Three people, three hearts.

Coupled with the fact that there are 60 million dollars of unique products in the car, this is a huge amount of wealth.

The allure is staggering.

No one knows what the other is thinking.

Toledo looked at O'Connor and then at Ethan, his thirsty throat rolling.

One is an FBI agent, and the other is likely to be a top killer or something, and the handling plans of the two are absolutely very different.

It's a bit hard to get caught in the middle.

"Listen."

O'Connor glanced at the sign, turned in the direction of Los Angeles, and said in a deep voice: "This is a large number of unique products, which will kill a lot of people, and I understand that this is a lot of money." ”

"But."

He stared at Ethan, "We should hand these pieces over to the FBI to destroy." ”

"It's the right thing to do."

"I'll let you get out of the car later, and I promise I won't tell you your information."

"Nope."

When Toledo heard this, he hurriedly raised objections.

"Dah."

With a soft sound, the muzzle of the gun was firmly pressed against O'Connor's neck: "I'm sorry, I can't let you do this." ”

Ethan held up the MP5 and expressed his opinion directly with his actions.

They are not enemies.

But now, it's not a friend.

You can't let them ruin their plans, it's a big deal to knock both of them unconscious.

"Hey, what do you want to do?"

O'Connor's scalp tingled, and he said excitedly, "There's no way I'm going to let you take these things, even if you kill me." ”

"Damn it, it's a one-of-a-kind!"

"Put the gun down." Toledo looked sideways at Ethan, and his body exploded at any moment: "Even though you are a friend of Letty, I will stop you the same, don't think about these goods." ”

The guy clenched his hands tightly, ignoring the pain of the wound.

His eyes were steadfast, giving a warning.

Toledo's skills are actually very good, although he beat him violently, but he also took a few beatings.

If you are really in a hurry, the other party will not be afraid of yourself.

"Listen."

Ethan licked his lips and said in a firm tone: "Believe me, I'm not short of money, it's not for money, it's to avenge Letty." ”

"I'm going to use this to lure Braga out."

"If any of you want to stop me, think about it first."

Hearing this, Toledo immediately turned to look at O'Connor: "Stop the car, even though we used to be friends, I will also stop you, don't think about these goods." ”

"He's right, we're going to use this shipment to force Braga out, and I just want revenge."

This Morgan's thoughts are consistent with his own.

Without thinking too much about it, he immediately turned his gun and threatened O'Connor, not even much worse than what he said.

Three people, two hearts.

Faction switching.

"Damn it."

O'Connor slapped the steering wheel heavily, his eyes struggling, and said, "I know it's hard for you guys to be dead, and I'm very sad too." ”

"But if you believe in the FBI, we're going to get Braga caught."

"Hmph."

Toledo's muffled voice came out of his mouth: "I'd rather kill him myself." ”

“OK！”

O'Connor avoided a car in front of him and said excitedly, "Give me time to think, Mr. Morgan, can you get that damn submachine gun off the back of my head first?" ”

"Everyone is civilized, so there is no need to be so violent."

The murderous aura of the guy in the back was about to overflow, and the back of his head was like a pinprick.

"No problem." Ethan lowered his gun, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Don't care, I'm just telling you how determined I am." ”

"You can say it with your mouth."

O'Connor took a few heavy breaths and came up with an idea: "Listen, I have a better way." ”

"I understand you want to kill Braga with your own hands, but he's not alone."

"After what happened just now, even if you ask someone out at that time, there will definitely be dozens of guns aimed at you, even if your marksmanship is good, it will be useless."

"It's better to work with the FBI."

He swallowed, stared into the rearview mirror and said loudly, "This way we will have more men, more guns, and whatever preparation Braga has, we will win." ”

"Toledo, don't you want to go back to the sun?"

"I'll help you negotiate the conditions, it's going to be fine."

O'Connor grabbed the steering wheel hard and continued to persuade earnestly: "This is the head of the pro-independence syndicate, not a street gangster, just the two of you, this is an impossible task." ”

After a few words, it also made the two people who were in a mood of revenge more sober.

There is still some truth in these words.

Two fists can be used against four hands, but they must not be able to defeat four guns.

Especially when there are dozens of guns, even Ethan, how far to run.

It's not a raid, it's a head-to-head attack.

It also means that there is no way to catch the opponent off guard, and his disadvantages are too obvious, especially if he doesn't know who Braga is, he has no chance to shoot coldly.

What's more, the people they want to kill are not one or two.

"A question."

Toledo looked at O'Connor with an unhappy expression: "How do I know if you will betray me again when the time comes." ”

Good guy, it turns out that there is such a relationship.

Ethan was a little interested, and pricked up his ears.

"Did I let you go in the end?" It was not false to mention this O'Connor, who said unceremoniously: "At that time, I was just doing my job, and I even lost my police badge for you." ”

It sounds like O'Connor used to be a police officer.

He was supposed to go undercover with Toledo, and the two became friends and even dated each other's sister.

At the last minute, O'Connor chose to let it go.

"Damn it."

Ethan shook his head and complained ruthlessly: "These words you said are too special GAY!" ”

Ignoring the stiff faces of the two, he waved his hand:

"Yes, I accept your offer."

"Go call your boss, if you're not mistaken, you can't do this kind of thing."

O'Connor finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

Three people, barely one heart.

"Ding~"

The lighter lid lifts open with a crisp sound.

Two cigarettes smoked into the flames, and a cloud of smoke came out, and Toledo took a deep breath, feeling the pain in his shoulder suddenly lessen a lot:

"Thank you, for what you did."

"You're welcome."

Ethan knew he wasn't thanking for cigarettes, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I told you, I'm friends with Letty." ”

"Hmm."

At the mention of Letty, Toledo had a mixed expression: "She is a good person and can give everything for her friends!" ”

"I believe you're right."

Ethan chewed on his cigarette and pulled the bullet-riddled tailgate open.

The six suitcases stacked together were stacked on top of each other, and there were also many bullet holes on them, and a lot of powder was splashed from the holes, which also blocked a lot of attacks for them just now.

"Can you imagine?"

Toledo also walked over, squinting at the six suitcases: "Just these things, worth sixty million dollars." ”

Turning his head, he looked at O'Connor in the phone booth:

"Do you think it's possible?"

He exhaled a heavy smoke and said in a deep voice, "I thought you would strongly object, after all, it is the FBI, you don't want to contact those people." ”

"It's always a good thing to have a helper."

Ethan looked nonchalant: "It's not feasible, it depends on O'Connor's relationship with his boss." ”

As the two watched, O'Connor quickly hung up.

His face was gloomy, and he hurried over.

"It seems."

Ethan flicked off the ashes and spread his hands: "You don't have a good relationship with your boss!" ”

As the two watched, O'Connor spread his hands awkwardly.

Thank you for your support, thank you!

(End of chapter)