Italy, Lazio.

It's a city on the coastline of western Italy, full of that sun-sand bikini romance. Of course, it's also a popular place for Italian football, with its idyllic and exciting atmosphere.

Nearly 300 gang members gathered at 12 o'clock in front of an abandoned factory in the north of the city, where they changed out of their denim clothes and put on loose tracksuits. Long Xiaoqi wore a camouflage and sat in the car, which was different from everyone's clothes, giving people the feeling of standing out from the crowd.

"The reason why I sat in the car and talked to you last night was because I didn't want to show my face, and I had to make the mafia Zach misjudge that smashing the scene was just Monica's petty nature." Long Xiaoqi patted Ah Sheng's shoulder and smiled: "I said that I wanted to take you to do big things, so I will definitely take you to do it." But I just don't know if you have enough seeds, and you dare to do it. ”

Ah Sheng smiled, he didn't dare to do anything yet.

"Uncle, are you going to kidnap or what are you doing?" Ah Sheng lit a cigarette for Long Xiaoqi and said with a smile: "This is a good place, suitable for handling some things." ”

"Kidnapping? I've been tired of it for a long time, and now I'll open your eyes, otherwise I'll always say I'm bragging. Long Xiaoqi waved his hand and got out of the car and said with a smile: "You guys do everything, just don't brag." ”

Ah Sheng, who was following behind, rolled his eyes, he believed that Long Xiaoqi couldn't do anything, he just bragged. It blew for hours last night, and it was really out of the blue, and it almost blew into the universe.

Long Xiaoqi didn't bother to take care of Ah Sheng, put his hands in his pockets, and shook towards the gate of the factory with a cigarette in his mouth. When he walked into the door and came to the door of the factory, Ah Sheng's hand slowly reached into his clothes, and his face showed extreme vigilance.

He smelled a special dangerous aura, very strong, much more dangerous than his life-and-death fight with the Muay Thai king back then.

Five or six heavily armed professional soldiers quietly showed their heads and locked their rifles on Ah Sheng's head.

Locked, Ah Sheng immediately pulled his hands out of his clothes, and simply raised his hands incomparably, indicating that he had no weapons in his hands. Not only him, but the dozen or so people who came with him all raised their hands because they realized how dangerous it really was.

Such double saffron sticks, as well as gold medal fighters, have not experienced the brutal life of professional soldiers, but their perception of danger is not bad at all. When you see these heavily armed professional soldiers, you immediately realize the gap between them.

They fought hard, at most with AKs, but these professional soldiers were armed to the teeth. The gun on the upper end of the hand is also a military stop gun, and is equipped with a laser sight and a grenade launcher.

And the most taboo thing for Ah Sheng and these people is the eyes of these professional soldiers, cold and bloodthirsty, which makes people want to vomit - because the smell of blood on their bodies is too strong.

"My own family." Long Xiaoqi shouted.

As he spoke, the professional soldiers lowered their guns, but their eyes were still fixed on Ah Sheng and the others.

At this time, Ah Sheng also keenly felt a burst of relaxation in his brain and chest, and when he subconsciously looked up to the north, his eyes were suddenly shocked: Sniper!

The sniper deliberately let him see it, even saying that he flashed an evil smile at him when he re-lurked back.

"Laughing at your sister?" Long Xiaoqi scolded: "Who is that one above?" Lao Tzu will smoke you to death! ”

Ah Sheng was stunned for a moment, he was furious with the sniper's laughing scalp, but his uncle even scolded?!

"Whoa!"

The iron door opened, and the thorn bird came out, showing a smile at Long Xiaoqi. But this smile was only Chong Long Xiaoqi's, and it disappeared when his gaze moved to Ah Sheng's face.

No way......

Ah Sheng just glanced at the thorn bird and immediately looked away.

He could clearly feel the furious power in this man's body, if that Muay Thai champion was the biggest opponent he had ever faced in his life, then the man in front of him was a volcano that could erupt at any moment.

It's not something that can be fought against by manpower, and if you're not careful, you'll have to be swallowed by this volcano.

Cold sweat flowed down Ah Sheng's back, and he gritted his teeth fiercely, feeling that he couldn't be so cowardly, so he struggled to raise his head and look at the thorn bird. Unfortunately, when he raised his head, the thorn bird no longer looked at him, and looked at his uncle with a smile again.

"Boss, all the equipment is in place." The thorn bird Chong Long Xiaoqi said: "All the equipment is also equipped according to the general's wishes, she said that you like big scenes." ”

Long Xiaoqi nodded, the equipment here must be fine, and the firepower must be sufficient.

"How's it going over there in Africa? How's it going to be at the Hunter School, and God Armed? Long Xiaoqi asked.

"For the time being, you will still be the headmaster of the Hunter School, and we will take turns to be the instructors there. Oh, by the way, I'm usually in charge of the Hunter School. As for the arms of God...... Hemingway was in charge for the time being, and he was also here. ”

"Him?" Long Xiaoqi smiled.

"Boss." Hemingway came out of it with a smile on his face.

He hadn't seen Long Xiaoqi for a long time, but now he saw it again, his eyes were full of excitement. Seriously, he and Long Xiaoqi have different lineups, so there are always a series of confrontations.

Hemingway misses the time at Hunter's School very much, and it was probably the coolest time of his life.

This is another tough professional soldier, and he is called the head of his uncle?!

Ah Sheng's eyes were full of disbelief, and he felt like he was dreaming. How can a person like my uncle who brags and doesn't bring a draft be called the boss by these ruthless characters? Dreaming, am I dreaming?!

However, at this time, Long Xiaoqi had already ignored him, and it could be said that he would have no chance to listen to Long Xiaoqi brag in the future.

Long Xiaoqi stared at Hemingway and smiled, then got up and kicked the other party's chest.

"Bang!"

Hemingway's body was kicked upside down and flew out, lying heavily on the ground, letting out a muffled grunt of pain.

"Uncle Cao, now Baba is running over and calling me the head?" Long Xiaoqi walked over, stepped on Hemingway's neck and scolded: "When God was arming ****, did you say anything?" That is, Lao Tzu's life is harder, otherwise I am afraid that I will really never see you again, and I won't hear you call me the head. ”

"Boss...... Although I ......"

"Hehe, though what are you?" Long Xiaoqi licked his lips and sneered: "Hemingway, Lao Tzu read our brothers in the hunter school, and it will be difficult for you not to be here today." You, armed with God, fuck off for me, get out of here, get back to your SEALs. If we see each other again, then we don't know each other, and you die! ”

"Boss ......"

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