Chapter 560

Ten minutes later, the bodyguard of GMT company escorted a man out of the black prison.

Eric was shocked again when he saw this man.

The man helped with a block of C4 explosives, which were filled with electric detonators, with a detonating device in the middle, and numbers beating on the LCD screen.

Eric knew at a glance that it was a bomb vest.

What shocked him was not the vest, but the man in it.

Isn't this the proud prince Gustav?!

Even he fell into the hands of the killers, and Eric seemed to realize how bad the situation in the whole castle was now.

I'm afraid the police and quick reaction units no longer exist, otherwise they can't be so quiet, let alone let their master fall into the hands of the killer, and wear such a vest.

"We have controlled the hall. You take him there. What do you do? I don't have to say it again, right?" the masked man appeared at the door. His voice was still a baritone with a little hoarse, low and very cold.

"Boss, we know what to do."

Several bodyguards nodded and took Gustav away.

After a while, another figure appeared outside the door.

Like the masked man, he wore a mask and a white jumpsuit, which looked like some kind of work clothes.

When the man in white turned to close the door, Eric saw the blue font on the back of his clothes - Lobster mother food company.

Eric suddenly remembered that the two killers who were intercepted at the police station on the island for the first time were trying to sneak in disguised as the delivery personnel of the video company.

I think this is one of them.

The man in white closed the door and came towards Eric with a camera with a tripod in his hand.

Within a second of thinking, Eric decided to do it.

Because the people in the black prison are too worthy to go down and find out his identity.

Although Eric knew who it was, he couldn't believe it.

A killer should have been calm, but Eric had already been unable to restrain the endless questions and shock in his heart, which had already been a stormy wave.

His legs tightly clamped the corridor post. Eric had done this action countless times. The strong muscles on his legs could make him stick to the corridor post without falling to the ground.

Then, like a monkey, he took off his leather shoes, tied the shoelaces together, and tied them on the belt around his waist.

The heel made of wood and rubber gasket will make a very crisp sound after landing. He believes that as long as he makes a little noise, he will disturb his old friends in the black prison room.

Of course, unless the person in the room is not what he imagined.

After all this, the man in white had said directly below Eric's porch column and looked down. Eric could even see the hair stuck together because of the flood of oil on his head and the looming white scalp.

Take a deep breath of fresh air. Eric's lungs are filled with fresh oxygen, which calms his mind immediately. The whole world seems to be left behind by him in an instant. Now Eric, the God of thunder, has become John among the twelve disciples again.

This is the highest level of top assassins required by the brotherhood, an ancient assassin organization - selflessness.

Eric's senses were maximized, and his ears, eyes, muscles, everything, were in an extremely excited state.

In the eyes of the assassin, there is only the target at this time.

He fell like a huge bat and jumped on the white man walking forward in the corridor.

The dome is more than three meters away from the ground and falls only in an instant.

However, when Eric was more than a meter away from each other's head, the man in white seemed to notice the sudden change of air flow in the air.

Only very small changes, but for a senior assassin, it is enough to be alert to environmental changes.

Almost without any hesitation, the man in white jerked his gun.

In less than a second, he firmly believed that his hand speed could shoot at least two shots in the air.

Glock 17 grabbed from the police at his waist was full of empty sharp bullets. Two shots were enough to inflict heavy damage on the sneaker.

In his killer career, he met few opponents.

Looking back on his more than ten years of assassination career, at least to his current position, he has no record of losing.

Prudence, vigilance and fortitude are not only the gist of his survival, but also the law of his life.

He just underestimated his opponent.

If he knew that the man who fell from his head and the man who was called the "boss" in the black prison room were actually the top assassin trained in the same organization and won the highest honorary title, maybe he wouldn't choose such a stupid way to fight back.

Maybe he should choose to shout, at least to alert the people in the room before he dies.

The man in white has too much confidence in himself, almost to the point of pride. He can be selected as the first batch of people caught by the police and sent to the black prison with the boss. His personal ability and psychological quality are absolutely the first-class level among the grave diggers.

However, success is also Xiao He, failure is Xiao He.

It was his confidence in himself that killed him.

Eric ignored the Glock 17 pistol, which had been raised upward, and fell lightly on the ground before he aimed at himself.

His mentor is former fraternity President serandez, which is a legend in the assassin circle.

The soles of both feet landed steadily. Without the soles of leather shoes, the sound of falling to the ground would have been reduced to the lowest. In addition, Eric has practiced falling to the ground from high air for countless times. How to reduce the sound of landing, every muscle and ligament in his legs make the best response in an instant to minimize his sound.

The man in white felt a sudden chill behind his ears, and something stabbed into his body from there.

He wanted to cry, but Zhang opened his mouth out of control and couldn't cry out at all.

The whole body is like a machine cut off from the power supply and softens in an instant.

The camera in his left hand was caught by the attacker behind him almost at the same time, and there would be no chance of any sound.

Eric gently held the poor creature's body and held it in his arms like a baby.

His right hand was pulled out from behind the ear root of the man in white, leaving a wound of about one centimeter.

From the cuff of Eric's right suit, a 20cm long spike was stained with a halo of bright red.

This is the best "sleeve stab" among the top assassins of the brotherhood. Eric fell behind the man from top to bottom and chose to stab his brain from the junction of skull and jaw behind his auricle

Behind the lower auricle, there is a acupoint as deadly as the temple. It is called Wangu acupoint. It hits the ear and Wangu acupoint behind the ear. It can break through the eardrum or bleed in the ear, or concussion or die within 5 seconds.

The sleeve stab goes in from there and stabs the brain stem obliquely upward.

The brain stem was damaged instantly. The man in white just twitched a few times and was out of breath.