Rio de Janeiro, a city that has been associated with prosperity since the 19th century.

Even when the capital was moved from Brasilia in 1960, it was not possible to remove the crown of the Pearl of Brazil from here. There are beautiful people, good wine, beautiful scenery and dollar money.

Drunkenness and poverty may be just a thin line.

In Guanabara Bay, a flying dragon crosses the waters of the Atlantic Ocean on the water, and those floating white dots are sailing ships, and the flying dragon is the famous Niterói Bridge.

"Fourteen kilometers."

"But...... This is not a playground. ”

On the bridge deck, there are no vehicles and tourists, even on the sea, there are waves floating and blurry, and the noise of Rio and Niterói makes people a little stunned, as if the two groups of people on the bridge deck are crowded at this time, and the silence is like a pantomime.

The bulletproof car led by the leader, whether it is the heavy-duty Malouda or the modified Sany engineering card, all project the distrust and seriousness of the two sides.

On the side of the car, the doors had just opened, and there were street lights on both sides of the pre-built concrete bridge, but at this time, there was a large number of black heads, yellows, whites, blacks and mixed-race people.

Heads of wealthy families from Brasilia, representatives of financial tycoons from Wall Street, from all over the world...... Gangster spokesperson!

The spokesmen of the big American families at the Berkeley Conference looked ahead with an incredible look, and the number of people opposite them was not large, but the momentum was not lost here at all.

With a kind of arrogance, the young leader standing by the door of the car said the phrase "fourteen kilometers" in the most gentle tone, and then said nothing more.

Standing opposite was the head of the most powerful and active Coolidge family in the Italian mafia, a man named Fernandos. Coolidge's Cretan Italians have a seriousness that few Italians don't have.

White gloves, this is a signal from the Coolidge family.

Black gloves represent friendliness, red gloves represent war.

White Gloves...... Never die.

"You're too conceited."

In the sky, there were two helicopters hovering in the sky at 2.4 kilometers away, and in the car, Guan Shan put down the telescope and reminded: "No. ABL0943, Navy helicopter gunship." ”

Multiply...... Cigarette butts burned the glossy appearance of the cowhide toe cap, and behind it were twenty-five Cadillac series Escalades, which required a lot of money, and for GM, such customers were rare.

"Hmph."

The beard on the face of the young general is getting thicker and thicker, and compared to a few years ago, he is now more and more like his Lao Tzu and Ah Gong.

His hand was still under his coat, and one hand, with gloves on his hand, but it was on the trigger of the Desert Eagle, and he suppressed the urge to shoot seven bullets.

Behind stood a slightly shorter man, dressed in an Armani suit with a gold collar on a red tie, and a nervous look in his eyes, but more of a wild surname that did explode at any moment.

Judging by the scars from the corners of his eyebrows downward, this man does have an incredibly wild surname.

Slowly taking half a step, on the side of the bridge, in Rio, on this southern continent, there is the world's largest alliance of Chinese associations watching.

This group of wall grasses knew that at this moment, it was no longer a situation where ordinary gangster forces could intervene.

Negotiations broke down.

In a way that is not questionable.

Because...... Punk. Erikson and Roger. Wharton died from a nine-hand gun of Zhang Ben, the bullet pierced through their eyebrows, and the shooting distance was only thirty centimeters.

That's right, at the meeting, in front of nearly 1,500 people, Zhang Ben broke out without warning, took out nine second-hand guns, and gave each of these two people a shot.

No one knows why this is happening, and no one knows why it is so fast.

It's outrageously fast.

Roger. Wharton didn't understand why he died before he died, but what if ...... He knew that the person in front of him was Zhang Yaozu's son, the bastard who was active on the battlefield in Vietnam, so he could die blindly.

"Stand down!"

So the young general ordered.

The slightly short man didn't say anything, slowly stepped back, turned around and got into the car.

I took a seat in the car, picked up my headphones, and stuffed them into my ears.

Jinshajiang gun king Yang Bo was expressionless, he didn't understand, he didn't understand why the general still didn't let him make a move in this situation where his face had been obviously torn.

He can guarantee that in less than two seconds, the dozen heads in front of him can be beaten into tomatoes.

"The boss's atmosphere is not right."

Inside the car, Zhang Xiaoshan took a deep breath, his voice trembled slightly, this time, it turned out to be such an exaggeration, Zhang Ben killed the heir of the big American family and his brain on the spot.

Runaway? No way!

At that time, Zhang Ben was very calm, Zhang Dashan and Zhang Xiaoshan could swear poison, but what was Zhang Ben's situation? Drag everyone into hell together?

Or rather, go to Guanabara Bay to feed the sharks?

The statue of Christ in the Corcovado Mountains, though with his hands outstretched, is never truly equal.

Zizizizi...... Cigarette butts, rat throwers, or pre-storm cruelty.

All these crazy guys gathered here, nearly 20,000 people...... It's on this Niterói Bridge, stretching endlessly, a terrifying number!

At this time, there are more and more helicopters in the sky...... Seven!

On the surface of the sea, the patrol gunboat is like a sardine shuttling back and forth, and even the faces of the people on the boat can be seen.

"Someone has to die!"

Someone on the other side spoke, this is a man with the feeling of Aegean scenery, with the simplicity and directness of the Onassis family, they believe in borrowing money to borrow the most, they believe in always only mixing in the upper circles, they believe...... As long as you can have money, it doesn't matter if the color in its veins is red or black.

The people of the Onassis family, the descendants of the ship king, had awe and fear written all over their faces, of course they knew miracles, they knew more about the energy contained in the yellow race in front of them, and they also knew that if one of them made a wrong decision, or rather, one of them made a wrong choice, they would face the most violent revenge on this blue planet.

This is a steel tiger without any emotion, he is a monster, a ghost, a ruthless madman.

It can make the Chinese gangsters who do not obey him go to the bottom of the sea to feed the sharks with an iron fist, can make the most cruel and inhumane militants in Myanmar die without a place to be buried, and can make the CIA, the FBI, and ODNI helpless.

"So...... Onassis, are you ready to go to hell with Rockefeller, Dupont, and Rothschild? ”

Grunt.

Delta. Onassis, he was not from Greece, he was from San Francisco, and the Chinese he was familiar with were definitely not as strong, savage, and ruthless as the one in front of him.

In the modified engineering vehicle of Sany Heavy Industry, music sounded in the headphones of the Jinshajiang Gun King.

The title of the song, [Tuba is Chinese].

"Oh no, the general really wants to do it on the bridge."

The rear convoy had a chill down its spine, and finally the two sides were blocked on the 14-kilometer-long Niterói Bridge, which has to be said...... This was done by Zhang Ben on purpose.

No one knows why.

Even the people of the Tiger Ben Festival Hall don't know.

"Exit! I quit! ”

Delta. Onassis shouted loudly.

But no one listened to him, because at this time even the Niterói Bridge felt the gasp heavily, and they wanted to leave? It's not that easy.

In the sky, a white helicopter on board Burke. There was speculation in Dupont's eyes, he didn't know what the oriental monster had in mind.

He also knows that this guy is a bombshell for anyone, an uncontrollable C4, a nuclear bomb, and a nuclear submarine in the deep sea.

But he also didn't know why this guy ended up in a dead end. It didn't meet his usual standards, but Burke. DuPont only swore in the name of the entire DuPont family, he never felt that this opportunity was so rare, a tiger looking for death, and getting rid of the big trouble?

The goal of the Berkeley Conference was simple, let the trusts, the syndicates, and the cartels die, let the speculative tycoons live forever, and let the wealth, black gold, and power still be in their hands...... However, this requires a little skill, just as the state-owned assets of the former Soviet Union can be sold for less than 1 percent of their value in 20 trillion yuan, or even 1 thousandth or 1 in 10,000, all it takes is a little skill.

An external force, an inducement, Iraq and Afghanistan, threw the accumulation of two generations of Americans on the barren desert, in the face of the advent of a multipolar world, in the face of the liquidation of collapse, and even volcanic-like pressures from within.

This requires means.

However, everything needs no explanation.

Undertaking the role of this external force, if Zhang Ben and his crazy team surnamed Century play it, it may be very perfect.

Strong combat capabilities, efficient operational capabilities, excellent resistance capabilities.

It is a pity that this group of guys, who are obviously hot-blooded patriots, used the simplest, direct and rude means to tell this group of cattle of the big American business - no!

"You think it's 1840? Or...... You think it's 1938? Or...... Do you think this is the year MacArthur bragged about biting his straw pipe? ”

The young general finally spoke.

The voice from the headset made people stunned, some people didn't understand why this guy said such things, but some people understood instantly.

The heir of the Erickson family was like a plague chicken killed on the conference table, his head was torn off by force, with blood gushing out, and the head could be seen to be separated, and the drive was thrown from the twenty-four floors at random.

The glass that could withstand a hundred pounds was completely gone, and from that moment on.

This is the monster's manifesto, trying to fool me? Ok, don't imagine, you bitches who build Wall Street!

“…… Who dares to come into your home......"

The King of Guns loaded his pistol, his lips trembled slightly, and he was nervous.

Ahead, Wu Xingyun's footsteps stopped behind Zhang Ben, and the whole of Rio de Janeiro was congested, just when citizens and tourists complained, when the local TV helicopter took off, and when Guan Shan took out a large box and was carried...... Behind the president of the Chinese community in the world, the doors of twenty-five black bulletproof Escalades opened, and rows of strong men in black were armed with automatic rifles and carbines, sunglasses on the bridge of their noses, oil paint on their faces, urban combat boots on their feet, and heavy black clothing, no one knew what kind of power was contained.

The song didn't stop, and Yang Bo's heart seemed to jump out.

...... "foreign devils!!! ”

The young general suddenly roared.

At this moment, Yang Bo stepped out of the car door, the headphones were taken away by his posture, and brothers Zhang Dashan and Zhang Xiaoshan also roared and rushed out of the car door.

"your ancestors—"

The young general suddenly ripped off the big coat on his body and threw it out, the black cloak, like a flag, a thunderclap in the sky above Nanzhou, a melting pot of human races.

In the eyes of various colors, what I saw was astonishment and strangeness, and then, the body was like a catline that was ejected out, and the most unreasonable group of people in the world actually launched an attack in front of a violent team of more than 10,000 people.

In the sky, eight helicopters witnessed this most heart-wrenching moment.

"Kill Lao Tzu—"

What does it mean to never compromise? That's it!

What does it mean to bend rather than bend? That's it!

What does it mean to be right-turned? That's it!

It is often said that strength is stronger than people, but for the young general, let him go and make a gun for the foreign devil, let him be a comprador for the foreign devil, let him wipe the ass of the foreign devil, this is fucking nonsense!

It's their business that Wall Street is going to tear down the American political axe. It is their business that the American consortium wants to dismember the United States. It is their business for the big capitalists whose veins flow black gold to keep their flower of power still blooming!

The Soviet Union could collapse, but the elite remained the elite. The United States can also be dissolved, but Wall Street is still Wall Street, and the elites ...... It's also powerful.

"Kill—"

Bang bang!

Yang Bo could feel that there seemed to be a burst of warmth next to his sunglasses, and he was very lucky, a bullet grazed the corner of his eye, and a slightly blurred red in one eye, but he fired.

Twin guns.

The true performance of the Jinsha River Gun King, unexpectedly, fourteen bullets took away the lives of fourteen foreign devils.

Whether it's Hades in Greece or Satan at the feet of Jesus Christ, report to the office!

“…… It's a street hit!! ”

A Tiger Ben Jietang Warrior who rushed up roared so loudly that the veins bulged roughly under the dark skin.

The heavy black combat suit was finally torn by him in just five seconds.

A metal exoskeleton, a three-barreled electric machine gun, and five hundred rounds of high-explosive rounds on the outside of the thigh.

Guan Shan kicked off the rear seat door, holding the door in one hand, and carrying the six-tube Gatling in the other hand, like a monster, slowly advancing.

Zizizizi...... The characteristic sound of the electric machine gun, rang out.

(To be continued)