The three bosses are already stupid!

What's wrong?

Legal robbery is not only responsible for organizing the framework but also providing a fucking theoretical basis.

The most important thing is that even the tools for robbery are provided.

The pie finally fell from the sky, and it was still pure beef filling.

When he was caught by the government, he was not beheaded, beaten, or imprisoned, and he was given a job.

Several bosses were excited, and they knelt on the ground and said that the old monkey was their father who was not related by blood.

As for the proceeds of robbery, half of the proceeds of the robbery should be divided into ......, which is normal. The father of the Ming Army came to Warren thousands of miles to help us and other people at the bottom of society get out of poverty.

What kind of spirit is this, this is the spirit of fearless internationalism.

What is it to ask for half of the proceeds, even if it is all the money, you can't say anything that is not?

The enthusiasm for labor in the chests of several bosses was rushing, and they strongly demanded that they should be shot immediately and go to work tonight.

Da Ming's father smiled and affirmed their enthusiasm, and at the same time met their requirements.

Just bring all the brothers and give them guns.

In the afternoon of the same day, hundreds of countries with thieves and thieves but fierce eyes stood tremblingly in the camp of the Ming army.

Because they found that they were surrounded by machine guns, and several fierce Ming soldiers were also leading violent mastiffs.

The mastiff's constant barking added to the tension.

This is a major feature of the Mongolian battalion, which has a platoon equipped with mastiffs.

This platoon can be very useful, and if you encounter enemy snipers, these mastiffs are the best helpers to find enemy snipers.

This tactic was well used in the battles on the outskirts of Grozny. Many mercenaries from Northern Europe were all found by these mastiffs and then killed by the Ming army.

These mastiffs are selected from the most violent mastiffs in the grassland, which can bite dead wolves. Four or five mastiffs pounced on them together, and even if the god Odin was alive, he had to drink a pot.

Not to mention, his carnal mortal believers.

Because of such unique conditions, the Mongolian battalion naturally continued the tradition of equipping mastiffs.

The old monkey saw the street thugs who were shivering with fright, and several of them were almost scared.

In the end, he is a street gangster, and he has never seen any big scenes. Even the gangsters were uneasy and earthy.

The old monkey sneered, he couldn't scare them anymore, and he was afraid that someone would be paralyzed by fright, so how could he rob at night.

It was Ding San's idea to scare them, and Ding Sanda, who was born in a good family, looked down on these people in his bones. In order to prevent them from behaving out of line, it is inevitable to scare them beforehand.

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A guy with a wounded arm was pushed out, and the guy looked at everything a little timidly.

He was only wearing a small jacket often worn by the locals, I don't know if he was scared or frozen, his face was white with cyan inside, and he looked like he was going to die at any time.

The wound on the shoulder, which was simply bandaged, looked quite perfunctory. I was able to see blood oozing out of the wound!

The man was pushed and walked to the middle of the playground, and then the Ming soldiers withdrew a long way.

Warren's gang members didn't know what this was for, and they looked at it one by one.

Suddenly, the five mastiffs were suddenly let go.

Then all five mastiffs flew at the hapless fellow, and the guerrillas threw themselves to the ground without even putting up a fight.

These are the existence of hungry wolves on the grassland, and they are also the best companions of herdsmen in hunting on weekdays.

Fangs and fangs pierced the guerrilla's skin mercilessly, and the powerful bite easily crushed most of the bones in his body.

The screams echoed in the playground, terrible! It's so fucking crazy!

The gangsters are also people who have seen the world, but the scene in front of them is too shocking. The screams are like the magic sound of hell, and even if you close your eyes and don't look at it, the sound will drill into your ears one by one.

With a heart-rending scream, half of the guerrilla's forearm was torn off.

The mastiff took the small half of the arm that was dripping blood in his mouth and ran out of the pasture. Put it on the ground and start gnawing!

"Vomit ......!" There was a strong mental stimulation, and several thugs vomited.

The two mastiffs shoeed their hands and feet, and their sharp canines tore hard. Soon the guerrilla's stomach was broken, and the mastiff kept pulling the bloody intestines hard.

"Vomit ......!" More people vomited.

Even the well-informed bosses were so frightened that their faces were pale, and their constant regurgitation betrayed their not calm stomachs.

In the end, the guerrilla did not know whether he had bled to death or had died of pain.

Anyway, the sound of screaming became weaker and weaker, until it was completely muffled by the sound of the mastiff's roar.

"Listen up! The habit of our Ming people is that ugly words come first.

I know you're not a good thing, and I want you to use it against the Hebrews and the Poles.

If you bully the Ukrainian people, that's what will happen. The old monkey pointed to the mangled corpse, whose muscles were still twitching.

After the tongue man translated the words, everyone said that they did not dare! Can't!

The old monkey was very satisfied with their performance, and it was very necessary to kill a chicken to show the monkeys before using these rogue scoundrels.

These bastards, all of them are bad seeds. Among the more than 100 people, there are few good things. The old monkey has a deep understanding of this.

Bitter persuasion is a fart and a sign of weakness for them.

Only the bloody corpse and the most intuitive visual impact can let them know that they are the one who controls life and death.

The mastiff had blood all over his mouth and blood on his paws.

The old monkey ordered the people to force the bastards to line up and take a look.

Then the weapons were brought out, and thirty rounds of ammunition and a gun were issued each.

Looking at the thugs who walked out in a hurry, the old monkey took a deep breath.

The air was filled with the foul smell of internal organs, and the smell of blood rushed to the brain.

"Drag the body away and look disgusting." The partisans, who were intact half an hour ago, are now in tatters.

The soldiers of the Mongol regiment would catch a few slower-walking thugs and let them clean up the scene.

For the cleverness of the soldiers of the Mongolian regiment, the old monkey gave praise.

These bastards don't have to be in vain!

When it was dark, the playground had been cleaned up like a dog had licked it.

The soldiers of the Mongolian regiment looked very satisfied, and casually threw two cans of canned luncheon meat that they were about to vomit.

A few Warren thugs nodded and walked away, although they couldn't understand what they said, probably thanks.

It's dark!

Today's food is a lot better, steaming big steamed buns, and the dish is beef stewed potatoes.

Inside a large pot of vegetables, half potatoes and half beef.

The food of the Ming army is never bad, and there is an airship landing ground in the camp. Every day supplies are brought by airships from Kyiv!

Because it was a mission, the level of food was more than one notch higher.

"The people in the cooking class should be praised, good things make good taste. I don't know how much better than the chef of the Russian army, damn it, the food of the Russian army made the mutton taste of shit. ”

Batu took a big white and fat steamed bun, took a big bite, and then ate a big bite of beef.

If it had been before, he would have had a nice glass of wine. But now that he is the head of the regiment, the lives of thousands of brothers are in his hands, but he doesn't dare to drink.

From this point of view, Batu felt that this head of the regiment had no taste.

After dinner, the watchtower reported that there was a fire in Warrentown.

The old monkey and Batu looked at each other, put down the fast son, and walked to the tower.

There is a stove in the tower, which is quite warm. When I climbed up, my hands were numb from the cold.

Hold up your binoculars and look inside Warrentown. Sure enough, there were several fires in the town.

In the darkness of the night, the fire was unusually striking.

At least ten kilometers away, you can see it clearly with a telescope.

The fire was large and seemed to exceed the height of the roof in the hazy outline. It's too far away to hear a sound.

But as you can imagine, the scene must have been extremely tragic.

Occasionally, a tracer bullet can be seen streaked across the night.

Looks like a shot was fired!

Sure enough, the Hebrews hid their guns.

Inside Warren Town!

Gerasimov carried two revolvers in his hands, which were personally given to him by the Ming army officer.

At the time of dinner, he led the people into the house of the richest local gentleman, Heidelbergh.

In this day when the war had just passed and the people were hungry, Mr. Heidelbergh was actually eating roast chicken at home.

In the huge restaurant, the rich smell of roast chicken fills the air.

More than a dozen candles are lit in the middle of the table, illuminating the dining room. Heidelberg gathered around the table with his wife, children, son-in-law, daughter-in-law, and children.

There are also a dozen roast chickens on the table, as well as cooked corn and red apples.

On the plate in front of Heidelbergh was a plate of foie gras, which he liked to eat.

The family was praying before the meal, when suddenly there was a "bang" at the door.

Then, a crowd of people rushed in with a whine.

The butler had just come up to scold him, but he was struck into a sieve by the oncoming bullets.

"Gerasimov, what are you going to do?" Heidelberg stood up angrily.

This Gerasimov, on weekdays, is like a dog in front of him. Today, he actually rushed into his house and killed his housekeeper.

You must know that Heidelberg is the richest man in Warren, and he has more than a dozen bodyguards at home.

Behind the scenes, he was also the biggest financier of support for the Polish partisans.

Gerasimov, a little bit of power, will die on the streets as long as he says a word.

"Master Heidelberg, the brothers are a little short of money and want to come to you to borrow some money." Gerasimov was still a little nervous under Heidelberg's gaze.

But soon he was not nervous, because behind him was Daming's father.

Let you call the wind and rain in Warren, and you will have to take a break when you meet Daming's father.

"Humph! Get out of here, or I'll have the town police arrest you." Hehe, when the time comes, you'll want to die. Heidelberg sneered and looked at Gerasimov with disdain.

"I know, Police Chief Poponov was picked up by you. But......!

I'm not afraid!

Because tomorrow, the town of Warren will be changed. Sir Heidelbergh, look out the window. ”

Gerasimov's hand pointed out and saw many people standing outside the courtyard with torches.

There are hundreds of people in the shadows.

The most exciting thing is that the people standing at the window are all holding guns. And faintly, you can also see the reflection of the blade.

How can they have guns? And there are so many?

These thugs certainly don't have that many guns, but Gerasimov is quite smart.

A rifle is split into two parts, and the caring subordinate holds the gun. Some of the younger brothers on the periphery, or those who were called to help temporarily, were given a bayonet.

Some were not even given bayonets, but were held with a wooden stick.

The black light was blind, and the light was dim, and Heidelbergh couldn't see clearly for a while.

Seeing that Heidelberg was still hesitating, Gerasimov stopped talking nonsense. With a whistle, a crowd of people poured in.

Heideberg's eyelids jumped, because it was actually his bodyguard head who rushed to the first place.

This time it was a dangerous combination of inside and out, but Heidelbergh was not too afraid.

He didn't count on the Russian troops outside the city, but the police in the city were all his people. As long as the police hear the gunshots, they will definitely come as fast as they can.

When the time comes, you won't be afraid of these bastards.

"How much do you want?" Heidelberg shouted.

"We want them all!" Gerasimov sneered, and countless frantic thugs had rushed in.

At first, the hungry people just went to grab the food on the table, but soon someone reacted.

They began to rush upstairs and ransack everything in Heidelbergh's house.

"You're robbing, you're going to be hanged." Heidelberg stared at Gerasimov viciously.

"Hahaha!" Gerasimov laughed wildly and tore off a chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth to chew.

"Master Heidelberg, do you think I'm going to be hanged?" Gerasimov's big greasy hands kneaded wildly on Heidelberg's eldest daughter's chest.

The woman was so frightened that she cried but did not dare to speak, and her tears were like pearls with broken threads.

"You bastard!" The woman's husband had just stood up and roared when a bullet pierced his head.

Gerasimov blew the muzzle of the gun, which was still smoking: "Master Heidelberg, your time has passed.

Whoever knows, hand over all your possessions. Otherwise, I'll kill everyone in your family one by one. ”

"You're ......!" Heidelberg's eyes were torn but there was nothing he could do.

His men betrayed him, and his most faithful steward lay dead in front of the door. His daughter was humiliated in front of him, and his son-in-law was shot dead.

The most important thing is that those policemen who eat and drink themselves on weekdays seem to be dead at such a critical time.

You know, the police station is just down the next street. If it's fast, you can get to your home in less than 10 minutes!

But until now, there is not a single policeman in sight.

Outside, there was a dense burst of gunfire, as well as women's cries and men's screams......