Taking a few deep breaths, Jonas's fingers clenched at the pistol moved slightly, as if playing a piano. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info After finishing this simple action that could reassure him, he raised his head, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and looked out the window at the city that had lost the slightest bit of life. Just now, the new Brazilian Provisional Government – without even thinking about it, as long as you are in Rio, everyone understands that it is just a puppet of Von Luknall - declared a state of emergency throughout the country, and in view of the usual instability in Rio, last night's curfew was extended to this daytime, the so-called martial law, and all the duties that should have been performed by the Brazilian army were handed over to von Lukner. Therefore, except for those soldiers wearing explosion-proof vests, there is basically no figure on the street now, and it is empty.

But that's okay, because it's going to be lively soon.

Glancing back at the people he had gathered, Jonas was still a little afraid. He dared to say that this group of people is definitely the most worthy of the title of "rogue" in the world. Think about it, if the South American drug addicts who sell drugs are not hooligans, who else can live up to that name?

These hooligans, of course, will not be ordinary people. When Rio de Janeiro was still functioning, they were the ones who were able to carve a considerable share of the drug market in it, and they also had a large number of armed men under them. Of course, it is an open secret that the von Luckner company is the largest drug dealer in South America (although Jonas, who had been living a normal life until this time, did not know this), but it should be said that it was dark or the company wanted to maintain the normal ecology of the drug market, and they did not have the slightest intention of interfering in this aspect of the business in Rio City, which is why Jonas was able to gather such a group of people with the help of the New York headquarters. They all have good reasons to break through the current state of martial law, and the inferior IQ that can be easily coaxed and fooled, and it is perfect to use them as cannon fodder.

Ah, by the way, New York headquarters. Jonas really didn't want to think about it anymore, because even if he had completed his mission to rescue Starr today and managed to escape, the word would still haunt him for a long time. By the time he sent the call to headquarters, the entire CIA should have been in a mess, and everyone was waiting for the news from the Rio intelligence network, that is, Christian......

But Jonas had sworn that he would never have anything to do with it again. So he didn't even pass a byte of information back. There may also be a hint of revenge in this action, but Jonas doesn't have time to seriously analyze his own psychological state. After getting enough proof of his "American agent" and a list of drug lords from New York, he immediately destroyed the terminal and threw it in an unknown corner.

Jonas thinks it's the most manly thing he's ever done. Of course, if he does what follows, then it will become the second man he has done in his life: take these gangsters to break through the blockade made by the professional army, and then rescue his new wife.

"Hey, Americans. A gruff voice interrupted Jonas' thoughts. It was a guy with a big waist and a round waist, his left hand disappeared, but instead of putting on a very practical mechanical prosthetic, he used an iron hook like a pirate, which is said to be his favorite style, "There is one thing you haven't answered us until now: After we really defeated that **** mercenary company, how will the market share be divided?"

You really think you can beat that company? Thinking like this, Jonas imagined what the male protagonist did in the movie, pretended to be calm and nodded, and just about to say something to prevaricate, another person took the initiative to jump out: "Don't be so anxious, pirate." If von Lukner fails, won't a market like North America be enough for you?"

The name of the man who jumped out was Herbert Leonard, and he was a ...... Human traffickers, mainly women's business. Jonas had always looked down on this man, but at this time he was slightly grateful to him: "Just like Mr. Herbert said." After the defeat of the von Luckner Company, the U.S. government allowed you to do what you wanted in South America. We will not support it — but again, we will not take clear action to stop it. I guess that's clear enough, right?"

The sun was already high outside the window. Looking at the time, Jonas clapped his hands and stood up: "Okay gentlemen, for now, ahem...... It's already nine o'clock. It's also time for us to go. Let the boys move, and for the sake of their ambitions and dreams, go and conquer that edifice once and for all!"

Oh my God, I don't want to go through this experience again. If I had been in Japan before, I would have collapsed to the ground even if I had stepped into this room. Steading his trembling legs, Jonas checked his gun again and walked out of the room. The strong sunlight made him subconsciously cover his eyes, and at this moment, a phrase drifted in his ear: "Those fools have willingly gone to be cannon fodder, Mr. Jonas." For the sake of your face, the United States of America will definitely allow me, a lowly, filthy human trafficker, to choose to withdraw from this contest between the two sides, right?"

“…… Well. ”

Still pretending to be caught in the sun, Jonas nodded slightly. Anyway, I don't have any connection with the United States of America anymore, it's all just empty promises, I just want to save Starr. Thinking like this, he suddenly felt that his legs were full of strength, and he no longer trembled. Looking at Herbert's back, he turned around and followed the dying group to the location where the attack was scheduled.

Hopefully, there will be no problems with the combat scheme. Anyway, I have experience in Japan as well.

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"Cut, do you think everyone will be so stupid as willing to be cannon fodder for you?" As soon as he got into the car, Herbert changed his posture just now and cursed secretly, "If it weren't for the fear of retaliatory sanctions from the U.S. government......

But if this young man really intends to be at the forefront of the main army all the time, he will definitely not end well. It's dark under the lights?haha, that's just an illusion on the surface. What is the situation that would make some people naïve enough that von Luckner is really going to let Rio go? They just turn a blind eye, not close their eyes completely.

But it's a strange thing...... Why wasn't the meeting reported to the upper echelons of the company by the spies in those people? Why was it still going on as scheduled? I was deliberately late to prevent it from being eliminated......

Forget it, these things have nothing to do with me. Now that you have received the forgiveness of the United States, let's leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible. Luckily, I have some unique escape routes, otherwise I would have been no different from the idiots running to their deaths if I had clapped head-on with the patrol.

Gripping the steering wheel and starting the car, Herbert looked at the route shown on the navigator with a serious face. By the time he managed to make it out of the last exit, only to be detained in the harbor by the mercenaries, it was already an hour later.

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"Where has the mob gone?"

While Dr. Evan Wolfson, the first person in charge of the Time Machine Analysis Project, was packing his things, his roommate, Alan Anderson, rushed in from outside in a panic, with blood on his head. Looking at the colleague with a frown, Evan lifted his black-rimmed glasses, lowered his big bald head slightly, and looked at Alan with a contemptuous gaze: "I don't know, and I don't care." I've only heard from the general that some little cubs are going to touch my great baby. Those guys are damned!"

"Alright Evan, those drug dealers out there are much more interested in smoking MDPV than a time machine. Still holding his mouth shut, Alan grabbed his hair, and this act became a provocation in Evan's eyes: "Hey, are you showing off your hair to me? I said it a long time ago, Alan, unless you produce a hair growth supplement that works definitely, all your research will be waste in front of the great me and my darling." ”

"Of course not! At least, if we release my virus to the mob right away, we'll prove your claims to be ridiculous! Aren't they very fond of attacking everything like crazy? Okay, then turn their already mushy heads into a mess! They'll ...... first."

"Okay, anyway, in ten days you'll be paralyzed and completely unconscious, and then you'll die completely within an hour, right? Anyway, your virus can't make a real zombie. Stuffing an unknown device into his backpack, Evan retorted listlessly, "Zombies are undead, and your patients can only last ten days." If you want me to say, the single-celled life sent by the people on the moon is more like zombies, and the survivability is much stronger than yours. Of course, compared to the great me and my little baby......"

"The high-priced waste that can only be reproduced by gnawing and touching? Those things can only be used to trick the Japanese into willingly carving out a place in Tokyo for us to lay a trap. ”

“…… Alan, you're so annoying. Why do you have to fight against me everywhere? Think about the bacteria that you developed in '89, and think about the virus that you developed in '07. It's true that both of these things make you famous, because once in India and once in France, you make those two places thoroughly lively. But what about the reality? The empire doesn't need that thing at all! The last insurance of the empire is still my treasure, which is the unshakable position of my dear, and I am undoubtedly the greatest in charge of it. ”

"......" finally gave up saying something to the extremely narcissistic roommate who kept his mouth shut about his research subject, and Alan picked up his bag, "What are we going to do? ”

"No, of course it's not a retreat, how could the great me retreat?" Shaking his head with a smile, Evan packed up the last things, "I said, the general said that some people with unclean hands and feet want to do something to my baby, so I have to get rid of all those shameful guys." That's a great baby for me!"

"Ah, yes. Quickly losing interest, Alan replied lightly. Of course, at his level, it is impossible to perceive the treacherous and cunning eyes hidden under Evan's incoherent words.

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Mr. Ge asked me to be a reserve team...... It's out of my trust! So, I must not lose the goal of Kazami Yuka......! Hold on tightly!

Repeating this belief in her heart, Sanae followed her target as fast as the other party, while trying to hide her form as much as possible to prevent the flower youkai, who was bent on assaulting one place, from discovering her existence. At the same time, the cacophony of voices in the communication channel was endless: "Marisa! Two o'clock, two o'clock!

"At eleven o'clock, the sniper at the window on the fourth floor has been eliminated! Miss Mianyue, please don't rush forward regardless of cooperation in the future, otherwise it will not be my responsibility if the sniper kills you!"

"My weapons and the way I fight dictate that I can only use close combat. Do you think that my knife is like a boomerang, thrown out and then able to return to my hand again? ”

"I mean, don't be crazy like a religious fanatic, learn from Marisa and your boss, and cooperate with the ...... around you One o'clock direction, the third-floor window sniper, Marisa quickly evade, he has your shooting window!"

"Don't put me on a par with a Scientology like you, materialist. ”

Goo, it seems that Mianyue Yiji can't take her place at all...... I always felt a mixed mood, a little happy but not happy, after all, Mr. Ge, their danger level has increased. Sanae thought to herself after the soldiers at the roadblock in front of her found themselves rushing under a tree to a building. Then she poked her head out to look at the blockade: it was supposed to be the same patrol they had stormed the previous night had set up, and it was now a fairly well-established firing position. Obviously, Kazami Yuka should not have the ability to completely sneak through here, the conflict is inevitable, and the only question is when she will start to do it.

"Mr. Ge!" lowered her voice, Sanae decided to send a signal, "It's okay, I think Kazami will definitely be exposed in a short time, please join me as soon as possible! I'm right here yesterday afternoon where we fought!"

"The third-floor sniper was killed...... Where was the battle yesterday afternoon?Could it be, Miss Kazami, she was heading for the von Luknall Mansion, right?" made an estimate, Ge Yiwei's voice sounded a little surprised, "Boss, Marisa, Miss Mianyue, get out of the battle immediately!" Miss Dongdonggu, please wait for fifteen minutes, we will be there immediately...... Encountered fewer troops than expected, could it be some kind of conspiracy......"

"Don't be too conservative, damn materialist, conspiracy theories will only add to your psychological burden. ”

"Ah, thank you for the revelation that the dualists have descended, but can you please get out of the battle before you sneer?"

"This kind of battle, even if you drink black tea, is no problem, just talking doesn't get in the way. ”

"Machine gun fireman No. 1 has been killed!Boss and Marisa have withdrawn first, Miss Mianyue, you and I are behind, and then take turns! Besides, Comrade Dualist, I want to scold you now, do you know!?"

"Is this the stupid and dirty mind and insight of the materialists on earth? No wonder your average life expectancy has not been able to break 100 years until now. ”

"Do you want to talk about biotechnology? TM is very simple, that's because you dualists don't care about the body at all, and think that the soul will not be defiled by the body, so you can do human experiments casually! I can be considered to be convinced by such a simple separation of consciousness and matter! Descartes's cognition in his later years is stronger than yours! Retreat, retreat, the boss Marisa will give cover! Wait until the crossroads ahead, boss, you carry me and we will take off!"

"Ah, Mr. Ge, you're already insulting like you're insulting out of thin air...... And please don't quarrel like this on public channels......" The corners of her mouth twitched, and Sanae muttered quietly in a volume that the person concerned couldn't hear at all, "It feels like flirting...... It's really annoying......"

"Stop, young lady. Suddenly, a cold object was attached to the back of Sanae's head, "Who is my brother flirting with, can you please tell me?" ”

"Well, is that my brother, and it's great that you're still alive...... Otherwise, Mr. Ge would be sad. Slowly letting the initial panic leave her, Sanae turned around and faced the muzzle of Ge Chengzhi's gun. It's a good opportunity to change the impression of the other person, and it's a good idea to have a conversation...... "Can you give you a piece of advice?"

"Miss Kazami's banquet is about to begin, you should make some preparations now, instead of playing hostage games with me, right?"

As soon as her words fell, a magic cannon smashed into the position in front of her.