Signed In For Three Years And Became The Father Of Global Special Warfare

Chen Yuan clenched the dagger tightly and walked gently in front of the armed drug dealer.

The other party's drunk breath made a loud snoring in his mouth, and he murmured from time to time: "Kill, Laozi kills you all, the men kill all, the women stay..."

A cold light flashed in Chen Yuan's eyes, and he slowly squatted down, slowly raising his left hand, hanging over the opponent's mouth and nose, and holding the dagger with his right hand and aiming at the opponent's heart.

As a master of Chinese medicine, he knows very well how to kill talents is the fastest way without making a sound.

Why are there ghost doctors in ancient times? Because they kill people like ghosts, so people don't even notice it.

In the next moment, Chen Yuan's right hand dagger suddenly stabbed downwards, while his left hand covered the nose and mouth of the drug trafficker. The sharp dagger ripped through the flesh and blood in the next second, and lightning penetrated the opponent's heart like lightning.

At the moment the dagger pierced the opponent's heart, the knife was twisted hard and the heart burst open instantly.

A sharp pain instantly hit the drug trafficker's heart, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and the eyeballs were about to protrude, looking at Chen Yuan in horror.

He wanted to scream, but his nose and mouth were tightly covered by the opponent's big hands. He couldn't get away at all. He wanted to struggle, but his heart had been pierced, and his whole body had no strength except for the tingling.

The drug trafficker looked at Chen Yuan in despair, feeling that his life was passing quickly.

Soon, his expression solidified, his eyes widened, but there was no vitality in his body and he turned into a corpse.

The moment he died, he couldn't figure out why he could sneak in and sneak in, and all the people outside were dead?

However, he can only ask God this question.

Chen Yuan let go of his palms expressionlessly, and quickly drew out the dagger. The blood instantly stained the opponent's chest clothes red, and then flowed to the floor...

Afterwards, Chen Yuan got up and walked in front of another drug trafficker, using the same assassination method.

Five minutes later, Chen Yuan turned through the window and sneaked into the second room. It also took about five minutes to get out and enter the third room.

When Chen Yuan just entered the third room, a drug dealer suddenly stood up and yawned. He was obviously urinating and was about to go out.

Suddenly, when he saw Chen Yuan coming in through the window, he was taken aback, thinking he was dreaming!

"It's funny, how can there be such a strange dream..."

Chen Yuan didn't give him a chance to react. He kicked his feet and threw himself like a cheetah before coming to the opponent's body. He clamped the opponent's head with his left arm and twisted hard.

Click, a slight cracking of bones, and the snoring that quickly drowned in the room.

The drug trafficker didn't understand what was going on from beginning to end, so he died.

Like everyone else, he never thought that someone would sneak in at this time.

This is their base camp. Even the powerful instructors of the Hell Camp dare not come to provoke them. Whose courage is so bold to come here for a sneak attack?

It is precisely because of this kind of psychology that each one sleeps very securely.

Of course, it's normal for them to have such a thought. The defense is so tight around them, there are people on shifts 24 hours a day, and as long as there is a little disturbance, it will immediately attract everyone's attention.

It is absolutely impossible for anyone to lurk in silently!

What they didn't expect was meeting the devil Chen Yuan!

Chen Yuan is proficient in assassination of Chinese medicine, possesses the shadow attack and killing technique, is good at lurking, and carrying out sneak attacks in the dark. Killing is really like killing a cat or a dog.

After half an hour, Chen Yuan slaughtered 6 rooms and killed nearly 70 people!

Except for the sudden rise to prepare for nocturia, the others were assassinated silently, without making any movement.

Instead of taking a gun, Chen Yuan picked up a few grenades from the corpses and put them in his pockets in case of emergency.

The room was filled with a strong smell of blood, which had no effect on Chen Yuan. There was no burden on Chen Yuan either physically or psychologically. On the contrary, there was a faint excitement, and the blood on his body seemed to be boiling.

These drug dealers are all damn people. Killing them is to help more people. Of course, Chen Yuan's killing them is just trying to solve the troubles that will arise in the fight as soon as possible.

In addition, Chen Yuan felt excited about the extreme survival skills of hell, and seemed to be practicing frantically.

This was a bit unexpected for Chen Yuan. After all, this was killing people, and was not trying to survive in the wild in a harsh environment. It seemed that the ultimate survival skills of hell were the same as fighting skills. They were all militants.

After preparing for a while, Chen Yuan sneaked out of the room and entered a courtyard.

In the center of the yard, there were more than 20 people tied together and leaning back to back, with a look of horror, and the fear of death in their eyes. Obviously these were the hostages being captured.

Chen Yuan glanced and saw only the foreigner, but not the arrested female reporter Deng Mei.

Around the hostages, there were four armed men with AK47s hanging on their bodies, smoking cigarettes and patrolling the surroundings, very vigilant.

"No one is allowed to make a sound, or one shot will blow you!" A militant raised a gun to warn everyone, showing a fierce face, and when he saw some women, his eyes showed greed.

The other militants had evil smiles on their faces. If it weren't for the boss, they couldn't wait now.

For these hostages, the male must die, and the female must die. The difference is how long they persist before they die.

"Be honest, don't think about running away, no one can save you, as long as you honestly cooperate with us, you may still have a chance to survive, otherwise, hum!"

Under the threat of militants, a hostage shrank into a shiver, afraid to make the slightest movement, let alone look at people, for fear that he would annoy the other party and be killed by the other party.

Chen Yuan looked around and found that there was a heavy machine at the door!

A row of shark-like bullets on the heavy plane exudes a hideous atmosphere, which makes people feel a burst of icy chill.

Once this iron guy bursts out, it can instantly tear many people's bodies into pieces, which is absolutely a meat grinder on the battlefield.

Fortunately, the machine gunner was already leaning on one side and snorted to sleep, and the snoring was so loud that he didn't care about him.

Of course, this does not mean that the other party relaxes their vigilance. People like them wake up immediately when there is movement around them and can enter a fighting state at any time.

Chen Yuan didn't dare to make any intentions, and his success was up to him.

The next moment, Chen Yuan began to move slowly. In the darkness, he quickly approached the target like a lurking ghost, preparing to launch a lightning-like attack.

He is very aware of the current situation, and he can't make any mistakes, otherwise he will stay here if the mission fails!

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