"Bang dang!"

The heavy safe door was thrown to the ground by the man with the iron arm, and there was a dull noise. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe other personnel around him immediately rushed up and took out all the contents inside. They took out the vast amount of documents and materials stored in it one by one, and carefully checked them under the dim light, while the large amount of cash in the cabinet was completely ignored by them.

In the process, the man with the arms made of steel did not join them, but took a step back and stood there quietly. At this moment, this person looked more like a bodyguard who obeyed these people's orders.

"Yes, that's it." After more than ten minutes of scrummaging, the men finally stopped checking and nodded to each other. It was exactly what they were looking for, but it was a little more than they had imagined. In the past ten years of serving the organization, Jin He himself has secretly grasped a lot of small tricks of the other party.

After a while, one of them suddenly sneered. "It seems that our prediction was correct, and Fisker did have a lot of follow-ups. Dare to threaten the organization, he is really tired of life. ”

"He's a smart guy, and smart guys always want to keep things firmly in their own hands." Another person beside him spoke, and his answer seemed to cause displeasure to the man.

"Rumlow, are you encouraging that traitor's behavior?"

"First of all, he's not a traitor, just a discarded pawn that needs to be cleaned up. And secondly—" Rumlow's voice suddenly deepened, and there was a faint threat in his tone. "Deken, when did you have the audacity to dictate what I said? If I'm not mistaken, you're now a second-level agent. ”

Dekken closed his mouth, and Rumlow let out a sneer. He knew very clearly what the man in front of him was planning. Deacon was just an insignificant pawn in the European baron's faction, and in order to please his superiors, it was naturally a simple and obvious choice to provoke himself, who was the personal guard of the lord.

Silly hat-like guys. Rumlow soon handed down the death sentence to the man, whom he had known for less than two weeks. Running into one's own captain in the middle of a mission is an extremely unwise thing to do in a disciplined Hydra. What's more, this kind of person who is only clever but not capable is simply a waste in Hydra.

Hydra doesn't need waste.

"All information related to the organization was immediately destroyed on the spot, and we took the rest back to headquarters for analysis. Fisk, who can't be powerless for a day, must still be in contact with his old subordinates, and this connection can't go without leaving clues. ”

Despite something else on his mind, Rumlow did not hesitate to give his order. It only took a dozen seconds for them to gather the materials that needed to be destroyed into a pile of one and set it on fire. The most important mission goal was completed, and everyone present exhaled and obviously relaxed a lot.

At this moment, the iron-armed man who had been standing behind suddenly raised his head and looked towards the shadowy corner of the bar. His ears were trembling slightly, as if he had noticed something unusual.

Rumlow was the first to notice the iron-armed man's anomaly.

"Did something happen?"

"The police are coming, and they'll be here in ten minutes at most." The iron-armed man's words were very short, and his tone was slightly dull. "And..."

He quickly drew his pistol and fired two shots at the wine cabinet. The peculiar bullet whistled out of the chamber of the gun, easily tearing through the plank less than an inch thick, narrowly brushing past the red figure hiding behind it.

At this time, the iron-armed man had just finished speaking. “... There is an enemy here. ”

"Red Mask," Rumlow whispered, his tactical shotgun firing three shots straight at Peter's figure. However, this artifact of indoor short-range combat has been in vain. The opponent's body changed suddenly the moment he fired the shot, so that all the shrapnel ejected from the chamber of his gun missed. "It's as tough as it rumors."

"It's just a problem." Dekkon said with a sneer. He had turned on his infrared night vision goggles, and Peter's figure was clearly visible before his eyes. Without hesitation, he fired a few shots at the opponent's newly found hiding place, forcing Peter to be unable to rise for a moment. "He's only one person, and with a regular strangulation plan, we'll be able to kill this annoying little fly in three or four minutes at most."

"And then the police just stopped you? I won't have the power to fish you out again. Rumlow scoffed, and he found that his patience seemed to be a little bad on this man. Thanks to Mr. Fiske, almost all of our people in the police station have been cleansed, and there are not even a dozen of them. At that point, maybe I'll shoot you faster. ”

After laughing at the man who spoke without using his brain, Rumlow gave the order to retreat. "With the target items, we retreat. Getting out of here as soon as possible and sending Fisk's new information back is the most important thing. With that, Rumlow turned to the iron-armed man. Soldier, please help us cover for a while. ”

"Yes." The man with the iron arm nodded.

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This group of guys is not simple. Peter was quick to come to this conclusion.

Two bullets forced him out of his hiding place, and if he didn't have the ability to predict, he would probably be directly shot through the head by those two bullets. And the next few shots were not the same as the chaotic and chaotic strafing of the gangsters. They are precise, purposeful, and measured. In a way, they bear some resemblance to the Hand Guild that Peter had just confronted not long ago.

The level of threat is no exception.

Peter would be suppressed by accurate bursts of fire as soon as he appeared, and if he stayed behind cover for too long, the opponent's large-caliber weapons could easily destroy the wooden furniture and threaten himself hiding behind it.

In the process of constantly using fire to suppress Peter, the four did not stop in the slightest. If Peter didn't do anything in the next ten seconds, they would have been able to leave the back door of the nightclub and enter the twisted and complicated alley. At that point, it will be a little difficult for Peter to borrow the power of the police.

With so many people already killed, Peter naturally couldn't sit back and watch them leave like this. Moreover, the strength of the other party is indeed good, but relying on the strength shown by the other party alone, it is just a small group of elite-level special forces with excellent cooperation.

As long as the Force was used, Peter didn't think these people would be too much trouble.

Don't take a deep breath and lift your hands up. Almost at the same time, within four meters of him, the broken planks and metalwork scattered on the ground floated and began to slowly rotate around Peter.