Chapter 250: True Goals

John didn't blow it up lightly this time!

His head was still buzzing, but because he was walking a little slowly, otherwise, the glass door would have smashed on his head.

The first thing the employee who came back to his senses was not to go up to treat the wounded guy, but to hide, to pull out his weapon, and as a rule of thumb, all attacks were not sudden but premeditated, which meant that there could be a second wave of attacks.

All you need to do is protect yourself!

The explosion was very destructive, not to mention that all the windows were shattered, and even the walls were cracked, and the front desk staff of the hotel, who was originally dozing, was suddenly excited, and the urine was almost scared out, and they squatted down with their ears covered with screams.

A van flashed its high beams and crashed through the gate, and the employee who fell to the ground should not have been rescued.

Four or five people jumped out of the car armed with Steyr MPi69 submachine guns, which belonged to the special weapons of "robbers" in the 8.90s of the 20th century, including the great robbery of the "provincial and Hong Kong flag soldiers".

It can hold 32 rounds, and these few people will strafe when they come down!

Bang bang bang ...

John and the others, who were pressed, did not dare to raise their heads, and only took advantage of the gap to fight back with weapons.

But this pistol looks petty in front of the submachine gun.

The two sides were shooting at each other in no more than 180 squares, John didn't have time to pay attention to the staff, people would run around in panic, but running now, isn't it a target? Immediately collapsed in a pool of blood.

"Screws! Call people! John shouted at a hissed voice.

An employee with pigtails nodded, and was just about to rush out of the elevator next to him, when he saw the elevator door open suddenly, and then a big man was half-squatting, carrying an RPG on his shoulder! Squinting, facing the front, the screw scalp was numb, and he hurriedly rolled to the side.

"Huh~"

The rocket grazed the tail and slammed into the side wall of the hall and exploded, how did the attacker who was hiding on the side have time to run? The flesh and blood were blurred by the explosion on the spot, and at this moment, a group of five employees with short punches quickly came out of the elevator and threw the weapons they were carrying on their backs to John and others.

Straight with the muzzle of the gun first, come a shuttle.

In terms of firepower, it was finally reversed, these attackers were also shrewd, as soon as they saw that this posture was wrong, they planned to leave the corpse and run away, but here are the elite employees of the umbrella, the firepower was insufficient at the beginning, and the space was small, so that they couldn't let go of their hands and feet, and the other party ran out of the hotel, isn't this just looking for death?

"Fack!"

John's mouth was fragrant, his face was slightly embarrassed, he was suddenly attacked, and he was also at a loss, pulled the bolt, loaded the new magazine, and raised his hand to the attacker running in front, that is, about 0.5 seconds, pulled the trigger, and an attacker who bent down in the car to dodge screamed and fell to the ground.

The only one who was left heard the shouts of his companions, and instead of stopping, he ran faster.

With a hood on his head, his eyes were still full of horror, only his professional ethics made him not lose the weapon in his hand, he originally thought it was a simple list, but this was a fatal deal!

Have you ever seen a bomb with an RPG on your shoulder?

And it is operated in an elevator that is only a few square meters or so.

Isn't he afraid of blowing himself up?

This style is simply too Soviet.

Suddenly, his muscles tightened, his scalp was numb, this was the sixth sense to remind himself that danger was coming, but when he wanted to dodge, his body trembled, and his eyes were instantly filled with blood, and he fell to the ground.

The sniper at the top of the hotel slowly got up, in the wide area, the other party was like a rabbit, being targeted by an eagle, and he could still run away?

The attacker, whose leg had been broken, was dragged to the ground by the employees, screaming incessantly.

"Shut up!" John stepped on his hand and looked fierce, "Who asked you to come?" ”

What's the hard thing?

This white man, who looks like a West Asian face, has told everything he knows.

It turned out that they were a group of mercenaries active in Northern Europe, called mercenaries, but in fact, they were killers, mainly helping people solve troubles, most of these people were gangster gangsters, and then something happened, so they gathered together and slipped away, intending to come to Ukraine to make some money, not long ago, someone approached them and asked them to help kill a "guest" from the United States.

"The picture is still in my clothes."

John took out a photo from the pocket of the other party's jacket. Longfellow.

These people are indeed powerful, and they have only been in Ukraine for a long time, and these photos are available.

"Who is looking for you?"

"I don't know his name, I just know he has a mole in the corner of his eye."

A mole?

John instantly thought of the Frenchman Miles, and the mole in the corner of the guy's eye was very clear.

But why did he send someone to kill Ben? What about Longfellow?

Is it just the reason for rejection?

Reason tells John, it's unlikely, you want to kill someone, why don't you sort out the other person's background?

The attack, though sudden, was a bit too sketchy.

If it were John, he would never have made a surprise attack, and there were so many ways to kill someone.

"Ben. What about Mr. Longfellow? He asked, turning his head to look at the employee.

"The second and third teams are protecting him."

John breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could completely put it down, he saw an employee hurrying out of the hotel, with an anxiety on his face, "Boss, something happened, that Ukrainian girl... He's dead! ”

John's eyes suddenly opened, and he pointed to the captive who was not dead: "Watch out for him." In the room, the girl was killed in the house, and the wound was in the heart, and the knife was crisp!

TMD!

Killed right under your nose?

John felt cold all over, his brain was muddy, but he always felt that this series was related, and in the end it was just a Ukrainian girl who died? And this girl is still a J girl downstairs?

It doesn't make sense.

Even John felt that his brain was not enough.

Moreover, he thought about it carefully, can he come up and kill the other party at this time, does it mean that he has an internal problem?

It's scary to think about.

He even felt that it was tricky, John had an advantage, that is, he would never suppress the news, if he really couldn't solve it, he would hand it over to Tang Dao, and he was about to make a phone call, and the sound of police cars sounded outside, although Kyiv was very chaotic, and the police were also on strike because of the salary issue, but it did not mean that conflicts were allowed in the downtown area.

John paused and called Cherkovso.

When the other party heard that they were attacked, he was shocked and quickly said, "It's okay, I'll call them." ”

"Thank you very much."

After hanging up the phone, John frowned, looking at the girl's corpse, the other party opened his eyes, the jewel-like eyes had long lost their aura, but there were tears in the corners of her eyes, obviously she didn't want to die, even if the world was full of filth, but who would want to leave?

"Take it to the funeral home and take care of it."

"Okay, boss."

In this shootout in the downtown area, the police came quickly, but perhaps they received an order to take the attacker away, and did not embarrass John and the others.

But this incident is still very noisy, according to the scene, the two sides spit out a total of 700 bullets!

According to Cherkovso's words, there are people at the top who believe that John and others illegally possess weapons and ammunition, and they must be allowed to leave Ukraine even if they do not go to jail.

Among them are the conservatives — Chester. Led by Ander Yeruf!

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