Hero Cultivation System

"fxxk! The camera was discovered by him."

There was a rustle of ghosts on the screen, and the image in the room had been lost.

"Don't worry! The sleeping gas has been released as planned. This is produced by our military. The amount of the released gas can knock down a row of people. Moreover, the door and windows are sealed with alloy steel plates. There is absolutely no way that these two people can escape. Wait. We can go in and arrest the person in ten minutes," Colonel Morton assured, patting his chest.

When everyone heard this, it made sense. No matter how powerful this person was, could he still break out of a confinement room filled with hypnotic gas? So they resumed their smiles and chatted together.

David was the only one standing blankly in front of the screen, staring at the ghost without moving.

Danny noticed something strange about him, walked over to him and asked him softly: "David, what's wrong? Do you think there's anything wrong?"

David shook his head expressionlessly and replied: "No, Morton's arrangement can be said to be perfect. I can't think of anyone who can escape in this situation. I just have a feeling that we have missed something, but how? I can’t even think of it.”

After finishing speaking, he suddenly turned to Morton, who was smug and said: "Colonel, it's best to get your people ready. I don't think things will be that simple."

Morton felt very uncomfortable when he heard that. All security arrangements in the museum were his authority and responsibility. Why would you, an intelligence officer, come out to interfere? "David, don't worry, he can't escape from our hands."

However, because David was nominally the commander-in-chief of the mission, seeing him looking directly at him firmly, Morton couldn't help but avoid his eyes and picked up the walkie-talkie to tell his men to prepare.

Before he finished speaking, a muffled sound of "Boom!" suddenly came from the distance, and the whole main building seemed to shake. Everyone steadied themselves and wondered if there was an earthquake.

"It's not an earthquake, it's inside the consulate building." David's feeling was the most effective, and everyone believed in his judgment.

In the consulate? What could it be? It's past midnight.

"Ahhhhhh...Sir, look!" the monitor suddenly pointed at the screen and shouted.

Everyone turned around and saw smoke filling a corner of the room on another screen.

David finally knew what they were missing.

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"Boom!" There was a loud noise, followed by a puff of smoke.

Wang Ping finally caught up with Liang Gong when he was kicking on the wall. He only saw him jump up and shoot towards the red brick wall quickly, and almost screamed. This was made of flesh and blood. His body was about to collide head-on with the red brick, and he could already imagine Brother Liang's head being bruised and his hands and feet broken.

"Ahem! Brother Liang, are you okay? Does it matter?" Wang Ping shouted into the smoke.

"It's okay. If you can leave, come here as soon as possible." Liang Gong's reply was calm, but strangely it came from the other side of the wall.

"Did Brother Liang succeed?"

Although he was suspicious, but driven by curiosity, Wang Ping quickly got out of bed and walked into the smoke.

Damn it! Looking at the human-shaped hole in the red brick wall, Wang Ping was stunned. When he was a child, he watched the scene in the cartoon "Mos and Cats" where Brother Cat smashed a cat-shaped hole into the wall. Today, it actually appeared in the wall. In front of your own eyes.

Brother Liang, are you a human or a humanoid tyrannosaurus? Is your body made of flesh and blood or a super alloy?

I made two "uh-uh" sounds in my throat, but I was so dry that I couldn't speak.

"Wang Ping, are you here?" The beam on the opposite side of the wall pressed tightly.

"It's coming, it's coming!" When Wang Ping carefully stepped across the human-shaped wall hole, he felt for the first time that he might really be out of danger today.

On the other side of the wall was a room of similar size, but there was much more furniture in it, including bookshelves, a set of sofas, desks and chairs. A black man was curled up on the three-seater sofa, his neck

A knife was placed on the shelf, but the owner of the knife stood beside him.

"Wang Ping, come here and introduce me to you. I am an old acquaintance. He was the one whose hand I chopped off on the outer wall of your house that day."

Wang Ping walked over and took a look, and sure enough, the black man's right hand was broken at the elbow, and half of the hand was wrapped in thick gauze.

"Get up! Go to the window." Liang Gong said it in Mandarin, but the nigger didn't respond. Only then did he realize that this was an American who didn't understand Mandarin, so he had no choice but to use a knife to speak.

Lifting the knife against the black man's neck, Lao Hei stood up with his neck raised and followed the force of the knife to the window.

Liang Gong asked Wang Ping to hide where the bullets could not hit, and Lao Hei pushed open the window and hid behind Lao Hei, looking out of the window through the gap.

Suddenly, two searchlights shone directly on the black man, and then more searchlights were focused on this window, which made him unable to open his eyes. Through the gap, Liang Gong could see that thirty or forty people had gathered downstairs.

, all of them pointed their guns at the windows.

"xxxoooxx" Lao Hei suddenly muttered outside the window for a long time. Although Liang Gong didn't understand what he meant, he could guess that he asked the people below to stop shooting and not to accidentally hurt him.

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Everyone in the monitoring room already knew what was missing. Colonel Morton's face was livid. He was slapped hard in the face just a second after he made the promise. No wonder his face looked so ugly.

Because the consulate is old, the partition walls of the rooms are all single-layer brick walls. Although it is only a single-layer brick wall, it is still extremely tough on the human body, so everyone ignores this weakness, although I don’t know what fake Luo is.

How did De break through the brick wall, but still allowed Rod and the boy to successfully escape to the room next door where Denzo was resting, and successfully captured Denzo as a hostage.

"Kill him!" David suddenly said.

Everyone knew who David was talking about, but both the real Rhodes and the fake Rhodes were hiding behind Danzo. If they sniped him, they would most likely hit Danzo.

Danny looked at David's face, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart. This guy wouldn't really want to kill him...

Sure enough, David turned around and looked around and said: "In order to complete the mission, the necessary sacrifices are worth it."

Everyone was stunned, and then they suddenly realized that what Danny was talking about was not only referring to the fake Rhodes, but also his own companion Danzo. However, everyone present was white and Oriental, so naturally it would not be because of a man who was no longer able to perform.

Task the trash nigger to redress his grievances.

Moreover, the Americans have always adopted the strategy of not bowing to hostages. Instead of letting a good-for-nothing nigger stand in the way, it is better to resolve the matter directly. As for the nigger, even if he died gloriously for the mission, the country will give his family generous sympathy.

Colonel Morton was very much in favor of this order. He picked up the walkie-talkie and said directly: "Deal with them! Don't make too much noise!" After all, this is a consulate. If it turns into a battlefield, the Consul General's face may not look very good tomorrow.

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Let the black man continue to shout out the window. Anyway, with his protective umbrella, people outside will not dare to shoot at will. They can only choose to negotiate. The two of them may have a chance to be escorted out of the consulate by the hostage, Lao Hei.

Although the current situation was still unfavorable to them, it was much better than when they were trapped in that cage-like room just now. Liang Gong carefully hid himself behind Lao Hei's huge body and looked out the window carefully.

This room does not face the street, but faces another building of the consulate. The distance between the two is about thirty meters. Liang Gong has no doubt that there are trained snipers watching closely on the upper floor opposite. this window.

But another advantage is that there are a dozen large trees of seven or eight meters high in the atrium between the two buildings. The one closest to the window is less than ten meters away. As long as he can avoid the first blow, he will definitely be able to survive the second blow. Before the second attack comes, take Wang Ping to the tree. When the time comes, you should be able to escape with your own lightness skills.

Thoughts were still swirling in his mind, but suddenly a familiar whistle of "Whoosh! Whoosh!" came to his ears!

"Get down!" He yelled at Wang Ping, who was hiding against the wall, and he immediately got down as well.

"Whoosh! Bang!" A sound like a watermelon bursting open or a balloon bursting came from his head, and then a warm, sticky liquid spilled from his head, spraying all over his head and face. There were also pieces of soft stuff falling.

Liang Gong couldn't help but stretched out his hand and wiped it! His hand was filled with red blood, and there was a small white pig brain-like thing on it.

He looked up and saw, wipe! wipe! wipe! Lao Hei's head was cut open, and everything above the nose was missing. His mouth was wide open and still shaking, as if he wanted to say the last words of his life...

Damn it, wouldn't the protective umbrella between the two brothers be shattered in this way? The Americans are really ruthless, even killing their own people. This is poking fun at both the enemy and us!

As soon as the idea came to my mind, a loud "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" sound was heard above my head, and there was a crackle in the room. The walls, tables and chairs, and all kinds of small objects bounced around, and there was another burst of smoke...

I wipe it!

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Today is twelve o'clock again. I didn't get home until nine o'clock. I heard that I was a little late. Go to bed!