Chapter 56: The Cunning Ulysses

Ulysses is just an arms dealer, and his greatest ability is his connections and intelligence between countries, and he is very qualified to be a broker, but when it comes to fighting, it is commonplace.

Resisting and escaping once, Ulysses paid the price of a finger.

After Jordani beckoned for the second time, Ulysses didn't make too many moves in anger, but came to Jordan with a curse.

"You're also a Black Ops member of the Air Mobility Division?"

Ulysses was a very fierce man, with a scruffy beard, and he looked wild, but when he looked at Jordani, the other party looked confused and suspicious.

"Air Maneuver Division? Black Ops? What do you mean? ā€

Jordani looked confused, completely unaware of what Ulysses was talking about.

In fact, Jordani could guess that Ulysses must have been attacking the Roma camp in another place, but the air mobility department or something, Jordani really hadn't heard of it.

Ulysses also noticed that Jordani was special and said, "You're not British? So who are you? ā€

"Do I look old-fashioned?" Jordani pursed his lips and continued, "Whoever I am, you need to come with me. ā€

Ulysses looked cooperative, and was pushed into a car by Jordani and rushed towards the periphery on a rampage.

At this time, the east side of the Roma camp had almost been emptied by Jordan.

The vast majority of the fighters in the Roma battalion had already concentrated on the western flank, and most of the remaining people were ordinary people with guns and vigilant self-defense.

For these ordinary people, Jordani didn't attack each other, and the other party didn't rush to kill.

It's just that a large number of battle traces that have been overturned along the road are still there, and I don't know how many corpses are lying down, showing the fierce battle that Jordani encountered when he killed all the way.

Ulysses looked at the trail and learned more about Jordani's fight.

After a moment of silence, Ulysses looked at Jordani and said, "Who are you?" ā€

Jordani said expressionlessly, "CIA! ā€

Ulysses sneered and said, "The CIA is a bunch of girls, they will never learn what is called a man's battle, you are not a CIA person!" ā€

The CIA is good at infiltration, assassination, and intelligence acquisition, and this kind of high-level combat is indeed not the style of the CIA.

Jordan pouted indifferently, and after driving to a relatively less crowded place, he pulled Ulysses out of the car, ripped off the burden on his body, and pulled out a few pieces of clothing from the car, wrapped them around his body, and soon became the image of a living gypsy tramp.

On the western side of the Roma battalion, there were people who took the blame and fought with the main forces of the Roma battalion.

Jordani naturally didn't need to be so high-profile at this time, taking advantage of the chaos, with his familiarity with the Roma camp, he was naturally able to easily get out of the Roma camp.

Look at Jordani's fluent Russian and the familiar Roma habits.

When Ulysses was dragged by Jordani to act, the ferocity in his eyes became more and more fierce, and he suddenly spoke: "You are Jordani Jovovich, I have seen your picture on the wall of glory of the Supreme Council of Camp Roma. ā€

ā€œF.. K, you're a killer, and a killer who walked out of the Roma camp, do you know what you're doing? ā€

Ulysses kept yelling.

Jordan's footsteps paused slightly, glanced at Ulysses, and suddenly said, "Fort Strager, someone told me that you have a way to enter Fort Strager." ā€

Ulysses was stunned for a moment, then said angrily, "You didn't come here for the Shadow Bomb?" ā€

"You think I'm Baron Strager's man? F.. k态F.. k态F.. K, which bastard is hurting me? ā€

"Boy, you've messed with the wrong person, you don't know what you're messing with!"

Ulysses scolded, and although Jordan had already noticed that the little girl was setting himself along, he still felt a deep sense of unhappiness in his heart after hearing Ulysses's roar.

Bang!

Without warning, a bullet burst out of Jordan's muzzle, breaking the index finger of Ulysses' other hand in a thrilling way, with a slight arc.

I feel unhappy, and I always have to vent it.

Sever's little girl can't afford to mess with her, and she won't come forward anymore, so it's just you, brother Ulysses, I'm sorry.

"It doesn't matter who I mess with, the point is that you'd better not mess with me."

ā€œF.. k! You're insane! ā€

Ulysses' other index finger was suddenly broken, and he was stunned for a moment, then roared with panic and anger on his face.

And in all these emotions, there is only no pain.

Jordani glanced thoughtfully at Ulysses' right hand, stiff, stiff, but bloodless, a prosthetic hand.

But if it was just a fake hand, there was no reason for an arms dealer like Ulysses, who didn't even care about his own life, to be so angry.

The muzzle of the gun in Jordany's hand silently pressed against Ulysses's waist and said, "Maybe you should explain to me, what is hidden in this prosthetic hand?" ā€

Ulysses' expression froze, then he calmed down from his rage and looked at Jordani fiercely.

"Tough guy?" Jordani pursed his lips, the gun in his hand slipped down, and pressed against Ulysses's ass, and said, "This tough guy, I'll give you another chance to explain, otherwise, you'll need to press a fake ass." ā€

Ulysses shuddered, and in a fit of utter grievance and anger, he chose to give in.

Stretching out his right hand, Ulysses twisted his left hand, and the prosthetic hand was removed, revealing a strange mechanism that looked like the muzzle of a black technology.

Ulysses quietly put his prosthetic hand in his pocket, stretched out his right hand, and said, "This is my last defense strategy, a miniature sonic cannon." ā€

Jordani casually removed a small piece of the odd battery from Ulysses' arm.

Without the energy source, Ulysses' sonic cannon quickly emitted a faint humming sound, and then completely stopped moving.

Immediately afterward, Jordan hooked his finger at Ulysses again.

Ulysses looked annoyed and angry, and said, "F.. K, all my secrets have been told to you, what more do you want? ā€

Jordani didn't say a word, and the firearm against the Ulysses chrysanthemum pulled the safety, making a slight "kata" sound, and the threat was self-evident.

Ulysses's complexion changed several times, and the whole person was obviously trembling with anger.

Eventually, Ulysses took out his prosthetic hand and said, "There's a miniature tracker in here, and the electronic chip I need to trade this time." ā€

Jordan took the prosthetic hand and smashed it hard, and sure enough, he found a flickering iridescent locator and an electronic chip the size of his thumb.

Directly putting away the electronic chip, Jordani crushed the locator and said, "How long is there?" ā€

Ulysses showed a hideous smile and said, "From the moment I twist and remove the prosthetic hand, the signal will be sent out within three seconds, and my human hand will receive the signal within ten seconds, as for the time, hehe, you have no time!" ā€

With Ulysses' last words, in the direction of the death training camp, a heavily armed convoy, with the roar and roar of motors, appeared in Jordani's sight.