When I wanted to go on a killing spree, I was forced to sweep away the scum that shouldn't exist in this world, which is really unpleasant.

If you take the overall situation into account, you can't follow your own wishes, but fortunately, the magic box troops, who have regarded mission first as their creed all their lives, will only feel unhappy, but they will not feel embarrassed.

It's really difficult to kill the scum of the Russian gang cleanly, and not break the rules.

Brian pondered, leading his box troops up the next level.

There are very few people encountered, but it is also reasonable, because in this kind of place, no one likes to be seen by too many people, so the Russian gang has reduced the number of people who show up outside as much as possible under the premise of ensuring the most basic quality of service, and this also provides convenience for Brian and them.

But after going up one level, it's a different story.

As soon as I walked out of the stairs, I was greeted by four big men.

Seeing Brian and them, the four strong men who looked fierce and fierce were a little surprised, because customers were not allowed to come up here.

But Brian's appearance was really not threatening, so the four men who were guarding Bashanov had no intention of shooting anyone on sight.

"How did you get here? Guests are not allowed to come up here, sorry, but please return for now. ”

A big man stepped forward and asked Brian to go down as politely as he could, while at the same time, a strong man whispered into the microphone in his ear, "Why are there any guests coming up?" How? Come up at once and bring them down. ”

Brian looked a little dazed, he looked back, and then said in a deep voice to the strong man who stepped forward, "What's the matter?" We've spent a lot of money! ”

"Uh, sorry, maybe I made a mistake, but ......"

Brian struck with a lightning strike, his fist hitting the brawny man's neck, then turning around and slamming it on the back of the man's head again.

Blackjack, Paul, and Jackson also launched at the same time, and they each pounced on an opponent.

Big, fierce and strong people want to use them as a façade, and Bashanov is certainly not exempt from vulgarity, but for now, these people are big enough and fierce enough, but their strength is indeed a little poor.

Of course, the strength of the poor also depends on who you compare with, compared with the magic box that represents the strongest combat effectiveness on the earth, unless you pull the strongest retired special forces in Russia over, but just a few gangster thugs are obviously not good at all.

There's only one, and there's only one that's not quite the same.

Both Blackjack and Paul tackled their opponents smoothly and quickly, but Jackson was evenly matched and he couldn't get a three-move move and instead landed a punch.

Just as the sudden attack was about to open his mouth to scream, Brian stepped forward and kicked the thug in the leg from below, and then as the thug lost his balance, Jackson punched him hard in the temple and then in the throat.

As for the stone statue, against ordinary people, he can go up and pretend to be a master, but when he encounters a real master, no, even if it is just an ordinary thug, it is better for him to stand behind and watch.

Why can't the stone statue fight, but still have to act with Brian?

There are two reasons, one is that the stone statue is calm, and the other is that once you need to use a gun, then let the stone statue shoot.

"This one is more powerful."

"Yes, not bad."

Brian pointed to a door, tapped with his finger, and said, "That's it." ”

The statue finally pulled out his pistol, he didn't raise it, he just pointed at the ground diagonally, and Jackson gently turned the doorknob, then he nodded at Brian, curled his fingers, and made a gesture to start counting down.

The door was unlocked and could be opened, and when Jackson raised his third finger, he jerked the doorknob, and Paul flashed in empty-handed.

Followed by the stone statue, he rushed in with his gun in hand.

When Brian walked in, he found that there was none.

It was a large office, empty, and Brian pricked up his ears to listen, and then he heard a voice so small that it was almost impossible to discern.

Brian stretched out his hand in one direction, the stone statue raised his gun and stood guard behind him, and Paul and Blackjack quickly came to the door that Brian was pointing at.

Jackson gently unscrewed the door open again.

The door opened, and Brian paused in the doorway before stepping inside.

The room was set up like a torture chamber, two women were tied to a wooden frame in different positions, and a man shirtless with a black hood was smacking a woman on the back.

There was a crisp snap, and the woman who was beaten trembled suddenly, but she couldn't make any sound.

The woman saw Brian, and her eyes flashed with hope.

I don't know if it was Bashanov, but the man with the whip was so engrossed that he didn't realize that someone was coming behind him.

Brian suddenly whispered, "Bashanov." ”

The man with the whip turned sharply, his eyes looking extremely surprised, but Brian hit it with a hard knee.

It can be determined that this pervert is Bashanov, because when Brian called his name, his eyes had already betrayed his identity.

After hitting Bashanov with a knee, Brian took a step back.

The pain is so severe that it is possible to make a person unable to make a sound for a short time, but it doesn't matter how loud Bashanov screams, because the sound insulation here is so good.

Paul lifted Bashanov's mask and looked at it, then he nodded and said, "That's right, it's him." ”

With a look of disgust, Paul injected a needle into Bashanov, then looked at the two women who were still tied up, and said in a deep voice: "What should I do?" ”

If it was before, Brian would definitely not hesitate, but now, he still hesitated a little for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "Complete the task, send the target down first, and then decide what to do with the women here." ”

After saying that, Brian exhaled lightly and said, "Let the little egg decide." ”

Blackjack quickly glanced at the window, and then he said in a deep voice, "There are windows, not too high." ”

Brian glanced over, and then he whispered over the intercom, "Pick it up, pick it up from the window, on the C side, give you three minutes." ”

Beckoning, Brian said in a deep voice, "Send people down with a rope." ”

Brian they didn't take the rope, but no problem, Bashanov has rope here, and there are a lot of them.

The consciousness of the two women was clear, they had been looking at the busy few people with pleading eyes, and Paul finally couldn't take it anymore, he walked up to one of the women and reached out to untie the gagged belt from one of the women's faces.

"Help me! Please, help me! ”

The woman shouted, and Paul had to shut the woman's mouth again before saying in a deep voice, "I'll save you, soon, trust me." ”