediately afterwards, Zhuang Ming's words made Pablo Escoba stand up directly, exuding a violent aura, and murderous aura was everywhere.

However, it is completely useless to Zhuang Ming.

That murderous aura will never enter Zhuang Ming's side.

Strength has always been Pablo Escobar's secret, no one knows it, but this mysterious masked man actually told it out in one go.

"Who is it? If you are from that organization, I have done it according to your requirements every year!" Pablo Escoba's eyes narrowed into needle-shaped light, flashing with a cold light, and his eyes were like two sharp arrows to see through Zhuang Ming's skeleton mask.

Unfortunately, it has no effect.

"Well? Organization? I'm very curious. If you say it, I might not kill you today!" A light of inspiration flashed quickly in Zhuang Ming's mind, but when he wanted to catch it, it disappeared, and the cold and plain voice was filled with a hint of exploration.

For Zhuang Ming, whether to kill or not is really his decision.

But here, the atmosphere is tense again.

They didn't know Zhuang Ming's methods, and they were confident in their strength, at least they had an advantage in the number of people.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!