The dense gunfire gradually stopped sparsely, and Cia, who was only nine people, leaned against the iron box, looked at the figure standing in the aisle on the side, and his hands holding the gun were trembling. Smith was shot in the arm and changed the magazine tremblingly. He knew a little about the abilityists. The two people who were seconded from the upper level just now were, but they disappeared in a short time. He stared at the bottom of the other party's eyes, full of horror.

Fred, not far away, and two policemen were stunned, "What happened just now?"

"The person who sprayed his hand... seemed to be beaten into a pile of rotten meat."

One of the policemen looked at the broken human figure on the ground, and his voice stammered in response to his companion's words, his voice trembling obviously.

At this time, the Eastern European man wearing a duckbill hat came in with a fat old man in a black leather jacket. The old man was tilted with sunglasses, looking at the Cia behind the hidden bunker in the distance, and there were several figures in white coats, and smiled embarrassedly: "You are here too..." After a moment, Zorn reached out to take off his sunglasses, put them on the bridge of his nose, threw the old man to the four young men squatting there, and squatted together with lowered eyebrows and drooping his eyes. Look at me, I look at you, and I feel embarrassed to speak.

Over there, the Eastern European man walked a few steps and nodded at Dawns in the aisle ahead.

“It’s done outside.”

The latter's face was even more smiling, and he stepped on the flesh and blood that fell from the ground and sounded a "bang" sound on the soles of his shoes. He looked at the front, hiding on both sides, and one or two police caps, spreading his hands with fingers and gloves.

"Make a formal self-introduction, my name is Dawns, it has nothing to do with the Hound Organization. Among you, I have met Director Smith on the information."

He smiled and looked at Smith, whose arms were dyed red. The other party's face was pale and his arms were trembling. Seeing that the other party still refused to give up, Dawns shook his index finger.

"Respectable Director Smith, I think you can rest assured that I will not kill you today. You also need to bring my name back to the headquarters of Cia and remember to be on the list of the most dangerous people. As for the others..."

His eyes swept over the Cia agent, police, and several researchers behind the iron box bunker.

“……...............”

In the last episode, the only nine cias left were stunned for a moment. Near the mechanical table where the energy ring was stored, Linda hugged Natalie beside her and was so scared that she almost cried. Under the skirt, her legs were shaking like a sieve, and a urination was about to overflow.

"Boss, who are they..."

It’s okay to say that the gunfight is there, after all, it’s always in the news, and I can barely accept it, but the tall man broke his skin and flesh with one punch. When he thought of that scene, he subconsciously held Natalie tightly.

"It would be great if the tiger was here..."

On the side, Natalie's breathing was a little disordered, but she still pressed Linda's trembling back comfortably. She couldn't see a look of fear on her face, but she felt a little confused and uneasy in her heart. But even if she was as scared as Linda, what could she do?

If the other party only takes away the energy conversion device, it may be able to save everyone's lives.

"Take the things away!"

Natalie took a deep breath, suddenly stood up, pointing to the metal ring lying quietly on the mechanical table, "But I hope you can let everyone here go."

Looking fiercely, Dawns looked at his brown hair and blue eyes, his eyes slowly moved down, his plump breasts, his slender waist, his legs wearing glass silk under his white coat, and he laughed out loud.

"A smart woman, but you don't have to give it to me, I can just take it away easily. And, you are still two of you, who are so beautiful women."

Behind him, an Eastern European man named Zon frowned slightly, and the flower turban on the other side shook his head at him and told him not to worry.

"I'm afraid you're dreaming, Mr. Dawns!"

Fred leaned against the iron box and shouted to the other side, "As a policeman, I wouldn't agree to such a thing at all. Then, he slanted his eyes at Smith who was a little ahead, slapped the gun back with a revolver in his hand, leaned back to the gun half-kneeling.

Bang!

The muzzle spewed out of flames, and stood there, Dawns turned his head. Mars jumped up on the wall behind. The next second, he raised his foot to the iron box in front of him to print the shoe print. In the metal moan of "squeaking", the iron box rubbed against the ground and hit the iron box in front of Fred at an extremely fast speed. The huge impact force directly knocked the detective backwards and slid several meters on the ground. His arms twisted and he drooped away from the pain.

"Do it!"

Smith roared, nine Cia agents around him, two policemen stood up and pointed their guns at the man, and were instantly suppressed by the firepower of the armed personnel at the warehouse gate. The densely populated sparks were pressed back to the back of the iron box to hide.

The four young men on the side of the door tightened their necks and jumped around, which was so shocked that they were even tighter. Long Xingzheng scolded them, and then a bullet brushed across his face and hit the wall behind. The old man shouted directly and squeezed into the middle of the four.

Among the countless flashing and splashing sparks, Dawns seemed to be listening to the most wonderful music. Xinting walked towards the mechanical table, swept over the other side who was beaten and dared not protrude his head, and tsk his tongue twice.

"Is this the US CIA intelligence agent?"

Someone shot empty magazine and pulled out the dagger and rushed over. Dawns raised his punch and swept the opponent's door, not even looking at it. He slowly approached the mechanical table and took his hands to look at the iron ring on it.

"I took the stuff, you guys agreed, who will die and who will live?"

In the slutty words, he glanced at Natalie and Linda who were squatting at a long table not far away. He grinned between his thick beards and reached for the ring on the table.

Wow—

Suddenly, the sound of glass breaking sounded. The burly figure who reached out to look at the sound, the window above the warehouse shattered and roared through the air, and an iron pipe as thick as an arm shot in, passing through the front line of dense fire, the big man in the flower turban keenly avoided, and the armed personnel holding a gun and pulling the trigger next to him disappeared instantly, with only a series of blood beads rising in the air and falling back.

When the people around looked closely, the iron pipe penetrated the human body and was deeply stuck on the metal wall of the warehouse, and the remaining strength was still buzzing and trembling.

"There are people outside?" Dawns looked back at Zon. The Eastern European man responsible for cleaning up the outside was also confused. He looked at his subordinates hanging on the wall and came to his senses. An armed person standing behind him was in Yu Guangli. His weapon fell to the ground with a big hand that stretched out from outside and pulled him to the corridor outside the door.

"Ken!" Zon shouted, rushing outside with the flower turban, all he saw was his hands pulled outside, lying on the ground with his neck twisted, and he didn't move anymore.

The sudden change made the warehouse quiet instantly. Smith and several agents of Cia breathed nervously, listening to the movements around, and looking at each other, not knowing what was going on.

The two women who were hugging each other were also looking around. Linda pulled off her skirt and wanted to speak, but Natalie raised her finger and pointed to the outside.

Over there, Dawns picked up the ring and looked around, his face a little bad, and he seemed to hear other movements outside during the rainy night outside.

It's the sound of rain.

The wind whimpered and ran across the eaves with raindrops. The armed soldiers in the Kuangmen seemed to feel a predatory beast outside grinning and roaring, lingering in the silent footsteps, hiding in the dark waiting to bare the fangs.

The dangerous aura made them feel a chill on their backs and their necks, making them feel cold.

Zon under the eaves outside the door seemed to be dazzled and saw the colorful tiger head flashing away in the dark outside. He hurriedly chased after him, but he bumped into someone instinctively. He reached out and grabbed it and beat him. As a result, he saw that Pova was guarding outside.

"Zon, I saw the captain!" The woman covered in water vapor shouted directly at the man in a mess, "He is back!"

Zon was stunned.

The man named Ken from the flower turban was also stunned.

At this moment, a crisis arose in the hearts of several people, and a huge depression fell on their shoulders in an instant. The next second, a tiger roar was vaguely heard from the rainy night.

While the timid chill climbed up to his heart, a metal wall in the warehouse broke open with a bang, and the metal rolled inward and revealed a large mouth. A tall figure rushed in like a cannonball, knocking over an iron box blocking the road. The water vapor all over his body seemed to be unable to catch up with the figure's speed, and it showed a human-shaped outline in the air, and the moment it fell to the ground-

The tall figure suddenly swung his fist, and the air burst into a tiger roar. Dawns in front of the mechanical platform overturned his arms, and with a bang, the terrifying punch hit his arms.

The iron plate at Dawns' feet twisted and sunken, and his whole body rushed from all his sights, and a straight black line hit the metal wall on the other side.
Chapter completed!