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Zhang Feng took off his backpack and put it on the coffee table, and then sat down on the large and soft European-style sofa.
He took out two Desert Eagles from the gun pouches on both sides of his thighs, played with them in his hands, and said, "Johnson, please invite our 'guests' over."
At this moment, in Kurt's house, Zhang Feng called him a guest, obviously intending to turn him into a guest.
Johnson nodded, holding an automatic rifle in his hand, and his military boots clicked on the floor. He obviously had no intention of covering up the sound of his footsteps.
He walked to the nearest room and kicked the door open. The violent noise woke up the nanny in the room.
When he saw the fierce-looking Johnson standing at the door, holding a dark automatic rifle in his hand, he was so frightened that he didn't even dare to scream.
Johnson strode to the bed and said coldly: "Go and wake up Kurt now, and tell him that our boss is waiting for him in the living room!" After that, he walked out of the room and walked behind Zhang Feng again. Standing like an iron tower.
Zhang Feng opened his backpack, took out the bomb and placed it on the coffee table.
The nanny recovered from her surprise, quickly put on two pieces of clothing, ran out of the room, and glanced in the opposite direction of the living room, where she saw bundles of bombs.
With fear in his eyes, he quickly ran towards the second floor.
Ignoring the rules of master and servant, he pushed open the door of Kurt's bedroom. In the meantime, Kurt was lying on the big bed, sleeping soundly, with two women lying next to him.
He ran to the bed and shook Kurt awake, and said incoherently: "Mr. Kurt... below... please... someone let me... you go down!"
Kurt woke up in a daze, with anger on his forehead, and said in a cold voice: "What do you want to say?!"
The women lying next to him also woke up, with expressions of reluctance on their faces.
The nanny quickly smoothed her tongue and said, "Someone broke in with a gun. Ask Mr. Kurt to get down."
Hearing this, Kurt was shocked, and his sleepiness had already disappeared without a trace!
"What did you say? Someone came in with a gun!" Kurt asked with some uncertainty as his fat face was already dripping with cold sweat. His house was guarded by soldiers.
The nanny nodded and said, "Not only did they bring guns, but a total of two people also placed such a large bundle of bombs on the coffee table." As she said that, the nanny also gestured with her hands to show how big the bombs were.
Kurt's face was gloomy and he remained silent for a long time. The woman next to him was frightened and said with a frightened look: "Husband, why don't we sound the siren and let the soldiers outside rush in and arrest those two people."
Snapped. Kurt slapped the woman who spoke hard on the face and cursed in a low voice: "Are you stupid? The fact that the other party came in without me noticing but didn't kill me means that the other party doesn't want my life. ! And didn’t you hear that the other party was carrying a bomb? Do you want to blow the house up? Mad, just shut up!”
The woman covered her swollen face from being slapped and did not dare to interrupt.
Kurt put on clothes on his squirming fat body and whispered: "You all stay in the room for me, no one is allowed to come out. If you hear my scream, you will activate the alarm immediately! Remember Yet?"
The two women nodded quickly.
Heavy footsteps sounded, and Kurt walked down the stairs. He saw the backs of Zhang Feng and Johnson, and also saw the bomb in the nanny's mouth on the coffee table.
He is the Minister of the Interior in charge of military supplies and weapons, and is no stranger to bombs. With just a glance, one could tell that this dose of bomb was enough to level the house.
Swallowing hard, I secretly guessed why the other party barged in like this.
When his eyes saw the armbands of the camouflage combat uniforms worn by Zhang Feng and Johnson, they were both weeping wolf heads.
"People from the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group? They hacked their own arms last time, but they haven't given themselves a clear explanation yet. Now they're barging in with weapons and explosives. Why?"
I thought to myself and walked towards the sofa.
Zhang Feng had already heard Kurt's footsteps, but had no intention of turning back. In a game like this with Kurt, one must take the initiative.
Even in his house, he must regard himself as the master. Only in this way can he take the initiative and strive for the greatest benefits.
Kurt didn't walk over immediately, but turned on the light in the room.
The bright light makes the whole room bright and sparkling. The decoration of the room is extremely luxurious, and exquisite ivory carvings of gold, silver, and milky white can be seen everywhere.
The sneer at the corner of Zhang Feng's mouth became even stronger. Kurt, a self-involved worm, could tell from the decoration in this room that he had made a fortune.
There are corrupt officials everywhere, but no one dares to show off their wealth blatantly. In Rwanda, there is really no scruple.
Kurt's body was as fat as a pig sitting on the sofa. Even after just walking a few steps, he was already sweating like rain. He didn't know whether it was because of his physical weakness or the threat of bombs. Cold sweat.
Kurt's entire facial features were squeezed into being very small, and his eyes were only the size of green beans.
He raised his eyes to look at Zhang Feng, who was smoking leisurely, and looked up at the murderous and vicious Johnson, and was secretly frightened.
While he was sizing up Zhang Feng, Zhang Feng was also sizing up Kurt.
In the end, Kurt couldn't help himself and spoke first: "I wonder what you mean by coming here uninvited? They also brought weapons and explosives. Could it be that I, Kurt, have offended me in some way?"
Zhang Feng didn't expect Kurt to be so straightforward, and was a little surprised. It seemed that this Kurt was not as useless as he looked. He only knew how to use an accusatory tone to take the initiative, but he was still too good.
But what he said, even if it meant breaking the sky, he was passive, because his life was in his own hands, and that was the key.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he sneered: "Mr. Kurt, what are you talking about? We are just guests." He gestured with the gun in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun kept moving on Kurt's face. Then he clicked the bomb on the coffee table with his gun and said with a smile: "These are just passes to ensure that we can see Mr. Kurt. Otherwise, I'm afraid Mr. Kurt won't sit down with us roughnecks." Chatting, what do you think?"
Kurt cursed secretly in his heart, if it hadn't been for the bomb, I would have sat down and chatted with you, and would have had soldiers rush in and beat you two into pieces.
With this thought in his heart, he forced a smile on his face and said, "No, no, no, I welcome anyone to be my guest, and of course you two are welcome!"