"Bang~"

All the fuel burned and exploded, causing a roaring explosion, and the entire pier of more than 40 meters instantly turned into a sea of fire, like the most beautiful fireworks.

“Yes！” Christmas clenched his fists excitedly, put away the M8 flare gun that had been fired, and turned to give Barney a thumbs up to signal that everything was done.

"Wow, nice job, man." Barney gave a thumbs up gesture back, and his originally bad mood instantly turned into a burst of relief.

In this gambling adventure, the other party really didn't have the right empty weapon, and Barney became the big winner!

There was no danger to complete the attack, and Christmas drilled back to the cab along the passage, and Xingfeng also crawled out of the belly of the machine.

"Well done, guys." Barney threw out his fist and celebrated with the two of them, happily complimenting them again.

"What else do you need to say?" Christmas grinning, a little smug.

"I just shot and didn't see anything, two uncles, can you tell me how beautiful it is?"

Hearing Xingfeng's cold words, Barney and Christmas were stunned, and patted Xingfeng's shoulder comfortingly.

"Kid, you're on the right shot." Barney said.

"Well, I agree, the cannonballs you loaded are very powerful." Christmas nodded, looking very determined.

It was only two seconds after the words were finished, and the two of them, who couldn't pretend anymore, couldn't help laughing.

"......" Punishment !!

******

Two hours later, inside the castle of General Garza.

Monroe, who narrowly escaped but had a piece of hair burned off the back of his head and looked embarrassed despite some careful cleaning and dressing, opened a laptop and turned the screen to General Garza.

The image displayed inside is the picture of the official Barney, Christmas, and Xingfeng when they apply for visas!

"Why do professional killers come in with all the rage? Why were they able to escape with swagger after killing 41 people? ”

Monroe's tone and expression were calm, but they couldn't hide the gloom in the depths of his eyes, "There must be an inner ghost here in Villana, everything else is under my control, only your daughter, your daughter who wants her dad to finish up with her." ”

Speaking of this, Monroe sneered and stared at Garza, "It's a misfortune in your life that you have such a daughter!" ”

Hearing Monroe talk about his daughter, a slight change suddenly appeared on Garza's solemn and calm face, but he quickly suppressed it.

"However, you don't have to worry about our business." Monroe's expression changed, and he smiled confidently and proudly: "Your daughter, I have already sent someone to arrest it, I believe it won't be long before your ignorant daughter, I will let her shut up obediently." ”

The last two words, Monroe said very seriously, he had already made up his mind!

Realizing that her only loved one was in real danger, Garza's heart burned with rage.

But thinking that the current Vilana Island is no longer his alone Villana, he can only press it in his heart and say in the calmest tone possible: "We are Vellans...... Don't kill your own family. ”

"Huh!" Monroe scoffed, "Family? If you feel lonely alone, you can come to my house, I welcome you. ”

Garza looked at Monroe coldly, the bruises on his forehead jumped, he stopped talking, turned around and took the two red hat soldiers, and strode out the door.

In his heart, the thought that had been brewing for a long time was already irrepressible!

After General Garza left, Monroe looked at his henchman, Danpan, and raised his head.

"Phew~" Dan Pan whistled at Bright, another of Monroe's henchmen, by the door not far away.

Bright, who was leaning against the door with his hands folded, inserted the M1911 he was playing with into the holster under his ribs, and reached out and knocked on the mahogany door next to him.

"Squeak~" The door opened from the inside.

A strong man with a height of nearly 2 meters, holding a "Super Shorty shotgun" that looks like a pistol in his right hand, but is actually a "Super Shorty" that can only hold two small bullets, and a white wine jug in his left hand, staggered out while drinking.

This person is none other than him, and it is precisely because of the aftermath of the war that he has suppressed it with drug addiction and alcoholism, and his spirit has become abnormal Gunna-the original death squad sniper.

Monroe and his two henchmen all frowned when they saw him come out like this.

Unaware of this, Gunna staggered over to a statue of the Black Hawk, put down the bottle in his left hand, tapped the sculpture with his right shotgun, and said to Monroe, "This one, metal, is not bad." ”

Monroe didn't pay attention to him, and after walking to the sofa and sitting down, he looked at Bright with an impatient face and said, "I don't like to talk about business with a big man with a gun." ”

"He wouldn't hand over his gun." Bright rolled his lips with a helpless expression.

"I know what they're all about." Seeing that Monroe ignored him, Gunner broke a fierce message.

"How do you know?" Monroe was interested, and finally turned to look at Gunna.

"We've done it together."

Hearing Gunner's words, Monroe and his two henchmen glanced at each other, and all three of them showed some kind of smile.

"Why betray them?" Monroe asked curiously.

"It doesn't get along."

Gunnar didn't elaborate, and Monroe didn't ask much, but went straight to the point and said, "I'll give you a batch of men, and then give you another 50,000, and kill them." ”

"Fifty thousand? Are you kidding? Gunnar was immediately displeased, "I want 200,000, and you have to pay 100,000 first." ”

As if he had heard a big joke, Danpan said to Bright: "Two hundred thousand? Oh, who does he think he is? Esteban? ”

Esteban, 54 years old, 1.92 meters tall and weighing 102 kilograms, specializes in kickboxing, heavyweight weapons, the president of Spain's largest smuggling syndicate, and is also a killer on the "sofa" of the world rankings.

"I think this guy must be joking, just ...... him"

Bright looked at Gunner contemptuously, and before he finished speaking, Gunner, who seemed to be a clumsy and rotten drunkard, suddenly became extremely agile, and Bright didn't even have time to react, and received a backhand slap in the face.

By the time Bright was about to pull out his gun and fight back, a "super short shotgun" was already on his head.

"Wow, to be alive is a joke." Gunner spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm on Bright, "If you don't want me to blow your head like a watermelon, give me some respect and obediently shut my mouth." ”

Danpan, who had already picked up the pistol, aimed it at Gunna's head and threatened: "Old fellow, do you want to try the head flowering? ”

"Old fellow?" Gunner threw away the flask, pulled out the M1911 on Bright's chest, and turned sideways to Danpan: "Boy, do you want plastic surgery?" ”

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