The Tibetan Mastiff bit the electronic jammer and ran quickly towards the farm.
It entered the door in the blink of an eye, and then, it cleverly found the stairs to the second floor.
There were two assassins guarding the passage on the second floor.
The count actually sat down and looked at the two men intently.
They were also shocked for a while when they saw a big dog suddenly appearing in front of them.
This dog is also so big that it runs like an African lion in motion.
Looking at its shiny black fur, it is easy to tell that this dog is an unusual breed.
"Mingzhe, look, what is biting in that dog's mouth?"
Han, a killer, was a little surprised.
He saw something like a charger in the big dog's mouth and couldn't help blurting out.
The killer's vigilance is rational, but the other killer's disapproval is fatal.
The killer named Jin Mingzhe swept the big dog in front of him with a hint of ridicule: "I'm afraid it's a broken remote control.
You're too sensitive.
This kind of thing is worth your fuss, Han."
Facing the mocking gestures from his teammates, the killer ignored them.
Just murmured: "I always feel something is wrong."
Han "Otherwise, I'll kill it with one shot."
The killer surnamed Han Jin teased the other person and raised his gun.
The vigilant killer hurriedly stopped him: "No, once the shot is fired, people outside will definitely think that we killed these three people, and the situation will be beyond our control."
Han The killer surnamed Jin suddenly put away his gun and shouted: "I'm playing tricks on you.
How dare I shoot if I'm not a fool."
Han "Damn it, how dare you lie to me?"
The vigilant killer raised the handle of his pistol to show off to the other party.
Of course, the killer surnamed Jin was not a free man, so he smiled and dealt with it easily.
I don’t know what happened, but the big dog suddenly got up from the ground at this time, and ran upwards like a tiger.
The two killers didn't pay too much attention.
In their hearts, it was just a dog.
The value of a dog is just to provide dog meat.
If you want to do something that threatens them, it is simply more impossible than a fantasy.
It was this carelessness that allowed the count to quickly sneak into the second floor.
They may not know until their death that such a slightly unusual dog in front of them is actually the god of death who sends them to hell.
And the name of this Tibetan Mastiff, Earl, is also destined to become the most beautiful brilliance in the red mist starry sky.
In this battle, the people in the underworld knew that there would be such a warrior in Wendong, but they preferred to call the count the God of Death.
The God of Death also became the first non-human friend directly entrusted by Xie Wendong to the position of Wendong Society.
The scene cuts to the outside of the farm.
The senior officials of Wendonghui and Hongmen were staring intently at the movements in the farm.
To be honest, the brothers still believed in Jiang Sen's words and hoped from the bottom of their hearts that the Count would be able to complete the task well.
Trustworthy, they are still a little worried.
Who would believe the rescue mission given to a Tibetan Mastiff that is less than one year old?
Three minutes have passed and there is still no movement in the farm.
For five minutes, there was no movement in the farm.
Until six minutes later, a large black dog with long hair appeared in front of them.
From afar, the Tibetan Mastiff just turned around five times and then squatted on the ground without moving.
Seeing this, Jiang Sen's originally anxious face showed ripples: "Okay, the things are put in."
"It's really done.
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This is unbelievable, a dog," Li Shuang said in a somewhat unbelievable voice.
Fortunately, they were not too close to the farm, otherwise his voice would have alerted the enemy.
Jiang Sen immediately made a shushing gesture to show caution.
Li Shuang was so frightened that he immediately shut his mouth.
Jiang Sen said slowly: "Brothers, it's time for me to appear on the show.
Just wait and see."
"Tell brothers to be careful."
"Be sure to pay attention to safety," the brothers reminded me one by one.
Jiang Sen nodded: "Don't worry, brothers, we can't save Brother Dong.
I'll come and see you."
After saying this, he made arrangements.
At this time, everyone saw Jiang Sen blowing a very sharp whistle to the Tibetan Mastiff named Earl.
The whistle blew, and the earl, who was sitting far away, got up and ran back to the farm quickly.
The bloody brothers in white clothes gathered in a very short period of time and were ready to go.
The second floor of the farm.
Xie Wendong and Diane Huang were drinking tea while talking and laughing.
It doesn't look like they were kidnapped.
Those who didn't know better thought they were actually on vacation.
Because with Xie Wendong by their side, Diane and Huang Jinli were not worried at all.
The sense of security never left their bodies.
This may be Xie Wendong's own charm.
Unlike the two of them, Xie Wendong was worried.
It is impossible to say that there is no touch of humanity in this situation.
It's just that his concentration was so good that the killers couldn't see the decadence and anger they should have on his face.
What they saw was a face that was not handsome but had a faint smile.
Such unpredictable people are so terrifying that killers dare not go too far with them.
This can be seen from the fact that the three of them were not restrained, but were only threatened by guns.
At this time, the well-dressed man who was not very normal was observing what was going on outside through the curtains.
He regretted it now.
He regretted that he should not have given Wen Donghui ten hours to prepare the ransom.
From a distance, he saw rows of high-end cars standing there.
Wendonghui's strength was demonstrated in front of him for the first time.
Such a huge society does not take much time at all.
Five hundred thousand dollars is just a sprinkling of water, nothing more.
The man regretted his "tolerance", but he also knew that such regret had no effect at all.
After forcing himself to calm down, the outstanding man realized that his palms were already covered in sweat.
His right hand remained clenched, because the thing in his hand was their life-saving talisman, and he couldn't be careless at all.
What he didn't know was that due to the interference of the electronic jammer, the bomb remote control could no longer convey the blasting instructions.
At this time, a big dog suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
The dog is too big, this is the unanimous reaction of everyone.
The big dog shook his head and walked straight to Xie Wendong's side.
It didn't bark, it just lay down obediently.
The appearance of a dog is considered a strange but normal thing.
They also know that some farms really like to raise some tall and powerful dogs to guard their homes.
This may be the dog that the farmhouse is happy to raise.
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"Brother Dong, this dog is so strange.
Look what's hanging around its neck."
Huang Jinli approached the big dog and was about to reach out and pet it.
"Stop" Xie Wendong suddenly shouted.
Huang Jinli was startled by Xie Wendong's shout, and the hand he was about to extend stopped.
"What's wrong?"
Huang Jinli asked.
Xie Wendong said calmly: "If you had touched it just now, the consequences would have been serious.
I know this kind of dog is called Tibetan Mastiff."
"Tibetan Mastiff is the kind of dog that dares to declare war on the prairie wolf."
Huang Jinli stared in surprise.
Xie Wendong did not answer Huang Jinli's words because he was touched by one sentence.
The original line is "what's hanging around its neck."
Xie Wendong fixed his eyes and looked at the Tibetan Mastiff's neck.
It turned out that there was a small shining golden ornament hanging on its thick neck.
Xie Wendong also knew the style of the small ornament, and it was the black post of the bloody murder.
A bright red character with a black background is definitely from Wendonghui.
In other words, the Tibetan Mastiff in front of me is from Wendonghui.
When Xie Wendong thought of this, a strange feeling came to his heart.
He knew that the enemy's death was not far away.
"What are you yelling about?"
Han, a killer, pointed a gun at the three of them.
Xie Wendong laughed on his back, resting his hands on his hands and said quietly: "The sea of suffering is endless, and sometimes you can't get out of the sea of suffering even if you look back.
When you choose to do something, you must be prepared to pay the corresponding price.
Death is sometimes a kind of death.
Luxury."
At this time, the blood-killing brothers who climbed to the top of the building were also ready.
At the summons of a few gestures, more than 20 very elite brothers jumped out of the rope almost at the same time, and their bodies descended rapidly.
After a violent collision of glass, the blood-killing brothers flew into the second floor like gods descending to earth.
They shoot, kill, kill, shoot.
Although there were only about a dozen people on the other side, the bullets sprayed out never stopped the pace of death.
The killers were completely unprepared and shot into pieces with pistols.
Among these killers, the most powerful one is the outstanding man with explosives trapped in his body.
When he heard the sound of glass, he squatted down immediately.
He had no time to rejoice that he had escaped.
Amidst the screams, he saw himself about to be blown into powder.
"I will die with you" Because of his excitement, the Chinese characters he spat out were surprisingly standard.
As he spoke, his thumb was already moving towards the button.
A few seconds later, he suddenly felt a tightening in his neck, despite not feeling shattered.
The most sensitive nerves are activated instantly.
The only words that flashed through his mind were, "The bomb didn't go off.
Something hit my gun."
Before he died, he learned the last secret about who killed him.
It was a black-haired monster with a strong body and a mouth full of fangs.
Just a light bite, and the blood vessels were so fragile that they burst.
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From birth to death, he finally completed his entire life.
I can't say I'm sorry to die in Xie Wendong's hands.
No one knows how a Tibetan Mastiff judges its enemies.
Maybe it was Jiang Sen's explanation beforehand, maybe it was because the other party looked too effeminate, maybe it was just a simple conditioned reflex.
In fact, none of these are important.
What is important is that everyone knows that a killing god has appeared under Jiang Sen.
You are lucky to have such a dog
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