Smith left alone, and although they had known each other for a short time, Russell recognized him as a pure man. Reaching out to a baby who is not related by blood, going to the trouble for the woman you love, you can't ask this man to do better.

In response to Smith's request, Russell swore in his heart that no matter what, he would return Quintana and the baby to each other intact.

Russell drove around the city, filling up his car with gas and then going to the supermarket to buy some baby essentials. Smith, a poor man, didn't even have the money to buy diapers for the baby, and even his weapons and ammunition were all obtained from picking up corpses.

Is this poor ghost really a killer?

"Where are we going next?" Quintana was a little uneasy, thinking about Smith.

Russell comforted: "You can do anything, if you are tired, just sleep first, maybe when you wake up, Smith will come back." ”

"But we're so aimless, can Smith find us?" Quintana changed the baby's diaper, picked it up and kissed it.

"Of course, he's a professional after all......" Russell paused as he spoke, thinking about the unreliable cross, and choked up for a moment.

Quintana noticed Russell's pause and questioned a little, "Are you sure?" ”

Russell shrugged: "Tease you, I left him a phone number before, and he will call me." ”

……

The situation on Smith's side was not very good, and the seriousness of the situation was beyond his expectations.

After separating from Russell, he was soon hunted down by the Hanmosen Arms Company, and the short leader was extremely obsessed with him, repeatedly breaking the sand and swearing not to give up until he was killed with his own hands.

The gang caused Smith a lot of trouble, but it was only trouble, and he managed to get rid of the gang and contact Councillor Rutledge.

The councillor agreed to meet with Smith on the plane, the councillor was not in a very good condition, he was seriously ill and about to burp, and the baby in Smith's hand was his only lifeline.

If this is the end of the matter, then there will be nothing to do with Smith, and everyone will be happy to hand over the baby to the councillors.

It's a pity that Congressman Rutledge is a politician and is ahead of all Democratic candidates in the presidential race, and this kind of person would bet his bright future on Smith?

The answer, of course, is impossible!

Congressman Rutledge believed in his own political skills even more, and after learning that the safe house had been destroyed and all the surrogate mothers had died, he immediately contacted the majority shareholder of the Hanmosen Arms Company to discuss a settlement. As long as he can retrieve the surviving baby and support him to become president, he will use his power to give some convenience to the Hanmosen Arms Company.

For example, by relaxing the restrictions on gun control, people can buy submachine guns for hunting!

As for his own gun ban bill, as well as the promises he made to the people during his lecture tour, they are not worth mentioning in the face of power and survival, and they are all forgotten.

Of course, the speech still has to be a speech, whether it is to call for a gun ban or to call for a gun ban, otherwise how to get votes?

Congressman Rutledge never paid attention to Smith, and considered him a little lucky, and perhaps a little clever, to have the C.I.A. trick Smith into the plane.

The hapless Smith met the majority shareholder of the Hanmosen Arms Company on the plane, and the stubborn short leader, Smith struck first, took the councillor hostage, and successfully retreated to the belly of the plane.

"It's useless, this is 7,000 meters in the air, there are more than a dozen bodyguards outside, you have nowhere to escape!" Congressman Rutledge was tied to the door by Smith and said bitterly.

He wasn't worried about being killed, and if he did, Smith wouldn't be alive.

"Even if it's for your own sake, you should think about it, I think you are good, and the future president still lacks a personal bodyguard......"

"Shut up!"

Smith glared at the councillor viciously, "Not for myself, but for that woman and child, if I kill you, no one will go after them again." ”

"What, you're crazy!?"

The councillor was stunned on the spot, he could feel that Smith was not joking, but how could two wild dog-like pariahs be equated with his life, this was ridiculous!

"I'm not crazy!" Smith pointed a gun at the head of the congressman: "Your death will cause public outrage, and your proposal to ban guns will be supported by an angry public, Congress will pass your bill, and your last wish will be fulfilled." ”

Congressman Rutledge was not good after hearing this, and he felt that Smith probably had a misunderstanding of US imperialism.

The so-called gun ban is just a slogan, a rhetoric used by presidential candidates to fool the people into voting, there are too many capitalists in this country who make money from weapons, so it is impossible to ban guns with guns, everyone laughs and laughs.

Looking at the muzzle of the black hole, the parliamentarian felt that if he didn't say anything, he would never have to speak again.

As a good politician who believes in his eloquence and has been trained by the C.I.A. how to deal with a kidnapping, Congressman Rutledge analyzes Smith's thinking patterns and replaces them with an official look in his speech.

"Shoot! I hope that my death will restore some dignity to this country, and the people need a safe living environment, and my death is a stepping stone to overturn the rampant gun epidemic......"

Congressman Latledge was shocked, and his face looked like death, quite heroic. In fact, he is proud in his heart, Smith is just a gangster at the bottom of society, and he will definitely be impressed by his integrity, considering that he is still a presidential candidate, maybe Smith will bow down and become his loyal little brother.

Thinking of this, Congressman Latledge nodded deeply: "Come on, shoot!" I'm ready to ......."

Boom!

Smith shot Congressman Rutledge in the head and said disdainfully, "Idiot, are you a fool for me?" ”

The gunfire alarmed everyone on the plane, who realized that something had happened to the councillor and began to frantically storm the hatch, but the body of the councillor was just stuck in the door, and they could not get in without destroying the body.

After taking out the future president, Smith began his escape, finding a parachute and jumping from a height of 7,000 meters.

Angry bodyguards parachute and jump off the plane, the councillor is dead, their future is over, and they want to kill Smith to make amends.

More than a dozen people began a fierce shootout at high altitude......

……

Whew!

The sound of tires scraping against the ground sounded, and Russell stopped the Ford and looked at the abandoned factory in front of him. It's empty, there are no hiding spots like tall buildings and grass, so you don't have to worry about snipers, and it's much easier to protect Quintana and the baby.

"We're just here waiting for news from Smith, and I have a hunch that he'll be calling soon."

Russell said comfortingly, he had a premonition of a fart, and dared to open his mouth to pack tickets because he knew that Smith was the male lead. According to his years of experience in watching films, the ending is generally a happy reunion, even if it is a tragedy, the male protagonist will die in the arms of the heroine.

Russell parked the car in the warehouse and found a hidden spot for Quintana to hide, while he himself kept the cat in another place, checking for suspicious people approaching.

Soon, Russell heard the whistling sound of falling objects from a high altitude, looked up and froze, there were no suspicious figures on the ground, but there were in the sky.

A man in black in a parachute fell from the sky like a dumpling, they didn't pull the parachute, landed in various handsome postures, and then all fell into small cakes. The nearest of them, less than 10 meters away from Russell, made his heart beat when he landed.

"Dude, look at my hand, what is it?"

"Read it with me, two!"

There was no reply, it should be cold, Russell ran as fast as in the iron gate next to him, it would be funny if he was stoned to death.

After another five minutes, a white parachute landed slowly, about 500 meters away from Russell, and the other party saw the abandoned factory and staggered over.

Russell clenched the M9 and didn't shoot until the other man approached...... It didn't go out, it was Smith.

When Smith saw Russell, he immediately smiled miserably, clutched his injured shoulder, and fell straight down. In the air battle just now, he was unfortunately shot, and he was already at the end of his crossbow.

Russell rushed over and helped him up, incredulously, "Hell, how did you find this?" ”

"Hehe, do you want to learn? There is a fee! ”

Russell: "......"

Money is not a problem, but your behavior is very shameless!

Blood poured from Smith's hands, his face barely bloody, and he was very weak at the moment, and he was carried into the factory by Russell.

By the time Russell put Smith down, he was already in a coma, Russell examined, and Smith was shot in the right arm, but fortunately the bullet didn't hit the bone, only a scrape took away a piece of flesh.

However, if the bleeding is not stopped in time, Smith will still die.

Russell only had a 'blood-sucking bandage' in his hand, which was useless, so he took out the clean water from the car, cleaned the wound briefly, and ripped off the sleeve of his shirt to help Smith's injured arm.

Quintana heard movement outside and realized that it was Smith who had arrived, and hurriedly walked over with the baby in his arms. Seeing that Smith was injured and tears were falling, Russell confirmed that Smith was not in danger of life, put him in the passenger seat, and drove away.

The roar of the engine sounded again, Russell kicked the accelerator down, and the Ford went straight out of the factory door, returning at an even faster pace after 30 seconds.

They were surrounded, and four riot armored vehicles blocked the way.

S.W.A.T！！！