Bang, bang, bang!

I only heard the sound of fists to the flesh sounding one after another, and in the blink of an eye, there were already half of the snake's heads, and before they could figure out what was going on, they all fell to the ground, all of them lost their combat effectiveness, and no one could stop Dewey's punch!

It was only then that the others reacted, and the person in front of them was not his companion who had gone mad, but an intruder!

"Who?!"

The bloody nature of the snakeheads was aroused, and they rushed forward with shouts, ready to let this daring creature know how powerful they were.

Those who engage in smuggling and smuggling have always been outlaws, and they even dare to go to war against the army.

But it was hundreds of meters away, and it was just an ordinary army, and when they faced the real army tiger at close range, the outlaw instantly turned into a lamb to the slaughter.

Dewey's fists and kicks were flying, and with every move, one of them fell to the ground, and the snakeheads finally realized that something was wrong.

Who is this man? Hamas, Fatah, or Israel's Mossad, or terrorists who don't know where they came from?

No one thought that the person in front of them was the Chinese from Canada who they laughed at during the day, the one who wanted to find a Palestinian-Israeli peace plan from them.

The people in the room had already been alarmed and poured out, but the number of people did not mean that the crowd was overwhelming, and it was the same lamb facing a tiger, and there was no difference between a group and one.

"Get out of the way!"

Someone shouted loudly, and the snakeheads heard the voice of the boss and dodged to the sides.

Turning his head, he saw that at the end of the corridor, their majestic boss held a pistol in each hand, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed in Dewey's direction.

"Great, the boss finally made a move!"

"Can you shoot it, can you, can you still shoot bullets?"

The snakeheads were complacent, but suddenly they heard someone shouting: "Don't shoot, don't shoot!" ”

They turned their heads in amazement, only to find that one of their companions had been caught by Dewey at some point and blocked in front of him.

Dewey just held the hostage in his hand and rushed up to the boss.

Such a big living person seemed to have no weight in Dewey's hands, and it was not much slower than the speed of ordinary people running.

Uh, what should I do?

The smugglers were a little overwhelmed, but the boss said coldly: "Allah Hubakla! ”

Dewey grabbed the head of the snake and shouted in fright: "Don't, don't!" ”

However, the smuggler did not hesitate to shoot.

Bang, bang, bang!

The gunshots rang out, loud in the narrow corridor, and one could see the bullets cutting through the darkness towards Dewey and the head of the snake in front of him.

At the same time as the gunshots rang out, Dewey suddenly threw the hostages in his hands.

The bullets hit the hostage, causing them to scream.

Normally, at such a close distance, although the residual kinetic energy of the bullet can penetrate the human body, it does not penetrate because of the distortion of the person's body in the air.

Before the snake-headed boss could shoot again, Dewey had already reached out to the side and grabbed another person, and continued to carry him forward and rush forward.

The rest of the snakeheads were frightened and fled into the room, but they knew that their boss was ruthless and would definitely continue to shoot, and no one wanted to be the next unlucky ghost.

"You idiots, get guns!"

The smuggler shouted loudly as he shot at the same time, as long as everyone fired at random, this intruder would die here no matter how much he could fight.

Snakeheads have guns, but they are just snakeheads, not terrorists, no

The habit of carrying a firearm with you.

The smuggler's words woke up the dreamer, and the smugglers reacted one after another and ran to the room to rummage for guns.

But the lights are dark, and the room they are in is not necessarily their own, so how can they find the gun so easily.

Not to mention, there was really a lucky person who found an AK47 at the first time and rushed out with a gun.

As soon as the muzzle of his gun reached out of the door, he was suddenly grabbed, and then a huge force came, dragging him out with the gun.

Dewey held a gun in one hand and slashed at the man's throat with the other.

As soon as the snake's eyes darkened, his body went limp, and he failed to fire a single shot from beginning to end, but gave the gun to Dewey.

With a gun in hand, I have it in the world.

The muzzle of the gun glowed red, and short, powerful gunshots rang out from time to time.

Although there were no night vision goggles, for Dewey, the flashlight in the room was enough, and every gunshot was bound to be accompanied by a terrible scream.

By the time the gunfire finally stopped, the whole house was as quiet as a dead field, and there was no sound except for Dewey's breathing.

Dewey carried his gun and walked up to the head of the snake, the ruthless head of the snake was the first to fall under his gun, and now he was long gone.

He bent down and took two desert eagles from the snake-headed boss's hand and thrust them into his waist.

Suddenly, he jerked around, raised the AK47 in his hand with one hand, and fired a shot into a corner.

A scream rang out, and a snake head fell to the ground unwillingly, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.

With no more resistance left, Dewey quickly cleaned up the battlefield.

He had been here once during the day, had a basic idea of the layout, and soon found a dozen pistols and hundreds of magazines, all in a backpack he had just found.

As for those AK47s, he didn't look at them, although the guns were easy to use, they were inconvenient to carry, and they were too conspicuous to hold.

After the search, Dewey did not jump out of the back window as he came, but left through the front door and rode away on a snake-headed motorcycle.

Shortly after he left, several cars with sirens drove up, and it was the Gaza police who had come to clean up the mess, and it was none of Dewey's business to deal with them.

Dewey rode his motorcycle toward the slums, dropped the car on the side of the road for most of the way, and walked on foot.

Entering the slums, he went straight to the tent with the code, but instead of going in, he stuck to the tent and listened carefully to the sounds inside.

There were two people inside, and they could be heard from the rate of breathing, both of them were asleep, and the breathing sound was thick guttural, which was a symptom of old bronchiosis, and it seemed that it was an elderly couple inside, as the neighbors said during the day.

Dewey listened outside for about ten minutes, and heard no other sound, then came to the painting, took out a pen from his bosom, and by the hazy moonlight, painted the panda's limbs black, but left the head unpainted, and then drew a bird on the tent where the panda's left arm was pointing.

Chen Zhuo shouldn't be here, but he left this code, and he will definitely come to see it again, and Dewey used this to tell him that someone was coming to answer.

If Chen Zhuo can see it, he will then use a code to inform him of the place and time of the meeting.

After doing this, Dewey did not stop any longer, turned and left the ghetto.

Back at the hotel, Dewey opened his phone and boarded an APP.

This is the software that Wei Laoshi wrote not long ago because of Dewey's disappearance in Düsseldorf, similar to WeChat, but there is only a chat group of four teams of eight people on it, which is specially used to perform scattered tasks.

Dewey entered the verification code, entered the chat group, looked through everyone's messages, no one had found Chen Zhuo, and sent a message casually: "Have you slept yet, let me tell you the news, I have found the target." ”

A simple sentence blew everyone up at once.

"Xian'er, did you really find it?!"

"Damn, did you kid step on dog shit when he went out, this is all for you to find."

"Hurry up and report the address, let's go and meet."

The second mule was also awakened by the vibration of the mobile phone, and when he looked at the words on the screen, he suddenly had the urge to drop the mobile phone.

What kind of shit luck did this guy take, he was the first to go to Gaza, not to mention, and the first to find Chen Zhuo, he was really angry!

The bayonet swept his eyes at the second mule, whose breathing suddenly became heavy, knowing that he was not lightly hit by Dewey this time, he shook his head secretly, and typed on his mobile phone: "Is it connected, are you sure it's him?" ”

"I haven't picked it up yet, I just saw the code he left, I just went to the right code, if it's really him, I'll be able to see him the day after tomorrow at the latest." Dewey replied.

"Ni Mei! I thought you had found someone, and it made me happy. The mule replied quickly.

The second mule also scolded secretly, but it was not because of empty joy, but because he was startled.

"Very good, you pay more attention to the situation over there, and the others should not relax, and continue to search." The bayonet replied.

"Understood." Dewey replied, and then typed out another sentence: "Do you all have weapons?" I just went to do a ticket and it was offered for free. ”

"Cut, I thought what was the matter, you are embarrassed to ask us?" The mule was the first to reply.

"Keep it for yourself, we don't lack it." The shepherd followed.

Chestnut God, who had been diving, finally bubbled: "Is there a Bartlet?" ”

Dewey: "This one really doesn't. ”

Chestnut God: "If you don't, forget it." ”

Chicken thief: "Is there a C-4?" ”

John Dewey: "Well, not at all. ”

Chicken thief: "Forget it if you don't." ”

Shepherd: "Do you have a tank?" ”

Wei Laoshi: "Is there a helicopter?" ”

Bayonet: "Is there an aircraft carrier?" ”

Two Mules: "Is there a Gundam?" ”

Mule: "Is there a Star Destroyer?" ”

Dewey: "...... Enough of you! ”

"If not, forget it!"

Neat swiping of the screen.

"A bunch of teasers!"

Dewey quit the chat group, ignored the teasers, and fell asleep.

The next day, Li Yaxin came to find Dewey as promised, and when they met, he said, "Mr. Du, do you remember the first snake nest we went to yesterday?" I don't know who killed it last night, but most of them died, and I heard from the survivors that it was done by one person. ”

Dewey pretended to be surprised: "Alone?!" How can it be? I remember there were dozens of people there, right? ”

"No, more than 20 people died. Everyone is spreading that those snakeheads don't know which big organization they have offended, and they have been exterminated by the international killers they invited. Li Yaxin said.

"International Killer...... It's terrifying......" Dewey shuddered and said, "Let's go to the slums today, it should be safe there." ”

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