Standing outside the villa, Shiebel bent over and coughed violently, tears streaming down his face, and his face was as black and white as a little cat.

"What the hell are you trying to do, you madman?" Shiebel yelled at me as he coughed.

"Now it looks like you have escaped from the flames of war, so that those high-ranking mafia leaders can believe that you have been attacked, and the acting must be realistic." I patted her on the back and smiled.

Just then, a car stopped at the gate of the manor, and the ninja and the monkey jumped out of it, opened the trunk and brought out a corpse that had been shot to death, about the size of Wilson, and the two of them quickly carried the body in front of me, and then nodded at me.

I took out Wilson's gold watch and the badge of the godfather of the mafia from my pocket, the gold watch was worn on the wrist of the corpse, and the medal was hung around the neck, and after all this, the ninja and the monkey lifted him up and threw him into the fire, and the corpse was soon surrounded by flames, and the smell of burnt corpses came from the air.

"What are you doing here?" Shiebel didn't react for a while, stood aside and looked curiously, and couldn't help but ask.

"Burn your dad!" I didn't look back.

"Fart, burn your dad!" Shiebel kicked me in the ass and yelled.

Only then did I realize that it was a little rude to speak, and said with a smile: "From now on, this person is your father, who was killed by a bullet in the attack, and you were rescued from the fire by me!" Remember? ”

How clever Shibel was, he immediately understood the whole process as soon as he heard me, looked at the corpse that was burning inside, and asked worriedly, "Is this okay?" ”

"You're Wilson's daughter, you can do it!" As long as she says that her father is dead, most of the mafia will not suspect it, and the remaining small half of the ill-intentioned people wish Wilson would hang up sooner.

"Assassin, do you want this thing?" The monkey pulled a burger out of his pocket.

"Of course, Shibel needs this the most!" I took the hamburger and handed it to Shiebel and said, "Eat her." ”

"When is it, you still want to eat, I don't want it!" Shiebel glared at me angrily, disgusted by my hands that had just touched the corpse.

"Less nonsense, let you eat it!" I grabbed her chin and shoved the burger into her mouth.

"Woo!" Shiebel was gagged by the burger and whimpered twice, then bit off the burger and pointed at me, "I tell you Assassin, if you bully me like this again, I will turn against you." ”

I didn't bother to talk to her, turned my head to look at the monkey and said, "Is everyone on board?" ”

"Rest assured, everyone is safe, the police are already on the way, let's withdraw first, and call anytime if we need help." The monkey made a phone call gesture and patted the ninja on the shoulder.

"Be careful!" The ninja didn't have any extra nonsense, left two words, turned around and ran out of the gate with the monkey, jumped into the car and quickly left the manor.

"Ahh Before I could turn around, Shiebel on the side suddenly screamed and startled me, and then his face changed, and he froze in place while chewing the hamburger in his mouth, and after a while, he suddenly jumped up and cried, tears and snot flowed down, and he covered his face with his hands and stomped his feet.

I stood next to me with my shoulders crossed and laughed, "It's sad enough to cry now." ”

"You...... You bastard, what did you put in a burger? Ah......h

"Nothing, just two tubes of mustard." I spread my hands out.

"You're a bastard......." Shiebel grabbed my arm and cried.

At this moment, the police lights flashed on the highway in the distance, and countless cars lined up from various intersections, including the police, and the important figures of the mafia families who received the news.

"They're here, it's up to you whether they can perform this play well." I pulled Sheebel to her side and whispered in her ear.

"Don't you need to be disguised?" Shiebel lifted his tear-stained face and reached out and pinched my face.

"Oh, I don't think that's necessary!" I sneered and turned my head to look at the traffic that kept converging in this direction, our Caesar mercenaries are not the target of the mastermind, his purpose is Wilson Cretas, as long as he dies, the goal will be achieved, as for our life and death, the person behind the scenes doesn't care at all.

As for my appearance, it may arouse his suspicions, but it is impossible to stop his plan, and he has painstakingly planned such a big conspiracy, which will never be terminated because I am a mercenary, and when I get the position of the godfather of the mafia, I can find a reason to kill me and Shibel.

Soon countless policemen and men in black rushed into the manor, Shibel fell to her knees and cried, I knelt beside her and hugged her tightly, she struggled like crazy, screaming for her father, and kept trying to rush into the fire.

Soon a large group of men in black came and surrounded us, standing respectfully beside us one by one, not daring to say a word.

"What are you doing standing here, my father is still inside, go and get him out." Sheebel cried hoarsely, almost fainting with excitement.

I couldn't stop laughing at her performance, genius, even I believed in this play, the key is that my mustard is too powerful, tears keep pouring out like a flood, and I feel choked when I take a breath.

A large group of black-clothed people were shocked when they heard that the godfather was still inside, and hurriedly beckoned the others, and took off their suits and prepared to break in, but the fire was too big, the smoke was billowing out, and it was about to be scorched more than ten meters away, so it was impossible to come forward.

The shark went inside and fired two incendiary bombs, and the decoration of the villa was all wooden, so once the fire started, it became more and more intense.

The news that Wilson was still in the villa soon spread throughout the scene, and in an instant there was chaos, everyone went crazy, screaming and screaming, and people kept rushing here in the distance, the firefighters soon arrived, and several patriarchs of the mafia and the heads of big families arrived one after another, and I looked at it, and in less than an hour, at least a thousand people gathered around the manor, except for the police, all of them were mafia members in black suits.

An old man with gray hair came to Shibel surrounded by more than a dozen people, looked at the fire burning in front of him with his hands behind his back, and slowly turned around, his face was grim, full of anger, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes clearly appeared.

"Shibel, is your father really still in there?" The old man shouted in a deep voice.

Shiebel leaned weakly on my shoulder, haggard and loveless, and nodded mechanically when he heard the old man's question.

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