"Someone is attacking the hospital!" the guns rang out continuously, and the mercenaries immediately formed a formation and rushed to the perimeter of the hospital.

When Aberra and the others saw the surrounding situation clearly, the hands holding the guns began to tremble.

The hospital was surrounded by hundreds of militants, this is not the point, the point is that in the distant block, there were three tanks and two armored vehicles!

This...... What kind of armed force is this? Is it ......

Abreu couldn't help but think of the two equally powerful forces in the Congo, the Galleon Army, formed by the Congo's notorious cannibal emperor Galleon, and the Kinshasa organization on the other, which are equally notorious and no less terrifying than those terrorist organizations in the Middle East.

These two great forces are evenly divided, and they are the biggest source of chaos in the Congo, attacking each other, the people are in dire straits, the war is unequal, and nothing else can be talked about.

It is impossible for Abreu's mercenaries to contend with either of these two forces, and at this time, the other party even uses tanks and armored vehicles, obviously to move seriously, but it is not a straggler, a rabble!

"Surrender! Emperor Garon treats black brothers preferentially!!" the sound of surrender outside the hospital rang out along with the sound of gunfire.

It was the men and horses of the Garon Army! Abreu and the others had sunk to the bottom, and with their dozen guns, they would definitely not be able to take down tanks and armored vehicles! How good is this!

The sound of the shells alarmed not only the people in the hall, but also the doctors in the red zone wards.

Since its establishment, the International Friendship Hospital has never been attacked, and this is a tacit understanding reached by the local thugs that someone from all sides will always be sick and hospitalized, and if the hospital is destroyed, it will not benefit anyone.

But today, this traditional tacit understanding has been rudely broken, and someone has the audacity to attack this hospital regardless of the consequences!

"We are here to save people, they dare to come and kill people! Beasts are not as good!" Lin Feng looked around and said in a deep voice: "Continue to treat, I'll go and settle these dog things!"

The doctors around him looked at each other, stunned, he could put down these armed rebels?

"Quick, continue to save people!" Dean Xu urged urgently, no matter what, it is their job to save people, at any time, the doctor must put all his energy on this, race against time, and save one by one!

Lin Feng strode out of the red zone ward, opened the window and looked at the dark neighborhood, the hospital was densely packed with enemies in camouflage uniforms!

On the front street, tanks and armored vehicles, hundreds of militants, surrounded the hospital.

On the armored car, a flagpole was erected, a red and yellow striped flag was raised, and in the center of the flag was a crown symbolizing power.

Obviously, this is an organized and powerful armed force, and it is by no means an ordinary bandit.

Tanks have the power to destroy hospital buildings, and the madness of these outlaws must be curbed before the enemy launches a full-scale attack!

Stop them!

A group of black militants stood on the armored vehicle, holding submachine guns and firing furious into the air, showing off their strength.

Immediately after, a guy stood on the roof of the car, holding a megaphone in his hand, and began to shout at the hospital: "Hand over the Arabs! We will keep our promise not to enter the hospital! Give you a minute, or kill all those who resist! This is the last patience of His Majesty Garon!"

They're here for Makeum and the others! For money, of course!

Congo is extremely poor, even the Garonne army does not have much wealth accumulation, they need money to buy weapons and equipment, they need money to enjoy squandering, and they need to fill their bellies!

The successor of the Emirate of Dubai, that is a super tyrant, coming here is a fat sheep into the mouth of a tiger, how can Garon let go of this opportunity to make a fortune!

In the hall, hearing the shouts of the Garon army, the Maktoum couple fell into a panic again, they came to the Congo thousands of miles away, did not think about their own safety, only thought about saving their son's life, and now Hassan was saved, but their family fell into a dangerous trap again.

"Don't be afraid, isn't it a tank! What's the big deal!" Princess Lily stepped forward to comfort Maktoum, "With us here, we will never hand you over!"

"That's right, kill it!" Ophira put on her helmet and drew her holy sword, ready to kill outside the hospital.

Her strength is more than enough to deal with a gang of gun-wielding thugs, but facing hundreds of people, as well as tanks and artillery, this is definitely a death sentence!

"Count me in!" Princess Lily was eager to try, she hadn't been in a fight in a long time, and it was a good opportunity to practice.

"It's a man's business!" A sonorous and powerful voice sounded, and Lin Feng appeared in the hall, and suddenly, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and found the backbone.

Everyone thought that he was still treating patients in the ward, but they didn't expect Lin Feng to appear at the most critical moment.

To deal with the army of evil forces outside, only he can turn the tide!

Dr. Lim ...... Is Hassan saved?" Rama, the crown prince's wife, greeted her, who was more concerned about her son's life and death than her own safety.

"He's gobbling up a full meal!Don't worry!" Lin Feng smiled: "You all stay here in peace, don't go out, I'll deal with these bastards." ”

"Yes, the Emperor. Victoria bowed to the order, and Princess Lily stood aside.

With Lin Feng here, they don't need to take risks, they bet their lives, they may not be able to win, it is better to wait for the result.

Shouldering the mission of eradicating all evil, Paladin Ophela was not willing to sit idly by, and after glancing at the others, she quickly followed Lin Feng with her sword.

Sensing this woman's movements, Lin Feng smiled faintly and let her go.

Outside the hospital gates, countless guns were pointed at the only passage in front of the hall, and Abreu's men cowered behind bunkers piled up in sandbags.

"Is it a minute?" Lin Feng strode out of the gate with his head held high, walking towards the night.

Behind him, Ophela, dressed in golden armor, walked with a sword, as if he were his personal guard.

When the black soldiers of the Garon Regiment saw this situation, they were all puzzled, and the second monk was puzzled.

Who is this Chinese man? What is he here for? And who is the beautiful woman behind him who is holding a golden sword and wearing a golden armor?

The thugs, who are already dull in brain and have worrying IQs, feel that their brains are not enough at this time!

The rich Arab didn't come out, but two unrelated people came out, what do they want to do?

"Who are you?" asked the guy with the big horn in the armored car, he was the mouthpiece of Emperor Garon, the commander of this armed force.

"Father of the Golden Lord!" Lin Feng showed an evil smile, "Read with me, Father of the Golden Lord!"

"Daddy?" the black conductor shouted the name, and then asked angrily, "Where are the people we want?

"Tsk, it seems that you haven't figured out the meaning of the gold master's father!" Lin Feng shook his head and laughed: "Listen, the person you are looking for, his money belongs to me! Now I am the richest person in the whole Congo, if you want money to find me!"

The black commander was unsure, was this true or not? What was his relationship with Maktoum?

Paladin Ophela was also full of questions, what tricks does this guy want to play?

"Don't believe it?" Lin Feng smiled slightly, raised his hand, and a pile of golden gold flew out, and the dazzling golden light made many black soldiers stare at each other!

Gold bars! gold bricks! erupted from his hand like magic, and after a collective distraction, the black soldiers rushed forward like crazy, scrambling for the gold bars and gold bricks all over the ground!

More and more soldiers threw away their guns and went to snatch gold bricks, one gold brick is enough for them to earn a lifetime, no one will not see the money, the momentum of looting is gradually expanding, and they can't stop it.

The people on the tanks and armored vehicles also jumped down to grab the gold bricks, and the whole neighborhood was full of noisy and chaotic scenes, and the black commander was completely confused.

Lin Feng squandered it like a boy who scattered money, throwing out countless gold, so that the poor Congolese soldiers experienced the taste of getting rich overnight, no one still thought about shooting, submachine guns were thrown everywhere on the ground, and the heavy gold bricks could not be held in both hands.

The paladin also looked stupid, what did he want to do by doing this?

Wasting so many gold bricks, isn't this aiding and abusive?

"Do you know what the gold lord's father means now?" Lin Feng raised his arms and shouted loudly, and the grinning black soldiers finally understood this time, exchanged their heads to each other, nodded their heads, and also held up the gold and yelled.

Rich is the master, and money can make the ghost grind, Lin Feng raised his hand and pointed at the commander on the armored car: "Kill him!

"Wow-" All the Galleon Legion soldiers stopped their revelry and looked at their heads.

"Who dare!" the commander panicked, if so many people mutinied, he couldn't stop it.

"Bang!" A cold shot rang out from behind, and a cluster of blood burst out of the commander's head, falling from the car!

A black man with lips like sausages, holding a gun, strode forward.

"Haha, very good, take it, from now on, you are the commander!" Lin Feng threw out ten gold bricks, and the black man threw away the gun and went to pick up these windfalls.

But before his hand touched the gold bricks on the ground, he was knocked down by a shot, and someone released a cold gun to snatch the ten gold bricks.

Chaos erupted!

Without a commander, there was no order, and in order to grab money, the remaining black thugs began to kill each other, regardless of life or death!

The gunfire was messy, one figure after another fell in a pool of blood, and hundreds of soldiers fell into complete madness!

Lin Feng had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and let these people slaughter wildly, regardless of whether he asked.

Ophira finally understood that he wanted these thugs to die in their own greed!

Everyone here, with blood on their hands, is a cancer in the Congolese country, fueling poverty and misery! They all deserve to die!

In the dark night, blood flowers burst out, and the screams were muffled by gunfire, which reminded the paladin of a sentence, when an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent!