Hitola said: "You committed suicide and ruined a good hand."
"Haha, I lost..."
Uguvilla continued to approach, and the distance between him and Hitola was only five or six meters.
"but… "
Uguwela's face immediately changed at this time, and the gun in his hand was pointed at Hitola.
"Your Highness, be careful..."
Liard shouted from behind.
boom…
The gunfire rang out, and everyone was stunned. The next moment, they saw Ugwuwela's arm holding the gun fall off, and the whole arm.
This was followed by Uguwela’s screams.
"ah… "
Severe pain was eroding his brain, and he couldn't stand still.
"ah… "
He is most afraid of pain and is spoiled.
"Your Highness..." Wumusa jumped up.
Bang... Bang...
With the sound of two gunshots, Wu Musa fell to the ground and his legs were broken. He couldn't hold back from screaming. The pain made him angrily say one word at a time: "Sniper... shot... hand..."
bang bang…
The sniper responded to Wumusa's cry and continued to shoot, pinning all the people behind him to the ground, struggling and screaming.
"ah… "
"ah… "
They all lost their combat effectiveness, could not hold guns, and could not attack.
"Hitora, you, I'm going to kill you..."
After a short period of more than ten seconds, Uguwela came to his senses. Enduring the severe pain and making a final struggle, he picked up the gun again. The gun with his severed hand still holding the gun handle, when he exerted all his strength The ground raised the gun, and his left hand was broken.
It was only when his hand fell that he heard the gunshot.
"boom… "
"ah… "
It was his scream again.
At this time, he had fallen to the ground, his arms were gone, and he stopped screaming. His eyes were staring at Hitola who was protected by Liad over there.
"Hitola, kill me, kill me quickly..."
The end, this is the end of Uguwela.
Hitola pushed away Riyad, came up, and supported Uguwela, her hands covered with blood.
"Brother..." Hitola looked heartbroken.
Uguwela said: "What are you doing? Are you still pitying me? Kill me, kill me quickly..."
At this time, Uguwela just wanted to die. He could not bear such severe pain.
"Fish and blood, if I had known this would happen, I would not have taken this path..." Hitola said.
"Trash, trash..." Uguwela suddenly laughed wildly: "Haha, you are still trash,
You are not as good as me, why, why, haha..."
He was speechless.
"Yes, I am not as good as you, and I am not as ruthless as you. Why do so many people die..."
Hitola looked up at the venue. Did hundreds of people die today? He put down Uguvilla and walked back, and Liad quickly came up to protect him with his body.
"Hitola, Hitola, step on my corpse and let Karl prosper, haha..."
Uguwela laughed from behind.
"Huh..."
Hitola took a deep breath and said coldly: "This is a major traffic accident. Prince Uguwela and General Umusa were unfortunately killed in the car accident! There were also several innocent drivers and passengers who were unfortunately killed. The insurance company will compensate."
"Yes, Your Highness!"
Liard responded.
"Ha ha… "
It was Uguwela’s voice.
The Guards SWAT police stood side by side, raised their guns and fired, suddenly...
"ah… "
After a few screams, there was silence.
Hitola closed her eyes, then opened them, took a step, her body was a little unsteady and she almost fell.
"Your Highness..." Liad came up to support him.
"I'm fine!" Hitola waved her hand and left. There was blood behind her. How could there not be blood in front of her
This is just the beginning!
That lonely back made Liad, who had been following him for decades, stunned, and the loneliness began from this moment on.
…
"Father, I am the sinner of the family. I have no face to see my mother!"
In the car, Hitola's body seemed to have been drained of blood, and her expression was dull and pale.
"This is your fate, child!" The old king's tone was very gentle: "It is also Uguwela's fate."
At this time, the old king seemed like a father rather than a superior king.
…
Hilgava put away his gun in the dark. He shook his head helplessly. The scene just now really surprised her. Hitola was a sweetheart.
This may be good or bad for his future, or it may be his fatal weakness, or it may be the welfare of the people of Karl.
In any case, it has little to do with Hilgava.
He passed through layers of guards and came out, sitting on his motorcycle and sending a message to his boss: OK!
Then he left.
Come quietly, leave quietly, leaving behind the beginning of an era. Which superior person can't get up without stepping on a bloody corpse
Hilgava likes this feeling. After doing something, his heart is full of justice.
feel.
Before following Zhang Feng, he had done many things like this with a lot of blood and corpses, but he always felt full of loss or boring and boring.
It's different now. This matter has meaning, as if it saves the world.
Except for Zhang Feng, no one in this world could give him such a feeling.
If you can say that you have such a feeling, in fact, besides Zhang Feng, there are others, such as working for some positive organizations and regions, etc., but those with too many rules and intrigues are the most annoying to Hilgava, so I will follow you here. Zhang Feng is very free. Although it cannot be said that everything can be done casually, it is all of his own free will.
…
Caldera was a little depressed. He had no share in the last-minute mission. After a while, Hilgava came back and looked at him with a look that must have been very arrogant. This was something he couldn't stand.
"Honey, what's wrong with you?"
At the beach, Emilia wore three-point attire and had a stunning figure. She has the most convex and concave figure on the entire beach, and her height is acceptable, so she became the focus. This beach is not private. Anyone can come, no matter how many people there are. few.
Some men wanted to come up and strike up a conversation, but they didn't dare after seeing the beautiful woman and the big black guy.
"I don't know if my brother is back or if the mission has been completed. If not, let me do it!" Caldera said.
"Isn't his marksmanship very good?" Amelia said: "And your advantage cannot be used there. In other places, Hilgava is not as strong as you!"
"Hehe, it's just..." Caldera smiled with a black face, and his teeth were very white, black and white.
very eloquent.
…
"How about it?"
Zhao Qiang asked Zhang Feng. He just saw Zhang Feng reading the message.
"What else, you say?"
"How did I know that Xitola is not as ruthless as Ugwuweila? It's not certain who will win." Zhao Qiang said.
It is true that it is more complicated here, but it can also be seen.
"If you don't believe in Hitola and the old king, don't you believe in Shilgava?" asked Fafa.
"What do you believe? When you look like this, I know that the matter has been settled. You still let me guess, you have ulterior motives!"
"Hey, Er Qiangzi, since when did you use the idiom 'with ulterior motives'?"
"Yiqiangzi taught me this, okay?"
In fact, Zhao Qiang doesn't like others to call him "Er Qiangzi", but he has no choice. There is already a first hadragon in front of him, so he can only call him "Er Qiangzi". Zhai Qiang is much better than Zhao Qiang in every aspect, so what about Zhao Qiang? It's heartfelt.
"Oh I got it!"