Chapter 303

When the people of the poisonous snake organization entered the mountain, Brooke, who arranged the trap, immediately found someone entering the mountain.

In the mountains near mosdor, few people would go in on weekdays. Even local people could not climb the mountains, so Brooke knew that it must be the people of the poisonous snake organization.

He then quickly evacuated in the mountains and intended to get rid of the snake organization personnel who caught up with him, but he never expected that there were mountain war experts among the other party. He not only cracked many traps arranged by Brooke, but also quickly found Brooke's personal traces in the mountain.

Relying on these traces, they tracked them up at an extremely efficient speed, forcing Brooke to get rid of the killers sent by the poisonous snake organization only at the cost of speeding up and consuming his physical strength.

But this is not a long-term plan. As long as Brooke can't eliminate the traces he left on his way, he will still be caught up by the group.

At this moment, Brooke really felt helpless. There was no country to help him and no friends to help him. The scene was completely in a dilemma.

Whew!

Just as Brooke was panting, a bullet that didn't know where it came from accurately hit his shoulder, tearing Brooke's shoulder into a wound. He was injured by a bullet that he couldn't prevent. Brooke couldn't help crying for a moment, so he quickly covered the wound and rolled aside to avoid the original range.

Judging from the bullet entry hole, the shooter's position should be in the north. At the same time, judging from the injury, the other party should use an automatic rifle. If it's a sniper gun, Brooke's shot shoulder can't use his strength at this time.

"Damn it, why did you catch up so soon." Hiding behind a big tree, Brooke said in horror.

Up to now, he didn't know how many people there were and what weapons they were carrying. This sense of mystery was like a mountain pressing on Brooke's heart, which made him out of breath.

It seems that death is approaching invisibly, but he can't do anything.

Those who can join the Viper organization are not unknown. Even though Brooke was once a soldier of the elite army, it is only the past. Now he is an old man. No matter how he exercises and works out for many years, he is far less physically than those professional killers who join the Viper organization in their twenties and thirties.

With a gust of wind blowing around, the grass moved, and then there was a slight sound of footsteps.

Brooke took out two guns from his pocket. Even if he hurt his shoulder, he was ready to fight at the moment.

In the face of the poisonous snake organization, you never want to surrender. This organization only needs to get what they want from you. Once you drain all the value from you, you will be abandoned and executed on the spot.

So there is no possibility of surrender.

"Come out, we have found you. Now you can't escape. Hand over your things and I can give you the right to commit suicide." A man in a fur coat with an automatic rifle slowly came out of the mountain forest from afar, and on his left and right sides, he was followed by two killers of poisonous snake organization.

Surrounded by the three, Brooke, who had been shot and injured, basically had little chance of winning.

A drop of cold sweat flowed down Brooke's forehead, and the palms of his hands holding the handle of the gun faintly numbed. Finally, he couldn't stand this torture anymore. He rushed out of his hiding place directly, and the direction of the sound of footsteps was a double shot.

Bang bang!

But obviously, the reaction speed of the snake killer was much faster than Brooke. When Brooke appeared from behind the tree, the three killers immediately pulled the trigger of their guns.

Brooke didn't even have time to shoot. He had been shot seven or eight times.

"Er!" Brooke stared. The blood flow countercurrent caused by being shot in the lung directly made a lot of blood seep from his nostrils and mouth. Under the gaze of the three killers, Brooke collapsed to the ground powerlessly, and the two guns in his hand also fell to the ground.

"It's too kind of you to die like this. Give us what we want, or I can let you live longer, but you will feel that life is better than death." A bespectacled killer walked up to Brooke, squatted down, looked into Brooke's eyes and smiled.

His smile was full of evil, so Brooke didn't doubt his words.

Snake organizations do have such technology. They bought many biologists and developed a drug that can stimulate human neural activity.

This medicine has the effect of temporarily restoring the vitality of dying people. In the words of the Oriental countries, it is "shining back". Even if your heart is broken, this medicine can make you live ten more minutes.

However, with such an adverse effect, the side effects are also very large.

That is, your nerve perception will be infinitely expanded. If someone touches your skin, it's like a heavy hammer to you.

Not to mention the kind of torture inflicted by poisonous snake killers. Once the two are combined, it is rumored that "life is better than death". In Brooke's gaze, the killer took out an injection containing yellow medicine from his arms and directly inserted it into Brooke's neck meridian.