Late at night, the brightly lit Kenny International Airport.

Vehicles of all kinds crowded through, people of all colors, nationalities with all kinds of luggage, and passenger planes taking off or landing from time to time, carrying countless lives to the bustling metropolis.

As one of the world's largest airports, Kenny International Airport has never been deserted, and every day, every moment, it has an amazing vitality that comes from the order and rules set by humans.

The hall was bustling with people entering, leaving, waiting, the frequency and time of each plane scrolling on the big screen, and the standard English chime constantly flowed out of the radio into the noisy hall.

At the edge of the waiting hall, a group of people were bidding farewell, and the two Orientals in black suits were being sent off, and judging by their expressions and the occasional formal bow, we could tell that they should belong to the island nationality.

"Thank you for your kind attention, but please take me to convey my gratitude to Mr. Oliver again......" Ichiro Watanabe said respectfully to the person who saw him off. As he spoke, he also bowed 90 degrees, and thanked him sincerely for a while.

"Mr. Watanabe, you're welcome. Mr. Oliver also asked me to convey that this time I can't let the two of you leave with that Miss Luo as originally planned, I'm really sorry, I hope you two understand, we attach great importance to this operation, Mr. Aliga, who was originally on another mission, has been recalled immediately, about the God of War, we will give the headquarters a perfect explanation, please trust our ability. ”

"I think your previous results are enough to prove it, Mr. Oliver's words, I will convey them to the leader, Mr. Uzumaki. ”

The island people speak too politely, bow here, and one of the Mi people also bows one, and they chatted for a while. It was almost time to board the plane, and after sending the two of them in through the boarding gate, several Mi people who saw them off breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at each other.

"I really hate island people who don't have a sense of humor......"

"I'm starting to have a little bit of a crush on the French......

"Why don't they all kneel and salute...... Aligado, plain clothes sprinkle ......"

After sending the guests to the plane, the matter was finished, and several people laughed and prepared to leave separately. Inside the airport, two islanders had passed through passport control and had not gone far before they had been stopped by an airport guard.

"I'm sorry. Two gentlemen, please come over here, because I am afraid that there is something wrong with your passport, I would like you to come and confirm, please come with me. The airport guard said.

"Something?" the two looked at each other, and vigilance suddenly rose in their hearts.

Although the two belong to the Ministry of Mandala Island, they are not considered killers in terms of establishment. More similar to someone who does internal administrative work.

Relatively speaking, they are innocent and do not have any unclean foundations, and they came here this time. Mandala despite the fact that they were given fake passports. But it came through the regular political axe department of the island country. There shouldn't be any problems, but the surprise came too suddenly.

However, after all, there was a ghost in their hearts, and the two exchanged a look with each other, both of which were a little confused.

The guard saw that the two refused to leave. I didn't look too angry. nodded: "It's not a big deal, just check it once." Rest assured, you won't be delayed for too long. ”

The airport was heavily guarded, and the two subconsciously looked around, vaguely feeling that some suspicious people were following nearby, but it was difficult to determine for a while.

Being able to do administrative work in a mandala will not be small. At this moment, Ichiro Watanabe and his companions felt that something seemed to be wrong. However, there is no way to determine what is wrong.

But since the guards were waiting, they had to follow. They were about to board the plane, and they didn't want to make a fuss.

Since it's a minor problem, just go for it.

Following the guard all the way over, the two made eye contact, and in the middle of the dilemma, a soft sound suddenly sounded in the rear.

Hearing the gunshot, the two immediately turned back, only to see a tall man in the crowd was hit by a bullet in the head, and there was silence for a second, with a woman's "ah-" scream, the crowd sounded like an explosion of hysterical cries for help, and the panicked crowd scattered and fled.

The next moment, with the slight gunfire mixed with the chaos, a blood hole suddenly appeared on the forehead of the airport guard behind the two, blood and brains soared out more than a meter away, and a piece of glass at the edge of the passage slammed into countless cobwebs.

At this point, the man who was able to do such a thing at the airport was naturally the Mandala killer who noticed that something was wrong, rushed to their rescue, and ran towards the gate in the panicked crowd.

In a moment, two more people fell in the crowd, unlike the previous two, these people had already had time to draw their pistols, but they still could not escape the fate of being shot, the man shot accurately, and the concealment was skillful, mixed in with the people who were fleeing at this time, and for a time no one could show his specific location.

Running out of the boarding gate, I heard a banging gunfire not far from the side of the hall, and in an instant, the entire waiting hall had exploded.

In the chaotic crowd, it was still possible to distinguish the scene of many people lying in ambush surrounding the scene, and at this time, a killer who saw them off ran over: "Follow me, someone will distract them, we are being targeted by the FBI!"

The roar of gunfire captured most of the attention of the plainclothes agents, and the screams of all sorts of people fled in all directions, making it impossible for them to accurately capture their targets, and occasionally someone fell injured by a stray bullet, which made the whole scene even more chaotic and terrifying.

The two islanders took off their coats and messed up their hair as they ran, while throwing away the suitcases in their hands. There is nothing important in this, and the plan inside the mandala, of course, cannot fly around in the sky in the form of documents.

The three of them fled to the side door of the airport, and while they left the airport in a chaotic manner, the two islanders probably knew what was going on.

"Your information has been leaked to the FBI, I don't know where it came out in a hurry, Aliga found out about this because he found a line at the airport, we need to leave now...... Don't worry, those stupid FBI guys won't do anything but catch thieves, no problem......"

At this time, due to the shootout at the airport, the entire vicinity of the airport has become a mess, cars are flying away one by one, and many people are running directly across the street with their luggage.

There weren't many people in the place where the three of them came out, but several taxis had already left, and the killer who was running ahead ran to the nearest car, raised a pistol with a silencer, and shouted: "Get down!"