Valencia Marina!

The night view of the city is reflected in the sea water of the pier, which envelops the port in a splendid landscape.

A patrol ship of the Spanish Maritime Civil Guard slowly drove past the dock with its lights on, and the crew standing on the deck watched vigilantly, and the stowaway boats began to become more and more rampant in the second half of the season.

About five minutes after the patrol boat departed, a small yacht with a very shallow draft approached, and out of the cabin came a black man, who stood cautiously in the bow and whistled.

"Leeches?"

A cold voice came out of the darkness, and Luther jumped out of a container, followed by a dozen employees, all unfamiliar faces, all newcomers called in from Ylk, and they had to do some dirty work.

"It's me? Are you a brute bear? The black man looked Luther up and down, pointed to the cabin, and said, "What you want is in there." ”

Luther shook his head, someone behind him nodded, jumped on the yacht, and saw four or five wooden boxes in it, found an iron crowbar on the edge of the corner, and pried the wooden box open, revealing a layer of plastic foam, wiped it with his hands, and saw a few Steyr MPI69 submachine guns hidden below

This Steyr MPI69 submachine gun was developed and produced by the Austrian company Steyr Manlisca in the 60s of the 20th century. It uses an outer bolt like the Uzzy gun, which makes the length of the gun body much shorter. It is comfortable to grip, simple to operate, has good performance in single shots, and is used to equip the army and police of Austria.

The gun uses the principle of front impact fire. The bolt is pushed into the chamber when the bolt is re-entered. When the bullet has not entered the chamber, its primer is not in line with the target. Since the gun has a sleeve-type bolt that wraps around the rear of the barrel, it will not endanger the shooter or damage the weapon in the event of a shell failure.

The other two boxes are 9*19mm Luger shells.

The employee in charge nodded at Peter, indicating that it was no problem, and ordered a few men to remove the weapons from the ship.

"My matter is settled, don't contact me again," the black man said cautiously, shook his hand at Luther, and disappeared into the darkness on his yacht.

Luther pulled out his phone and pressed the number, "The guy has arrived." ”

"Follow the list, kill them all, and at four o'clock in the morning, someone will pick you up..."

"Understood."

The room in the Madrid hospital was pitch black, and I could only see a figure sitting in front of the bay window through the night scene outside, looking into the distance with both eyes, and smiling in a low voice, "It's started..."

……

Dark Night Bar.

On the gorgeous dance floor, both men and women accompanied by music, writhing their bodies wildly, their faces full of intoxication, and they vented their vitality in **.

In the corner of the first floor of the bar, Kurt. Soros was drunk, his eyes were hazy, his cheeks were red, he put his hand into the princess's clothes next to him, rubbed it wantonly, and toasted to the other directors around him with his wine glass.

Kurt. Soros is the head of the family in charge of South African business, and he is also a branch of the Soros family, when he heard that the Spanish headquarters was attacked, he was also shocked, and rushed back in a hurry, but when he saw young Doug at the funeral, this heart began to flood with an ambition called replacement!

As soon as this thought appeared, it grew wildly in his heart.

Maybe... It was God who gave him Kurt. What about Soros' chances?

But he also understood that if he was alone, he might not be able to pull Soros off his position, so he united several directors to discuss forcing the palace!

Kurt. Soros gently stepped back, motioned to the woman next to him to move to the side, and sighed as if nothing, "Hey... Who would have thought that such a thing would happen in the family, Archibald was killed at the station, and all the pressure was on Doug at once, and I felt that he would not be able to bear it. ”

There was a moment of silence at the table, but then there was a rambling of words.

"Kurt! I think you're right, Doug is too young to be in that position. One of the directors slammed his glass on the table and burped, "What qualifications does he have?" Except for being the son of the main branch, but his father's lineage is all dead, and he has been sitting in a position for hundreds of years, and it's time to change people. ”

As soon as he said this, the other directors sitting next to him hurriedly responded.

"Yes, yes, Soros's wealth can't just be swallowed by a small child, it's all our hard work..."

"It's going to have to be someone else, Archibald definitely doesn't want his son to work so hard, and we guys have to share some of the pressure for him."

…

Seeing that the gang of directors was mobilized all at once, Kurt . Soros was very happy, leaned forward slightly, and flashed his eyes, "Then who do you think can sit on it?" ”

The directors glanced at each other, but they all lowered their heads at the same time and took a sip of their wine glasses, at this time no one spoke first, no one would have thought that Kurt would ask this, this is already a poor dagger, everyone is a thousand-year-old fox, what exactly do you want to do, it is clear.

"Fack! A bunch of bastards. Kurt scolded secretly, smiled very reluctantly, tried to maintain his demeanor, stood up, and straightened his small suit, "Sit down first, I'll go to the bathroom." ”

As soon as he took two steps, he suddenly blocked two men in suits in front of him, just... In this bar, he even wore sunglasses, and he looked weird.

"You're Kurt. Soros? ”

Kurt was stunned, frowned, and asked suspiciously, "I am, you are?" He lowered his head, wanting to see who the other was.

"That's right."

The two men in suits undressed, pulled out their submachine guns under Kurt's horrified gaze, and opened fire on them.

"Bump Bump Bump..."

The people at Kurt's table were instantly beaten into a sieve before they reacted, including several princesses who accompanied the wine.

The sudden gunfire stunned everyone, and the crowd on the dance floor fell silent, followed by screams pouring out of the doorway, and the bartender crawled out of the front desk in embarrassment, squeezing out with his hands and feet.

"Dead, withdraw!"

The two gunmen dropped their weapons and disappeared into the crowd.

…

The whole of Madrid was in chaos.

The president of the Soros family in Asia was shot dead by gunmen in the alley.

The head of the commercial department in Europe was crushed to death by a large truck in a supercar.

The president of North America, Tesuke, was found dead in the hotel bathtub.

Executive Vice President of South America died of a sudden cerebral hemorrhage in the toilet......

This piece of life turned into cold and cold information was transmitted on Soros's mobile phone, which made the stone in his heart relax instantly, his eyes burst with confidence, wearing pajamas, he got up from the sofa, and twisted his eyes, "The board of directors will be held tomorrow, and I will apply for asset redistribution as the CEO!" "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 a confidant~