Danpan pointed his pistol at Gunna, but Gunner held a gun to the left and right, and pointed it at both Bright and Danpan, neither of whom had any intention of putting down the gun.

For a while, the atmosphere suddenly became depressing, as if in the next moment, the scene of "watermelon explosion" would be staged!

"Put the gun down, Danpan." Monroe was still very skeptical of Gunner's ability, but when he saw him enter his own territory, he dared to make the first move, but he took a fancy to his boldness.

"No, sir, I'm going to kill him today." Danpan is also not good-tempered, his brother was beaten, and he was threatened by Gunna's head, he couldn't bear it.

"You know, we need him." Monroe looked at him calmly, waited for three seconds, and saw that Dan Pan still hadn't put down the gun, his face suddenly darkened, and he yelled, "Put down the gun!" ”

Seeing that the boss was angry, Danpan stared at Gunna fiercely, and his face changed for a while.

After a few breaths, he finally listened to Monroe's order and unwillingly put down his right hand of the gun.

"Good, obedient good boy." Gunner smirked, smashed the M1911 in his left hand to Bright's chest, carried a shotgun, and swaggered to Monroe's desk, "Now that there are no buzzing flies, shouldn't we have a good business?" ”

"Of course." Monroe stretched out his hand and motioned, "You may be seated." ”

……

Old figure tattoo parlor, death squad meeting room!

After completing the reconnaissance mission on Vilana Island, Barney gathered all the members of the death squad together for a mission operation meeting.

The data recorded by the Torture and Christmas detectives, as well as the photographs taken, were combined with some information purchased from the informants and turned into a graphic slideshow.

"This is the guy who calls himself a church." Barney pointed to the bald middle-aged white man in a suit who appeared on the wall, "His real identity is actually a CIA agent." ”

"So we're doing things for the CIA?" Yin Yang asked.

"Yes." Barney nodded, "The church is ostensibly hiring us to take out Garsa, but the real target is James Monroe. ”

Barney controls the slide transition, and the Monroe photo taken by Xingfeng appears on the projection screen.

"He used to be a field agent for the CIA, overseeing Garza and getting the black income for the CIA, which was a big deal for money."

"Is the CIA in the drug business? Why? "In this death squad, an American state power agency actually did something that violated the law, which made Xingfeng always puzzled.

"The CIA is only under the orders of the president, it has a lot of power, and money, it will drive some of these people with power crazy."

Barney raised an eyebrow, meaning something, and then returned to the original topic: "Monroe is also a greedy man, with great ambition and guts, and two years ago, he hid from the CIA and secretly reached a personal cooperation with Garza. ”

"Monroe was in charge of shipping, Garza was in charge of planting and manufacturing, and they formed an armed force to protect themselves, turning the drug products into their own business, which made the CIA very costly."

"The CIA wants to take back the cake, but it doesn't have enough money for the military to settle the matter for them, and if they do, it's likely to leak out and alarm the domestic media."

Hearing this, Xing Feng interjected, "So they hired us to help them clean up this mess so that they could take back the business?" ”

"I guess it's not just that." Christmas's expression was very serious, "As long as we kill Monroe, the CIA will definitely take action, send agents to kill us, and take over the business again, and no one will know about all this at that time." ”

"Hehe, kill people and kill people, hide your unsightly things, and really have a good idea." Xingfeng sneered.

"When the mission is completed, will they give five million first?" only cares about the yin and yang of money, and is not worried about extinguishing his mouth, he has his own little Jiujiu in his heart-

After this vote, go back to the country, which is a forbidden area for any armed person!

"You can't live with this money and leave the United States." Although I don't know what Yin and Yang are thinking, Caesar's words are undoubtedly a basin of ice water at minus 30 degrees Celsius that can freeze any luck.

"I don't want to do it anymore, what about you?" Toll Road scratched at his own chrysanthemum ears and looked at the others.

"If you have a life to earn, but you don't have a life to spend, I, Caesar, don't do such stupid things."

"You're right, I agree."

Both Caesar and Christmas voted against, plus the toll roads, the action of the mission or not, and the answer is already obvious!

Unlike the military, mercenary squads must be ordered by their superiors, and any member of the team has the right to decide whether to participate in the mission or not, even the captain cannot force it.

The death squad itself is relatively special, and the way of receiving tasks is also a little different, which is decided by analyzing the interests based on intelligence and voting collectively.

Seeing that the guys had made a decision, it meant that the task would be abandoned, and a shadow suddenly appeared in Barney's mind.

However, at this time, he didn't feel the real thoughts in his heart, so he didn't pay much attention to it, and after turning off the projector, he announced the dissolution of the meeting.

"Uncle Barney, Sandra is the girl, she led us into the island, and now that her identity has been revealed, I think maybe tomorrow, or tonight, she is likely to ......"

The torture that was deliberately designed to touch Barney's heart did not point it out directly, but left a subtle space, a space for Barney to imagine for himself what kind of crisis Sandra is likely to face.

And Barney's face began to become heavy when he heard this, which was exactly what Xingfeng wanted!

"Uncle Barney, the scenery of Vilana Island is very good, if you are going, remember to take me with you." Xingfeng didn't say much, and before leaving, he gave Barney a hug.

Broken by Xingfeng's words, Barney's suddenly became a little messy, he didn't answer directly, and smiled reluctantly, "The city life at night is very good, I wish you a good time." ”

"Of course, hopefully we'll see you tomorrow!" Xingfeng said something strange, turned and walked out of the conference room.

"Boom, boom—"

With the roar of the engine of a heavy locomotive, Xing Feng and the members of the death squad who had walked out of the conference room one step earlier left the old picture tattoo parlor.

All that was left was Barney, who was in a state of mind in the conference room, and the old picture sitting in front of the tattoo table on the right side of the hall, quietly drawing.

Seven or eight minutes later!

Barney, who was seduced by the psychological hints of the torture wind, put his hands in his trouser pockets and slowly came to the hall.

Without saying a word, he just quietly looked at the old picture of the painting.

"What's the matter, old man?" Lao Tu, as Barney's brother in life and death for more than ten years, easily felt his abnormality.