The rebel leader separated the hostages from the Wadesi prison's lair. This was clearly to prevent Santaron's mercenaries from raiding Wadesi prison.

Although the rebel leader thought that Santaron might raid Wadesi Prison, he did not expect that Santaron's firepower would be so powerful and fierce this time. He could hardly react and could only escape.

After Tadick fled, he fled in the jungle with less than a hundred soldiers. Because it was because of the night, he was bold and calm. He was not afraid of the pursuers behind him who were several times more than him.

Walking through the hills, Tadick looked at the large number of mercenaries and Santalent soldiers hundreds of meters away. Tadick's face showed a gloomy and cruel smile. He said to the few people around him: "I want the soldiers of Santalent to die here. You two are experts I have invited for a lot of money. It shouldn't be disappointing me."

Tadick said to the two people behind him. Both of them have one characteristic: they are calm and don’t talk much, they are filled with cold blood, and their eyes are full of fierce light.

They looked at the pursuers who were slowly approaching in the distance, stuck out their tongues and licked their lips, as if they were about to drink the delicious blood of the pursuers.

The two of them nodded at Tadic with a sinister smile: "Although you lose now, boss, we will try our best to help you win this war."

"Well. I'm looking forward to it." Tadick said that, only more than twenty rebels were left behind. Then he took his remaining soldiers to the small town of Desir.

Then, the more than 20 soldiers were ambushed on the hills under the two men's appointments, waiting for the Santaron pursuers to slowly approach.

In the darkness, there were two pairs of bright and fierce eyes staring at the pursuers walking up the hills like wild animals.

One of them was a Japanese ninja wearing black clothes with two long swords, one white and one black. His whole body was wrapped in black.

The other one is the tall black soldier. His figure of about 1.9 meters makes him look even more terrifying. He is wrapped with a sword on his right wrist, and his left hand is completely placed under a pair of flexible iron claws. The five sharp iron claws that are more than one inch long look terrifying.

It can be seen from their cold eyes when they looked at the soldiers of Santaron. They are professional killers who are indifferent to life. Now their mission is to kill all of these soldiers of Santaron for Tadick as much as possible.

Poor Ladu and Ruks didn't know that there were two killing gods ahead waiting to harvest the lives of their soldiers. They were also fighting a chase battle with great enthusiasm.

As soon as they arrived at the hill halfway up, Ruks and Ladu, who were alert, stopped one after another. He had discovered the unusualness of the hill. According to their rich combat experience, there must be soldiers lying in ambush here.

A step further is death. Ruks and Ladu's caution allowed their soldiers to slow down on the brink of death.

More than two hundred soldiers scattered and searched step by step on the hills. He did not believe that the remnants of the rebels could destroy their soldiers.

The soldiers of Santaron walked over 30 meters and reached the shooting range of the rebels. The gunshots rang out on this hill.

In the night, more than twenty sparks were spraying with flames.

"Hehe." Ladu saw the rebels' rebels indeed ambushed here. He raised his rifle and led the members of the Tiger Mercenary Group to kill them little by little along the trees. After all, the rebels' rebels' rebels' are too few, less than one-tenth of the soldiers of the Santaron.

These twenty soldiers were wiped out bit by bit under the huge number difference. In less than two minutes, they decayed to seven or eight of them and still had combat power.

"Haha." Ruks saw that he was pursuing the victory and pursued him like a storm, and he had no power to resist. What he liked most was that the commanding senior management could enjoy the pleasure of "the masts and oars were destroyed while chatting and laughing."

The soldiers of Santaron quickly swept the hill. Four or five rebels from the upper and lower areas saw that the situation was unfavorable and retreated to the back of the hill.

At this time, the soldiers who had crossed the hills and had already thought of a series of sorrows and screams from behind. It was the whine before death.

Ladu and Rux heard at least four or five such sounds in a few seconds. They were stunned and became frightened.

What's going on?

They turned around and looked at the jungle not far away. It was this area where wailing sounds continued before death.

In a vague manner, they felt two groups of murderous intent slowly sweeping up. Their originally energetic soldiers disappeared under their noses.

They saw two men in black slaughtering their soldiers. The two men used not guns but cold weapons.

The soldiers who slaughtered their soldiers in the night jungle with cold weapons reached the level of wandering in the garden. Needless to say, they all knew who these two were.

Terrible professional killer.

Professional killers are the most troublesome opponents of mercenaries. Because they are good at assassination and massacre, their combat effectiveness is far greater than that of mercenaries. In the past two minutes just now, more than 50 soldiers in Santaron's side have suffered casualties. More than two-thirds of the number died at the hands of these two professional killers.

The short black ninja held two knives. He slaughtered much faster than the black killer. He liked to attack soldiers searching for him the most.

Using the "ninja ninjutsu". His move has been tried and done.

"Puff." The black ninja instantly appeared beside the three soldiers leaning under the tree for him. The scimitar with a slightly shorter left hand cut across a soldier's neck. Then the soldier whose carotid artery had been cut open with a squirting blood covered the sprayed blood and then fell to the ground and twitched. Then the ninja slashed with his right hand, leaving a "trace" on another soldier.

The soldier who had just turned around because of his companion screaming was stunned. A thin scarlet line appeared from his fuss door to his chin, and then to his chest. Blood kept coming out. Under the sword of the Black Ninja, he fell down with hatred.

Killing these two ninjas did not attack the third soldier again. Instead, they quickly jumped and disappeared instantly with the help of the cover of trees and night.

Compared to the fierce and spicy ninja, the black killer's methods are more barbaric and more primitive.

His blade was extremely sharp. Usually, he would stab each one at a time. If he was not dead, he immediately rushed forward. His left hand was cruelly and coldly inserted into the soldier's left chest. The iron hand dug out the beating heart.

Then the soldier screamed like torture by Lingchi and then lost his vitality.

This series of movements took only three or four seconds. The black soldier was very skillful. He seemed to have trained thousands of times.

Ruks, Ladu and Black Rock, deputy commander of the Rock Legion, saw their soldiers being brutally killed by two professional killers. They were almost pissing fire in anger.

Son of a bitch.

Hei Yan, the deputy commander of the Rock Legion, punched a big tree the size of a bowl beside him. The tree was broken with great force.

"I can't watch my soldiers be slaughtered." Black Rock said decisively. "We must stop these two professional killers."

Both Ruks and Ladu nodded. They quickly walked towards the area where the members of their mercenary group were located. They must stop these two killers who only know how to kill bloodthirsty and inhumane.

The roar of Black Rock roared from time to time on the hill. He had already faced the Black Ninja with his two team members. But it was obvious that they had fallen into the wind.

After the black ninja disappeared, he suddenly appeared beside Black Rock. The cold lights of the two swords pounced on Black Rock, one horizontally and one vertically, in a cross shape, towards Black Rock that just reflected. However, Black Rock's body was too huge and not flexible enough. Facing these two sword lights, he had to turn around, lower his head, and hit it with his broad and strong back.
Chapter completed!