The taxi driver was driving wildly, and a burst of dust was rolled up behind the car.

Liu Mang sat quietly on the passenger seat, his thin face had become a cold filled with frost. His fists were clenched so that his fingernails had fallen into the flesh of his palms.

In a corner outside the Mo family villa, a black sedan had deformed and stuck tightly on the corner. Inside the car, the left hand was constantly bleeding. Even the beautiful and beautiful blonde hair turned blood.

On the second floor of the Mo Family Villa, a young man looked at the deformed car indifferently, and a bloodthirsty and coldness curled up at the corner of his mouth. He murmured coldly: "Liu Mang is dead, why do you still protect the two useless old men Liu Qingcheng and Li Hui?"

As he said that, he thrust his finger.

Just as he snatched his fingers, the Land Rover, whose left-handed black sedan hit the corner of the wall, made a roar again, and hit the black sedan with his left-handed again.

After a few more violent impacts, the tiger finally let out a terrifying roar and left quickly.

When Land Rover left and was about to disappear, a taxi finally arrived in the afterglow of the sunset and stopped not far from the black sedan on his left hand with a silence.

Liu Mang stared at the black sedan that was almost a pile of scrap iron on the corner of the wall, and his heart suddenly became stagnant.

However, he couldn't believe the facts in front of him.

The next moment, he looked at the taxi driver with blood red eyes: "Use your phone."

"You use it, you use it...you use it!"

Looking at Liu Mang with red eyes, the driver's heart trembled. He quickly took out his paint-falling mobile phone and handed it to Liu Mang.

At this moment, the aura emitted from Liu Mang's body was too terrifying, as cold as frost and as sharp as an arrow. He dared not say a word.

After grabbing the phone from the driver's hand, Liu Mang quickly called the left hand.

Doudou...

An inaudible vibration sound came from the almost bursting black sedan.

The vibration was very soft, and the driver could not hear it. However, Liu Mang, Demon Jue and others in the car could hear it. As the world's top killers, they could hear it even slight vibrations.

"Death God. There!" Demon Lord and others pointed at the black sedan with a serious expression.

Liu Mang suddenly pushed open the car door and ran towards the almost ruined black sedan.

"Boom!"

Just as Liu Mang had just run two steps, the wall next to the black car suddenly fell, and directly flooded the car.

"Ah left!"

Liu Mang roared sadly and rushed over desperately. He grabbed the cement bricks with his bare hands and threw them around, hoping to clean up the bricks and stones sooner.

"Quick, hurry, hurry!"

The Demon Jue and others rushed over, and cleaned the waste bricks like Liu Mang.

On the second floor of the villa, a young man looked down at Liu Mang and others, and his eyes slowly became solemn and shocked.

"Liu Mang? Then...that's Liu Mang?"

"He...isn't dead?"

After repeated confirmation, the young man could no longer calm down and rushed into the house quickly, picked up the phone and ran away directly from behind.

While running, he called: "Dad, something is not good. Then Liu Mang is not dead."

"What? Not dead? Impossible." The same shocking and angry voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I have seen him. Please ask, what's going on? Didn't he go to the Sea of ​​Death to carry out a mission? Haven't he been buried in the sea?" the young man said in a panic, his face pale.

In the Beijing Military District, a middle-aged man grabbed the phone tightly. A sudden shock flashed in his eyes: "Can you..."

He remembered the series of strange orders that Mr. Chen suddenly gave today. A wave of fear rose from the soles of his feet.

This man is Mo Tianpeng, the deputy director of the Beijing Military Region.

"Is it something? Dad?" asked the young man who hurriedly fled from the Mo family villa in surprise.

Mo Tianpeng did not answer and said in a deep voice: "Don't ask anything, come and find me directly."

"Okay!" The young man responded and speeded up.

The young man is nothing else, but Mo Wuchang, the son of the Mo family who took people to arrest Liu Qingcheng.

After seeing Liu Mang recognize him, Mo Wuchang fled directly, while Liu Mang, Demon Jue and others frantically lifted the brick pressing on the black car. Bang bang bang bang bang bang...

Bricks and cement blocks kept flying out of Liu Mang's hands.

Soon, the cement bricks and stones on the car were removed, revealing the black body of the car, which was already crushed to an extreme.

Liu Mang pulled the broken car door away with one hand.

As soon as the car door was opened, a pungent smell of blood rushed over.

Liu Mang suddenly looked at the completely deformed cab, and his originally red eyes seemed to be dripping from bleeding.

Sorry! The scene in the cab can only be described as miserable!

After following him for five years, he blocked many bullets for him and killed many enemies for him.

The left hand had also encountered danger, but every time the left hand returned to him alive.

But this time...

The body of her left hand was curled up in front of the cab seat. Her blood stained the entire cab with dust, which was extremely sticky. Even the sticky blood was a little warm.

Looking at the cab in front of him, Liu Mang seemed to see a bloody Shura hell.

The left hand curled up in a pool of blood!

One of her arms was stretched out, and in front of her finger was a cell phone.

It seems that she wants to grab the phone, but she never succeeds.

"Ah Zuo!" Liu Mang's voice was already choked.

Liu Mang pushed open the seat tremblingly and carefully carried out the body of his left hand.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the bloody face of the left hand, and the evening breeze blew the bloody blonde hair of the left hand, blew a mess.

Liu Mang stared at the face of his left hand, and the blue eyes on his left hand were not closed, his eyes full of reluctance, unyielding, powerlessness, and a hint of excitement.

Liu Mang knew that the slight excitement was because of him. The blood-red sunset scattered on Liu Mang's face. He stared at his left hand, which was so close to him.

He could feel the broken bones on his left hand's body. He could feel the coldness of his left hand's body.

"This...is this?" The Demon Lord and others also fell on the faces of their left hand, and everyone's hearts were already filled with storms.

Because they already knew who the person in Liu Mang's arms was. That was the left hand of God.

"Many people think that our killers are cold-blooded and ruthless, but who knows that we are not cold-blooded and ruthless. We are just good at disguising and hiding?" Liu Mang gently closed his eyes for his left hand and murmured to himself.

At this moment, his eyes were as deep as a pool. The deep pool was filled with sadness, anger, pain, confusion and doubt. All kinds of complex expressions were mixed in his eyes.

Bang!

Liu Mang held his left hand and walked slowly along the flowers and stone bricks.

Blood dripped down his clothes from his left hand. Demon Jue and others followed silently. Everyone felt Liu Mang's deep pain.

"Woo!"

Suddenly, a harsh sirens sounded, and several police cars and black cars drove in quickly.

"Death God!" The Demon Lord reminded Liu Mang.

Liu Mang did not respond to the Demon Lord, and his eyes kept falling on the face of his left hand.

"Liu Mang!"

Soon, the police car and the car stopped beside Liu Mang. Chen Jiao and Chen Lao walked down.

Liu Mang finally raised his face, looked at Old Chen, and said softly:

"She is dead!"

"This is my subordinate who has been with me for five years. In the past five years, she has blocked no less than ten bullets for me and killed no less than a hundred top killers for me."

"In my heart, she is no longer my subordinate, but my friend, my relative, and my sister."

Listening to Liu Mang's words, all the things Mr. Chen wanted to say were overwhelmed in his heart.

As soon as he heard about the Mo family villa, he rushed over quickly, but he didn't expect it to be too late.

Mr. Chen sighed. He really didn't know how to comfort Liu Mang at this moment, so he could only say: "Liu Mang, I will ask someone to investigate it to the end."

"Tracking?" Liu Mang responded lightly, and suddenly looked at the Mo family villa next to him: "No need to track down, I already know who did it."

In an instant, a cold and intimidating cold light burst out from Liu Mang's eyes.
Chapter completed!