Outside the carriage, the knocker was stunned.

His train of thought was completely disrupted by Jason.

Obviously there, why don't you say it's not, I investigated it clearly.

And just as he was still thinking, the door of the public carriage was pushed open.

This one saw Jason.

In the same way, Jason saw each other.

Dressed in a khaki green tweed army coat, without a military hat, with a white face and a round chin, there is no military experience and wind and frost at all, but a little sleek appearance, and not far from the other party, a car stopped at the corner of the street, and several soldiers who walked down temporarily blocked the entire street.

Syllable!

The other side gave Jason a military salute.

"Colonel Jason, good morning."

"It's nice that we meet again."

The other party said this.

Captain?

Jason frowned.

As far back as he remembers, his rank should have been that of captain when he was discharged.

And, in his memory, there was no other side.

Looking at Jason's frowning appearance, he immediately explained: "This is an order from the top of the military department, in view of your outstanding merits, you have been promoted to honorary colonel, and at the same time, your discharge pay has been repaid, and you can choose a residence worth no more than 20,000 yuan in Xinde City, it will always be yours." ”

"Maybe you don't remember me."

"I'm Major, Ewood."

The other party said, reintroduced again, and then, stretched out his hand, about to shake hands with Jason.

But Jason completely ignored the other party and just stared at each other coldly.

The sharp breath of a knife mixed with the breath of a 'predator' released a slight hint.

As with the previous 'no' answer, the gaze here is also a conversation technique.

This is what Jason learned from some bastards in The City That Never Sleeps.

It's not 100% effective, but most of the time, it's good, especially with a hint of Jason's unique aura, which makes the effect even more pronounced.

In fact, Ewood, who was stared at by Jason's cold gaze, began to sweat on his forehead in the next moment, on the street in this cold winter.

He first withdrew his hand at a loss, and then, when he felt Jason's gaze fall on his hairline, the major couldn't help but say: "Colonel Jason, I just do what I do, I don't know more things, if you want to ask, you should go to the veterans' station or send an application directly to the military department, I think your letter should be read by the generals." ”

As he spoke, the other party prepared to leave with a slightly embarrassed and worried smile.

"Wait."

Jason spoke.

"What else do you command?"

Ewood immediately turned around.

"My compensation."

"And my house is going to be near Pea Point Street."

"It's best to stay close to the 'Watch Dogs Pastry House.'"

Jason said.

"Understood, understood."

Ewood replied with a bowed bow.

Then, he took out a thick brown paper bag from inside his coat and placed it directly in front of Jason.

"Then I'll leave first."

"If you need anything, you can come to me."

"I'm at the veterans' site, you know."

After saying that, the other party turned around and ran backwards.

Ewood didn't want to stay for a moment.

Although he knew that this was not an easy task when he received the mission, when facing Jason, he once again found that he had underestimated the difficulty of this mission.

The sharpness is no different from a knife on your neck.

And that terrifying aura made him think that he was facing some kind of fierce beast, as if he was going to be eaten at any time.

Terrible man!

No wonder those bigwigs in the military department changed their minds!

However, no one wants me to be cannon fodder!

I'm calling in sick right now!

I'll leave Xindecheng tomorrow!

Then, go to the countryside and find a girl to marry and retire!

I'm never coming back!

Having made up his mind, Ewood walked faster.

The carriage started again.

With Ewood's departure, the coachman who had just been controlled came back again, and the other party was a little frightened, but he was calm on the whole, and after asking Jason in a more and more respectful tone, he controlled the public carriage to drive more and more smoothly on the streets of New Tak City.

"That guy was a major just now?"

The female pastry chef asked a little confused.

She hadn't seen many soldiers, but none of them had been like the major she had just seen.

It's exactly like some treacherous suppliers she's been in contact with before, and there's no sense of a military at all.

"It should be."

"I don't quite remember."

Jason said, opening the brown paper bag.

Immediately, a large stack of large banknotes fell into view.

After carefully counting, there are as many as 3,000 pieces.

"That's generous."

Jason said.

There was no fluctuation in the voice, and the tone was even more flat.

Jason knew very well why the other party was so generous.

Because, he killed the 'Phantom Thorn'!

Kill the official members of the 'Ghost Squad'!

It shows the value of self!

Other than that, Jason couldn't think of a single reason for the Silver Federation to do that.

Soon, the female pastry chef also thought of this.

But there was one thing she was just as confused.

"Where did the news of the 'Silver Federation' come from?"

"The Pruss family should block the news."

The female pastry chef asked.

She had only just known what was going on through Jason, and she didn't believe that the upper echelons of the 'Silver Federation' would know faster than she knew, after all, New Virtue City was not completely in the hands of the 'Silver Federation'.

Unless......

"It was revealed by the Pruss family?!"

The female pastry chef reacted.

She turned to look at Jason, looking for an answer.

"Hmm."

"The Pruss need a chance to get higher morale."

"In the same way, they are trying to provoke the 'Ghost Squad' and make them completely exposed."

Jason replied in the affirmative.

"You think it's useless?"

The female pastry chef keenly captured the message in Jason's words.

"The answer is yes."

"The Ghost Squad knows where their strengths lie."

"They are the most powerful only when they are hidden."

"If they are exposed, they know what is going to happen to them."

"So, they'll continue to play to their strengths and then ......"

Rumble!

Jason's words weren't finished when he was interrupted by an explosion.

The explosion was so powerful that the ground felt a tremor.

"Stop!"

Jason shouted, grabbed the brown paper bag and jumped out of the carriage.

The female pastry chef was a little slower.

The car that Jason had seen parked on the corner was now only wreckage, and there were charred bones inside, no doubt the soldier and the major Ewood.

"Call the police."

Jason shouted at the female pastry chef.

The latter immediately rushed to the phone booth on the side of the street, which was still intact.

Jason glanced around, his nose twitching.

There is nothing unusual about the smell.

Or rather, the smell of sulfur and burnt.

There's no way to start here.

But Jason didn't give up.

His brain was spinning rapidly.

The bomb had just been installed.

The man who planted the bomb certainly didn't go too far.

Any kind of running is strange and eye-catching at such a time.

Therefore, the other side needs a position that can not only hide themselves, but also avoid the impact of the explosion.

It's better to be close enough!

A place where you can jump into it with a single dodge!

Almost as soon as the thought came to him, Jason's eyes locked on a house across the street.

The windows had long since been shattered in the explosion.

But the main body is quite complete.

Very much in line with his previous judgment.

What's more...... After such an explosion, there was no sound inside!

Look around the room that is full of noisy and panicked sounds.

It's a little too quiet here.

Maybe it's hard for others to tell.

But for Jason, who has a good perception, as long as he has a little discrimination, he can find the clue.

There was only the sound of one person breathing!

From heavy to peaceful, it's just a matter of seconds!

Apparently with special training!

Jason narrowed his eyes and walked towards the house.

The shotgun he had acquired earlier appeared in his hand, and the muzzle of his gun was pointed at the door.

One-step.

Two steps.

Click!

A subtle voice reached Jason's ears.

It was the sound of a revolver pulling a hammer.

Jason was all too familiar, he had heard it more than once.

Without thinking about it, Jason rolled to the side and pulled the trigger of the shotgun in his hand at the same time.

Bang!

Bang!

In no particular order, both guns fired at the same time.

The opponent's bullet missed.

Jason's bullet hit.

It's not because of how high Jason's shooting water is on, but when the shotgun is at close range, the projectiles fired in pieces are so dense that the opponent has no way to dodge.

Of course, the other party would never think that anyone would hide a weapon like a shotgun under a trench coat.

Hum!

A muffled grunt mixed with pain allowed Jason to capture the other man's position more accurately, and the shotgun snapped repeatedly.

Bang!

Click, click!

Bang!

Click, click!

Unlike the Winchester brothers' leveraged loading, the shotgun in front of you only needs a gentle push and pull to complete the loading and throwing of the cartridge case, although it is slightly less powerful, but the speed is much faster, and more importantly, there are more bullets.

Seven shotguns smashed the walls of the house in front of him into a sieve.

The dense bullet holes make people shudder to look at.

The other party's breath is still there.

Moreover, it is relatively stable.

Undoubtedly, the previous shot only suppressed and bruised the opponent, and did not give the opponent real fatal damage.

But in the face of the suppression of firepower, the other side is waiting.

Wait for him to play.

Or the moment you enter the room.

So, Jason kept a shotgun.

At the same time, he pulled out a grenade.

He remembered the griffin marksmanship very well.

Pull the ring, throw out.

Stand back, aim.

As the figure burst out of the room, Jason raised his gun and hit.

Bang!

The figure shuddered and fell in midair.

It's like a bird that has been shot.

However, the opponent did not give up the counterattack, and the opponent who fell to the ground raised the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger towards the location where the gun rang out.

Bang!

After a shot, it was just the sound of a bullet hitting the ground next to it.

Then, the other party was greeted by a butt of Jason's gun.

The butt of the shotgun slammed into the opponent's face, then the back of the neck.

Bang, bang!

After two times, the other party passed out.

At this time, the vehicle in which Edward and Little Bancy were riding appeared belatedly at the entrance of the street.

Jason grabbed the unconscious captive.

Rumble!

The explosion of the grenade sounded behind him.

The flames rolled up, and Jason didn't look back, he took the prisoner and strode straight towards Edward and Little Bancy.