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Chapter 564 Mysterious Organization

呲味~
Four heads shot up into the sky, and the blood directly covered the camera.

Everyone who watched this scene backed away involuntarily, reflexively moving away from the screen.

The moment their heads left their necks, they seemed to have seen their own end.

Sweat on the forehead, I don't know when it has become dense, sliding down the cheeks.

The only sound in the entire monitoring room was the heavy breathing of the monitoring personnel.

At this time, Pablo Escobar also stared with wide eyes in disbelief, and a cold sweat broke out involuntarily on his forehead.

Empty eyes, ferocious skull mask, bloody means.

Let Pablo Escobar involuntarily look at his gate, as if that figure would appear in front of his eyes the next moment.

In the room, eight shadows suddenly appeared behind Pablo Escobar, and everyone looked serious.

"Wait a minute, I want to know who this person is!" Pablo Escobar didn't look back, just said something again.

The eight figures stood still, did not say a word, and did not hide anymore.

Everyone stared solemnly at the screen, that figure of Zhuang Ming.

And the perfect ultra-long cutting arc Tang Dao in Zhuang Ming's hand has already swung towards the next gate, the fingerprint recognition gate.

The material of this gate is better and more luxurious than the previous one.

The most important thing is that Zhuang Ming saw a familiar material on the outside of this gate, which was coated with a layer of special material.

The handwriting is pretty good.

But still couldn't stop Zhuang Ming's pace.

A knife!

Cut it open!

No hindrance!

Many people have already focused on the knife in Zhuang Ming's hand, which is definitely not an ordinary knife.

The strong also have a very persistent attachment to weapons.

Holding a magic weapon and confronting people of the same level as oneself, many times, they can be killed.

There are no bodyguards outside this door, because inside is Pablo Escobar's residence, an ordinary door.

Looking at the empty corridor, Zhuang Ming certainly did not hesitate.

step, step, step
The sound of footsteps was unusually clear in the empty corridor, like the death urging voice.

Pablo Escobar was not staring at the video screen at this time, but at the door.

Everyone in the room stared at the door, waiting for that figure to arrive.

At this time, the remaining eight members of the shadow team were tense, ready to unleash their most powerful blow at any time.

At this time, think about it with your butt, and you know what happened to Xiao Jiu!
creak~

The door opened slowly, and Zhuang Ming's figure appeared in front of their eyes.

The most conspicuous of course is the skull mask.

But when we actually meet, it's completely different from watching surveillance.

Every time you take a step, the air in the room drops by one degree, just like a human body air conditioner, but this air conditioner contains the ice cold that freezes the soul.

Looking at Pablo Escobar who was sitting on the sofa, as if waiting for him to arrive, Zhuang Ming couldn't help flashing a hint of amusement in his eyes.

bah~
Zhuang Ming's figure suddenly disappeared in place,

Everyone in Pablo Escobar's shadow team immediately moved to block Pablo Escobar's surroundings,

Special daggers, special gloves, special machetes, and even special bows and arrows.

It's really varied!
Pablo Escobar's pupils couldn't help shrinking directly to the limit. This speed was too fast and completely exceeded the limit of the pupils.

He couldn't do it, and there was already a bad feeling in his heart.

However, Zhuang Ming didn't do anything, just appeared five meters away from his expression, watching all this with a teasing look.

I don't know why, but they clearly saw a trace of teasing in their empty eyes.

It's a very conflicted feeling.

"Who are you?" Pablo Escobar's voice was a little hoarse, he really couldn't remember who this person was?

With terrifying skills, terrifying speed, and terrifying methods, such a person will definitely not be an unknown person.

But there is no one in his mind who can match the number?

Where the hell did this guy come from?

And so easily breached his mansion of perfect defense.

How did the other party reach the roof of the building?
It's still a mystery!

"Is this how you entertain 'guests'?" Zhuang Ming's indifferent voice rang out, almost on the same tune, and at the same time made people feel a little creepy.

"Stand back!" Pablo Escobar looked straight at Zhuang Ming's hideous mask, as if he wanted to see through the intruder, and spit out two words.

And then, the shadow team also quickly retreated behind Pablo Escobar, but the weapons in their hands were not put away, and they looked at Zhuang Ming warily.

"Please sit down!"

"Tea!" Pablo Escobar was also calm and scary at this time, as if he really regarded Zhuang Ming as a guest.

His assistant quickly ran to the side to pour a cup of tea for Zhuang Ming.

Then he ran away quickly, as if he was very afraid of Zhuang Ming,
Zhuang Ming also sat down on the sofa unceremoniously, looking at the room unscrupulously.

But Pablo Escobar didn't say a word, waiting for Zhuang Ming's answer.

Those who achieve great things never lack patience.

"Patience is good." Turning his head to look at Pablo Escobar who was staring at him with burning eyes, Zhuang Ming praised him playfully.

Made Pablo Escobar's eyes twitch violently.

If it wasn't for the fact that the person in front of him really gave him a bad feeling, he would have killed him long ago.

"S-level genetic warrior, tsk tsk~~ I didn't expect the famous drug lord to have such strength. It's really a bit surprising. Everyone underestimated you. No wonder you escaped from so many sieges."

Immediately after Zhuang Ming's words, Pablo Escobar stood up directly, exuding a violent aura and overflowing with murderous aura.

However, it was completely useless against Zhuang Ming.

That murderous aura would never enter Zhuang Ming's side.

Strength has always been Pablo Escobar's secret, no one knows, but this mysterious masked man actually revealed it straight away.

"Who the hell are you? If you belonged to that organization, I would have followed your requirements every year!" Pablo Escobar's eyes were narrowed into needles, shining coldly, and his eyes were like two sharp eyes. Jian wanted to see through Zhuang Ming's skull mask.

Unfortunately, it didn't work.

"En? Organization? I'm curious. If you tell me, maybe I won't kill you today!" A flash of inspiration flashed through Zhuang Ming's mind, but when he wanted to catch it, it disappeared again, with a cold and flat voice full of exploration.

For Zhuang Ming, whether to kill or not is really his decision.

But here, the atmosphere is tense again.

They don't know Zhuang Ming's means, and at the same time they have confidence in their own strength, at least they have an advantage in numbers.

(End of this chapter)