Special Forces: Destroy the SSS-level mercenary group at the beginning

Just as Long Er hung up the phone, the door of the command room was slammed open, and Long San and Long Si walked in with solemn faces.

"Nightmare, I have some very bad news to tell you now!" Long San said seriously.

Sun Nan was stunned for a moment, the enemy had already been dealt with, so what bad news could there be?

He asked quickly, "What happened?"

"Your identity information is likely to have been leaked!"

"what?!"

Sun Nan's body shook violently, and his mind seemed to be struck by five thunderbolts.

His identity is highly confidential, and it was because his identity was leaked that his brothers in Snow Mountain, except for Ge Rongbin who was wounded and retired, escaped, but the other brothers were all poisoned by the enemy.

Those damned enemies even wanted to attack the families of Sun Nan's martyr brothers, planning to use them to force Sun Nan out.

Sun Nan himself had nothing to fear when his identity was leaked.

With his ability, there are not many people in this world who can pose a threat to him.

It is the gate of hell, and he even dares to walk through it.

But he has family, and people he cares about.

These people are Sun Nan's real Ni Lin, and he will never allow any enemy to hurt them.

He asked coldly: "Be clear, what is going on?"

Long Si said in a cold voice: "It's our carelessness. The female ninja just now has a small camera on her body, which can transmit real-time images!"

"When we checked her body just now, we found that the camera was still recording!"

Long San nodded, and analyzed calmly: "If my guess is correct, your avatar is likely to have been transmitted to the internal organization of their Iga-ryu nin faction."

"Next, you will most likely be ruthlessly hunted down by the most mysterious killer organization in the world!"

"Including your relatives and friends, they will always live under the threat of death from the enemy!"

Long San's words were undoubtedly a heavy hammer, hitting Sun Nan's heart hard.

Especially his last sentence, Sun Nan's relatives and friends will live forever under the shadow of death.

Sun Nan only felt his heart twitch violently, and his entire chest was like a volcanic eruption, burning his whole body into flames.

"Whoever dares to touch my family members, even if they just have this idea!"

"No matter where he is, no matter who he is, I must let them die without a place to bury them!"

Sun Nan gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly.

The people around family and friends are Sun Nan's weakness, but at the same time they are also Sun Nan's backlash.

The reverse scale of the dragon, anyone who touches it will surely die!

At this moment, the encrypted phone on Sun Nan's body also rang.

Anyone who can make this call must be very urgent.

After connecting, the voice of Zhan Xiage came from the other end of the phone.

It is said that when the ninja was ambushed outside the country before, Zhan Xiage lost contact during the tracking mission.

No clues or notices were left, not even a message or news after that, no news.

Sun Nan didn't feel too worried about Zhan Xiage, after all, he knew Zhan Xiage's strength best.

The comprehensive strength will not be weaker than Sun Nan, after all, he is also the Ten Temple Yama of the Fifth Army.

He has served in the former Fifth Army for more than 15 years and has performed countless classified and high-risk missions.

Sun Nan is 100% assured of his strength. The reason why he lost contact and there is no news is likely to be forced by the situation.

He believed that Zhan Xiage would contact him as soon as he had a chance.

Sure enough, now Zhan Xiage's call came.

Sun Nan asked a little excitedly: "Brother Zhan, you haven't heard from you these few days. Have you found any important information?"

Zhan Xiage's voice was serious: "I followed that group of ninjas and found some of their network here, including some of their affiliated organizations, which I have already found out!"

"But let's put these aside for now, what did you do, why did you leak your identity?"

"Now that your identity has been spread throughout the Iga-ryu nin faction organization, the next situation seems to be very unfavorable to you!"

Sun Nan told Zhan Xiage the ins and outs of the matter with a cold face. After listening to Sun Nan's explanation, Zhan Xiage took a deep breath.

"Things have already happened. Since we can't stop it now, we can only prepare to meet it!"

"This matter is not easy. You must report the matter to Mr. Gao immediately, and ask him to immediately send more people to protect the safety of your relatives, friends, and family members!"

Sun Nan nodded: "Well, I see, I will report it!"

"Brother Zhan, if the task has been completed, you should also return to the team as soon as possible! Let's go to the ghost rendezvous!"

After hanging up the phone, he immediately reported the matter to Gao Shiwei.

Gao Shiwei immediately expressed that he would take this matter seriously and immediately arrange Sun Nan's parents to a safe place.

After contacting Gao Shiwei on the phone, Sun Nan had a serious expression on his face. What he wanted to do most now was to go directly to his hometown.

Although Gao Shiwei had taken a series of protective measures, Sun Nan knew the assassination methods of those ninja killers best.

They are proficient in assassination, and even the most elite special forces may not be their opponents.

Sun Nan was really worried that his family would be hurt because of this.

Just when he was in a state of confusion, the voice of guard captain Yao Jie suddenly came from the walkie-talkie.

"Leader, leader, please call back!"

"Someone is looking for you at the gate!"

Chapter 609 A Different Ancient Martial Arts Heir

Under the watchful eyes of the guards of the secret research institute, an old-fashioned red flag car slowly drove into the gate of the research institute, exuding a solemn aura from all over.

The guards in the institute guarded the surroundings tightly, forming two human walls, holding the weapons tightly in their hands, with the muzzle pointing down, and watching the car approaching seriously.

A road is left in the middle, so that the old-fashioned Hongqi cars can come to the main building unimpeded.

Long Er stood straight in front of the building, the gentle smile that was always on his face disappeared, replaced by a deep seriousness and tension.

Sun Nan and the others also stood in front of the building, quietly waiting for the arrival of the Hongqi car.

The car drove very slowly, the driver seemed to be a very steady person, he drove the car unhurriedly to the front of the main building and stopped.

As soon as the car stopped, a middle-aged man in a Chinese-style Tang suit jumped out of the car and opened the rear door respectfully.

The middle-aged man combed his hair meticulously, and his clothes were made of the highest quality satin fabrics.

If Sun Nan and the others hadn't seen him as a driver, they might even have directly regarded this man as the head of those Guwu families.

The very particular middle-aged driver bent down at ninety degrees and carefully placed his hand on the edge of the door. This was the most respectful gesture, to prevent people in the back seat from accidentally touching their heads on the edge of the door frame when they came out.

At the same time, it also showed that the identity of the person Long Er invited was absolutely extraordinary.

"Oh, what an awesome show!" The ostrich stood behind and whispered: "Hygienist, when do you think we can enjoy such treatment?"

The hygienist taunted angrily: "Some things really can't be obtained by our hard work or something. They have left us thousands of miles away at the starting line. No matter how hard you try to catch up, you can't catch up! "

"If you want to get this kind of treatment, you can only hope that you will vote for a good family in your next life!"

The ostrich rolled his eyes: "Damn it, you stupid health worker, don't you look down on people?"

"Everyone shut up!"

Sun Nan scolded in a low voice, and the ghost behind him immediately shut his mouth obediently.

Sun Nan was also very curious about what kind of person was sitting in the car.

According to Zhao Long Er's tone, it seems that he is the best existence in his family's generation.

Strictly speaking, they can only be regarded as members of the ancient martial arts family, but they cannot be regarded as the descendants of ancient martial arts.

Because in the same generation, there can only be one successor of ancient martial arts.

In other words, the successor of the ancient martial arts will basically be able to take over the position of the head of the family in the future.

For example, Long Wu is an ancient martial arts descendant belonging to their family, but she is not interested in this, so she chooses to run out with Long Er and come to the dragon group.

The person invited now is Long Er's clan elder brother, heir to the ancient martial arts of their generation.

From this aura and style, it can be seen that the person Long Er has found must be an extraordinary person, full of immortal demeanor.

As the car door opened, a large pointed leather shoe first appeared in everyone's sight, followed by a sloppy figure who was not walking straight.

What is surprising is that the Gu Wu heir that Long Er invited here is not the dignified middle-aged image that everyone imagined, but a funny young man with a bit of hip-hop and a bit of a naughty.

What makes people laugh is that he still has long wavy hair, which was deliberately dyed dark green. From a distance, he looks like he is going out with a head of seaweed on his head.

Earrings were all hung on his ears, and he was chewing bubble gum. After getting off the car, he stared straight at Sun Nan and the others.

The most incomprehensible thing is that he is wearing a Tang suit made of expensive fabrics like the driver, but he has painted fancy graffiti on the Tang suit, looking like a fool.

The people watching the ostrich were almost dumbfounded: "Did this guy go to the wrong set?"

"It's an online drama, this dude is dressed in a combination of Chinese and Western!"

Riding in an old-fashioned Hongqi car and wearing a Tang suit, these should be the high-end configuration of a very rigid and serious middle-aged person.

But these things appeared on a young man dressed in hip-hop style, and he didn't look more than [-] or [-] years old.

Who dares to believe that he is Long Er's elder brother?

And he is the heir of the ancient martial arts of their family?

At this time, Long Er's expression suddenly became agitated, and his mouth was trembling: "Brother...Brother!"

The hip-hop young man shouted excitedly, "Brother!"

"Brother!" Long Er's eyes were full of tears, he wanted to take a step forward but dared not.

"Brother!" The young man took a step forward, looking like he was about to cry.

"Brother!" Long Er roared from the bottom of his heart.

"Brother!" The young man rushed to Long Er with tears in his eyes.

Although it is just a few simple names, it can be seen the deep friendship between the two brothers.

Sun Nan and the others are a little stunned now, although the relationship between the two brothers is moving.

But Long Er looked like he was almost thirty, and it was somewhat strange to call a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy brother.

Sun Nan just wanted to go up to persuade the two of them not to get too excited, but suddenly there was a loud applause.

"Snapped!"

Everyone present was stunned, while Long Er was beaten and turned in a circle, covering his mouth in a daze.

The young man glared at Long Er angrily: "You bastard, you haven't had a single call for so many years, do you want me to worry about you to death?"

"Anyway, I call back during the holidays, my family cares about you very much!"

Sun Nan and the others looked dumbfounded. This guy is really a dick.

After Long Er was slapped, he also reacted, and slapped the young man hard in the face with a round slap.

"Snapped!"

The palm came into contact with the face heavily, and instantly slapped the young man's face with five big cucumbers.

Everyone was completely dumbfounded. Didn't they still have a deep brotherhood just now? Why did it become a slap contest again?

Chapter 610 The young master from the ancient martial family

Long Er and the young man's faces were red from the beating, and half of them were swollen like big steamed buns.

After all, both of them have practiced iron sand palms since they were young, and their hand skills are still very solid. It is considered that they have put in their strength without slapping each other's head off.

"Brother, I miss you so much!"

After Long Er finished his slap, he suddenly became weeping bitterly, and rushed up to hug the hip-hop young man tightly.