Just as the young guard raised his gun and smashed it at Whiteglove, White White turned his head and let go of the blow. At the same time, his feet moved, and the shackles and chains that reached his waist wrapped around the guard's feet. He jerked along, and the guard lost his balance and fell into the arms of the white glove.

White Glove leaned out of the way of him and pulled the gun away from his hand, the muzzle of which was pointed at another guard. "Da Da Da!" the guard pulled the trigger in a panic, but shot his companion bloodied all over the face and fell headlong backwards.

White Glove whispered in the young guard's ear, "Remember, young man, I'm not the devil. But impulsiveness, it's the devil!" he slammed into the guard's neck, then twisted his head so that his teeth could cause more lacerations.

The guard screamed in fear and struggled to push the white glove away, but it was all in vain, and his feet were bound by the chains of the white glove, and the tighter and tighter they were. Can't struggle at all. The hands are also crushed by the white gloves, and they are extremely passive in this situation with their backs to the white gloves. He almost watched the hot blood in his neck rush out, and he himself, with the loss of this blood, gradually weakened, and finally hung his head softly.

He paid the price for his youth, and he paid an even greater price for his impulsiveness.

Whiteglove pushed the guard away with a blank face, spitting out the blood from his mouth and a large piece of flesh torn off. He actually touched his teeth, frowned and sighed, "It's really unlucky, the dentist I just saw last week seems to be loose again." He quickly touched the guard's body, and although he didn't find the key, he did find a multi-purpose knife. With this, he quickly opened the handcuffs.

He picked up the automatic rifle on the ground, pulled off the dead guard's bulletproof vest and put it on, before checking the car door. After the examination, White White's face changed slightly. "Damn, it's the external latching structure. But he looked up and checked, and couldn't help but sneer.

This is a vehicle modified on the basis of the "Urutu" armored personnel transporter. Although it was converted into an escort vehicle, the rear was locked from the outside, and the doors for personnel to enter and exit on both sides were also welded dead. However, the top was ignored when modifying, and there is a circular hatch on the left side of the middle of the roof of this car, which can be used to install the main weapon, and this hatch door can be opened.

White Glove White tried it with his hands, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, perhaps to keep the weapon slot, so it was not welded to death. He snapped open the handle and pushed the hatch open, poking his head out to take a look. He was escorted by a convoy of cars, both front and rear, as the convoy had just passed through an open-air music arena. So a few gunshots in the car went unnoticed. Now the convoy is still in order.

"It was perfect, it was simply God's arrangement. White Glove smiled slightly, he was actually more nervous than anyone else just now, White Glove White knew better than anyone else the character of the Grand Duke of the Secret Society, once he was arrested, he would definitely be killed. Because as a high-ranking member of the Secret Society, he knows too much.

Even if the Grand Duke didn't want to kill him, he didn't dare to risk letting him continue to live. Therefore, White Glove understands that he must escape in the shortest possible time, otherwise he will really be finished when the Grand Duke of the Secret Society makes a move. Just now, he seemed to be talking calmly to the two young guards in the prison car, but in fact, his heart was already tormented to the extreme. Eventually, this patience and patience paid off.

The white gloves waited quietly, the wheeled armored car he was in was higher than the sedan, so he had to wait for the car behind him to get closer. Because the two escort cars in the back are sedans, they should be from the Brazilian security services. Because the sedan is relatively low, it is difficult to observe the roof of the armored car once it is approached.

White Glove White now needs an intersection that encounters a red light, so that the speed will be reduced and the vehicles behind will follow until it stops. And this is his chance to escape. Otherwise, even if they jumped on the roof of the car and escaped, they would not be able to escape the pursuing vehicles with two legs, not to mention that these people were rarely loaded with guns.

The white gloves waited for a few minutes and finally met a red light at an intersection, and the speed immediately slowed down and stopped at the intersection, while the two cars behind followed suit. Without hesitation, the white gloves leapt up and out of the circular hatch, almost instantaneously leaping off the roof of the car and rolling off to one side. Since it was night, the car following behind didn't pay much attention. With the gun in one hand, the white glove quickly rolled on the spot, unloading the impact.

Then crouch on the side of the road, vigilantly observing the situation around him. It wasn't until the cars in front of him were driving normally that he was completely relieved. "It's finally safe. But they should soon find out that I have to get out of here quickly, I have to get a car. White Gloves muttered.

He looked around alertly, and a taxi was coming behind him unhurriedly, and it looked like it was empty. White Glove immediately stretched out his hand to stop the car, and turned his back on the other, he knew that the blood stains on his body were too eye-catching, but the back was clean. So in order to prevent the other party from seeing the blood stains on his body, the best way is to turn around and pretend to take a taxi.

And it's much more convenient to stop a taxi than other cars. These taxi drivers are unlikely to be able to do business without doing business. As soon as they stopped, they couldn't help what was going on. The corners of the white gloves' mouth, still with blood, showed a sneer.

Because he heard the brakes, the taxi driver stopped. Everything was under the control of the white glove, how could he not sneer, but he soon realized that something was not right, in addition to the sound of brakes, he also heard the sound of the car door and the sound of the trunk being opened.

Did the driver think that he had his luggage and took the initiative to get out of the car and open the trunk so that he could help him carry his luggage? The taxi driver in Brazil is really so enthusiastic.

White White turned around a little suspiciously, but as soon as he turned around, he saw a red afterimage. Then he heard a "buzz" as a red metal wrench slammed into his face, and he could clearly see the tooth particles flying out of his mouth. Damn, this time, dental prostheses aren't cheap.

The white gloves spun and fell headlong, the weapon in his hand tossed aside. He hadn't completely lost consciousness yet, and the last thing he saw was a pair of heavy, thick military boots coming towards his face. The white gloves were black in front of him, and he was completely dizzy.

Lin Rui coldly threw down the wrench in his hand and scolded, "Miscellaneous, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Resisting the urge to make up for it, he tied up a puddle of muddy white gloves and threw them into the trunk.