Jiang Minghao was smoking a cigarette. This is the second time he has come to Goose Country. The last time he dragged his body to return home crippled, maybe this time he died directly in Goose Country, right? He shook his head helplessly.
Suddenly, Jiang Minghao realized that the noise in these gunshots was very heavy, especially the bullets embedded in the wall, which were extremely rough, as if they were temporarily polished by hand. He couldn't help turning around and facing the wall, using his own perspective. My eyes began to observe the enemies hidden in the dark. These guys have yellow and green hair, and even some wearing punk-style jackets. What kind of killer is this? Obviously, they are the gangsters and gangsters who are in the society, and they seem to be from the Long Country. How come they come to the Goose Country? How to pass through the entry and exit? Especially the guns in their hands, it should be no doubt that they are all homemade guns.
After seeing this scene, Jiang Minghao finally let out a sigh of relief. This is a mob, what else is he afraid of? So he started to smoke.
You know, on the dark battlefield, if you light a cigarette while fighting, it means that you are provoking death. The next moment, the sickle of death will cut your throat as you wish.
But at this time, Jiang Minghao was completely an arrogant hero in the eyes of these bastards. They seemed to have seen a scene in the movie, a lone ranger, smoking a cigarette, holding two desert eagles in his hand, and fighting the enemy to death. They seemed to have seen the same ending as in the movie, and there was a trace of reverence in their eyes.
Jiang Minghao dared to be so arrogant because he determined that the sniper should have already left at this time. According to his knowledge of the self-proclaimed assassin, he would never put himself in danger, because this is in the Goose Country, even if They all controlled the security. The automatic alarm system of Moss City, the country of Goose, would also immediately notify the local police, especially the desert eagle in their hands. The sound was nothing short of a firecracker, and it had already alarmed the neighbors around them. These pistols The bastard is just a cover for his retreat, or that he wants to grab a net before leaving and count one if he picks it up, and kill one by one.
That being the case, Jiang Minghao only needs to hold on during this period of time until the support of the Goose Country police arrives, maybe ten minutes, maybe twenty minutes, so he dares to be upright, even not afraid to expose his position and smoke in a big way.
"Damn it, this is too insulting to us. Twenty-three people, six of them were fucked by him. This is to be said. Does your Lord Wang still have a face? He is still paying such a big price to help you. Smuggled here"
A middle-aged man wearing a black tight-fitting leather jacket, with yellow hair and blue eyes, is obviously of European descent. He is holding a pistol, and the silencer on the gun head is still steaming. His appearance is obviously similar to the other two. More than a dozen gangsters are different. They look like a professional killer. While changing the magazine, he said in Longguoqiang: "Brothers, today we must kill this guy and complete the task. I don’t need this bonus. You, just for the four words Lao Tzu's gold medal killer."
"But Mike," another younger gangster on the side, as if he were the leader of their group, asked tremblingly, "This guy is a stubborn stubble. I'm afraid we may not be able to come before the local police in Goose Country. Kill him! This guy's skill and marksmanship do not look like an ordinary person, but it makes me feel more like a soldier, so we are still..."
"It's still a fart!" Unexpectedly, the assassin named Mike interrupted the opponent directly, pressing the hot muzzle against the guy's head and cursing:
"Although we are all working for ourselves and for money, your current thoughts and proposals are an insult to me. If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will kill you first!"
Mike’s voice is very soft, it’s as light as the sound of a kitten walking on its feet, but every word of his is like a clock hitting the hearts of all the bastards, but they have nothing to do. Who will let them? My dear boss Wang is so good-faced and well-behaved. Do you have to suggest sending a bunch of brothers to support the scene? It is said that the people of Longguo know the people of Longguo best, maybe he has more than twenty brothers to explain here.
But none of this group of smugglers dared to speak. One is that Mike’s remarks are indeed reasonable, and the other is that each of them, no matter who comes out, is not Mike’s opponent. After all, they are professional killers. where are they? Fighting, bullying a cat or puppy is okay, but if you really do it with this professional, even if you escape and save a little life, it is estimated that when you return to the country, Wang Ye will also have his own life, so they can only Choose to obey.
But Mike did not tell them that the alarm system here has been dismantled, and as long as no one runs out of this community one kilometer away to call the police, then the police will never know the situation here. The most important thing is that he wants to encourage This group of gangsters went desperately, one is to save a sum of money, and the other is to let this gang of gangsters act as a shield and consume the other party's bullets, then they can easily kill the other party, even if they can't kill, one hit is impossible, and they are far away. Thousands of miles, the other party has run out of ammunition and food, and there is nothing to do. Who makes this country of goose? Even if these gangsters died, the Goose Country police would not be able to find out, because they were all smuggled here.
Seeing the cigarette butts burned the cigarettes into ashes little by little, as if the white soot was the final result of this battle, either by himself or by the gang. Jiang Minghao smoked his cigarettes bit by bit, letting the dust from the bullet and the wall scatter in front of him, and finally, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground and slapped him:
"Fuck your grandpa's grandma's grandfather, this Goose Country police is too unreliable, the little master is not waiting, wait any longer, it is estimated that the little master has been beaten into a sieve long ago."
Jiang Minghao looked at the only T-shirt left on his body, took it off slowly, and then lay on the ground, with her bent legs leaning against the wall, and then picked up the T-shirt with a gun and threw it outwards, and then kicked it. The wall, followed by the flying T-shirt, stuck to the ground and slid out.
"Puff puff······"
"Bang...Bang...Bang...Bang..."
Two completely different gunshots once again sounded in the living room. One was the interlacing sound of bullets fired from the soil gun and the flying T-shirt, and the other was the gunshot of the desert eagle like a drum. But the difference is that the other party's bullets only pierced the T-shirt into black and charred holes, while Jiang Minghao's bullets continuously opened blood holes in their bodies.
As the body slides on the ground, the two desert eagles in Jiang Minghao's hands are like two anti-aircraft guns. Every shot he fires will leave blood holes in the opposite gangster, and there is a quick-reaction gangster. At this time, he had buried his body and head firmly in the bunker, and did not dare to come out, because as long as he showed his head, even any part of his body would be shot by the shirtless young man in front of him.
Seeing his companions falling to the ground, one of the gangsters showed fear on his face, as if he was encountering a murderous demon, he couldn't help asking:
"Mike, who is this guy? This marksmanship is too precise? Isn't he a sharpshooter!"
"Huh, if you read it right, he is indeed a soldier!" Mike said blankly, "Don't forget, who is the ghost, never makes a loss-making business, 200,000 meters of gold a human head, seemingly temptation In fact, it is a question whether I live out of Goose Country alive!"
"Hiss..." The gangster who asked the question couldn't help taking a breath. They were gangsters. They followed Lord Wang in order to survive, but they were also afraid of death. They joined Lord Wang because they were afraid of death. But now they have gone abroad to die, how can they be willing to do it? So he asked tentatively: "Mike, how about we withdraw..."
"puff······"
Before he could finish his words, he heard the sound of a bullet shooting into his forehead. There was a blood hole on the forehead of the bastard who proposed to retreat. His eyes were as wide as copper bells, but his pupils were still in the air. It spread rapidly, without a trace of vitality in his eyes, and the whole person fell in a daze, and the barrel in Mike's hand was still steaming, and it was in stark contrast with his cold expression. He just listened to him coldly saying:
"I just said that the one who shakes the military will die. I don't want to lose the title of gold medal killer. Of course, you should also know that if this mission fails, even if you can return to your dragon country alive, trust your Lord Wang. It may not let you lose him alive."
With the addition of Mike’s killing, there are now only seven of them. All the others died in a foreign country. The seven gangsters behind him heard Mike’s words and couldn’t help but nodded in agreement. They are used to spending money, feasting, and colorful life. If they can return to their motherland alive, I believe that Lord Wang will not treat them badly.
On the contrary, if they did not complete the task and were still alive in the end, unless they chose to continue wandering in the Goose Country without identity, Lord Wang would still kill them. This is their helplessness, thinking about it, these seven gangsters There was a trace of determination on his face, as if he had made a great decision, the hand holding the soil gun tightened, ready to go!
"Brothers!" Mike suddenly whispered to everyone: "Although we are the master, I am the killer, and always act alone, but this time, we are all in a foreign country, performing a task together, which is also considered a foreign country. When meeting friends, I hope you will listen to me, because I have enough experience, I believe you should be very clear in your heart that if this mission is successful, you will enjoy endless prosperity and wealth."
"Listen to you?"
When everyone heard these three words, their faces showed a hint of surprise, but they nodded in relief, because in the current situation, they are completely mobs and there is no so-called strategy at all, just like Jiang Minghao. When using clothes as a prosthetic cover, each of them thinks about shooting their own bullets into the other's body. When the time comes back to China, they will be able to claim credit in front of Lord Wang, but they never thought that they have to shoot for those who are shooting. People cover, this is why Jiang Minghao has the opportunity to kill six or seven of them at once.
"Mike, this is your most experienced, you can tell, we listen to you."
Mike hiding in the corner unloaded his magazine, checked the bullets, and then slowly filled the magazines. While filling the magazines, he said: "It's very simple. Three people go to the second floor, four to three. Next floor, try to work in groups of two, back to back, carefully check each room, and pinch the soft persimmons before talking."
"it is good."
At this time, they had no right and capital to question at all, especially the voice that Mike had just spoken was like the cold wind of ninety-nine winters, which made them tremble. They agreed with Mike's method from the bottom of their hearts, but there were still three people. He expressed disdain for Mike's words, after all, they are a group of hooligans, totally unorganized and undisciplined, especially since Mike just killed their eldest brother, so the three snorted coldly and dispersed. But the other four seemed to see clearly, in order to survive, strictly in accordance with Mike's words, back to back cover each other up to the third floor.
In fact, how did these gangsters know that when Wang Ye chose to smuggle them to Goose Country, he had already planned to wipe out the entire army. This is their helpless gangsters. Their future and destiny are always in the so-called In the hands of the boss, and he is still working for his eldest brother to his death, but he does not know that the eldest brother has completely sold his gang of younger brothers.