"Whatever. Anyway, I'm just helping you this time. No matter whether the operation is successful or not, you have to give me what you promised."
Zhao Ziliang seems quite indifferent. He is a lone wolf. In this era when evil spirits are gradually recovering, he has very few figures. Most of them rely on the headquarters and some private forces. But even in this situation, Zhao Ziliang still managed to make a big difference. reputation.
Qian Bojun smiled, picked up the phone and dialed a number.
"action."
People who do big things never settle small scores. Qian Bojun has always considered himself a person who does big things.
A lion fights a rabbit with all his strength. Naturally, he would not be stupid enough for two people to hunt down a ghost controller who was at the top of his headquarters. This would be a fool.
Since it is an organization, it is necessary to maximize the advantages of the organization. The human sea tactic is the biggest advantage of these organizations in the fighting process.
For this operation, they hired the top foreign mercenary team, as well as some scattered ghost controllers, a total of thirty-four people.
There are thirty mercenaries and four ghost masters.
For ghost controllers, money has never been valuable. Gold is hard currency. They don't care about spending money on mercenaries. If Shen Lin is not such a waste, these people will most likely not be able to go back. Money is a matter of course. It will also be settled.
Moments never engages in loss-making business.
In the falling night, Qian Bojun licked the corner of his mouth in a slightly perverted manner, his eyes showing a bloodthirsty look.
Thirty-four people, including Qian Bojun, a total of thirty-six people.
Most of them are capable people and strangers. Although the security of the entire Shanshui Community is airtight, it is useless to these people.
In the night, they wore the same clothes as ordinary people, like fish returning to the sea, hiding among the pedestrians, gathering in twos and threes towards a villa somewhere on the edge.
They are forming a dragnet around Shen Lin.
Makeup, stealth, reconnaissance.
This is just the most basic quality of a mercenary. As one of the top mercenary teams in Europe and the United States, Cheetah's record is very outstanding.
During a certain anti-terrorism raid eight years ago, they were hired by a developed country in the Americas and captured the leader of the terrorist organization alive in just two days and one night, completing a feat that astonished the industry.
No one knows how they did it, and the most important thing to the industry is that they did it.
This is a feat of God.
Their team is currently a mixed team, composed of elites from three major mercenary groups. Each group has about ten people, totaling thirty people, divided into three squads.
As the assaulter of the Cheetah Team, Stephen moved very skillfully in the middle of the road in Shanshui Community, and from time to time he would whistle at the pretty beauties passing by.
Mercenaries never fight unprepared.
As early as three days ago, they had figured out all the circuit maps of the entire community, including escape passages and some secret basements.
They arranged everything early, just waiting for the prey to appear.
"Aiming point 24, I have arrived at the destination. There is no lighting in the villa. The situation is a little different from expected. Assault team, be careful."
A message from the observation post came through the headset. Stephen glanced around and responded softly.
"receive."
The layout of the mountain community is not complicated, and the villa is also a simple duplex structure. They have carefully scouted the terrain when the target was not at home, and can confirm that there is no basement.
Arriving outside the villa where Shen Lin lived, Stephen took out the infrared detection instrument in his backpack. This instrument is the latest human body sensor in Europe and the United States. It has a large coverage area and can accurately lock the target person. It is also the key of their team. One of the commonly used means.
The instrument started as usual, and Stephen manipulated it skillfully. After a minute, he looked at the empty screen in shock.
"Joy, your intelligence is wrong. There is no one in the villa."
Infrared detectors don't go wrong unless it's a monster with no body temperature.
"Impossible. I have placed four observation posts around the area. The target person has never come out since he entered the villa."
Joey is an experienced observer. Intelligence espionage and target surveillance are his specialties. Stephen has not made any mistakes in Cheetah's several operations. Low-level mistakes such as missing the target will not happen to Joey, nor will it happen. On the cheetah.
Stephen was silent.
"Understood, you continue to monitor outside, I will go inside the villa to investigate."
Stephen spoke. After receiving the answer, he was about to take a step when he saw a flash of dark red light inside the villa. The light came and went quickly, making it a bit unreal for him to see.
The target person disappeared, there was a strange red light, and there were twists and turns at the beginning of the mission, giving Stephen an unpleasant premonition.
He skillfully unlocked the door and stepped into the villa with a very delicate movement. His steps were very light and made no sound.
"Boom~"
A flash of dark red light forced Stephen to close his eyes. When he opened them again, he seemed to be in another world.
It was a villa shrouded in dark red light. The entire villa seemed to be covered with a dark red film, mysterious and evil.
Inside the villa, furniture in twos and threes is floating in the air in an attitude that is beyond the existing world view. This is completely divorced from the law of gravity. Everything here seems so incredible.
Something's wrong! The beast that walks on the edge of life and death all year round always has the sharpest intuition. A silent panic rose in Stephen's heart. He quickly took a few steps back and wanted to open the door and retreat, but found that the door handle seemed to be welded shut. He fiddled with it several times but found no movement.
With his pupils slightly dilated, Stephen tried to contact his teammates, but heard an indescribable voice coming from his headset.
It was like Sanskrit singing, more like the whisper of a ghost, entangled in my mind like a curse.
Pulling off the headset as if he had seen a ghost, Stephen crushed it without hesitation, but the magic sound in his mind lingered around and never dissipated.
It seems to appear from the void, surrounding you in all directions, like a ghost whispering to you.
Fear, for the first time in his life, Stephen felt fear.
there is a problem! There is a big problem with this mission! He must get out of this hellish place now!
Take the window!
Stephen's sophisticated escape skills instantly understood what he should do next, and he strode towards the window of the living room.
One step, two steps, three steps!
Very good, nothing disturbed him, and the suspended tables and chairs did not move at all, which calmed Stephen's originally panicked mind a lot.
Close! Very close! Just one step away!
Using his right foot, Stephen tried to hit the glass with all his strength like a cheetah.
Just this collision, just this collision, he can escape from the damn place and find his teammates to discuss the long term.
"Buzz~"
It's like a lake submerging a person, like a stone being thrown into the sea.
The broken glass that Stephen imagined did not appear. He was like a sun being thrown into the water. With ripples on the glass on the window, he disappeared directly.
"Bang~"
The strong impact made Stephen feel dizzy. In his daze, he was about to say something in joy when he noticed something was wrong around him.
No, it was very wrong. He did not break out of the window as expected. He came to an inexplicable corridor.
Weird, surprising, incomprehensible.
Having wandered on the edge of life and death for many years, Stephen had seen more or less powerful people, but for the first time in his life, he encountered a situation that he could not understand at all.
It was obvious that one moment he was banging against the glass, and the next moment he was in this ghost place.
What happened?
Stephen wanted to roar, he even wanted to call the person behind him to get out and have a showdown with him.
But the rationality in the panic swallowed back the words in the throat, which was the instinct of prey wandering on the edge of life and death.
Don't shout, you will die, you will definitely die!
I don’t know why, but Stephen’s bulging brain kept reminding himself this repeatedly.
Find a way out. Since there is a way, there must be a way out. He still has a chance.
Stephen stood up awkwardly, and with some tiptoeing, he slowly walked to the corner of a corridor. At the deepest corner of the corner, he seemed to find a locked room.
Due to the strange buoyancy around it, the door lock was suspended in mid-air, very conspicuous.
Weird places, locked rooms, all these are ominous.
Stephen swallowed hard. What should he do? Is there a way out?
He slowly looked around and found nothing useful except the dark red brilliance.
The gloomy atmosphere and panic made Stephen's irritability and fear deepen again and again.
Strong people fear the unknown, it's their nature.
There was no way, he had no choice. Stephen took the gun on his waist and moved forward slowly in a standard posture.
Seeing in all directions and hearing in all directions can definitely describe Stephen's current state.
He was observing everything with all his strength.
Close, very close, another step.
He finally came to the locked door, put the gun in his right hand, stretched out his left and right hands to hold the lock, and looked at it carefully.
The door lock, which is not a special one, has no defense at all for people like them.
But why did the master lock him up? There is a strange locked door in such a strange house.
This seems to indicate that there are some serious taboos held here, and the owner is reminding everyone not to enter.
Stephen hesitated for a while. He had no other choice. This might be his only hope of getting out.
He slowly took out the gun in his hand and pointed it at the door lock. With just one shot, he could end everything.
"Huh~"
It was like a gust of wind blowing by, and Stephen, who was attentive, seemed to feel something. It was behind him, and it seemed that someone was standing there without knowing when.
Keep stopping! The mercenary's many years of skill and experience allowed Stephen to take the initiative.
He turned around and pointed the gun at the opponent without hesitation, but the gun failed to fire.
He saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.
Under the strange red light, a faceless man stood in the middle of the corridor, looking very sinister.
He is watching everything.
