The distance of a few hundred meters from the entrance of this factory was stretched into a bloody road, and the blood stains on the ground filled the air, and the gunmen who attacked were killed by more than a dozen, and the rest of their legs and feet were fast, and they ran away as soon as they turned around, and drilled into the night, unless they turned on the headlights, they couldn't see it!

Gao Jun jumped off the forklift, leaned on the tire, became addicted to smoking, lit one for himself, blew his eyes, and walked towards the only captive in rhythm.

Puati's henchman's face was "pale", of course, black people couldn't see their faces, but the filth in this lower body made Gao Jun couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Do you want to die or live." Gao Jun asked succinctly.

"No, no, no! Don't kill me. The henchman didn't know where the strength came from, so he got up directly, of course, before he could stand firmly, he was kicked to the ground by Armand, but this guy actually knelt down, hugged Gao Jun's feet, and cried with a hissing voice.

Gao Jun squatted down, slowly took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and put it on the other party's mouth, the henchman subconsciously opened his mouth slightly, and there were some cramps in his brain, not understanding what Gao Jun meant.

"What's your name?" Gao Jun asked.

"Ella. Mather! He hurriedly replied, and honestly said it all in one go, "It's the first... Puetti ordered us, he is the leader of the Green Turbans, he is in Mosley Street B4! ”

It was the first time for Gao Jun, a captive who had cooperated so well, and he couldn't help but smile on his face and patted Ella. Mather's cheeks, "You're smart. ”

Ella. As soon as Mather's heart was relieved, and as soon as he was about to put a smile on his face, he heard the second half of Gao Jun's words, "But luck is not good." ”

Peter was standing on the side, covering his mouth, and Ella naturally struggled hard, her fingernails kept rattling on Gao Jun's trouser legs, and her eyes looked at Gao Jun with fear and despair, and finally became resentful.

"Don't struggle, close your eyes..."

Peter leaned against Ella like a hypnotist. Mather whispered a few words in his ear, and the muscles on his arm tensed instantly, and a crisp sound was heard, and the head was directly twisted at a strange angle.

"I don't hurt when I say it." Peter muttered to himself.

The corners of Armand's eyes twitched slightly, is this Israeli a little abusive? I'm afraid there's something wrong with my heart!

"Are there any wounded?" Gao Jun suddenly turned his head to look at him and asked.

"Huh?" The German was stunned, and after coming back to his senses, he hurriedly shook his head and smiled proudly, "How can the boys be injured in this kind of battle, I'm afraid that they are embarrassed to say that they are retired soldiers of the German special forces!" ”

Seeing Armand such a stinky fart, Peter pursed his lips, a little disdainful, he originally did it very secretively, but it happened to be seen by the former, Armand instantly exploded, and the strong were proud again, he glared, "Hey! Man, do you think I'm wrong? ”

Peter shrugged, "I only know that the most powerful special forces are in Israel!" ”

“schei?e!！” Armand came out with a foul mouth, he was already half a head taller than Peter, leaned over and squinted down.

Peter didn't dare to show weakness either, and sneered, "Imp! ”

For the men of the Germanic peoples, they are iron and blood in their bones, and they are fighting! The most unbearable thing is the insult of others to his own character, which completely scratches Armand's scales.

"You!" Armand's face changed abruptly, and as soon as he grabbed Peter by the neckline, he was about to beat him.

"Enough!" Gao Jun scolded, his face gloomy, "Did your troops teach you to swing your fists at your comrades?" ”

Armand put down his fist angrily, but his eyes were still not good, and Peter also had good eyes and exuded battle**!

Gao Jun pondered for a moment, and then suddenly spoke, "Actually, I don't think a good commander can speak with his mouth, what do you think?" ”

The two of them didn't speak, just looked at him, Gao Jun raised his hand and clenched it into a fist, "Our zulong company was bullied to the door, we must fight back!" Since Puetti is going to die, then send him to God, after tonight, he will probably shrink even more than a turtle, but there is no extra time for you to plan the mission, if anyone can kill him, the security here will have the final say, what do you think? Of course, you can also refuse. ”

This is equivalent to an assassination attempt, and if it fails... The Green Turbans will beat them to!

Special forces are doing the dirty work, which is understandable, but every mission is carefully planned, even the helicopter flight time is reduced to less than a second, and even the informed personnel have to control the number on one hand, when the American Navy Seal Team Six did the Poseidon's spear, the battle time was only 40 minutes, but the plan was done for several months!

Because people all over the world know that no matter how awesome the special forces are, they can't withstand the crowd...

And Gao Jun asked the two of them to compete like this, but they were taking a risk...

"Do you dare?" Peter looked at Armand defiantly.

The latter had studied security in Israel, and understood that the country's special forces soldiers were very demanding, and the rapid development of effective combat methods was their forte, Armand sensibly told himself to refuse, but was provoked by Peter so much, he forgot everything!

"Who's afraid of whom!"

Gao Jun raised his hand and looked at the time, "Departure in twenty minutes!" If you don't have a chance, come back safely! ”

Peter and Armand looked at each other and snorted as they left.

Only Gao Jun smiled like an old fox behind him.

……

"Rubbish! It's all rubbish! Puetti angrily overturned the table, his face was red, his breath was short, he grabbed the Luger pistol on the table, opened the safe, and this action frightened all the subordinates on the side to retreat, looking frightened. He looked at the few soldiers who ran back kneeling on the ground with pity, and shivered.

"Tell me what the hell is going on."

"Head... Boss, there are more than eight people in the factory security, and when we first broke through the gate, we encountered resistance, at least dozens of people, and all of them were equipped with modern equipment, and we couldn't fight in terms of firepower. A Green Turban soldier kneeling on the ground quickly replied.

Modern equipment?

Puaiti's eyebrows jumped, and she hated her henchmen to death, and asked through gritted teeth, "Damn Ella!" ”

Several soldiers looked at each other, they patronized and ran, those whites were eager to catch up, who would dare to stop and wait for death?

"It should be ...... dead"

Puetti has never felt so humiliated, he may be a minor character in Africa, but he is also a well-known person in Mali!

He wasn't even afraid of Acre, and how many outsiders were he afraid?

But he also understands that at this time, he is afraid that he will be knocked out of a bag if he goes by himself, and what he can do at the moment is ...... Vent your anger!

Puetti's eyes couldn't help but look at the few soldiers on the ground, and his eyes showed a fierce light! I want to talk about "The Strongest Arms Dealer" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~