Bang ......, bang ......, two gunshots rang out one after the other. One shot was before the stone landed, and the other shot was after the stone landed, and the two Santos guards who were at a great angle apart were both shot in the chest and fell to the ground unwillingly.

When the gunshots rang out, Mirta was frightened. She clearly saw that a gunman who participated in the duel had committed a serious foul, but she didn't even have time to exclaim, Zhou Qingfeng had already thrown his hand and was followed by another shot.

Due to the high level of mental tension and concentration, everything in front of her appeared in Mirta's mind as if in slow motion, and kept repeating it over and over again. Zhou Qingfeng fought quite easily this time, and the two opponents who were supposed to shoot at the same time failed to attack together. This left shot, right shot, calm and handsome!

By the time Mirta opened her eyes, there was a dead silence all around. Everyone looked at Zhou Qingfeng in the field with incredible eyes. Stunned, shocked, speechless, all kinds of mentalities emerged, until more than ten seconds later, the sound of the mountain roaring and tsunami sounded again.

"Monsieur Hugo won, and he killed two gunners by himself, and the moment he shot was lightning fast, and only two gunshots were heard, and the opponent was killed by him."

"Unbelievable, unbelievable! He can still win when the opponent fouls, and if we are replaced, we are afraid that we will be beaten into a sieve. ”

"I can now be sure that it wasn't Carlos, the lone wolf, who was too weak, it was clearly Victor. Hugo is too strong! ”

"It was such an incredible moment, and I was so excited that it exploded. Such a man can only be overcome by God, and He is now our friend. ”

When the two bodies fell, the crowd of onlookers rushed up. The girls hugged Zhou Qingfeng like crazy and kissed, and the men lifted him up like a hero and cheered loudly. He was thrown into the air one after another, and the enthusiastic Latina even threw her bra one by one in laughter to show her admiration for him.

"Hahaha......." Zhou Qingfeng also laughed, and after a while, there were seven or eight pieces of women's underwear with body temperature hanging on his arms and head.

And seeing that Zhou Qingfeng was so popular, Mirta, who was standing below, had to change his face, and all the nervousness just now turned into a burst of laughter. For the queen who controls the entire Guantanamo base, it is really rare for a man to show such emotions.

It's just that in the carnival-like lively scene, Santos's face is as black as the bottom of a pot. The heavy frustration made him feel a sense of powerless decadence, and Zhou Qingfeng was like an invincible giant, making people feel at the bottom and depressed to death.

"Let's go, let's get out of here. Wait for the destruction of their bases and the defeat of their armies, and we can laugh at their ignorance and arrogance with the posture of victors. Santos didn't bother to collect the bodies of his men, he just wanted to hurry up at this moment.

"Wait......." Zhou Qingfeng was carried on the shoulders of several Cubans, looking down like a king, "General Santos, are you going to admit your defeat?" ”

The depression in old Santos's heart can turn into stones, but now that the two of them are dueling with Zhou Qingfeng, and even one of them shot him in advance, he didn't kill him, this kid's ability can no longer be explained by common sense. He didn't admit it: "You won this duel." ”

"So is the contradiction between us gone?" Zhou Qingfeng asked again.

Speaking of contradictions, old Santos remembered the pain of losing his son when he was old, and how this hatred could be easily eliminated. But for now, he could only nod against his will and say, "Yes, the hatred between us is written off. ”

"Why are you leaving in a hurry since it's already written off?" Zhou Qingfeng jumped off the shoulder of the Cuban, approached Santos and asked, "Do you still want to take revenge on me?" Do you still want to duel? ”

you!

Two people can't kill you face to face, how can this call a duel?

But Zhou Qingfeng made up his mind not to allow old Santos to leave, but he kept grabbing the other party like a thug and shaking, shouting and asking, "Do you still want to duel?" Still want to? ”

After a few consecutive questions, no one on Santos' side answered, and no one even went to save his general, and the rest of his entourage retreated step by step. Now everyone knows that the young man in front of him is a pervert, and it is completely disgusting to duel with him.

In the pushing, shoving, and shoving, old Santos was pushed back to his temporary residence, and even his men and all kinds of luggage were pushed back. Zhou Qingfeng blocked the gate and scolded: "Mr. Santos, from now on, you better stay for a few days." If you and your men dare to leave this house to fight me, I'll be happy to accompany you to the end! ”

The Cubans who were watching were shocked again, no one expected that Zhou Qingfeng was making a fuss for a long time to suppress the momentum of the other party, and was put under house arrest by Santos and his men. Mirta reacted the fastest, and quickly approached Zhou Qingfeng's side and asked in a low voice, "Is the 'Aurora' army planning to attack Nassau?" ”

"Still in preparation......." Zhou Qingfeng asked people to find him a chair, and continued to block the door of Santos's residence with such a big grin. Now even the old Santos himself understands that Zhou Qingfeng just doesn't plan to let him go.

As soon as the door closed, old Santos was as restless as a trapped beast. This time, however, he stopped shouting and scolding, but told his men to spread out the map, turn on the radio, and immediately inquire about the situation in Nassau.

Nassau replied that everything was normal, that the island's army was gathering according to his orders, and that in a few hours it would be ready to attack Grand Abaco. The only trouble now is that Santos, as the commander, can't go back.

"Damn it!" Old Santos didn't expect to come back to take over a batch of equipment, and by the way, he came to persuade him to surrender, but it turned out to be like this. When one of his subordinates suggested that Havana send someone else to direct the battle, he immediately raised his hand and slapped him, scolding: "Do you want to send someone else to take my place?" ”

After a while, Santos gritted his teeth again and comforted himself: "It's okay, I can command the battle if I can't go back, as long as there is a radio station to contact, it is actually no different from being there in person." The military forces I can control now are far stronger than the 'Aurora Legion', and I can still win!" ”

In the past half month, a large number of people have gone to Great Abaco Island to look for work, and although the 'Aurora Legion' has established an island-wide patrol system, it still can't stand people sneaking in and out to conduct reconnaissance, and the basic strength of the island cannot be hidden.

On paper, Zhou Qingfeng and others have used all their strength to expand their power. But what they have in their hands is a large number of people, not an army, and their technical equipment has not improved significantly, at least they still do not have professional warships, which is a major defect.

And Santos's newly acquired tank landing ship 'Bunker Hill' alone is enough to sweep the entire Bahamian waters. Santos remained confident about this, and he clenched his fists at the map and exhorted, "Victor. What's the use of Hugo stopping me? As long as I can defeat the 'Aurora Army', I will be willing to die. (To be continued.) )