With a 'boom', Cadillac's door was directly separated from the car body because of the huge pull force of the hook.

The moment the door was opened, the driver's door opened, and Carlos sprang out of the car like a rabbit, and without the slightest hesitation, he raised his hand to shoot.

"Boom~"

The guy who was carrying an AK47 and wearing a black mask and standing next to the Mercedes didn't snort, and was directly shot in the head.

Blood and brains gushed out.

Carlos, who succeeded in one move, did not stop for a moment, and the gun rang out in his hand, and between several rolls and movements, another fresh life was harvested.

To catch the boss, first ask me about the gun in my hand.

"Kill him!"

The religious fanatics were babbling and screaming, and they all hid behind the Buick.

Huge lines of fire suppression began to stagger.

There was a chaotic sound of ping-pong.

Shell casings fly.

Cadillac, along with the Mercedes-Benz S320 that crashed into the rear of Cadillac, was instantly smashed into a sieve.

The creaking of metal was heard incessantly.

The sound of breathing in the air was heavy as if it had froze.

Carlos felt the pores of his whole body open, the smell of blood in the air permeating it, and at this moment, his blood flow was extremely accelerated.

Life and death are only a momentary decision.

He poked his head out tentatively, only to find an RPG bazooka.

OH~SHIT~

"Get out of there."

Carlos yelled with his back to Cadillac.

If this group of crazy guys carried the RPG, let alone the boss, even if it was his little life, he would have to explain it directly here.

If it weren't for the fact that Cadillac was sideways, that round of frantic strafing just now would have made Jerry die no longer dead.

The other side door of the Cadillac was kicked open, and Jerry dragged Bob out of it.

The poor guy is clearly awake.

Yes, not dead, but not dead is enough to choke.

Poor Bob is now tilted his head and unable to move. Looking at his situation, he should be bent around his neck.

The injury is not big or small, because most of the guys with cervical fractures have become half-paralyzed and disabled.

Bob, WELL~ He can only do his best now to obey his destiny, and it is better to lie still and let Jerry drag him than anything else.

Yes, it's better than anything else, and no matter what, it's a half-body. Jerry snorted and tears so scared him.

"Amy~"

"What~What~" Emily who was pushed out by Jerry holding her ass. Stanley was still in a trance, and she had obviously never been in such a trance.

"Hide here, Biedong."

"Oh~good~haode." Emily. Stanley squatted directly beside the Cadillac with his head in his hands. The body was so nervous that he shivered a little.

"Don't act like a prisoner, Amy. Rami ~ hey ~ rami ~ give me a gun. ”

"A gun for you? Are you serious? Carlos looked up and fizzed, then looked at Jerry in surprise.

"yes, give me a gun." Jerry pointed to the gun in Carlos' hand.

"This one? That won't work, Madame Carlos, the end of the world is inseparable, that's my dearest. Carlos kissed the hot barrel of the gun, and it looked as disgusting as it was. Of course, having kissed his Madame Carlos, he fumbled around his waist again, and then found another gun. "357 revolver, six rounds, stable, accurate. Reliable, this one is for you. ”

"HOLY~SHIT~" Jerry took the gun and looked at the pitifully small revolver. couldn't help but scold, "That's it? ”

"Excuse me, do you know how to use a gun?" Carlos looked up and fired another shot, knocking down an approaching gunman again, but the fast-flying bullet directly broke his ear, Carlos covered his ears and began to shout, "Fuck~"

"Are you alright?"

Carlos helped the earlobe that was crooked to the side, but unfortunately it was useless, and he looked up and shot again.

At this time, Jerry found Humphrey hiding behind the Mercedes Benz with Diana in his arms, "Dad~Dad? ”

"Jerry?" At the same time, Humphrey also spotted Jerry behind Cadillac.

The two of them asked in unison, "Why are you here?" ”

Two bullets flew across the front of the Mercedes, wiping out the dazzling sparks.

"Give me the gun, Jerry." Humphrey brought the unconscious Diana to the ground.

Without hesitation, Jerry pushed the 357 revolver over.

"WELL~ At least I know Humphrey is a man who knows how to use a gun." Carlos grinned a sinister grin, blood hanging from his right ear all the way down his neck.

Humphrey leaned out, and 357 shots instantly harvested a life.

……

"That's not right, it's completely different from our intelligence. Who is that guy? His other bodyguard? ”

"It doesn't matter who he is, as long as it's someone who has something to do with the target, he will be wiped out. Now, give me the RPG. ”

"Are you sure you're going to do this?"

"For Allah~"

……

"OH~SHIT~" Dominica. Beshard had only taken a few steps when he heard a gunshot, and he quickly threw himself on the spot.

What's going on?

Dominic, who fell to the ground, raised his head, and the picture of the shootout between Cadillac and Buick immediately came into his field of vision.

Gunfights in the streets of Paris?

Dominic didn't stop for a moment, turned around, turned around and ran.

Just kidding, as the French Rose Sophie. Marceau's agent, a man of his stature, could not have been hit by a stray bullet on the streets of Paris, and has been heroic ever since.

Yes, that's not going to work.

'Jason, U-turn~'

'What, sir?'

'U-turn, I said U-turn. ‘

"But sir, this is the closest way to TF1."

There was a shootout ahead. ‘

"Shootout?"

"Jason, don't talk nonsense, turn around."

"But sir~"

"Hey~ Paris Police?" Dominic has already called the police in Paris.

……

Three blocks away.

Wild girl Emma. Watson stood on the side of the road and stretched out his hand to hail the car.

Hmph~ The nasty grandma actually didn't let me go to the recording of Jie Bao's program. If you don't let me go, I won't be able to go? I'm not Rapunzel in the Tower, and I need someone else to come to my rescue.

"Mr. Driver, can you give me a ride and take me to France TV?" Little Emma pretends to be cute and pitiful.

Then the driver uncle in Paris nodded without hesitation.

Bingo, just do it.

WELL~ This is just the original idea of little Emma.

And now, now she is still standing at the intersection pretending to be cute and pitiful, reaching out to hail a car, but unfortunately she can't stop a car at all.

She had forgotten one thing, it was a no-parking zone.

As a result, all the car rental uncles were on her nasty blacklist.

…… (To be continued......)