Looking at the steady outstretched palm, Sandro's eyes were red.

"Nope."

He shook his head slowly, gritted his teeth and refused, "This is the road to hell, and I can't let you step into it." ”

"Thank you, I'm glad to have you as a friend."

"How do you know if you don't try it?" Ethan shrugged his shoulders and raised his arms steadily: "Come on, even if it's hell inside, I'll take you to break through, for your daughter." ”

"Of course, if you accidentally die."

Looking at the slender fingers in front of him, Sandro grabbed it hard, and took the words: "If I die, you can do it if you have the chance." ”

"If you don't have a chance, you run away."

"In my pocket watch, there are two strings of numbers, one is the account number and the other is the password."

"There's a lot of money in there."

"You promise me to give me two-thirds of the money to help me make a revenge fund, and the rest is yours."

When a person dies, no matter how much money he keeps, it's useless.

It's not that he didn't want to get a revenge fund to put a bounty on Fausto, but people like them, who have sky-high bounties on their backs, are not alive and well.

And this thought of revenge, he must consume it himself.

The other party's words made Ethan's eyebrows twitch.

can make this kind of person feel that it is a lot of money, and tens of millions may not be able to hold it.

"Mr. Sandro."

Ethan held the other party's palm tightly and said coldly: "For example, I will kill you now and run away with your pocket watch, what do you think of this idea?" ”

"It's great."

Sandro thought about it seriously and nodded, "There's no trouble, you just need to tell Matt that I was killed by the gunman here." ”

"You don't have to take any risks."

"There is no better business in the world."

The eyes of both of them were shining.

Immediately afterward, they all smiled knowingly, and their hands were held with force.

Ethan was greedy for money, but never greedy for his friends' money.

Well, the robbery of Chino Moon doesn't count.

Sandro showed himself everything at the bottom of the box, which is a great trust, if you kill people and take treasures, you are simply not human.

"What's your plan?"

Sandro let go of his hand and asked anxiously.

I don't have much time to grind here, and there will be guards patrolling over in a while.

"Sounds scary."

Ethan licked his lips and sneered, "But it's not more than a hundred gunmen shooting at us at the same time, if that's the case, of course we're running as far as we can." ”

"Don't forget, there are a few people in the prodity group."

Looking at Nuoda's villa, his eyes burst into light: "There may be a precedent for this kind of gathering, but the people inside must be on high alert." ”

"If you create a little chaos, you'll get into a mess."

"We just need to kill all the people we meet."

The last sentence is full of strong self-confidence.

It's all here, it's impossible to run away like this, how can it be interesting if you don't make a big noise.

"Next."

He tapped the night vision device on his helmet and sneered, "Let's turn these guys blind first." ”

Sandro nodded and opened the satchel on his body:

"By the way, I've got this ready."

"Because I don't know what to expect, anyway, they're going to blow up the tunnel, so I'll just take some of them, can you come in handy?"

Inside, there are some C4 explosives.

After simple assembly, it can be detonated remotely.

The corners of Ethan's mouth twitched, this guy is also a violent maniac, it was enough to pick up a bunch of grenades by himself, but I didn't expect him to get a lot of remote-controlled bombs.

"It's just two of us."

Sandro shrugged his shoulders and said with a calm expression: "I want to use it to create chaos and draw the guards away." ”

"Will you pretend?"

Ethan looked at the pile of things, frowned, and asked, "I don't know how to play with these." ”

"Mr. Morgan."

Sandro followed the other party's example and said, "If I can't use it, what am I going to do with it?" ”

Ethan shook his head and smiled, pointing to the vehicle in front of him:

"It's on these cars."

"Randomly install and blow up a few cars, these people can't run away by car, they don't dare to bet on whether there is a bomb in the car."

"Assemble it quickly, I'll get it later."

Sandro nodded, quickly assembling the contents of the bag, and thrust the detonators into the C4, watching Ethan's throat roll.

After discussing just now, the two of them spoke quickly.

I didn't lose much time, but I had to hurry up now.

After Diaz came in, he stayed in the car and did not get out, which sooner or later would attract the investigation of people with a heart.

Soon, the assembled six C4 remote-controlled bombs were handed over to Ethan.

It's not a big portion, but it's certainly okay to blow up a car.

After explaining a few words, Ethan quietly opened the car door, relied on the radar protection, bent over and quickly walked through the cars, and put bombs on the cars that looked more pleasing to the eye.

Looking at his sometimes flashing and sometimes disappearing figure, Sandro held his breath.

In the distance, the light of the flashlight scans back and forth.

If you are not careful, you will be discovered, and then you will have to fight a tough battle.

Soon, the last bomb was planted in place.

Ethan put his hands on the ground and half-crouched up.

"Sand."

The intercom, whose voice was lowered in his chest, sounded, and a Spanish voice came, and a large series of words rang out.

Immediately after, another voice rang out.

Depend on.

Ethan couldn't cry or laugh, and scolded secretly, what is the use of asking for this walkie-talkie.

Just now, I just wanted to hear some of the other side's personnel movements.

But I forgot that I couldn't understand Spanish.

This might as well be handed over to Sandro, at least he can hear some clues.

Ethan soon knew what those people were communicating, though.

A flashlight shot from a distance, and then a man with an inch head appeared in the field of vision, his expression still a little nervous.

Although there was no surveillance, the patrol knew that Diaz had come in.

Seeing the car stop from afar, and the past two or three minutes, without any movement, will definitely make people suspicious.

At this time, it is normal to send someone over to check it out.

Judging the distance, Ethan's figure scurried forward, and the light from the garden lamp produced many shadows, and he quickly flashed twice and disappeared into the darkness.

Heavy footsteps sounded, and the inch-headed man walked forward with a gun.

Tonight, a large number of people gathered inside.

He furrowed his brow, praying that there would be no accidents, even though they had agreed that whoever made the first move in such a gathering would inevitably attract an attack from the others.

But the day before yesterday in Juarez played so hard, it was still very dangerous.

But after thinking about it, the inch-headed man sneered again.

These things have a fart to do with themselves, and it's better to think about when I can go to the United States for a mission.

Money is easy to earn, and women are also energetic.

Just as he was thinking, the light of the flashlight swept over the windshield of the van.

A few drops of blood splattered onto the glass, making his hairs stand on end.

"Huh."

As soon as the arm is raised, it is about to grab the walkie-talkie.

"Don't move."

A soft cry sounded from behind him.

A hard object against the back of the head.

The inch-headed man's expression instantly stiffened, and his scalp tingled.

Thank you ACG partner brother for your support, thank you!

(End of chapter)