Super Special Forces King

Chapter 1070

The heavy rain completely shrouded Mexico City, like the entire underground world of the city, becoming muddy.

The sound of rain completely concealed the sound of people drinking and chatting outside, which made the Goshawk who was hiding in the cramped room frowned.

He once again assessed the injury to his body. If there is a car, he may escape. And this is a car repair shop, there is definitely no shortage of cars, but with the current physical condition, can you grab a car? I am afraid it is unlikely.

His frowning brows stretched out with the sound of approaching footsteps, and he immediately curled up and lay on the ground, pretending that he was still not awake from his coma.

At this time, the man who checked the situation had already reached the door.

After the sound of rustling iron chains rubbed, the iron door was pulled open from the outside, and the man with the flashlight walked in.

The strong light shone on the fallen goshawk without any response.

"...&￥! @￥……%" The man whispered a series of words, kicked the goshawk with his foot, but still did not respond, so he squatted down to check the situation, after all, Il Nirvana's order is not to let this guy die!

Just when his body was approaching the goshawk, there was no response, and the goshawk that was like a dead body suddenly started.

Two fingers pierced into each other's eyes like two steel cones, and the other hand firmly covered the other's mouth from behind, and the legs were crossed over the other's body. It was not as strong as the other's struggle.

The man's eyes were poked into two dark blood holes, which became more frightening under the strong light of the flashlight.

The gains and losses are not forgiving, and the two blood-stained hands that were drawn out, turned to clenched fists and hit the opponent's throat fiercely.

His body was severely injured and his strength was already weak, coupled with the crazy twisting power of the man's broken eyeballs, he almost didn't let the opponent break free.

Goshawk couldn't take care of that much, his fist slammed the opponent's neck frantically.

He knew that he didn't have much time, and soon people outside would notice that something was wrong, and come and check. Before that, the person must be killed.

I don't know how many punches, ten punches? Twenty punches?

Goshawk didn't know, but after knowing that the person in his arms was no longer struggling, he immediately began rummaging in his pocket.

Finally found a mobile phone, quickly pressed Zhang Feng's number, but did not dial out, but yelled at this moment.

The roar is loud enough to alert people outside.

Sure enough, a mess of footsteps sounded, and people outside rushed in with guns in their hands, watching the Goshawk's hand holding the phone and pressing the green dial button.

The person who rushed in, regardless of the three or seven twenty-one, flew up and kicked directly on the goshawk's face, and then came over to **** the phone in his hand.

But the goshawk curled up, guarding it tightly, just not letting go.

Knowing that Zhang Feng's voice came from the receiver of the phone: "Hey..."

At this moment, the two men grabbed Goshawk's hand, broke his finger directly, snatched the phone, and immediately hung up the phone.

With ten fingers connected to the heart, the Goshawk screamed in pain. The sweat and blood dripping from the pain on his face were mixed, and he couldn't see the original face.

At this time, the man who rushed in saw a corpse lying on the ground.

The light of three or four flashlights passed, and everyone who saw it couldn't help but breathe in the air.

The **** face, which originally belonged to the eyes, had been replaced by two black holes. The right eyeball was not broken, but was dug out, hanging on the cheek by a white belt.

The most terrifying thing is that his entire head has been completely turned to the back, which means that the corpse is lying on the ground at the moment, but his face is facing everyone. It can be clearly seen that his neck has been completely broken, and even bones pierced out of the flesh.

In fact, the three punches of the Goshawk smashed the opponent's throat, which was deadly enough, but the panic and to be on the safe side, it was a brain fist that smashed up to cause such a consequence.

Upon seeing this, someone immediately lifted the gun, and the muzzle was pressed against the goshawk's head.

Before he could pull the trigger, he was pushed aside by someone on the side.

"%&￥*%()……"

"&￥*￥）#%&"

The two people had a chattering conversation. Goshawk didn't know what they were talking about, but the tone and attitude seemed to be a quarrel.

After the final argument, the Goshawk was beaten again for a while, and the other party was obviously venting their anger.

When the anger was almost exhausted, they all left, and the iron door was locked again from the outside. ,

Goshawk's left eye was already swollen like an egg, completely invisible, but even so, the corner of his mouth curled up with a grin, a grin.

The goal he wanted to achieve has been achieved!

Stubbornly resisting the severe pain, he rubbed against the wall and sat up, grabbing the broken right finger with his left hand and snapping it!

The finger is reset, but this way is more painful than when it was broken.

The goshawk's cheeks twitched constantly, sweat dripping down, because the teeth were bitten hard and hard, and even the gums could not bear it, blood was oozing out.

In the event of human life, the person in charge of the guard naturally did not dare to hide it, and immediately called Irene.

After telling the truth, Ilne, who was awakened by the phone, was completely awakened, and he was completely awake.

"You said he killed one of your little brothers in that kind of injury?"

"Yes, I was poked blind and my neck was broken to death."

Irene got up from the bed and said in a deep voice, "I'm sure one more question, did he call out?"

"When we rushed over, he was called and connected, but I hung up before he could speak."

Hearing that, Ilne nodded, "It's okay if the two sides haven't talked. You kid keep me close and don't know what these Asians do."

"Yes, boss."

Hanging up the phone, Ilne lit a cigar and slowly paced the room. He always felt that this time Pedro provokes people who shouldn’t be provoked, just like he said, these yellow-skinned people What do Asians do?

Joule was taken away at home, leaving no trace of evidence. When being interrogated, his mouth was harder than a cooked duck, and he didn't even say a word. The torture is his own hands. He knows the extent to which the opponent is injured more than anyone else, but even with such an injury, he can still violently kill!

The more I thought about it, the more Ilne felt that Pedro provokes people who shouldn’t be provoke.

Thinking of this, I quickly walked to the landline and dialed a phone number...