Chapter 11: Separation
Liu Jun's face was cold, and he subconsciously looked around. This is the most basic awareness of an agent, even in the best of times, to think that he may be at a disadvantage.
From Leng Feng's expression and words, he faintly felt that the other party seemed to have no fear, obviously he was already a prisoner, but his smile didn't seem to care at all.
"Yes, we won't see each other again. You traitor, the top will cramp and peel you and crush your bones. Zhang Hu smiled cruelly, he had been tricked by the cold wind for so many days, and his psychological fire could finally be vented at this time.
If he hadn't gotten the secret of Leng Feng now, he would have slaughtered Leng Feng now. Thinking that he must personally torture the cold wind when he brought it back, he was also happy in his heart.
"Why haven't our people come yet? We're going to evacuate soon. Liu Jun had a cold face, he was still looking around, and there was always a feeling of uneasiness in his heart.
"Perhaps, maybe they were delayed by something, and I continued to contact them." The agents were also a little dazed, and it stands to reason that the lurking sentinels should have returned.
"Don't wait, they won't be able to come. And in a little while, you will be able to meet them. A bright smile spread at the corner of Leng Feng's mouth, and in Liu Jun's eyes, it was as terrifying as a ghost.
"There's an ambush!" Almost at the same time that Liu Jun shouted out of instinct, Zhang Hu's sinister face suddenly had a bloody hole.
The surrounding agents didn't seem to have been hit by something, and their bodies flew out violently, and at the same time, they all had a bloody hole in their foreheads, and their hideous faces were covered with blood, and they didn't even have time to exclaim before they were finished!
Liu Jun instinctively took out a pistol from his waist, but as soon as his hand touched the pistol, his neck was cold, and a cold blade was already against his neck.
Liu Jun raised his head in horror, looking at the cold wind who didn't know how to untie the bindings in disbelief, he was holding a dagger with cold light in his hand, and the blade had already cut a bloody mark on his neck!
"Do you still have a helper? Haven't you always been a loner? Liu Jun's face was frightened, at this moment the god of death had slowly embraced him, as long as he struggled, he would die without a place to be buried!
"Who told you that I was alone?" Leng Feng's smile seemed to laugh into Liu Jun's heart, so that he didn't even dare to look at it.
"I have been abandoned by you, do I have to wait for death alone?" Leng Feng's smile had frozen, and his face had a coldness that made Liu Jun shudder.
"I've told you a long time ago, so I'm going to meet your friends." Before Liu Jun could exclaim, the wind blade slashed through Liu Jun's neck, blood lines flew out, and Liu Jun's frightened face froze on his face forever.
Until the last moment, his eyes widened in disbelief. He didn't understand why, why he died here when he should have won.
"If you did what we did, you should have been ready to die a long time ago. It's so pathetic that you weren't even prepared for this! Leng Feng looked at Liu Jun's dead face with a sneer, his face full of ridicule.
Leng Feng raised his head, and a green figure in the distance quickly flashed out of the forest, the sniper rifle in his hand and the camouflage on his body were one color. If he hadn't moved on his own, no one would have found out that he was actually a person.
Fang Sheng quickly came to Leng Feng's side and looked coldly at the dead agents around him: "Thirty-two, you will never be able to break my record!"
Leng Feng laughed: "I can't break your grades, you are the most powerful killer!"
Fang Sheng unknowingly killed more than a dozen dark sentinels in ambush, almost with a knife in his hand, and those dark sentinels died without knowing how they lost their lives.
"Are you leaving?" Fang Sheng's face was painted with thick camouflage and a mask, so he didn't recognize him at all.
Leng Feng smiled: "Yes, you're leaving, your last mission has been completed, and it's time for me to continue my path of death!" After all, we take different paths, you have your life, and I have mine! ”
Fang Sheng wanted to take off his mask, but was stopped by the cold wind. Leng Feng smiled and said, "It's the last time, don't show your true face." Go back to your life, I'm afraid we'll never see each other again! ”
The two men embraced deeply, the era they knew was over, and as born chosen ones, they were not in any way entitled to choose their own lives.
Leng Feng carried his luggage on his back, didn't look at Fang Sheng anymore, and strode towards the other end of the mountain.
Fang Sheng stood on the highest tree on the top of the mountain, watching his best brother leave in the telescope.
"Goodbye my brother, and I wish you a smooth journey." Fang Sheng seemed to have a smile on his face, turned around and rushed to another place.
The bald-headed soldier was wearing a camouflage military uniform, looking polite and polite as a gentleman of country Y, and when he saw the cold wind coming, he smiled and bent down to salute.
His actions were less like answering a spy, more like welcoming a nobleman.
"Dear Mr. Leng, I'm so glad to meet you, I've been imagining Mr. Leng's appearance, it turns out to be so respectable!" The bald head very politely stretched out his hand to the cold wind, like a polite greeting between nobles.
Leng Feng smiled slightly: "Everyone says that people in country Y are born to be gentlemen, even before killing people, they must show their incomparable justice, because whatever a gentleman does is the most correct." Looking at it now, the least gentlemanly politeness is definitely not a rumor! ”
The bald head laughed: "Mr. Leng is really humorous." But I'm afraid there is one thing you haven't heard, we people in country Y treat our friends like our own siblings. My name is Green, Mr. Leng, please allow me to take you to our overseas branch! ”
Leng Feng nodded, and threw his burden to the special forces soldiers who came with Green, and asked casually, "Didn't you go to country Y?" I thought you'd protect me and get what you wanted, and help me stay incognito forever! ”
Green smiled and nodded at Leng Feng: "Mr. Leng, I'm afraid there are some things that I can't say for a while." But as a great genius spy, you will definitely understand that all espionage is for the sake of politics. ”
"Then please come with me now, as for the qiē you want, we will definitely meet you!" Green stood up like the most classic housekeeper of Country Y, but Leng Feng felt that the information he sold might be more valuable.
Nighthawk felt that his brain was obviously not enough lately, and compared to the spy who entered the NSA, it seemed that he had been led by the nose by that guy.
No matter how much effort and cost you pay, you are always one step slower than the other party, and like what you met today, you are even much slower than the other party.
Director Niu would call him five times a day from a secret phone, and it was almost customary for Nighthawk to feel a pain in his head every time he saw the phone ring.
Director Niu's phone call was nothing more than asking him how he was doing now, whether he had sent spies to escape or something, Nighthawk wanted to say that you ask me every day how do I know, if I knew that guy would still be able to run?
The missing spy wasn't completely missing, and occasionally came back with messages. It's like deliberately throwing a hook and waiting for the nighthawk to take the bait.
"What the hell is he trying to do?" Nighthawk really couldn't figure out what that guy was up to.
According to the intelligence, he has been abandoned by his companions, and he is also being tracked by the most powerful force in Huaxia. He should be desperate, but seeing that every step he takes is calm, it seems that he has already calculated the possibility that he will encounter.
This guy is really terrible, if a person can calculate everything that will happen in the future, it is really terrible!
"Captain, there are sixty-three people in total, twelve in the woods, neatly and neatly, all of them have been stabbed, obviously made by veterans!" The stabbing was crossed at the waist, apparently shocked by the way these people were killed.
The slain were apparently well-trained agents, but they were barely able to fight back when they were killed, especially those in the woods.
They are all clearly sentry, lurking murderers. And when they died, they had almost no strength to fight back, which shows how powerful the killers they encountered, even more powerful than professional soldiers.
Nighthawk also looked at the dead bodies all over the ground, and shook his head with a smile: "He deliberately showed us, tell us how powerful he is, he is not an ordinary person who can be caught casually, this is a demonstration to us."
The big bull urn said angrily: "A guy who has escaped for his life still wants to demonstrate to us? He also deserves it? If I ever see him, I'll abolish him!" ”
"Yes, yes, you can get rid of him. But you also have to be careful, people have helpers, be careful of getting shot in the head with a sniper rifle! "The spur pointed to the corpses on the ground, many of whom had a bullet hole in their foreheads, and it was obvious that they had been shot in the head!
Da Niu stopped talking, and he also saw that the sniper was very strong. Judging from the state of these corpses when they died, they must have been killed by people with the fastest headshot.
Nighthawk muttered, "Why did he come here? Kill so many people who were chasing him, and then run away? What the hell is he trying to do? ”
"Captain, found a note under a corpse, it seems that someone left it." A member of the Thunder team came over quickly with a piece of paper, which he had just found under Liu Jun's severed throat while cleaning the scene.
Nighthawk took the paper, the white paper stained with blood.
There were just a few very simple words written on the white paper, and believe me, perhaps, we will meet again.
Nighthawk crumpled the piece of paper, and now he was even more sure that the escaped spy knew that he would definitely come here and find the note. It was the signal that the spy had left for himself, a simple but profound one.
"Captain, what's written on it?" The rest of the people came over curiously.
Nighthawk stood on the top of the hill, looking at the vast grassland in the distance, and suddenly he probably knew where the spy had gone.
He looked at the crumpled note in his hand, and suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Since you want to play, then I will play with you to the end!"