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Bei Wuwu frowned, this guy is so bold, first of all, what kind of character is Gaston, just saying that the United States can't allow you to blow up a building, isn't this a terrorist attack

"That, Grim Reaper, your people have controlled Gaston" Beiwu asked while smoking a big cigar, damn it, this guy is really too majestic, he drove a gunship to the front of someone's building, he only needs to give orders, and he can blow up this building immediately, you must know that this island is not big, and this explosion may even sink the entire island.

"Yes, if it were in the United States, I really can't do anything to this guy, but here, he still can't make any big waves. The Grim Reaper smoked his cigar and glanced at Beiwu very proudly, thinking that the two of them could be said to be competitors in the mercenary world back then, and it was also infinitely emotional to meet again after many years.

Beiwuwu took a deep breath, glanced at the many farms on the island, and took the last puff of his cigar: "Death, don't blow it up, so many civilians will be innocent in this bombing, let's not do so many evils."

The Grim Reaper was slightly stunned, and looked at Bei Wuwu in disbelief, how long has it been, how can this guy be like a different person Kyle, who killed people and didn't see blood, would take care of any civilians today

"Kyle, this doesn't look like you, your second personality won't reappear, right?" Death looked up and down at Beiwu Wu, . {qul} {edu}.c。

"Hades, don't look at me like that. Bei Wuwu shook his head helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "It's just that I've experienced too much, and I think everyone has the right to live, especially these civilians, so forget it."

The Grim Reaper nodded, and did not object, turned his head and ordered the people in the cab to land the helicopter on the top floor of the hotel, and the two of them walked out, the cloak on the Grim Reaper looked extraordinarily windy, and the North Worry-free did not have the sharp appearance of the previous one, but more calmly, if a stranger came to stand here, he would definitely say that the North Worry-free was the boss of these people, and the Grim Reaper was just a thug who looked particularly powerful.

Of course, the two of them, Beiwu Wu and the Grim Reaper, didn't care about this, and slowly walked down the stairs to Gaston's room, where Gaston was still sitting on the chair smoking a cigar, and there was no surprise in his expression.

"Oh Gaston, you know I'm going to come here" Bei Wuwu sat directly on the sofa, staring at Gaston with interest, according to his own opinion, this kid was definitely not subdued so easily, think about it, the third person in the American mafia, was subdued by more than 20 people under the Grim Reaper, no one would believe it

"Kyle, you know my power, do you think you can subdue me with dozens of killers in front of me, I'm waiting for your arrival. Gaston was not in a hurry at all, but stared at the Grim Reaper with interest: "Do you think that a Grim Reaper can solve me, you really underestimate me?"

There was a wicked smile on the corner of Death's mouth, and he stared at Bei Wuwu with a sneer.

Bei Wuwu frowned slightly, and looked at Gaston coldly: "It's really like this"

"That's right. Gaston smiled slightly: "In the United States, apart from death, I don't think you will think of a second person, so, what are you waiting for?"

At the sound of an order, the Grim Reaper immediately pulled out the pistol in his hand, and without hesitation, he pushed it against Bei Wuwu's head, and said softly: "Kyle, I'm sorry, you have to die." ”

Bei Wuwu took a deep breath, no wonder this guy Gaston was fearless, and he was also very puzzled, the Grim Reaper and himself were both here, even the most powerful people in the world couldn't escape, with him Gaston would have so much confidence

However, what made Bei Wuwu even more puzzled was that Hades, the god of death, actually pointed the pistol at him, smiled slightly, and said without fear at all: "Death, I didn't see when you became a lackey of the mafia."

"Shut up" Death's expression was very hideous,

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A little hysterical: "I have always been the pride of the mercenary world, and I have always been, but your appearance, the reputation you have created in the mercenary world, will only discuss the deeds of the mythical Kyle in the mercenary world after dinner, and everyone looks at the former mercenary world Grim Reaper." ”

Bei Wuwu sneered and shook his head, no wonder it was like this, the dignified myth of the mercenary world actually became the lackey of the American mafia, it turned out to be this reason, he took out a cigarette and lit it, and said to the god of death without fear: "Hades, you are no longer a mercenary, mercenaries have their own pride, and they will never give in to anyone, but you have actually become a lackey of the mafia, once this matter spreads, your reputation in the mercenary world, hum, will be completely ruined." ”

As soon as Bei Wuwu's words came out, the face of the god of death changed, he did so much, in order to kill the myth of the mercenary world, so that the mercenaries could reconfirm the existence of the god of death in the mercenary world, Bei Wuwu's words were a complete awakening of the fragility in his heart.

"Death, don't listen to him, this matter will definitely not get out, here is my person and your person, no one will say it, are you still afraid that your subordinates will say it" Gaston was a little anxious, he didn't expect that this North Wuwu actually didn't have a trace of fear in this situation, and constantly woke up the trace of guilt in the heart of the god of death, he really underestimated this guy.

"Death, do what nonsense, kill me, tomorrow your reputation will spread throughout the mercenary world, and everyone will tell about your heroic deeds. Bei Wuwu continued to smoke the cigarette in his mouth, staring at the Grim Reaper with interest.

"Death, do it, kill Kyle. Gaston was also a little anxious, the Grim Reaper had come with great difficulty, and if he defected, so many people here were all Grim Reaper's people, it would not be easy to get it.

The god of death is still fighting in his heart, even if he is the former god of death in the mercenary world, in the face of such a major problem of right and wrong, he is still struggling in his heart, as a mercenary, there is no difference between good and evil, whoever gives money they will help whoever does things, this is an ironclad fact, but maybe the god of death is still not a hero, but a hero

Gaston took a deep breath and pressed the button on a small piece of equipment in his pocket without anyone noticing, and the two of them, Beiwu and the Grim Reaper, were looking at each other face to face, and no one noticed Gaston's small movement.

"Death, shoot, kill Kyle. Gaston kept urging on the side, this matter must be cut through the mess quickly, otherwise there will be long nights and dreams, he never thought that the Grim Reaper would be this kind of person, originally thought that the Grim Reaper would be a big hero, and those who become big things are not informal, but he didn't expect that the Grim Reaper was a hero, and he couldn't do it at such a critical moment.

When no one was paying attention, the people of the Grim Reaper had quietly retreated and replaced them with a group of people, of course, the Grim Reaper was still struggling in his heart at the moment, and he didn't notice these at all, but Bei Wuwu noticed this, this was his very wise choice to shut up, and he didn't say it, but Gaston on the side, who was still very nervous just now, and now he stared at Beiwu and the Grim Reaper very easily, as if it wasn't his business for the Grim Reaper to shoot or not.

"Death" Bei Wuwu finally couldn't help but prepare to say something.

"Shut up" Death finally collapsed, and without hesitation, he pulled the trigger.

"Bang"

A loud gunshot hit Bei Wuwu's chest directly, and Bei Wuwu's brows furrowed, looking very painful.

Gaston, on the side, was overjoyed that Death had finally figured it out

"Death, that's great, if you kill Kyle, the whole mercenary community will know about it tomorrow"

"Shut up," Death sucked hard.

"Hmph, Grim Reaper, don't forget, it's you and me who set up this game, we just take what we need" Gaston was not afraid of death at the moment, and glared at him tightly.

"Hmph, this matter has nothing to do with me" Death took a deep breath and calmed the fluctuations in his heart. 00 collected and organized, the copyright belongs to the author or publisher.