Descent of the Phoenix

The sunset is like fire and the cherry blossoms are splendid.

Under the bright sunshine, the bright red cherry blossoms are in full swing, and the enchanting singularity is open, and the courtyard of the green mountains and green waters is rendered without the dust.

"Boom." A blast sounded.

The cherry blossoms fluttered, the dusty sky was over, and the vast courtyard was moved to the ground.

A dead silence.

"Beautiful." A blond man looked at the courtyard in front of him into a dusty smoke, facing the dark-haired man, a thumbs up, playing with the AK47 in his hand.

"That is of course." The black man responded with a slap in the face of the pursuit of the gun.

"The Japanese Sankou Group Lintang is divided into three hundred and eleven people, and there is no one living." A red-haired man came cold with a cold face and was stained with blood of others.

"Head, finished." On the shoulder, against the latest submachine gun developed by the United States, an oriental man came over in the dust of the sky, covered in murder, standing beside the dark-haired man, holding his chest with his hands, no sound The woman’s report was reported.

The black hair is flying in the cherry blossoms of the sky, and it is a strong murderous.

The black enamel that is dyed with the sunset is bright and bright, like a deep pool, and the black ones dare not look at it.

Cherry small mouth, goose egg cheeks, the city is stunning.

The only woman among the six, Lin, the boss of the Dragon Mercenary Corps, the first person in the world mercenary community.

At this time, listening to the words, raising a brow proudly, with the arrogance and self-confidence of the heroes, waved: "Go." Then he turned and walked forward.

In the distance, the alarm sounds faintly.

The four immediately followed, and they were not busy, and they were laid-back, and the expression simply despised everything.

The black hummer came flying, the cockroach stopped in front of everyone, the door opened, and a blonde man smiled and looked at Lin Dao: "The boss is the boss, and the one done is more beautiful than once, and the time calculation is really not bad."

"Crap, don't look at who is our boss." The black-haired man who is chasing the gun, the eyebrows are all respectful.

Lin, who is head-to-head, screams and laughs, the world's number one dragon mercenary group, she shot, to leave a trace, leaving a division of a three-part group, it is too small pediatrics.

Stepping up, Lin walked toward the door.

Stepping out one step, the foot suddenly slipped, and the head hit the door.

Lin eyebrows wrinkled, the body did not listen to the moment, straight into the door, a dizzy, breathing immediately tightened.

Everything happened only in an instant, and at the end of the disappearance of consciousness, Lin blurd his feelings and laughed. As a leader of the world’s first special mercenary group, she was killed in front of her own car. This is a big joke. The top jokes of the mercenary community.

The cherry blossoms fly and the world is still running.