Tomahawk's assistance came quickly, extremely efficiently, and, unlike the last time I was funded, it was not at the same level at all, this time from personnel to funds to equipment, it can be described as luxurious. Looking at these well-equipped and well-trained Russian special forces, I have a delusion, could it be that Mr. An was really killed by me?

Although I know that there is a conspiracy, I don't know if it is Mr. L's conspiracy or Mr. An, but since I have sent so many helpers, Brother Yu is cruel and let these people be the big soldiers, who makes them a fighting nation?

Anfia was still dressed in a military uniform, blonde hair, and a boat-shaped hat, and walked towards me. This time, instead of being indifferent, she smiled and gave me a fragrant veneer gift, which almost made the monkey hungry and almost pounced.

"Mr. Rogel sends you the highest respect." Amphia Road.

I nodded and said thank you.

After a short reception, I asked Sophia and the others to rest, tomorrow is the day to trade with the black python, and there is still a tough battle to be fought.

Originally, I was going to rest, but I was a little tired after a lot of mutations these days. But Mr. Big found me, and it was the military advisor who brought me here.

As soon as he entered the house, Mr. Big opened his mouth and said, "I'm old, I've fought all my life, and I really don't have anything I want, so I want to abdicate and make way for Xian, and let you take over." ”

I didn't speak, but looked at the military advisor, who pinched his beard and looked at the ceiling, pretending not to know anything. However, the old fox had laugh lines on the corners of his mouth, and I shook my head and smiled bitterly, I didn't expect this old man to be quite a chicken thief.

Mr. Big said this, I will definitely refuse, you damn, this kind of thing can't be directly agreed! seems to be a chicken thief like a military advisor, coveting other people's power.

After humbling a few times, Mr. Big stood up, he wanted to give me life or death, and if I didn't want it, I would have a tendency to hit my head to death, and in desperation, I had to agree. The military advisor stopped looking at the ceiling at this time, and nodded slightly, feeling that the fire was ready.

After bidding farewell to Mr. Big, I said to the military advisor, "What do you think? ”

He smiled and said, "Old fox! ”

I nodded, indeed, both were old foxes.

"This big gentleman, who thinks he is smart, wants to use us as a gunman, first use us to get rid of Lei Xie and the black python, and then be a yellow finch, but he seems to be smart with this trick, but he doesn't know that he is actually stupid."

I pretended not to know, let the military advisor pretend to be as much as he coerced, and said, "How do you say this? ”

"Mr. Big thinks that if we destroy Lei Xie and the Black Python, the power will be damaged and weakened. But fools can see that if we destroy Lei Xie, our power will increase greatly, not to mention the tomahawk, even the big forces in the world will extend an olive branch, why be weak? ”

I nodded, if I destroy Lei Xie, not to mention the forces in the world, even the local tribes in the Golden Triangle will follow me. It's not bragging, is a young and strong new leader reliable, or is an old gentleman reliable? Go without saying. Besides, if Mr. Big could gain the trust of the local tribes, would he be the same as he is now?

The next night, I took the elites of the Tomahawks, Brother Zhao and others, to the agreed place. The reason why I chose this place is that everyone can't be bored, but in order to prevent black pythons and others from playing tricks, I still have a lot of snipers, among which the largest caliber is under my control. The entire team of snipers is also under my command, connected by communication equipment.

The black python drove the alpine jeep that was customary in the Golden Triangle, open-topped, and was very domineering with a Gatling gun in front, which was very powerful. He sat in the passenger seat, wearing the foot of a military boot, pedaling on the front windshield, sipping a cigar with disdain. However, he didn't know that the crosshair of my large-caliber sniper rifle was aimed at him, that is, as soon as I pulled the trigger, the supersonic bullet, half a second later, would blow him up.

I also think I've been a bit of a pervert lately, and I've always liked this kind of art that explodes instantly, but, to be honest, it's really cool! It's a pleasure.

The head of the pot was sitting in the back of the car, his hands were cut backwards, and his head of the pot was already shaved, presumably to insult him. I don't know the head of the pot too well, he is Sun Wei's person, and he hardly talks to me.

Sun Wei took Wanjun and stood on the dirt road. Tomahawk people and Zhao Zichu and others are all there, such a lineup, I dare to say in the Golden Triangle, there are basically no opponents.

The black python took off the cigar, handed it to the driver, and looked at Sun Wei viciously. Sun Wei laughed and said, "Don't stare at me, let me go, I'll naturally let go of your daughter." ”

The black python snorted coldly, sat down again, and said a few words to the driver, but he didn't seem to want to talk to Sun Wei.

The driver muttered a few words, the voice was loud, and the hostility was even more obvious. Sun Wei pushed Wanjun and said, "What's your driver's name?" ”

Wanjun said coldly: "What kind of thing did he say you are?" Call your boss out. What about Wang Yu? Why did you shrink your head? Forget it, change your name to Wang Ba. ”

"You're still picky and skinny!" Sun Wei pulled out his gun and said, "Do you want to change it?" BB and kill your daughter again! ”

The black python can understand Chinese, and even if it can't understand it, it knows the universal language of guns. His face changed, and he asked his subordinates to quickly send the lid of the pot over. Although the head of the pot lid was beaten and his face was swollen, he still smiled at Sun Wei, stretched out his thumb from the rope, and yelled at the sky: "Awesome! ”

"A must!" Sun Wei pushed Wanjun in the wheelchair, her leg was broken and she couldn't walk, I specially bought her a wheelchair, a serious white steel, and it was because of the white steel that her life was saved.

I was staring at the black python with my scope, and if he dared to do anything wrong, I would shoot him dead. The black python is very honest, very attentive to his daughter, and does not dare to make any small moves.

However, suddenly a bullet hole appeared in his head, and I was too far away to hear the sound at all, but I saw him fall headlong. It's not my gun, it's not my people, if it's a sniper rifle, either the head is like a rotten watermelon, or it's cut in two.

It's a pistol, it's a pistol for his driver.

Seeing this, Sun Wei ran over in a few steps, grabbed the lid of the pot and prepared to protect it. Years of military life have given him a keen sense of smell, and this perception of danger is inferior to even a top master like Zhao Zichu. But even so, he is not as fast as a gun, he is still a sniper rifle. The head of the pot lid exploded like a watermelon, splashing Sun Wei's face.

I didn't know what he was thinking or feeling at the time, I just saw him kneeling on the ground, hanging his head, not even dying, kneeling dumbfounded, looking at the corpse. I frantically pulled the trigger and asked everyone to fire, just for one thing, the fire suppression, not to hit, just to prevent the opposite sniper from shooting again.

I can't stand to lose another brother!

Sun Wei picked up the lid of the pot, slowly stood up, and walked in the direction of home in the rain of bullets. His steps were scattered, his eyes were scattered, and he fearlessly gave his back to the enemy, as if nothing mattered, including life.

Sun Wei only walked a few steps, and then he lost his strength, he knelt on the ground again, facing the sky, howling and crying, even if he howled, there were no tears. I couldn't hear it, but I could see his heartbreak.

Suddenly, all the gunfire stopped, and I took my eyes off the scope and clenched my fists. No matter who kills the head of the pot, the murderer and the instigator, I will be broken into thousands of pieces!

The gunners on the other side, or ours, put down their guns. Looking at Sun Weixing, I still don't know why, why two groups of people who have been firmly grasped by death suddenly ceasefire.

Perhaps, even if they are as cold as them, they suddenly realize that they are human beings and have an innate reverence for life.

We had no more casualties under the suppression of huge firepower. Those on the other side, it seems, have also achieved their goal, and have begun to retreat.

We also managed to retreat to Mr. Big's base with a headless corpse.

As soon as the affairs of the team were dealt with, Wanjun came, this woman once again showed her extraordinary psychological quality and wisdom, I think that under this kind of bullet rain, I can't keep a clear mind and calm like her, maybe it should be called...... Cold!

When the first round of the most violent metal storm came, the bullets almost grazed her head and flew, but she still turned around calmly, flipped the wheelchair over with her waist force, covered herself, and used Sun Wei's body to block the bullets first. When Sun Wei walked away, she snatched the corpse from the head of the pot and blocked it. With this, she once again brushed shoulders with death.

However, she also paid the price, and Sun Wei told her with his fist that some things were scarier than bullets. If it weren't for Zhao Zichu pulling Sun Wei away, I bet Wanjun would have been beaten to death, with his fists.

Wanjun, who was almost crippled by her fist, came to me because she was so excited that she didn't get her wheelchair right and fell on the steps. However, that did not prevent her from crawling into my room, and with blood on it, I tried to help her up several times, but she stubbornly opened it with her hands.

She climbed into her chair herself, sat down, and the first thing she said was: Congratulations.

I frowned, extremely displeased. Although she didn't kill the pot head, she died because of him, which made me have no good impression of her.

"If I die today, you may have a lot of stress, but I don't die, so I can only congratulate you. As much as I hate you, I hate Raychet even more, so I decided to help you. ”

I smiled, looked at her legs, and said, "Thank you!" ”

"Rachel killed my father, and then killed me, and completely controlled the two biggest forces in the Golden Triangle, but unfortunately, he underestimated me too much. If I hadn't died, my father's old ministry wouldn't have been completely co-opted by him, and those who were loyal to us might have betrayed, but some would have remained loyal to me. ”

"So......" My eyes lit up, "you're going to gather the old ministry and help me kill Rayche?" ”

Wanjun nodded, then shook his head again, and said, "It's not to kill it, it's to blow it up!" ”

I understand what she means, it turns out that she is just like me, perverted, and likes the kind of art that explodes in an instant? However, this woman knows more about bombs than I do, and she can smell explosives in the dirt just by smelling them.

"And what about your plan of action?" I asked.

"Everyone in the world may betray my father, but there is one person who will not betray me." Wanjun stared and said, "Atai." ”

Atai was a strong black man, and when I met him, I knew why Wanjun said that. This man who fights Muay Thai, when he saw Wanjun, his dark eyes were full of softness. Don't talk about loyalty, in my opinion, people in love are neurotics, even if Wanjun asks him to die and kill the whole world, he will not hesitate.

I know him, and I'm a fool like him.

Wanjun said something to Ah Tai in Thai, and Ah Tai crouched in front of him, like a well-behaved wolf child. After hearing Wanjun's words, Atai screamed angrily, and even Wanjun couldn't persuade him.

Brother Zhao had been in the Golden Triangle for a year and knew a little about Thai, so I asked him, and he said that Atai was going to fight with Lei Xie. Give me fun, declare in advance, I have no ill intentions, it's just that this buddy is so cute.

Wanjun didn't ask him to go alone, he had more important tasks for him. As Wanjun's most trusted person, he has the great responsibility of communicating with the wavering family and the old department. However, I don't think this guy is qualified to be a lobbyist, so he can only be a bodyguard. But Wanjun seems to be determined to use him, and I think the risk is great.

Atai made a fuss for a while, and Wanjun couldn't persuade her, but as soon as she had a pretty face, Atai wilted, and went back to the house to call out an old man. The old man also spoke in Thai. Brother Zhao translated for me, saying that this was Atai's father, who was greeting Wanjun and asking her to mourn.

My old man has a bald head and a mustache, not like a good person, with two eyes shining with thieves, and at first glance he looks like a profiteer. Sure enough, after Wanjun said her intention, the old guy said a few words in embarrassment.

Brother Zhao explained: "Let's go! The old man was a wall-to-wall grass and didn't want to help. ”

What do you mean?

Brother Zhao said that this old man's gang can do it, but the black market boxing has not been easy recently, so let Wanjun help and eradicate another Muay Thai club.

Muay Thai club? I suddenly thought of something, pulled Brother Zhao, and said, "Maybe I have a way?" ”