The silent mercenaries turned their attention to Pandora, wanting to see the opinion of deputy captain Pandora, but Pandora's face showed no expression, and her eyes looked blankly forward.

"I won't leave." Wu Nan muttered in a low voice to express his position.

However, Wu Nan, who has only been a lurker for a short time, does not represent the mainstream thoughts of the mercenaries. He only represents his personal thoughts and cannot influence the whole group.

Swart glanced at Zhao Ziyang, then at Pandora, and smiled without saying a word.

At this moment, the smell of thick smoke came from the nostrils of the mercenaries. They couldn't help but become vigilant and moved their eyes to the door of the suite. The smell came from the well-sealed door.

"I'll go take a look." Tiger Shark stood up and walked to the door, stood at the door and twitched his nose, and then opened the door gently.

A plume of thick smoke rushed in from the outside, followed by a blazing flame. There were loud sirens in the corridor, mixed with the sounds of guests screaming and running away.

Someone is here to prevent fire, and the purpose is of course self-evident.

With a "bang" sound, Tiger Shark closed the door forcefully and shouted loudly to Zhao Ziyang and others: "Retreat, we are being targeted!"

As he spoke, Tiger Shark's pupils emitted a dangerous light, and his whole body lay straight on the ground.

"Puff puff..." Several bullet holes appeared in the door. These damn guys had found them and were arrogantly trying to kill them.

I just don’t know which country sent it, and it’s so fast.

"It's an agent!" Zhao Ziyang warned, looked up, stepped on the table, opened the vent, and rushed down, "Take the vent."

But as soon as he finished saying this, he felt a chill in his head. A silent pistol was pressed against him, forcing him to raise his hands. The vents had long been penetrated by the enemy, and even their words could be heard clearly.

Agent, that's right.

A cold light flashed in Pandora's eyes, and she kicked hard towards the corner of the table, causing the entire table to move instantly, causing Zhao Ziyang's body to tilt backward.

"Poof", a bullet hit the table, making a hole in the table.

The moment Zhao Ziyang's body tilted, he stretched out his right hand like lightning and grabbed the opponent's gun-holding wrist, and pulled the agent's body down from the vent.

With a "bang", the agent who wanted to kill Zhao Ziyang fell heavily on the table and took out his pistol.

"Pork!" The sickleman cursed angrily, smashed the water glass in his hand on the table, picked up a piece of glass shard and slashed it towards the agent's neck.

"etc!"

"laugh……"

Zhao Ziyang couldn't stop him in time, and the glass sliced ​​through the agent's throat like lightning, and blood spurted out.

"Damn, these bastards bully people too much!" The sickleman cursed angrily, stepped on the agent's hands, and watched the agent die in pain.

"Boss, we really should get the nuclear warhead." The tiger shark crawling over from behind the door looked very unlucky, with blood on its right leg.

A bullet shot into his thigh, but it only damaged the flesh and was not serious.

Wu Nan grabbed the pistol on the ground and pulled the trigger toward the extension of the vent.

"Poof! Poof!"

With the sound of two gunshots, two bullet holes were reflected above, and then two streams of blood flowed downwards from the bullet holes. It was obvious that this agent was not the only one above.

The Lurker mercenaries who were silently surrounded by the agents were all angry. These guys made them feel humiliated, and their pride as a member of the Lurker was ruthlessly wiped out. In this case, there was no need to consider whether it was right or not.

Right? Besides money, honor and pride are everything to mercenaries in their lives. How often has a lurker been forced to hit him on the head like this?

Flashpoint jumped onto the table, took out a lighter and burned it at the automatic sprinkler system.

"Tsk..." The fire extinguisher sprayed out water under the burning of the lighter, drenching the mercenaries' bodies.

Swart carried the quilt into the bathroom, turned on all the faucets, soaked the quilt completely, and walked out with it wrapped around it.

"Pistol!" Wu Nan shouted and threw the pistol to Swart, who was wrapped in a wet quilt.

All the weapons and equipment of the lurkers were confiscated by the Libyan army and were not returned. They are now unarmed. I don't know if the other party has forgotten or is interested in their equipment.

With a "boom", Swart kicked the door open. As the door was kicked open, thick smoke and flames rushed in at the same time, instantly igniting the carpet in the suite and spreading violently deep into the house.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!" Gunshots equipped with silencers rang out noisily outside the door, and Swart started to fight with the agents outside.

"Boss, come out and speed up!" Swart's voice came from outside the door.

Zhao Ziyang and his party, who were all wet, immediately rushed out of the door and crossed the fire specially prepared for them in front of the door to join Swart. This fire was generated by the burning of solid gasoline, and the fire was fierce.

Even though they wet themselves, their hair and eyebrows were still burnt, giving off a strong smell of burnt fur.

"Stairs, hurry up!" Swart gritted his teeth and waved, dragging his bloody back and ran towards the stairwell.

There were several corpses of waiters lying in the building in front, and the quilt still on the ground clearly showed several bullet holes. The soaked quilt still could not withstand the impact of the bullet and injured Swart, but it was effectively removed.

For most of the penetration, the bullet was simply embedded in Swart's flesh.

Pandora, Flashpoint, and Scythe picked up the gun on the ground and ran forward first, forming a tactical formation with Swart and entering the stairwell.

"Poof", Pandora raised her gun and shot an agent at the corner of the stairs. The sickle immediately occupied the corner with a gun, took out the pistol from the agent and threw it to Zhao Ziyang: "Control!"

The Flashpoint gun quickly moved to the next level, stretched out its left hand and waved it quickly. Pandora immediately started to move downward, completing the control of the corner of the next level.

Several people moved down one level at a time, taking three wounded people away from the hotel controlled by the enemy, and ran towards the open-air parking lot in front of the hotel.

"Get in the car, hurry up!" Pandora urged, her left hand shifted into gear like lightning, and she stepped on the accelerator.

With a "boom", the jeep rushed towards the road, startling pedestrians to scream, causing normal cars to brake suddenly due to their intrusion, and their horns blared.

"Sit tight!" Pandora stared straight ahead and raised the car's speed to its maximum speed.

But at this moment, a bus on the adjacent wrong-way road suddenly changed direction and rushed towards them, trying to crush them all under its tires.

"Damn it, this is murder!" the tiger shark yelled.

"Shut up!" the sickleman scolded: "Who would murder a mercenary?"

"Ah woo..." Wu Nan said in a Western voice: "Mercenaries are not protected by the law, so how can they murder?"

Zhao Ziyang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, really admired these guys for making fun of them like this even at a critical moment of life and death.

Pandora held the steering wheel tightly with a calm expression on her face. The car rushed forward at a speed of two hundred yards in her hands and was about to collide with the bus.

But at this moment, Pandora stepped on the brakes hard, turned the steering wheel to the left with both hands, released the brakes and stepped on the accelerator like lightning, and then braked again and fell to the ground.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak..." There was a burst of green smoke coming out of the four tires. When the whole body collided with the bus head-on, it rotated forward twice under the inertia of alternating braking and top speed, and slid past the bus as if it was thrown out.

The front of the car avoids the impact of the other party.

"Boom!" The bus hit the road steps on the side of the road. The body of the bus rushed up violently under the impact. The four tires in the front deformed because they could not withstand the strong impact force, causing the bus to tilt to one side.

It fell to the ground.

"Squeak..." The sound of the tires scraping against the ground was sharp and harsh. The jeep stopped dead in the middle of the road, and then suddenly rushed forward and left the hotel area.

"It's so fucking exciting, oohoo..." the mercenaries moaned, enjoying the extreme feeling that Pandora brought them.

"There is something more exciting, please lower your head!" Pandora stared straight ahead and growled at guys like Swart.

A trailer suddenly appeared at the intersection ahead, blocking the way. The chassis of the trailer was very high, and the body of the trailer was about one meter high.

The moment he saw the trailer, Zhao Ziyang immediately lowered his head and buried himself under the seat, sweating with the same excitement in his palms. Driven by Pandora, the jeep reached its speed limit and slammed into the body of the trailer.

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With a "swish" sound, the car rushed under the trailer body, and the entire roof of the car flew back as if it had been cut off by a sharp knife. The jeep turned into a convertible and continued to roar forward.

"Hey, I've always believed in Pandora's driving skills." Flashpoint stuck his head out and covered his eyes and said with a smile.

"What's the point? She drives as the devil drives." Tiger Shark expressed his unbridled praise: "You can go to Hollywood to make a special movie."

"Fast and Furious?" Zhao Ziyang joked with a relaxed look on his face.

"NO!" Sickle shook his finger and said: "Jason Statham, death car, hahaha..."

"But I like Vin Diesel better. His eyes are very stylish and silver-white..."

"A tough guy, that's not Fast and Furious, that's the growth history of a wanted criminal, hahaha..."

"It seems that I can only say sorry to you." Pandora, wearing sunglasses, smiled and shrugged: "I can open the idol in your mouth with one hand."

A group of people got rid of the agents who were chasing them and came to the former suburban station. It was not deserted, and there were still lurkers here. It had just been turned into a jazz bar, serving as the mercenary office of lurkers in Libya.

There was almost no one in the bar. When the lurker mercenary who was the boss saw Zhao Ziyang and others arriving, he immediately took out a bottle of wine behind the bar and opened a secret door under the east closet.

"Boss, deputy leader, you seem to be in a very embarrassed state." The boss, who was about forty years old, smiled at Zhao Ziyang and his group, pointed at the secret door and said: "There are a lot of good things in there, enough for you to get rid of your embarrassing appearance, haha

Ha ha……"

Swart and others raised their middle fingers at the boss and cursed: "Old Jack, you are so damn comfortable. You drink wine and pick up girls every day, and you are still mocking us here, you bastard!"

Old Jack reached out and took off his left eyeball, playing with it, and said with a smile on his face: "Swart, do you need an eyeball made of fine ceramics? You can enjoy it if you need it, hahaha..."

"Old bastard, hahaha..." Swart laughed loudly and walked into the secret door.

Seeing Zhao Ziyang and others walking in, Old Jack picked up a sign and hung it outside the door, then closed the bar door.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Ziyang and others came out fully armed, even carrying Stinger shoulder-fired missiles.

"Old Jack, don't take any business recently, gather your manpower." Zhao Ziyang grabbed Wu Nan and said to Old Jack: "I'll leave this guy to you, pack it up and return to Gambia."

"Understood." Old Jack snapped his fingers. Seeing Zhao Ziyang's actions, his one eye glowed with yearning and nostalgia.

Six fists holding sabers collided together, and the gleaming tip of the saber pointed straight upward.

"We are beasts, we are madmen, born to fight, never surrender, never retreat!"
Chapter completed!