The fifth thousand nine hundred and twenty-six chapters bloody fangs
There was silence in the dim warehouse. Sha Xiaofeng hugged the young monk tightly, fearing that the boy would raise the sharp dagger again regardless.
At this time, the man in gray slumped on the ground, holding his broken leg with both hands, looking at the little monk with a horrified face. He instinctively shouted in a somewhat stiff Chinese dialect: "I... am not a nighthawk. I am really not a nighthawk."
Eagle is not here!"
From the murderous aura radiating from the bald boy in front of him, he already understood that this boy was definitely not from the police or the national security, because the police and the national security would use interrogation to obtain the information they wanted to know, but this little monk in front of him
Just take the knife and cut off his head.
The man in gray reacted quickly. He had already understood from the murderous aura radiating from the young monk that this boy really had no concept of "captive" and would chop off his head if he attacked.
At this time, the man in gray already knew that if the other two hadn't stopped the stupid boy just now, he would have been regarded as a nighthawk and had his head chopped off on the spot to give it to this boy's "second grandpa", so he quickly admitted that he
He was not a Nighthawk. To avoid being killed directly by this little monk, his survival instinct made him blurt out, "I am not a Nighthawk."
At this time, Situ Xuan in the off-road vehicle also looked at the murderous little monk in shock. He then looked at the two national security team members standing by the car door to protect him, and asked in a low voice: "This little brother is too fierce.
Is he with you? But just now I saw that he is really a monk, otherwise how could he chant scriptures so skillfully?"
A Guoan team member heard his question, shook his head and replied in a low voice: "He is not from our Guoan, he came with Captain Wan and others."
Situ Xuan looked at Wan Lin standing by the warehouse door in shock and said, "That young man is Captain Wan? Isn't he from your National Security Bureau?"
Another team member on the side replied in a low voice: "They are not from our bureau, they may be operatives sent by the General Administration. After you were kidnapped, the head of the General Administration was furious. Captain Wan and others came here to cooperate with us to rescue you."
As soon as the Guoan team member finished speaking, a deep roar sounded from the front: "You bastard, you can't die now!" Amidst Wan Lin's deep roar, his left hand reached out like lightning and pinched the man in gray's jaw.
Pull down.
Sha Xiaofeng also reacted quickly and punched forward with his right fist. "Bang", with a heavy blow, the head of the man in gray was thrown to the side, and at the same time a stream of water was sprayed out from his mouth.
Pillars of blood and several white teeth flew out at the same time.
It turned out that when the man in gray saw the murderous little monk charging toward him with a knife, he instinctively shouted "I am not a nighthawk" in extreme panic, but then another look of despair flashed in his eyes.
, opened his mouth and bit down hard.
Wan Lin saw the light shining in the opponent's eyes, and he immediately reached out with his left hand and took off the joint on the opponent's jaw. Sha Xiaofeng also immediately realized that the opponent's teeth must be embedded with poisonous fangs, and the opponent was going to commit suicide!
The man in gray must have realized that he had betrayed Nighthawk unconsciously, so he wanted to bite the poison and kill himself to prevent his family from being implicated. When Sha Xiaofeng heard Wan Lin's roar, he also reacted quickly and threw a punch
, directly knocking out the big teeth of the man in gray.
Following the screams of the man in gray, Sha Xiaofeng grabbed the man's jaw with his left hand, and put his right hand into his mouth. He then took out a bloody fang from the man's back molar.
He glanced at the bloody tooth in his hand, and then took out a small plastic piece from his pocket. He stuffed the tooth in, looked at the man in gray with blood on his face and sneered: "It's not that easy to die!"
Sha Xiaofeng looked at Wan Lin who was standing aside and asked: "Captain Wan, is he really not Nighthawk?" He still doesn't know what Wan Lin and Feng Dao relied on to determine that this kid is not Nighthawk.
Wan Lin replied in a low voice: "Definitely not. If Nighthawk were only as cowardly as he was, he wouldn't have gained such a big reputation." As he said that, he grabbed the man in gray by the hair and pressed him against the wall.
He asked sharply: "Where is Nighthawk now?" The man in gray looked up at Wan Lin. At this time, he had already seen that this extremely young man was the leader of the other party.
Just when the man in gray was hesitating, Wan Lin had a furious look on his face. He raised his right hand, tapped his middle finger on the opponent's chest a few times like lightning, and shouted angrily at the same time: "Say,
Where is the nighthawk?"
He then looked at Sha Xiaofeng who was standing next to him and ordered: "Cover his mouth!" Sha Xiaofeng let go of the little monk and covered the mouth of the man in gray. He already knew in his heart that this leopard-headed man must be
Special means were used to force the whereabouts of Nighthawk.
Following Wan Lin's finger pointing, the man in gray was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand what the other party had done to him. Then his whole body twitched violently, and his mouth that was tightly covered by Sha Xiaofeng let out a painful "
"Woo" sound.
Sha Xiaofeng stared intently at the man in gray, and he already understood in his heart that Wan Lin, a master of martial arts, must have used acupuncture techniques to reverse the opponent's meridians, causing the opponent to suffer a bone-crushing pain.
Sure enough, in only about ten seconds, the whining cry from the man in gray had become much quieter, the muscles on his entire face had become distorted, and a look of begging for mercy appeared in the kid's eyes.
Wan Lin saw the look in the other person's eyes, raised his hand and tapped the other person's chest a few more times, and Sha Xiaofeng quickly released his right hand covering the other person's chest.
Wan Lin stared into the other person's eyes and asked coldly: "Where is Nighthawk now? Tell me!" The man in gray took a deep breath and looked at Wan Lin in horror.
He then opened his bloody mouth and replied in a vague voice: "Nighthawk is indeed not here. We are just escorting the hostages here to hide temporarily, waiting for his action order." This kid's big teeth had already been punched by Sha Xiaofeng.
Knock it off, so the sound is extremely blurry.
When Wan Lin heard the other party's answer, he frowned and asked: "Where is Nighthawk now? If you don't tell me, I will let you taste what you just said!" Sha Xiaofeng heard the other party's blunt Chinese language and followed suit.
Asked again in English.
The other party looked at Wan Lin in fear, and then he looked at Sha Xiaofeng and said a few words in English hastily. Sha Xiaofeng then looked at Wan Lin and said: "He said that at noon yesterday, Nighthawk asked him to go two miles away from here.
Have lunch in a residential area 1km away and prepare him to evacuate at any time."
After Sha Xiaofeng finished translating, he stared into the other person's eyes and asked in English: "What is the specific location of that residential area? Which floor and number are you going to?"