Even though it was morning, the sun was blazing.

The mustachioed gunman yawned from the sun and looked boredly into the church.

Boss, anything.

It's this behavior that is very incomprehensible.

Who would have thought that the man who was worshipping inside had personally cut off the limbs of a hostile force just a few hours earlier.

But it's also this kind of contradiction that makes people feel terrible.

After all, no one could guess what was going on in his mind.

"Be serious."

The person next to him saw him like that, and reminded him repeatedly: "Boshi ran back overnight last night and lost more than 50 million over there, if you don't want to be chopped and fed to the dog, it's best to cheer up in the past two days." ”

"I know."

The mustache hurriedly turned around and scratched his head: "Isn't that the woman too good at twisting last night!" ”

"You don't even know what it's like to have an electric buttocks."

In the other direction, there were also people chatting with each other, their eyelids only lifting once in a while, and the place had always been hidden, and it was a lonely mountain.

I can't think of anything to be nervous about.

Thinking of last night's scene, the mustache relaxed for a while, and couldn't help but yawn again.

The shrubs shook slightly, and the cold light flew.

This white line slid through the air, and it was piercing into the mouth of the boss.

"Huh!"

With a soft thud, the front teeth were shattered.

The sharp blade, also stabbed from the back of the head.

A drop of blood hung from the tip of the knife, which slipped quietly as a breeze blew by.

Along with that white practice, there was also a cold light.

The butterfly knife flew like a meteor and stabbed deep into the neck of his fellow mustache, and the sharp pain caused the fellow to take a step back and cover the wound with one hand.

His eyes widened, and his other hand trembled as he reached for the gun hanging from his body.

A figure emerged from the bushes.

At a distance of six or seven meters, Ethan flew by, grabbing the handle of the butterfly knife like lightning before the other party could touch the trigger.

"呲~"

I saw him pull hard, and the mist gushed out.

Several severed fingers flew up with this action, and the man suddenly lost his strength, and his fingers were on the trigger, but he couldn't pull it anymore.

The mist raised by this raised made Ethan's face,

But he didn't care so much, and took the man forward, grabbing the man's clothes before the mustache fell to the ground.

At the same time, in the other direction.

Toledo and O'Connor also burst out of the bushes, grabbed a Campos gunman, and cleanly raised the butt of their guns and slammed them on the head, knocking them unconscious.

In just two or three seconds, the four people guarding the back door were successfully resolved.

"Fake."

Ethan put the two down, turned around and cursed, "Didn't you aim for the heart?" ”

"Do you know it's hard to clean up!"

The fountain still erupts.

This made Ethan wonder if the other party had high blood pressure, and this spray poured him into a bloody man, and he was covered in blood.

Hurried footsteps sounded, and Toledo and the two approached quickly.

When he saw the two people on the ground, he and O'Connor couldn't help but swallow their saliva, it was easier to solve it just now, so they knocked out directly, but they didn't expect it to be so bloody here, which was terrifying.

The two glanced at each other and silently shifted their gaze.

Such a ruthless method directly confirmed the identity of Ethan's killer.

Their luck was very good.

There were only four people in charge of guarding the back, which reduced the occurrence of accidents.

"I'm sorry."

Gizelle also emerged from behind the bushes and stuck out his tongue at Ethan.

But there was a hint of cunning in her eyes.

The embarrassed appearance of the other party made her feel so happy that she couldn't spend it, this is all retribution, who told you to mock me for being small.

"Hurry up."

Ethan waved heavily at the side door: "You guys go in quickly, kill people and leave, don't waste time." ”

The people on the ground are carrying walkie-talkies, and there is no time to waste.

Things went smoothly to their surprise, in fact, it was because of Gizelle, without her help, Ethan and the others could only choose to attack hard, and there was no such way as to take advantage of it now.

"Brian."

Toledo nodded, immediately beckoning O'Connor and lunging towards the side door with his shotgun.

The figures of the two quickly disappeared.

And Ethan and Gizel also raised their guns, and quickly got on guard, not everyone could go in, in case of some accident, they were the turtle in the urn, and there was no way out.

Gizelle turned around with a smug look on his face.

A smile also appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This look made Ethan angry, and quickly wiped it on himself.

The large, bloody hand was lightning imprinted in Gizelle's horrified eyes, and pressed harder, making sure to leave a bloody handprint on her face, and then let it go.

"Bastard."

The smell of blood filled his nose made Gizel crunch in anger.

"Shh

Ethan motioned for silence and raised his gun solemnly.

Inside the church, there is silence.

The tall dome makes people feel worshipped.

In front of the altar, a Mexican man kneels on a long wooden bench and recites a message to the cross.

On the tall stained-glass window next to it, the image of the Virgin shines enchantingly in the sun, and the holy light falls on the man's body.

Campos looked calm and enjoyed the warmth very much.

Until the cold foreign body pokes into the temple.

His whole heart instantly fell into the ice hole, his neck turned his head stiffly, and his eyes became shocked:

"It's you!"

"Surprise."

Toledo raised his shotgun diagonally and tugged at the corners of his mouth: "Mommy Fake!" ”

"In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit."

"Click."

His eyes were red and he pumped the butt of his gun, and his voice trembled with excitement: "Campos, today is your judgment day." ”

"I admire it."

Campos seemed to feel the heat spewing out of the muzzle of the gun at any time, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his voice was hoarse: "I really didn't expect that you could come here to arrest me." ”

"Who told you it was captured?"

O'Connor held the AK and looked nervously at the front door: "Hurry up, time is beating." ”

"Use a knife, not a gun."

"What?"

Campos looked shocked and said in surprise: "You are going to kill me, here?" ”

"In front of the icon?"

"Come on."

He smiled and raised his arms high in front of the statue of the Virgin: "This is my glory, there will be no resistance." ”

"There's just one thing you have to remember."

Campos closed his eyes and said with a smile, "You and I are no different, we are all criminals. ”

Heavy breathing, rapid sounding.

The muzzle of the gun is trembling slightly.

Toledo gripped the handguard with a desperate expression.

"You don't deserve it."

After a few long seconds, he jerked down his gun, and a dull roar sounded: "You don't deserve this kind of death." ”

"Prison is where you belong."

"I want you to spend decades in a cramped room, looking at the cold walls on all sides."

"You're alone."

Toledo roared in a low voice, "Die in despair." ”

"You deserve this."

"Oh?"

Campos opened his eyes and glanced coldly at Toledo: "That's right, it sounds worse than death, so why should I accept this fate?" ”

Under O'Connor's panicked gaze, Campos suddenly let out a sharp shout, and his high-pitched voice echoed throughout the church:

"Since you want me to live, then I want you to die!" (End of chapter)