Successful people have the bitterness of successful people, and failed people have the pain of losers, no matter what, successful people always pay more than losers, and you have to sacrifice as much as you want.

Ge Zhen is only a mortal in the flesh, with flesh and blood, emotions and normal thoughts, and he will never be able to get out of the bottom when he climbs out of the mine.

But it doesn't matter, no matter what, he has to bring this road of great heroes to an end.

The night is like ink, and the whole island presents a particularly tense atmosphere in the darkness, and the tension in the villa is even more depressing.

Jason and the Mad King personally protect Andes, and the two of them raise their spirits to the extreme, as if they were facing a great enemy.

But Andes was very calm, he sat on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed, drinking red wine slowly, and didn't look nervous at all.

Not only was he not nervous, but he also told Jason not to act like enemies with the Mad King.

"Take it easy, take it easy, it's just that the archangel Raguil is coming to kill me, it's no big deal." Andes said with a smile: "There are many people who want to kill me, and my bastard brother has been like killing me since I was a child, but don't I live well?" Archangel Raguil is very powerful, but my dear bastard brother can't kill me, so why can he kill me? He's just our house slave, and only a slave can kill his master? ”

This guy is really not nervous at all, this is a habit developed by training all year round and being in a high position, Tarzan collapsed in front of him and did not change his face.

With this, Andes has the qualifications to become the king of the golden sunflower, and if this is not the case, he will also be cultivated and exist as the sole legal heir.

Of course, this guy likes to die, and no one can stop him from doing death.

"Your Highness, you don't have to be nervous under our protection, but we must be vigilant." Jason said, staring at the darkness outside.

"Yes, after all, it's your job...... Hey? Why do you carry boxes in your hands? Andes asked curiously.

Jason and the Mad King were each carrying a suitcase, black, which looked like an ordinary suitcase.

"Your Highness, this is bulletproof equipment." The Mad King said with a twist of his head: "When folded, it is a box, when it is opened, it is a bulletproof plate, and when it is opened, it is a bulletproof wall." In the case of bulletproof plates, it can effectively block the impact of 12.7 caliber sniper warheads, and after turning into bulletproof walls, it can block the strafing of 7.62 mm heavy machine guns for up to five minutes. ”

"So tough?" Andes was surprised: "I remember that the bodyguards I traveled on in the past didn't bring this thing." ”

"It's standard, and the president's bodyguards use it. But the equipment we use now is more formidable, exceeding the standard equipment of the president's bodyguards. The Mad King said.

While answering this stupid highness's question, he still had to stare at the problems that might arise outside at any time, and he really wanted to slap the other party.

Now they have changed their attack to defense, which is a matter of risking their lives, but this Highness Andis is still talking nonsense.

"Got it, you can act as human flesh. I said, no wonder the bodyguards didn't bring this thing when I went out in the past, and when I went out, there were at least 300 bodyguards around me, so why do I need this thing. Andes took a cigar and said vaguely: "In the future, it would be great if every bodyguard was equipped with this thing, and the bazooka would be useless." ”

Hearing this, both Jason and the Mad King wanted to slap this guy because they didn't like the children of rich families very much.

His Royal Highness Andes is a child of a rich family, and he is not a child of an ordinary rich family, he belongs to the kind of existence that can make people rich for several lifetimes if a little drop of oil flows.

"Have a drink?" Andes picked up the bottle.

"Your Highness, we are working, please respect our work!" Jason said angrily: "If you die, it is a dereliction of our job, and we will not have work to do anywhere in the future." ”

"Don't worry, I won't die, can a slave kill me? Obviously, this is not possible. Andes shrugged his shoulders and continued, "If the slave can kill the master, then the world will really change. ”

Jason stopped talking to the Mad King, didn't want to deal with this brain-sick rich kid anymore, and focused all his energy on defense.

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Night is the most special existence, when the whole environment is as dark as ink, all the desires in the dark in the heart of people will move stupidly.

Nightlife is all about indulgence.

Drugs, Wine, Women...... There is also endless crime, robbery, kidnapping, and murder every day at night.

The night is the most special because there is no light.

There was silence around the island, still not open to the public, and the waves crashed against the shore again and again, caressing in the sandy places and lapping in the rocky places.

"Whoa! Crash! ……”

The sound of the waves, the island only the sound of the waves.

The Dark Troopers' schedule is extremely strict, as long as it is not fighting, they must rest on time, and they must fall asleep within the specified time.

Because every morning has a high-intensity training waiting for them, even when they are not fighting, they have to train.

Sentinels are sentinels, hidden in places where no one can find them at all, treating the whole environment as a painting, hidden in a scroll.

In a rocky beach, the waves sent a man's head out of the sea.

This is a slightly chubby killer, wearing a frogman suit and oxygen, and after arriving at the rocky beach, he did not move, but took out a thermal imaging infrared telescope and searched the surrounding situation.

His telescope was not normal, it was just a small lens attached to his right eye, and although small, it had all the functions of a normal telescope.

Thermal imaging is used to detect whether there are any sentinels here.

After some observation, the killer quickly took off his frogman suit, pulled out the equipment box, and threw a small ball into the sea.

The small ball is also a special piece of equipment, its main function is to emit a special band in the water, to summon the rest of the people, which is equivalent to using a radio to send a signal.

Soon, one killer after another logged in, took out their respective equipment boxes, and armed themselves here as fast as they could.

The killers are coming, and their mission is to slaughter the island and use all kinds of killing methods to kill all the living people on the island.

Generally speaking, special elites will die tragically when they encounter killers, not because their combat effectiveness is not good, but because they are developing in a different direction.

The special elite is good at combat, using various tactics to achieve tactical intentions, and many times there is no need to kill.

But the only thing the killer is good at is killing methods, and all the training is for how to kill people better.

So, there is no doubt that the best killer will kill the best fighters.

Now, more than two dozen master-level killers have successfully landed.

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