Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 247: A man's promise

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Wearing a black leather jacket, and cutting her long blond hair into short, capable short hair, Jes privately sat on the locomotive like this, staying on the desert-like road.

Right in the middle of the road in this chaotic area of the Middle East.

When a truck approached, it got closer and closer, and even when the horn kept sounding, she didn't seem to want to leave.

Eventually, the truck had to come to a screeching halt, and two men stepped out with scarves wrapped around their cheeks.

By the way, they still have gun heads in their hands, and they are the more popular type in the Middle East. People in the rivers and lakes say...it should be a machine gun with the scientific name ak47.

"who are you!"

"Go away!"

Both men pointed their machine guns at Jessie A and shouted viciously in Middle Eastern dialect.

But at this moment, jes private a suddenly showed a charming smile on his face, but these two men prefer to call it a sneer.

They feel something is wrong. After looking at each other fiercely, they quickly made a decision. They decided to shoot the woman who blocked the way.

However, the moment they were about to pull the trigger, the woman in black leather in front of her reached out her hand as fast as lightning, and pulled out a silver pistol from behind the front of the locomotive.

Aiming, burst firing, two extremely fast shots, two extremely precise shots, respectively hit the eyebrows of the two men whose fingers were only halfway pulled the trigger.

bang bang!

The sound of the loud gunshot should be able to travel a long distance on this vast highway.

"Damn it!"

At the same moment, from the back of the truck, one of the four men with the same outfit and equipment jumped out simultaneously, with bullet belts on his body. They also chose to take a crushing glance at this woman for the first time!

At this moment, the engine of the locomotive roared like a wild beast. Jes privately grabbed the steering handle of the locomotive with both hands at the same time, and after heavily pressing down the shock absorbers of the front wheels, he pulled the front of the locomotive vigorously The huge driving force of the rear wheels made the locomotive almost stand upright.

The locomotive turned into a ferocious beast, and directly charged at these men. After pulling out the silver pistol from the front of the car, jes private a also pulled out a black pistol from his left leg at this time.

The double guns were still firing accurately from the left and right sides of the locomotive!

At the moment when the bodies of several men fell down at the same time, the locomotive stopped abruptly before even reaching the headlights of the truck.

Jes turned over his long legs privately and got off the motorcycle. She easily rolled over the front of the truck and came to the back of the truck.

Here, jes private a saw a dozen children ranging in age from seven or eight to twelve or thirteen. They just hugged each other, looking at the woman standing on the truck in horror.

"It's okay, I'll send you home." Jes secretly looked at these orphans, as if seeing himself back then, his voice became softer, and at the same time put away the black and silver guns.

at this moment.

"Allah-Huaqbar!"

It was a man who suddenly appeared behind the truck. He probably hid behind the rear of the truck in the first place. But at this moment, the man was holding a grenade in his hand!

He was about to pull out the safety catch on the grenade!

In the blink of an eye, Jes's eyes flashed like a flash of lightning, and she swung her arms suddenly! A blue-purple arc shot out from her arm, directly hitting the man's body.

The man seemed to have become a conductor, being crazily ravaged by a powerful electric current in his body, his whole body was numb and lost consciousness.

He himself has lost consciousness forever, because he is dead.

"Sister... are you an angel?" A little girl looked at this scene in amazement and said subconsciously.

"Angel?" Jes shook his head privately, but said again: "I'm just an Avenger. Tell me where your home is."

She needs to send these children back as soon as possible and then use the communication on this truck to contact a certain base.

The next step is to eradicate this stronghold, one of the strongholds placed in the Middle East under the Michael Club.

After leaving that eastern country, she has already eradicated two of the same strongholds in this period of time.

But only more!

Jes looked at the billowing dust, and said silently: "i'm...ing!"

Jes privately drove the truck, twisting the steering wheel hard, making the truck turn around quickly. The tires rubbed against the ground, forcefully sweeping away the corpses on the ground.

The corpse was swept away on the highway.

A huge body is flying out of the ring rope at this moment, and any spectators surrounding the ring dodge in time if it falls hard on the ground, so people who fly out of the ring can only hit the floor hard above.

This guy can't stand up anymore!

Spectators with the boxer's ticket in hand had to think desperately.

"Anton! Anton! Our Anton! He once again defeated a strong opponent! Since the competition began two days ago, this is Anton's seventh victory! Is the myth about to be born? Oh! My God, Anton, you are the strongest warrior I have ever seen! Call out!!"

The referee raised Anton's arm and shouted frantically!

"Anton!", "Anton!", "Anton!"

The shouts at the scene continued. But Anton... Anton Lier didn't know why, and hated these people's crazy calls at this moment.

He walked off the stage without saying a word, ignored Nikita's approach and walked towards the lounge.

Nikita, who had chased all the way to the lounge, closed the door at this moment. After thinking for a while, he walked up to Anton and said with a smile, "What's the matter? Aren't you happy that you beat that guy just now?"

Anton shook his head. He looked at Nikita and suddenly asked, "Nikita, how much did you earn today?"

"Today's harvest is good!" Speaking of this aspect, Nikita couldn't help but feel happy.

"Nikita, is my money enough for me to build a tree house base?"

Nikita was taken aback for a moment, he completely forgot about this matter!

In fact, in just two or three days, through Anton's victory on stage, he not only reaped rich bonuses, but even made a bet quietly, and also made a lot of money. This is his life. Since then, the most money earned!

"Oh! Dear Anton, you should know that building a tree base is not an easy task!" Nikita said in a serious manner at the moment: "You must know that a big tree is not just It’s just a tree! It’s still on the land! Do you know the land? It’s either private or national! So, you have to buy it together with the land under the big tree to truly own it This big tree! But to buy and sell land, you need a huge amount of money!"

Anton shook his head and said, "But I don't want to continue fighting."

Nikita hurriedly said: "How can you not fight? You are invincible! You are the strongest here! As long as you stand on the ring, it means that money is constantly flying towards your pocket, and you need to All you do is throw your opponent down! Look, how simple it is!"

Anton stood up.

His figure was so tall that Nikita looked up at this moment, and a strange pressure suddenly emerged in Nikita's heart, "Anton, what, what do you want..."

Anton shook his head, "Nikita, it was my last fight just now, I won't fight again in the future, I'm leaving! Give me the money I earned!"

"What? You don't want to fight! No!" Nikita subconsciously shouted angrily.

Perhaps this face really shocked Anton to a certain extent, so that he subconsciously showed a scared expression.

hell!

This Siberian bear-like guy is actually afraid of his own big drink! Nikita watched this scene in disbelief, he frowned, but he didn't want to push Anton too fast, who knows what this guy will do when he is pushed? This guy has very low common sense!

"How about it, Anton! Three more rounds! Only three rounds! After the fight, we won't fight, okay?" Nikita discussed.

Anton thought for a while, then suddenly stretched out his palm, especially his little finger.

"What... what is this for?"

"Hook your fingers! We've agreed on three games!" Anton said as a matter of course.

The ghost knows what Nikita is going through in his heart at this moment... Anyway, he is unbelievable, dumbfounded, running wildly with this extremely strong man like an alpaca in his heart...

Tick it! !

"Nikita! It's a manly promise!"

"Okay... ok..." (.)