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The car that was hit suddenly swung and braked. The two cars behind him also stopped instantly.

Almost at the same time, the soldiers of the Crow Squad disguised as civilians took action one after another, and several fatal grenades were removed from their hands and rolled into the car completely.

As the car was about to be blown into the sky by grenades, the doors of the two cars behind were opened, and several figures rushed out like lightning and instantly scattered behind nearby obstacles.

One of them raised his hand and several steel balls came out, first and then arrived, accurately hitting the grenades. With a few explosions, the grenades exploded before they could complete their mission.

The man threw, flipped forward, and avoided in one go. His movements were as fast as the characters in a fighting game, and the bullets of the enemy that followed were all gone.

A woman got out of the car, carrying a rifle that was almost one-person tall, with a cold face and a heroic appearance. She rushed to the side of the street residential house, kicked her feet, and turned over and fell on the roof. She lay down, raised her gun, aimed, and shot, and completed this series of actions within a second. Before she could pull the trigger, the sniper, who was aiming at her, felt that her forehead was hit by a huge force and she instantly lost consciousness.

What's even more exaggerated is a man holding a double gun, one with a red pistol, running, jumping, rolling, moving and shooting, and his expression was calmly shuttled through the enemy's guns and bullets. The two guns in his hand sprayed the flames of death, quickly harvesting the lives of the soldiers of the Crow Squad. The soldiers could not even keep up with him at the speed of turning the muzzle, so they could only pull the trigger frantically and design at him randomly.

However, the man with two guns was flexible and quick, as if he had turned into an agent in the Matrix. He had a string of afterimages behind him, flashing through all the bullets, while the bullets flying out of his muzzle were spinning and accurately penetrated the enemy's heart or head.

The sniper woman and the double-gun man staged a rapid massacre, while the other people just stood silently beside the first car, with a calm expression and the fierce battle could not arouse any panic. The cold and indifferent aura made people feel that these people were even stronger.

In a blink of an eye, the one-sided battle was over and the convoy was on the road again. This time, the first car learned his lesson and walked in the middle. Except for the sniper woman and the two-gun man, the others returned to the car. The three cars left a messy scene and left.

The sniper woman and the double-gun man were walking steadily on the roofs on both sides of the street, jumping ten feet, flying around the eaves and walls, following the sides of the car, with sharp eyes constantly scanning the surroundings. Just like the light skills in martial arts novels, the two followed the car with a speed of fifty or sixty kilometers per hour, and it was effortless, as if they were jogging and walking.

...

"... After receiving the message, the Crow Squad has died, it's time for us to do it." The bald black man hidden in the slums in the distance said coldly to his companions after receiving the message from the mysterious man.

"GOOD! Do a big fight!" Hearing the news of his own death, the black men were not surprised or afraid, but became even more excited. They looked like they were rubbing their fists and ready to do a big fight.

"Set off!"

With the command of the bald black man, the black team, seven tall black men, holding weapons, rushed out of the house with a cold expression. When they arrived at the wall, the bald black man jumped suddenly and instantly soared three or four meters away, crossing the wall. The rest of the people followed closely behind with superman's jumping force, and then jumped along the roof of the house, rushing to the battle site with super power.

Genetic warriors, these black men have all been transformed by genetic drugs. They have gained superhuman power, speed and endurance. In addition, they were originally the elite of special forces, and with the support of advanced weapons and superhuman abilities, there were almost no tasks they completed - they are one of the most famous teams of the International Mercenary Organization, Black Death.

The captain, also known as the bald black man, is a super genetic warrior who has undergone secondary genetic transformation. His ability has reached the level of an A-level cultivator, and coupled with the blessing of weapons and equipment, his strength is no less than that of an S-level cultivator or superpower with peak strength.

In addition, the couple cooperated with each other in a very tacit way. They could also complete many super S-level tasks successfully. They never missed it.

This time, they received an S-level mission. Assassinated a person. The previous Crow Squad was just a test. They were just ordinary mercenaries, so it was natural that they failed.

The sacrifice of the Crow Team is worth it. Some of the opponent's strength was tested. A sniper and warrior with B combat power, a double gunner with A combat power, and three other combat powers with unknown strength but probably B, which is comparable to one of his own. The bald black man is confident of completing the mission.

The condescending and super-visible sniper girl noticed a figure quickly approaching on the roof from a distance and whistled.

"It seems there will be a good show." The man with two guns laughed, raised his two guns, and was ready to go.

"Joanna, leave the sniper to you." The bald black man said to the only female black man in the team. A fire of fighting spirit flashed in the woman's eyes, which was the gaze of the two females when they were about to duel for some authority. The black woman moved without saying a word, and turned her eyes to the star and attacked the sniper girl more than a thousand meters away.

Through the telescope, the sniper girl had already made predictions from her movements and easily avoided the other party's design. Bang! The bullets accurately exploded on the wall behind the head where she was standing. The corner of the sniper girl's mouth raised slightly, and her cold face finally showed a trace of interest. Her eyes became focused and serious. She raised her hand to shoot, and instantly shot a bullet that was retaliated.

This is how the showdown between the two female snipers began.

On the other hand, the man with the double gun also met his opponent, and two black soldiers entangled him. Although the two were slightly lacking in strength, they stood comparable to the man with the tacit cooperation. Both sides used obstacles to keep moving and shooting, dodging and fighting back, and staged various guns and martial arts.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the remaining three men of the Black Death rushed straight towards the target vehicle. The remaining three guards rushed up to block the vehicle and fought with the three men.

The car that was first attacked was parked quietly on the road without any movement. The people in the car did not move, and just carried it in the car quietly, allowing the two sides to fight in front of them.

Occasionally, stray bullets flew over, but they could not break the bulletproof shell of the car. Those threatening bombs and grenades were intercepted by the defenders with precise attacks. The battle seemed to be in a stalemate for a moment.

No, there was another person who did not show up - the bald captain who was hiding behind the back and directing his subordinates to fight was hiding an inconspicuous shooting point. When all the guards were distracted, he finally launched a fatal killing move.

He held a huge caliber gun in his hand, the Bater anti-equipment sniper rifle S-3, which is specially designed to deal with the powerful guns made of special alloys. It can easily penetrate all existing tanks in various countries. With the special palladium armor-piercing bullets, the bullet can even be released at a speed of 2,000m/s, and it can catch up with Gauss weapons...

Bang!

A huge gunshot resounded through the sky, and the silver bullet instantly broke through the factors, flying towards the target hundreds of meters away like an invisible lightning. After less than a second of the incident, the target's head would instantly turn into a scarlet smoke!

However……

The imagined burst did not appear. One hand blocked the bullet's way and trembled slightly - a "pop" sound, the hand clenched its fist, and its fist trembled slightly. A trace of red blood overflowed from the fingers.

The man put down his hand and opened his palm. He saw a twisted and deformed bullet lying on his palm. The bullet pierced his skin and went in half a centimeter.

The man, who was in his fifties, sighed and said to himself with emotion: "Oh, I didn't expect that I would have a day when I would receive such bullets with no hands."

After saying that, his plain eyes passed through a distant distance and landed on the bald black man in the distance.

The bald black man didn't know what was happening in the car. Suddenly, he felt a bone-broken chill, and instinctively turned one side of his body. His right arm suddenly cooled down, and his right hand suddenly became lighter. From the corner of his eyes, he saw that his right arm was cut off and flew high.

boom!

The attack object that was almost uncaptured by sight fell on the wall behind him, like a missile exploded and gravel splashed!

"Old Zhang, your flying knife is not as accurate as before." In the car that was parked, the old man who was receiving bullets with his bare hands turned around and joked to another old man in the back seat of the car.

"Oh, it's old, it's useless. Leave the rest to the young people to clean up." The thin old man with fifty hair laughed with a kind face, like a retired teacher next door. He has an impressive pair of hands: his fingers are slender, white and shiny as jade, without any wrinkles, and is very well maintained.

In the back seat, there was a beautiful young woman sitting next to the old man. Looking at the two old men talking, she just smiled slightly, as quiet as orchids.

"Damn, are these guys monsters?"

The members of the Black Death God were more and more frightened than the relaxed and comfortable things in the car, and the more they fought, the more they became.

The endurance of these guards is like endless. The warrior of the Black Death God is gradually showing signs of fatigue, and the other party is still full of energy. What makes the few people even more collapsed is that the other party's body is terrible, and the rifle and bullets cannot penetrate their skin! OMG, don't bully people like this!

Who is the transformed human being?

The most terrifying thing was the bald black captain. He lost his right arm inexplicably, but he couldn't even see the shadow of the enemy. He instantly realized that the other party was definitely not a strong man he could resist. "Is it the legendary super S-level combat power? Damn, how could this woman have such a strong guard? Is he the illegitimate daughter of the leader of Country Z?"

Just as he was jealous of his desire to retreat, a guard defeated his opponent and ran towards him like lightning, reaching out to capture him.

Seeing this, the bald black man knew that not only failed the mission today, but he would definitely not be able to escape. He was also a tough guy, but he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Die together!" He pulled the special self-destructive grenade.

boom!

The guard who could not dodge was instantly engulfed by the fire, and his bloody figure flew backwards.

At the critical moment, the guardian had both hands in front of his face, blocking the explosive force rushing towards his head. However, the front half of his body was torn apart by the power of the explosion, and countless ferocious wounds were exposed.

The guard after landing, gritted his teeth and stood there tremblingly, enduring the explosion. He did not die on the spot. The flesh and blood in the front half of his body was almost blown away, revealing bleeding bones and broken internal organs.

But he saw him dig out a small cylinder from his tattered left arm - it seemed to have been buried in the flesh and blood of his arm before. He bit at one end of the half-sized small cylinder, the wooden shell was broken, and the green liquid emitting light flowed into his body along his throat.

"Forehead……"

The guard who had suffered such severe injuries before and didn't say anything, finally couldn't help but start grinding his teeth and groaning. His whole body was like a soldering iron thrown into a bucket and emitted a strong steam instantly, sizzling like fried vegetables... When the noise disappeared and the steam dissipated, the seriously injured guard was half kneeling on the ground like exhaustion, panting, as if he had just experienced a difficult fight.

I saw that he was sweating all over and his face was strangely flushed. The wounds on his body had healed, leaving only bright red marks, just like delicate skin that had just grown.

After a moment of rest, it proved that the guards finally returned to their normal state and stood up silently. The serious injuries they had suffered before seemed to be an illusion.

"puff!"

With the sound of flesh and blood bursting, a blood hole as big as a bowl appeared on the back of the black woman's heart, and she fell down with her eyes open. The female sniper on the guard side lowered her muzzle and gasped slightly.

With the last black warrior being killed, the Black Death Mercenary Team, which was once famous in the mercenary world and even a legendary generation, was destroyed in such a way.

...

Tens of thousands of kilometers away, in a secret base in the United States, there was a screen of the last black death warrior being killed in a display screen.

Satellite monitoring video. The most powerful satellite monitoring technology in the United States can monitor the live situation of any unoptical shielded location on Earth at any time.

In front of the screen, a white middle-aged man in a suit looked at the screen, silent, without saying a word. Behind him were a few staff members who were so arrogant that they dared not speak out, and were also silent.

"Record, the target has a super S-level guard. The preliminary evaluation is at least one SS-level or above." The half-bald middle-aged man finally spoke. His voice was calm and like iron.

"Notify our people to suspend the fishing plan and switch to secret surveillance and not to be exposed."

With the orders of the white man, a secret intelligence group active on another continent quickly changed its work strategies.

In fact, it is far more than the Americans paying attention to this matter. This battle was quickly fed back to the intelligence agencies of Country Z, Europe, and even more countries.
Chapter completed!