On the outskirts of Paris, there is a village forty kilometers away.

The sky is blue and the water is beautiful, the pure white roof supports the quiet asphalt road, the occasional egret flies low in the field, the red car with exhaust gas plays European and American golden songs, and a fat old man sways to the tune, but it is indescribably quiet and free.

"Squeak, squeak..."

The bicycle courier stopped in front of a house, stomped on the ground with his legs, and shouted into the house, "Benjamin, your letter!" ”

After shouting, he put the letter on the low wall outside the courtyard and pedaled away.

After the courier walked away, a hole opened in the house, and a strong man with a sturdy body, wearing short sleeves and holding a small dumbbell in his right hand, walked out, glanced at the address in confusion, and muttered, "Damn, it's this again." ”

The strong man shook his head, walked into the house, and as soon as he closed the door, a lean man sitting on the carpet playing a game did not reply, and asked very casually, "What letter?" ”

"The collection of your credit card by the French National Bank." The strong man said in a sullen voice, threw the letter on the coffee table, and sat on the side of a middle-aged man who was reading the newspaper with Erlang's legs crossed, with a resolute face, but the first thing that attracted people was the broken eyebrows on the right side, as if there was a wound and scar, and the eyebrows were cut in two, the ring finger of his right hand was missing half of it, and a tiger's head was painted on his neck. Didn't we share your 200,000 yuan with the vote we did before? What about money? ”

“omg！ Barry, my money has been sucked away by the chicks a long time ago, it's okay, don't pay it back, have the temper to let them come to me, hehe, of course you have to be able to find me first. Benjamin stared intently at the game screen and said in a perfunctory tone.

Benjamin, nicknamed: "Cockroach!" "Polish, served in the Polish Thundering Special Forces (GROM), participated in the war against Iraq, held the rank of lieutenant, received the Polish Knight Order of Revival, served as a sniper! In the war, a single shot once exploded an enemy from a distance of 1,700 meters.

But it was originally logical that people with a bright future joined the killer organization, and I have to say that the world is impermanent.

Barry saw that the other party didn't care, and couldn't help but feel a little angry, and the remote control on the table turned off the TV display, and Benjamin, who was addicted to playing, jumped up in an instant, and waved his hand dissatisfied, "Hey! Damn, I'm going to beat it. ”

"Fack!" And at this time, the strong man rushed over angrily, pressing his elbow against the other party, and before Benjamin could react, he was pressed against the wall, "Garrett is dead, do you still have the heart to play games here?" ”

"What then?" Benjamin wanted to struggle, but this body was not as good as the other party, he was pressed and couldn't move, twisted a few times, and saw that he couldn't break free, so he didn't resist, just stared at each other with his eyes and sneered, "Isn't that good?" He's dead, and we'll kill that Asian, and 500,000 dollars will be an extra penny, which will be good for us. Water pipe, don't you want your sister to be okay sooner? The cost of medicine at the Santa Maria de France hospital is not cheap. ”

"Bastard!" The frontal corner of the water pipe is bruised.

He and Garrett, nicknamed Garfield, belong to the same army, and he retired from the army to join the killer organization for his seriously ill sister Water Pipe, and the other party added him in order to help him, and the relationship and feelings naturally did not say, which is why Garrett was so angry when he was killed.

"I'll beat you to death." The hose clenched his fist and was about to blast it towards Garrett's head, but suddenly, the doorbell rang, followed by a knock.

The noise in the room stopped abruptly, and Barry narrowed his eyes and glanced at Benjamin, the water pipe gritted his teeth and glared at each other viciously, but his hand still let go slightly, allowing Benjamin to struggle out, pushing the water pipe hard and rubbing his neck.

"Who?" Barry asked vigilantly as he reached for his pistol from the gap in the couch.

"Sir, we're here from a water conservancy company to check the water meter." Someone answered at the door.

Barry frowned, and shook his face at Benjamin, who had also pulled out his weapon, who bowed slightly, carried the pistol behind his back, and walked over, opening the door a gap that could fit only one finger at most.

At the door, a man of medium stature in blue overalls, wearing a gray mask, carrying a nylon bag in his right hand, with an inverted scar on the corner of his eye, said in a muffled voice, "Sir, check the water meter quickly." ”

"Why are you here at this time? Didn't you come there in June? Benjamin asked.

"Damn the city of Paris, they're not going to let us rest." The staff replied helplessly.

Benjamin looked at Barry behind him, who bowed his head slightly in agreement.

"Come in, check the meter and leave."

"Understood." The staff nodded, walked into the room with his bag, glanced at it casually, and walked straight to the kitchen, and was about to bend down when Barry said, "Put things on the table." ”

"Sir, it's all dirty..."

Barry took a step forward, his eyes staring directly at each other, his face calm, "I said, put it on the table!" ”

Benjamin and the water pipe also leaned over and touched their waists, and those who ate their bowl of rice must be vigilant, ease only belongs to death!

"Hey, sir, listen to you." The staff shrugged, put the bag on the table, and slowly unzipped it under the gaze of everyone, and he also took the time to sweep his eyes with his afterglow, and pulled out a handle, "It's all my tools." ”

Barry frowned, his uneasiness made him very agitated, and he glanced at Benjamin and motioned for him to go up and have a look.

"You take half a step away, let me take a look." Benjamin pretends to be very aggressive, but his personality is still very vigilant.

When the staff retreated, he walked over and opened the tool kit, and there were a bunch of wrenches, screwdrivers and other tools inside. ”

Benjamin saw a cloud of smoke and round things thrown into the kit, his eyes widened suddenly, and he took a cool breath and went straight to his head, "Grenade!! ”

Although he was afraid, the long-term training made him develop muscle memory and threw himself to the side.

"Boom!!"

The huge explosion knocked over half of the table and kitchen, and the grenade fragments cut through the air, and the sound made the scalp tingle.

"Bang bang," Barry hid behind a couch bunker, pulled out his gun and fought back, shouting nervously at the top of his voice, "Cockroaches! ”

"Hurt! I'm hurt... Save me! Benjamin covered his thighs and hissed, even if he reacted in time just now, but the fragment was faster than him, and it was already lucky that he didn't give it to him from a fatal place such as the abdomen, of course, according to the current amount of blood, he couldn't bear it for a few minutes at most.

"Water pipes, protect the cockroaches, retreat!" Barry gave the order, he didn't know who the other party was, because he had offended too many people, and naturally there were many people who wanted his life.

The hose answered, bending over to reach the injured Benjamin.

……

At this time, in a van outside the village, Gemamba was sitting in the passenger seat, wearing sunglasses, the explosion was so loud that the roof seemed to be about to be overturned, he heard the movement, sat up straight, took out a pistol from his arms, loaded it, and said to the seven or eight men sitting behind him, "It's time for us to play, but we must not let the "cowboy" die!" ”

The group pushed open the door and got out of the car and rushed towards the target point.

The sound of the explosion here frightened everyone in the village, you must know that although France is vast and sparsely populated, there are still nearly 800 people living in this village, and there are also two policemen, they heard the explosion, and they all gathered, when Gemamba and others ran over, wearing suits, a gust of wind around them, the general's horns blowing, indescribably chic.

"Wow! It's so handsome..."On the roof of the house next to it, there was a freckled teenager holding a soccer ball, looking through the holes with shining eyes, and exclaimed.

"Barot shut up!" With an old man beside him, he was busy covering his grandson's mouth, looking at the menacing Gemamba and others, a little scared, he understood that something was wrong!

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