The night is already very deep, the dark night sky is like an inverted black pot, covered tightly, and no light is exposed at all, but on the bustling streets of M Valley, people who live a night life are still enjoying the peace and happiness that the night brings to their lives, and more are the excitement that cannot be found during the day.

From time to time, there are motorcycle teams speeding past on the street, and some girls standing on the street show their thighs from time to time, showing off their coquettishness.

Under Doro's guidance, the car turned street after street, and on the way, they had already crossed several teams of police.

At this time, Doro's mobile phone rang, Doro looked at the number, picked up the phone and talked to the other party in Thai, looking very excited for a while, and then soothing his brows warmly.

After answering the phone, he was silent for a while. "What's the matter?" Nighthawk asked him, and Dora was startled for a moment, and recovered from his daze just now, "It was my policeman's boss who called me, and he asked me what I was doing, why I didn't go to provoke the Fuso people under the instructions of the order, and he told me to hurry up, this time I got into a lot of trouble, and the other party invited a large number of professional killers and mercenaries to kill me." This time it's really dangerous. With that, he fell silent again. Nighthawk patted him comfortingly, judging from the killers sent by the Japanese just now, Matsumoto really had to kill him this time, they were all professionally trained guys, and if they didn't pay attention, they almost suffered a loss.

Seeing Doro so silent, Nighthawk understood that it was not that he was afraid of fate, that fate had long been miserable for him, and that he was sad for the loss of his police friend.

An hour later, the car pulled into the gate of Doro's country house.

Nighthawk instructed everyone to get out of the car with their equipment, and told the Thorn and Yaksha to drive the car into the garage and prepare to evacuate at any time. Entering the gate and turning on the light, Nighthawk grabbed Doro at once and pressed him directly to the wall.

The rest looked at their captain in surprise. "Say, what else do you not tell me". Nighthawk asked in an angry tone.

Doro was a little out of breath, and said with his mouth wide open, "What do you want to know, I've said everything you need to say." Nighthawk pulled him out and slammed him against the wall, his hands lifted up as Doro's feet slowly began to move off the ground.

Nighthawk grabbed his collar and strangled him tightly, "Our brother is playing for you, what else can't you sue us, if it's just for a batch of goods, it's enough to send a killer, why are there still a steady stream of killers, and even mercenaries, and the skills of those killers just now are not bad, all of them are professionally trained, they are organized killers, and they are not comparable to those ordinary killers at all."

I was thinking about it on the road just now, just for a batch of goods, even if Matsumoto wants to save face, how can he come to kill a joint gangster who just robbed him of his goods at any cost, I treat you as a brother, I am working hard for you, what else do you have to hide"?

The more Nighthawk spoke, the more excited he became, grabbing Doro and slamming it to the ground. Nighthawk drank furiously.

Doro lay on his stomach and coughed violently, his loose collar causing him to gasp for breath. The black bear and several people also slowly surrounded him, looking at the gangster who was lying on the ground, hiding something important.

Doro coughed for a while, exhaled a few breaths, slowly got up, walked to the sofa next to him and sat down, stroked his chest with his left hand, poured a glass of water on the coffee table in front of him with his right hand, and drank it all in one gulp.

Then turning his head to look at these people with doubts in their eyes, he nodded and said, "Okay, since everyone is on the same rope now, I won't hide anything." ”

He lay down with his back against the sofa, cleared his throat and said, "Yes, there is indeed more than weapons and drugs in this shipment. ”

When everyone heard this, they all erupted into a low roar, and the mines clenched their fists tightly. Nighthawk waved for everyone to be quiet, then turned to look at Doro, waiting for his answer.

Doro looked at the excited crowd, shook his head and continued, "More than a month ago, I received a tip from a hunter that he was going to receive a shipment from country R. At that time, my first instinct was drugs, because country R is the world of drug kings, and drug kings and Carson are competitors.

Carson has always disliked him, and if it weren't for the strength of the Poison King, he would have been killed a long time ago. He dared to ship goods to Thailand, he really didn't want to live.

And the hunter told me that things are not all drugs. Drugs are just a disguise, more of a weapon, and there is an important thing in it. Nighthawk heard this, and clenched his fists at the same time. "And this important thing is a nuclear warhead and a launcher," Doro said. Nighthawk was shocked and said, "What does Matsumoto want a nuclear warhead for, isn't he just a politician, is he a terrorist?" Doro shook his head and said, "I don't know about this, I only know that these are gifts from the Poison King to Matsumoto, and the hunter said that there is only so much information on the inside line, and he told me to intercept this batch of goods, and I must not let Matsumoto be shipped out of T country."

After I intercepted the shipment, I secretly hid the nuclear bomb and the launcher, and I gave all the rest to Carson, who was very happy and kept saying that he would reuse me.

My original intention was to burn this fire on Carson's body and let Matsumoto find him to fight to the death. But somehow, Matsumoto didn't look for Carson, but pointed the finger directly at me, and everywhere he issued a kill order saying that he would kill me to save face.

But I know that he must have known that the nuclear bomb was still in my hands, so he came to me. Someone must have leaked the secret, but I couldn't imagine who it would be, and the last people who helped me with the last work that day were a few of my loyal subordinates, who gave me their lives, and there would be no problem.

I guess there's something wrong with Carson, and now there's no way around it, and the order from my superiors is to make me disappear, and there's no way to find out about it. Nighthawk listened quietly to Doro's story, and found that fine beads of sweat had broken out of his head nervously, "So where is the nuclear bomb now?" Doro stretched and said, "Actually, if you don't ask me, I'll tell you tomorrow, because I'm going to die here."

Nighthawk was inexplicable when he heard it, and he was puzzled, "You will never die with us, you don't have to worry about this, I promised you last night that I would definitely do it." Dorohaha smiled and shook his head and said, "I have to "die" here, I have already spoken to the hunter on the phone. He approved my request. Nighthawk looked at Doro in disbelief, like looking at a monster, "What do you ask for?" You ask for permission to die? Why is that? Also, when did you contact the hunter, how did I not know? Nighthawk threw out a barrage of questions, each one full of incomprehension.

Doro smiled and patted Nighthawk on the shoulder, looked at the soldiers who were just as terrified as him, and said, "Yes, I asked for it, but it's not real death, it's just fake death, this is where your help is needed, just yesterday when the killer came in, I reported my thoughts to the hunter."

If I don't die, there is no way to end this matter, they will haunt me like a ghost for the rest of my life, and they will continue to hunt me down, believe it or not, I am tired of my current life, I want to find a place where no one knows me, and start over with the person I like. Nighthawk believed him, but he didn't know why, every word the man said convinced him, perhaps because he had the same beliefs and similar backgrounds, and he saw in Doro something that he had always wanted to pursue.

Doro took Nighthawk's hand and said sincerely, "Help me, it's up to you whether I can successfully get out of my current self." Nighthawk took a deep breath and nodded heavily at him, "Okay, I promise you." Doro laughed happily at once, and Nighthawk felt that this was the brightest smile ever since he had known him, and that it had come from the bottom of his heart.

He felt right to be able to do one last thing for such a man, and perhaps after tomorrow, he would never see him again in his life. Thinking of this, he shook Dora's hand vigorously until the powerful Doro Wow screamed.

Several of them learned about Doro's plan, and all felt sorry for his final decision. Everyone felt that it was a pity that such a wonderful agent disappeared from this world, everyone's eyes changed differently, and even the most unscrupulous military assassin was full of respect in his eyes at the moment. This is a man who has dedicated his life to the country and deserves everyone's respect.

Especially these soldiers who pay attention to the strong, just imagine themselves, can they survive in such boundless darkness, only loneliness, indifference, suspicion, doubt, and he did it, this Doro, who is about to withdraw from the stage of life, has done it thoroughly, just like he said, sometimes he can't tell whether he is a good person or a bad person.

With that, Nighthawk began to check the layout around him, and now he understood that the killers outside would soon know where they were hiding, and that tomorrow they would definitely swarm in, and it would be a fierce battle, and to do a good job in this scene, and not to let the brothers get hurt, this was the most difficult problem before him right now.

On the contrary, Doro is in a relaxed mood now, and after tomorrow, he will be able to bathe and fall in love with the woman he loves. At this time, he sat on the sofa, quietly waiting for the passage of time, waiting for the arrival of tomorrow