San Francisco, Private S Clubhouse.

California's top rich club, here for all the rich, very private, many large negotiations between groups are carried out here, but to charge 1‰ handling fee, of course, can be admired, naturally there is a reason for him.

In an intimate space, with the lights turned off, only the blue light reflected from the TV shone on the faces of the people sitting on the sofa. Hench squinted, a sense of relief, and on the TV was a forbidden film, the kind of mournful cry that made people's blood boil, and if you looked closely, there was a famous girl lying on the ground, with her mouth open and her eyes wandering.

Suddenly, there was a long moan on the TV, which seemed to scare Adolphus, and he suddenly opened his eyes, his face flushed.

This... So fast?!

The girl felt the heat on her face and was stunned for a while.

It's only been two minutes since the start, right?

Adolf. Hench seemed to feel the strangeness in the girl's eyes, raised his foot and kicked the latter's head hard, one was in pain, and just wanted to stand up, he saw the other party take out a pistol from under the ass and aim it at her, which instantly frightened the girl almost incontinent and was full of horror.

"Bang bang bang!"

Five shots in a row, the bullet pierced the TV, and after a burst of sparks flashed on the screen, it stopped abruptly, and a cloud of sparks appeared, and the bullet almost flew past the girl's scalp, so frightened that she hugged her legs and screamed.

The bodyguards outside heard the movement inside, and rushed in, including his henchman Clauber, when he saw the TV, his pupils shrank, obviously the boss was in a bad mood.

"Pull her out!" Clauber urged the bodyguards beside him. Two black men carried the girl to the door left and right, almost with a drag, and the guy's legs were scared and weak.

Adolf. Hench was still sitting on the sofa, his hands on his sides, his eyes staring at the TV with a black screen, this atmosphere was depressing, Crowber wiped the sweat on his forehead, his eyes were slightly fluttering, swallowed his saliva, and shouted softly, "Boss..."

"He's not dead?" Adolphus spoke, flatly, but Crowber felt the anger in his tone.

He knew the "wizard" too well, the more angry he was, the calmer he became, and he also knew that it was not a whim that wanted to kill Bailit, but that the two had a dirty relationship with each other. Hench wanted to do business in Chicago and planned to cooperate with the supermarket, but Belite refused, he didn't want to put the murderous things into the department store, and resisted with the Chicago Alliance, which made Adolph lose at least $30 million in upfront funds, and he was almost angry that he was going to use a submachine gun to break the other party, or someone in the middle coordinated, so it was suppressed, but this time Batley was just running for HWP, running to ATF headquarters three times a week, which finally angered him.

Directly find someone and want to kill each other, but who knows, they didn't die!

It's like a fish bone stuck in the neck, which is quite uncomfortable.

"He's admitted to Northwestern Memorial Hospital, but I've already paid off a doctor who says Pellet's injuries are dangerous..."

"I don't want to hear about it! I want him to be sure he's dead. Adolph turned his head suddenly, and the light outside the door shone on half of his side face through a slit, which looked gloomy, and rudely interrupted Clauber's speech, holding a pistol, which was thrown randomly, which scared Clauber almost impotent, for fear that the shot would go off, this kind of probability event has not happened, and there are a lot of Adolphe, Clauber is already his third secretary.

Clauber nodded hurriedly, raised his hand, and panicked, "I'm going to call someone to Chicago!" ”

"Don't let me down again, I don't like to hear bad news, or else, you can go with Melchior!" Adolfo didn't have any emotion in his eyes, as if he was just telling a fact, Crow didn't tremble, he was quite frightened, then Melchior was Adolf's henchman, because when he opened up the African market, something went wrong, and then he was sent to the Venezuelan swamp Amazon basin to feed the forest worms!

This way of dying makes people feel sick and sick to their stomachs.

He uses such hegemonic means to control the so-called "elites" under his hands! ”

It's not that no one has resisted, but even the FBI sometimes chooses to turn a blind eye, and everyone understands that this guy serves the hegemon of this world to a certain extent.

"Ming... Got it! Crowber shuddered and was about to go out with his bodyguards, when he heard Adolphus say, "Call me three Asian girls in!" I felt it move. ”

……

He Ping sat on a Hummer off-road vehicle, bored and smoking, his eyes swept casually outside the check-in building, suddenly lit up, pressed the horn, and just passed in front of him a blonde girl who was wearing revealing clothes and sunglasses, startled, turned his head, and gave He Ping a middle finger angrily.

"Hey! Ma'am, do you need a ride? ”

"Go for a ride with your mother, idiot!" The blonde lifted her foot and kicked the front of the Humvee, ran away, and after running away, she made a grimace, and the employee sitting in He Ping's co-pilot couldn't help but smile, and his face turned red.

"What's so funny about this..."

"Hahaha, boss, you're so cowardly, if I were you, I'd rush out and press her on the hood to her!" The employee spoke very awesomely, and he rolled up his sleeves as if he was going to fight.

He Ping rolled his eyes, "I'm not an exhibitionist, don't take me with you if you want to go to jail." ”

The employee smiled and licked his tongue towards the place where the girl left, this girl is really energetic, next time after the salary is paid, you must try the American Yanmar, just when he was thinking nonsense, He Ping saw a team of more than a dozen men in formal suits, sunglasses, all of whom were above 180 tall, coming out of the check-in building.

It's so cool that it attracts a lot of people's eyes.

"Is that them?" He Ping pushed down the employee and pointed to the gang and asked, who looked over and nodded wildly, "Yes, I remember, the leader has to be Felix, nicknamed "Thor". Convaree, a Spaniard, fought with him when I was in Baghdad. ”

"Fuck, it's like a catwalk." He Ping muttered a few words, but still pushed open the door and walked down, ripped off his clothes, and walked over, while five employees from several Humvees behind him followed him.

The two groups of people touched each other directly, and both sides looked at each other.

"Hello, my name is He Ping, and the boss asked me to pick you up." He Ping stretched out his hand and said with a smile.

"Felix. Kanghuali, you can call me "Thor". The other party also stretched out his hand to shake it, his face solemn, a little unsmiling. He looked at his watch, "I want to go and see the object of protection first, and find out about the situation on the scene." ”

"In such a hurry?" He Ping was a little confused.

Felix raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Your duty is to attack, and we have to defend and not fail, my mentor told me that we only have success and death..."

He Ping was a little depressed, should he be so rigid?

However, since it was requested by the other party, he could only agree, beckoning everyone to get into the car, and Yu Guang saw several people in Felix's team holding metal suitcases, his expression moved, and he lowered his voice, "You brought weapons?" ”

"Of course, we have a legitimate license to carry a gun, and Armed God is a legal security company, so we can."

"Sleep... it! He Ping found that he seemed to be underestimating the real strength of HWP.

The group got into the car, and four or five Humvees roared towards the Northwest Memorial Hospital.

…… 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~