Savar led his men to surround the remaining members of the R organization. Zhao Yulin originally wanted to play dead, but then he changed his mind and thought that it might be even harder to escape. Savar would definitely think of this method. The dead or alive members of the R organization on the ground would not be let off so easily.

Fortunately, Zhao Yulin had just touched someone's blood on his body and torn Savar's pants so badly that they were unrecognizable. In addition, he had just removed most of the disguise on his face while running. Now he looked neither like "Tianlan" nor Digali, so he should not be easily recognized.

"If you don't stop, I'll kill you all!" Savar's cold voice suddenly rang out from behind. The members of the R organization who were bloodthirsty seemed to have regained their sanity. They looked at the daggers in their hands and the pistols that had long been out of bullets, and then looked at their companions who were knocked to the ground or grabbed by the collar. They all let go of their hands in horror.

Zhao Yulin was also fighting with a member of the R organization with his bare hands. After seeing that everyone had stopped, he stood aside in fear and lowered his head as if admitting his mistake. Seeing

the corpses and blood all over the ground, Savar's forehead was bulging with veins. He pointed at the dozens of people who were still standing in front of him and didn't say a word for a long time.

Savar was a white man with blond hair and blue eyes. It was unknown which country he was from. He was handsome, but his not-so-big red eyes always carried a vicious look that could see through people's hearts. When he looked at people, they were always afraid. Almost all the members of the R organization dared not look him in the eye.

"See if the person who killed the Black Knight is among them. You are responsible for checking whether there is the spy among these people on the ground, and then find the badges of the dead people, cancel them one by one to confirm their identities, and make sure to find the spy!" Savar ordered his men around him. Two of them nodded in agreement. One of them called a group of people to leave, and the other took the Black Knight's guards to check among Zhao Yulin's group.

"Boss, they are not found." The subordinate who was responsible for checking Zhao Yulin and others reported to Savart. Savart's green eyes then swept over the people lying in the meeting hall and ordered his subordinates to send more people to check.

"You are very good. Have you forgotten the organization's rules? You want to be rewarded so much, but why don't you work hard to complete the organization's mission? Is your behavior today different from that of a traitor? I will report to the leader truthfully. It depends on the leader's decision how to deal with you. Go check their identities first." Savar saw

his men coming with inspection instruments and asked them to check the identities of Zhao Yulin and other survivors. When the living members of the R organization were being inspected, Savar walked to them and passed his eyes across their faces. Those who were being stared at lowered their heads and dared not raise them. Zhao Yulin didn't want to be recognized, so he buried his head deep.

"Raise your heads." Savar said calmly, but the unquestionable tone was obvious.

"You are amazing. You are still alive after being chopped like this." Savart walked past each person like a judge, commenting on them.

"What happened to your hand? Is it useless?" Savart casually pulled the arm of a member of the R organization hanging by his side, making the man grimacing in pain, but he dared not say a word. The arm was dangling in the air, and the shoulder was stained with a lot of blood. It was obviously seriously injured. This arm is estimated to be useless.

Looking at these subordinates who are still alive but have become disabled, Savart did not feel any regret, but only anger. He felt that if the leader ordered them to be killed, he would be happy to help.

When Savart walked in front of Zhao Yulin, he looked him up and down, and walked away without saying much, ready to check the next person. Just when Zhao Yulin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly found that Savart walked back and looked him up and down again.

"You, what's your name?" Savart's eyes were quite sharp. Zhao Yulin knew that his disguise seemed to be seen through by him, and he estimated that he was about to be discovered.

"Ah ah..." Zhao Yulin pointed to his throat, then took out the badge he had just picked up from his pocket and showed it to Savart.

"What's wrong with your throat? Is it injured? Or is it hoarse?" Savart frowned, picked up the badge in Zhao Yulin's hand and looked at it, then threw it to his men and went to test it with the detection equipment.

"Injured..." Zhao Yulin deliberately spoke in a hoarse voice. Savart frowned and looked at the ragged and bloody man in front of him. He felt that he didn't seem to have any external injuries. Could it be that someone hurt his throat? This is really strange. How did he get hurt?

Savart crossed his arms and stared at Zhao Yulin with an unfathomable expression, as if he was waiting for the result of the badge test, or as if he was waiting for Zhao Yulin to show any flaws.

In fact, Savart was studying Zhao Yulin.

This guy's eyes were very bright, unlike the others, with dull eyes, like a death row prisoner waiting to be sentenced. He seemed frustrated because he didn't take the antidote, and seemed to sincerely repent for killing his companion just now.

How to escape? Zhao Yulin lowered his head and scanned carefully, and found that only the defense of the southeast corner was slightly weaker, but Savart was standing not far in front of him. Could he escape to the southeast corner?

Finally, before Zhao Yulin could come up with a plan to escape, his badge had been checked. Savart's men came back to report to him and whispered something in Savart's ear. Savart listened and looked at Zhao Yulin vigilantly.

Zhao Yulin originally thought that now was the best time to escape, but looking at Savart's expression, it seemed that he was extremely wary of him. He didn't know if he could repel him with one shot and then run to the southeast corner. Moreover, at such a close distance, Zhao Yulin didn't know if he could outrun Savart in the time it took to draw his gun and shoot.

Although the antidote has been taken, Zhao Yulin's body has not yet fully recovered, and he should be able to perform Pianruo Jinghong. Zhao Yulin saw that Savar's eyes were getting colder and colder as he looked at him, and the expression on his face changed from amusement to solemnity.

Just as Savar's men finished reporting, Zhao Yulin moved, and one of the few remaining hidden weapons fell out of his sleeve. Zhao Yulin threw it out and ran towards the southeast without looking back.

Savar's men came to report that Digali's body was found in the toilet, and the clothes on the body had been stripped off. There was also the body of a captain of the guard next door. It didn't look like the captain of the guard was killed by someone, but should have been poisoned by the fake antidote.

Savart didn't doubt Zhao Yulin at first. He just thought that this man must be very skilled since he could stay unharmed among so many disabled people. However, while observing him, Savart discovered something wrong.

Although he and the Black Knight's guards were different in clothing and appearance, he had seen the Black Knight's guards before, and even met them just now. Although he had not observed them carefully, Savart had an extraordinary memory. When Savart heard that the Black Knight's guards had been stripped of their clothes, he suddenly felt that the clothes and pants of the man in front of him were familiar. Although he could no longer see the original appearance, Savart, with his sharp eyes, seemed to piece together Zhao Yulin's tattered pants and restore them to their original appearance.

Zhao Yulin knew from Savart's eyes that he had been exposed, so he took the initiative. But Savar was also prepared in advance. When Zhao Yulin threw the hidden weapon, he instinctively dodged to the side, and the hidden weapon directly hit the temple of his subordinate who was reporting to him, and the man died on the spot.

"Catch him!" Savart drew his gun and shot at Zhao Yulin's back. Zhao Yulin's graceful and amazing skill was more effective when used from the front. Although Zhao Yulin's awareness could extend to the back, it was still far behind the front.

With experience, Zhao Yulin calculated the time from Savart drawing his gun to shooting. With the spreading awareness, Zhao Yulin rolled to the side the moment Savart pulled the trigger and heard the gunshot, and then rolled in the opposite direction, rolling out in a zigzag route.

In addition to the Desert Eagle pistol, which has six bullets, the Lolock automatic pistol can have up to thirty bullets. A skilled person like Savar is very conceited and not very dependent on guns, so Zhao Yulin judged that he should prefer a gun like Desert Eagle, and would not use that kind of automatic pistol.

So after hearing six gunshots, Zhao Yulin stood up and accelerated to break out. At this time, the other members of the R organization with submachine guns would also react and shoot at him, but Zhao Yulin had already approached the weakly defended southeast corner, and used hidden weapons to deal with the two gangsters who were close. Zhao Yulin picked up a person's submachine gun, turned around and fired at the people chasing behind him and the members of the R organization who were shooting with guns.

Savar saw Zhao Yulin's smooth movements, his eyes slightly closed and then opened, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.

"Everyone find a place to hide, don't give the spies a chance to get the weapons!"

Savar ordered, all the members of the R organization at the venue had already run away with the sound of gunfire, and the other defending members immediately dispersed and surrounded Zhao Yulin in a large circle. Zhao Yulin

fired and retreated until he had used up a magazine of bullets, then he threw away the submachine gun, turned around and continued to run forward.

Except for that building, there was no place to hide in the entire venue. There was really no other way except to use distance to avoid bullets.

Although the original purpose of the R organization members designing this place was to prevent enemies from sneaking in, it also increased the chance of their companions being hurt.

The remaining low-level members all ran to the entrance to wait for orders. Some people who knew they had made a big mistake were even not afraid of death and followed others to continue to encircle and suppress Zhao Yulin, hoping to get a chance to be rescued.