The entire music square was filled with gunsmoke.

The flames caused by the explosion set the entire stage on fire.

The members of the CBGB band, who had already run off the stage, were almost knocked to the ground by the wave of air brought out by the explosion.

The huge picture screen crackled and sparked, and the crumbling appearance was a little scary to look at.

Jerry shook his head and stood up unconsciously.

There was blood everywhere, and cries and screams filled the entire music square.

"Pedro, Pedro~"

Because he was carried by Pedro Bocanelola on the shoulder, he was thrown out by Pedro when it exploded, and because he fell on the grass, Jerry was almost uninjured. It's just a huge explosion that makes his ears ring!

"Pedro, Pedro~" Jerry shook his head, his body was crooked, and he ran to Pedro's side without grasping his center of gravity, shaking him vigorously.

The Venezuelan bodyguard looked up and spat out the dust in his mouth, and Avril Lavigne was tightly protected by him, and it didn't seem to be much of a shock.

"Wake up, wake up, Ravi~" Jerry patted Avril on the face and woke her up.

The little one opened his eyes with a frightened look.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a bruise." Jerry looked up, but suddenly saw Sachiko Kamaike getting up from the ground with blood dripping from her forehead.

Is it Sachiko?

Jerry was in a trance, he really wondered if he hadn't recovered from the impact of the explosion.

Sachiko would never wear such a long dress, she rarely wears a skirt.

Squeak ~ squeak ~ squeak ~

A terrifying sound pierced the night sky. interrupted the screams of the crowd.

Jerry looked up, his pupils narrowing suddenly.

The steel bracket that had been blown up by the bomb was completely unable to support the huge electronic picture screen on the stage, and the huge picture screen squeaked and made a sound, with a beeping electric light, and fell straight down.

Sachiko Kamachi turned around, raised her head blankly, and looked at the huge electronic picture screen that smashed down head-on, but her whole body stiffened and did not obey the call.

"Boom~" A loud sound rang out in the music square.

More crackling sounds, accompanied by sparks.

Sachiko Kamaike only felt that she was being held in her arms violently, and then fell to the ground and kept rolling.

Wait until the tumbling stops. Sachiko Kamaike looked up dumbfounded. A stream of red liquid dripped onto her forehead, then slid down the bridge of her nose, dripping more and more, gradually condensing into a trickle. Screams rang out one after another.

Sachiko Kamaike's pupils contracted violently. Apparently. She already knew what was going on.

When she broke free from the man who was holding her. She suddenly found that the guy who was holding her had half of his face red with blood.

It's Jerry-kun.

"Ah~" Sachiko Kamachi couldn't help but scream. Her face turned pale in an instant, her face was covered with horror, she began to shake helplessly, she tried to cover the wound with her hand, but the blood kept pouring out of her fingertips, and kept gushing out.

Jerry coughed heavily, he raised his hand and wiped the blood on Sachiko Kamaike's face with the placket of his clothes, and then carefully examined her face, and after a long time, he held the frightened Sachiko Kamaike in his arms, "It's okay if you're okay, it's okay if you're okay." ”

Sachiko Kamachi was hugged tightly by him, but the hand protecting his head didn't let go, and tears kept pouring out, and kept pouring out.

It was only in the next moment that she felt the strength of holding herself suddenly disappear.

Jerry's head was hanging on her shoulder.

"Jerry-kun~Jerry-kun~" Sachiko Kamaike's heart seemed to be empty, and the whole person knelt on the ground, and hugged Jerry with his backhand.

"Boss!" Pedro looked at Jerry's embarrassed appearance now, with a look of chagrin, he really didn't expect that Jerry would rush to Sachiko Kamachi the moment the electronic picture screen fell.

He clearly saw the huge picture screen, and it smashed directly into Jerry's head, smashing him and Sachiko Kamachi into a tumbling out.

"Go away, go away, get out of my way" Pedro suddenly rushed over like crazy, pulled Sachiko Kamaike away, and then picked up Jerry, who had passed out on top of Sachiko Kamaike, and rushed all the way to the Porsche parked at the edge of the music square.

"He's going to be fine, he's going to be fine~" Sachiko Kamaike fell to the side, her mind blank.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way for me." The Porsche roared and rushed out.

……

Rami Rhyz held the gun and cowered in the corner, but she didn't dare to be careless. If it was just hand-to-hand combat, he wouldn't be afraid of that guy at all, but if he used a gun, he would have to be careful.

"Boom~"

In the direction of the music square, suddenly there was a loud noise, and the whole ground shook violently.

Bastard! I actually detonated the bomb!

Rami Reze rolls, but apart from a gun that was thrown on the ground, he could see the shadow of his opponent anywhere.

Damn it!

Rami Reze thought of Jerry, who was still in the music square, and immediately took out his mobile phone and called Pedro.

The phone beeped a few times, but no one answered.

By the time Rami Rzee rushed to the music square, he was really shocked by the mess and wailing wounded people all over the floor.

Darn~

Rami Ryze smashed the baton directly to the ground.

……

“Fuck～”

Eric Rudolph, clutching his abdomen, gasped and struggled to climb into the van.

The guy who just entangled himself was really tricky, not only was he skilled, but even his ability to use a gun was first-class, and he actually hit himself in the abdomen with just one shot.

He coughed, but laughed with a twisted face.

But so what, the remaining three bombs were still detonated.

He's the winner.

United States, hum~

Pagan Jerry Rothscher, hum~

You all send me to hell!

Eric Rudolph was in a very good mood despite being shot.

He even put away the idea of shooting the guard he had caught in the van.

Perhaps, if you keep him, it will be more useful.

Eric Rudolph, who was in a good mood, smiled and pulled the handbrake, then pressed the accelerator with great difficulty, and the van slowly drove out of the Olympic Centennial Park.

Now that his mission is complete, it's time for him to leave this land of right and wrong in Atlanta.

"Hey~ Jeffrey? Well, it's me, Eric, looking for your favor. I have a friend from the Middle East named Omaha bin Laden, and I lost contact with him in Atlanta, and I want you to help me find him. Of course, no problem is the cost. It's your territory, and I can't go there. And I have limited mobility right now! Find him and send him out of the United States. It's just a crime of entering the country without permission. That's it! ”

……

Johannesburg, South Africa.

Davis sank his whole body into the couch, holding a cup of Lafite, which was as expensive as gold, and his lower body was bare, and on top of him, he was riding a beautiful blonde.

"I've sent H&K's arms to the East Coast as you asked, and whether or not you help me take out Jerry Rothscher, we're both cleared from now on. In the future, don't call me again, Your Excellency Mullah Omar. ”

"No, no, no~" Mullah Omar is not angry at all, being able to transport H&K's standard equipment to the heavily defended United States, such a guy is exactly what the Taliban forces need. "We Muslims have kindness and revenge. We believe in fair trade, so we will help you achieve the tasks you give us. ”

"I said it, Jerry Rothschan, I'll figure it out again." Davis just hung up and was being targeted by a guy like Mullah Omar, and he really didn't think it was good. This time, although Davis chose to compromise with the Taliban forces, he did not use his arms dealer connections in the United States. Let your arms dealer friends in the United States supply weapons to a group of terrorists? Are you kidding? Who knows what the terrorists will do when they get their hands on the weapons. After the Oklahoma bombing, the United States has cracked down on terrorists very hard, and he does not want to be blacklisted by the FBI and his arms dealer friends.

So this time, he found his Soviet friend Viktor Bout, as well as his Transavia Export Cargo Company.

Even if something happens, Victor Bout will not reveal the H&K-standard equipment and his relationship, which is the code of practice for Transavia Export Cargo.

Maybe in Johannesburg, he should have an army of his own, so that even if Mullah Omar comes, he will not be afraid of the Taliban's power.

Because this is Africa, here, not the Middle East.

Knowing this, Davis raised his glass and poured the rest of the wine on the blonde's body, and then, he suddenly sat up and hugged the blonde's ass, which was a high-frequency twitch.

All of a sudden, there was a loud sound in the room.

Kira Oppenheim leaned against the wall, saw it all in her eyes and heard it all through the eye of the needle on the wall.

Arms, the United States, the Taliban, Jerry Rothschel, Middle Eastern mullah Omar, Kira's face gradually became solemn.

Davis Rothschild, how many secrets are still hidden in this guy's body.

What kind of evil intentions are harbored by the Rothschilds.

Kira suddenly felt that the Oppenheims, who had been roaming around the Rothschilds, had chosen the wrong direction. (To be continued......)