Until the end of the cocktail party, Hou Weikai still did not show up, which aroused the suspicion of many people at the scene. After the people from the Hou family found the body of the female bodyguard in the room upstairs, they found that Mr. Hou was missing.

Members of the joint investigation team who were already preparing to leave at the scene immediately blocked the scene and asked everyone to stay in place and not move and accept inquiries from the police officers present.

The female bodyguard had no extra trauma, and there was no trace of bruised and swelling caused by close combat. Either she was attacked by someone and had no chance to fight back, or the enemy's strength was far superior to her, resulting in her being cut off from her throat even if she was unable to fight the other party.

The forensic doctor made the initial judgment on the degree of the shattered neck. The moment he grabbed her neck, the other party did not hesitate at all. Almost when his hand touched the skin, he exerted force and directly pinched her neck, which made no fingerprints left on her skin. Even after processing and time precipitation, there was no way to extract fingerprints.

After the decorations inside the house and the bodyguard's bodyguard's bodyguard, the elites of the police soon confirmed something. The person who took action was a top expert, a master with a strong anti-reconnaissance consciousness. Everyone agreed that it was done by the woman with a strong visual impact, but no one could explain the next question. If it were her, judging from her clean and neat methods, she would have the opportunity to get close to Hou Weikai at any time. Why did she choose such a moment with many public figures and why everyone had the moment to see her appearance? Isn't this a contradiction?

Before figuring out this problem, the reconnaissance direction must not be placed on that woman. Everyone present today cannot completely avoid suspicion. Everyone in the police force must be inquired and provide evidence of absenteeism confirmed by at least three people.

There are dozens of bodyguards in the Hou family, and the surveillance equipment is spread throughout the area. No one has discovered how Hou Weikai and the person who kidnapped him left the villa where the cocktail party was held.

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India, a gathering place for a certain tribe.

Zhang Shidong was wearing a black imitation camouflage uniform, wearing a ghost mask on his face, and holding an M16. He rushed over from the distance of the jungle with tactical movements. As his body swung, his arms also swayed left and right with each other, and a bullet was fired out with his body movements.

Every bullet will reap a person's life.

In the core area of ​​this tribe, more than three hundred people gathered together and surrounded thirty people for an assault team, intending to annihilate the invading enemies within the encirclement.

Zhang Shidong has the ability to break through, but that violates the natural laws of human combat and loses the original intention of tempering his own reaction ability and practical ability. So he chose the method used by an orthodox strongman, constantly going deep and withdrawing, constantly eliminating enemies between advancing and retreating, and constantly eliminating enemies. It is a bit like a top CF e-sports champion-level player, playing very ordinary computers. No matter what kind of weapon you use, you can easily advance and retreat, and you can perfectly control the enemy to die at your own gun.

This is how Zhang Shidong spent all night, all the enemies he fought were huddled into the tribe and asked him with a relatively primitive radio speaker. Without any words, Zhang Shidong flashed within the visible range with a ghost mask. There was no sound in the tribe. Their mercenary group took over the task of entering Xiangjiang.

Human and ghosts came to fulfill his promise. That is, after all the teams entering Xiangjiang were wiped out, the human and ghosts did not give up and went directly to the base camp of the mercenary group to kill the group.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

Where does fame come from? Virtue and talent, bloody killing. The former takes decades or even a lifetime to accumulate. Only when you are over 70 years old can you become a "famous" person with both virtue and talent, and make people unconsciously worship you when you see you. This is not the kind of fame of some celebrity artists. The one who cares about the spirit behind the scenes - popularity, not the name before.

Bloody killings make you scared, kill you so hard that you dare not remember, kill you so hard that you fear, and finally, let you tremble unconsciously when you hear the name of this person, you will be afraid, and you will want to escape as far as you can.

Zhang Shidong is not a cruel person, but when his personal interests and the interests of those who care about him are violated, no matter who the other party is, he will repay him with ten or even a hundred times more ruthlessness, to make everyone afraid and let them know what kind of person you cannot afford to provoke.

Surrounding the tribe, Zhang Shidong launched the M16 to attack and kill to the farthest distance. Bullets were shot in from all directions. Each bullet would still harvest a life. But compared with the previous head-on confrontation, the dead people at this moment died in front of their own family, in front of their relatives, and in front of the powerless fight back.

After several hours of siege, the people in the tribe couldn't bear it anymore. As they shouted at the top of their lungs, they raised their guns and rushed out.

"I can't bear it anymore. I want to confront him head-on, so I don't believe it anymore. So many people can't kill him."

"If you want to change your life, I will count on me. Everyone has to shoot when they have the chance. Don't worry about us and don't let anyone become his shield to avoid bullets."

"It's better to stand up and fight, anyway, I won't hide here and be killed by him."

"Diet is not scary. What's scary is waiting for death. Instead of waiting for death, it's better to fight. It's not certain who lives and who dies?

"Human and ghost, we must catch you and find out your identity. We will let your soul after death experience what heartbreak means. We will find out all your relatives and friends. We will kill them one by one..."

After plucking up the courage, the remaining people formed a whole formation, and were not afraid of sacrifice, and frantically obtained the flames to extinguish the enemy with their last life.

Constant charge and continuous fall, the jungle became their purgatory field, countless people fell here, countless people became lonely souls, with resentment, hatred, unwillingness, and even more regretful.

I regret not taking on the task of being able to keep the opening for ten years and being able to have a wealth of food and clothing. Behind the huge commission, there must be huge dangers. This is the eternal truth in the mercenary world. Why can I be so shaken? Is the fame of humans and ghosts fake? Why do you provoke him?

Regret at this time? It's too late.

Want to ask for mercy? After years of killing, they have not left the capital to beg for mercy.

Those who kill people always kill them. After killing so many people, it is their turn to pay the price today.

Many people fell on the way to charge. In this case, Zhang Shidong no longer simply aimed at the forehead. Some people were hit in the heart and had a short memory of their death. At this moment, what appeared in their minds were those who had died in their hands. Do they still remember the expressions of those people before they died. Do they still remember the same way they were now?

A tribe was destroyed in 24 hours. The famous mercenary group in Southeast Asia and even West Asia was completely destroyed. All the old and **shu participated in the war. All except the young children fell on the road to charge. Finally, when the sound of the charge disappeared, several Taotie old men sounded the throne around them, connecting more than a dozen young children in the house, and buried them with the tribe. Their bravery made Zhang Shidong give the highest respect to the entire army in the end, conquering all the bodies back to the tribe, and cremating them with a big fire.

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Three mercenary groups entering Xiangjiang were destroyed in their base camp within five days. Those who received news that they did not want to live and die with the mercenary group and had the opportunity to survive, but they no longer dared to regard themselves as members of the mercenary group. In this life, they could only live in self-blame and dared not even take revenge.

The name of humans and ghosts resounds on the stage of the world again. In the underground order, humans and ghosts are still the hot stars, always wearing black clothes. Whenever his battle ends, the black clothes will turn dark red. Someone once saw the humans and ghosts who returned from the blood battle. At that time, his clothes were dark red and wet. Drops of blood, which belonged to him or the enemy, dripping from the clothes. When the sun shines on the clothes, bursts of blood will come to your face, making people feel unbearable. A trace of light red mist appears from the clothes. The whole person looks very terrifying from a distance, like a bloody god of killing returning from hell.

When Zhang Shidong left India's borders, he met an old acquaintance, wearing a white gauze dress, looming, adhering to the tradition of India's top beauties. This woman who you can't tell at all is the best among the best. Her eyes are like the starry sky at midnight, deep, making you completely immersed in it and unable to extricate yourself, deeply attracted by it, worshipped under the starry sky.

Seeing her, Zhang Shidong looked a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I said I won't come here. Who told you to be not disciplined? I can only discipline you for a while, so that everyone here can think you are too arrogant."

The other party was neither happy nor sad nor angry, but stared at Zhang Shidong with endless sorrow and a look that made you and me feel pity.

Zhang Shidong raised his hands and surrendered: "I surrender, I surrender, aunt, I am convinced. I promise if I enter this country in the future, will it be okay to go through your permission first?"

It's still the same look, the same resentment, and it's still so pitiful.

Zhang Shidong grinned: "Your uncle, Brahmin, don't think that you can use this racial surname as your own. I'm still riding it. I'm so sad that I turned around and stuck my butt out for me, so I'll let you have another shot."

Words are rough, shameless, and hurtful.

No one can stand Zhang Shidong's words, but this person turned around obediently, untied his clothes obediently, and bent down to...
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