62 I Have Gatling (2-in-1)
(~I got sick and was forced to sleep for a day, and I only got up at night~~ I'm really sorry, the update was late.) οΌ
Wait until Ding Ze is a little farther away.
Ron glanced at Fili-Farzen again, and couldn't help it, and asked Abrucci, "John..... this is too much......
As he spoke, Ron raised his hand and pointed to his head, "He's here...... Is that really okay? β
Ding Ze's behavior just now, did he cross the line?
It's a bit too much.
At least, Abruzzi really never thought about making anyone like this.....
But to say, Ding Ze has a problem with his brain.....
Abruzzi quickly recalled Ding Ze's various performances during this time, and shook his head, "It should be no problem." β
Ron heard this, raised his hand and wiped his face fiercely, "Should it?" β
At this moment, Abruzzi's panic has improved a little, "Perhaps, this is a hobby of his?" β
βοΌοΌοΌοΌβ Ron was speechless.
Abruzzi didn't want to talk about it anymore, and he didn't want to stay here and face Fili-Farzen in that place, "Alright, let's go, there's still something to do." β
As the words came out, Abruzzi raised his foot straight and followed Ding Ze.
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About twenty minutes later.
Ding Ze and the others, with the corpses of the five men who had been sacrificed, all got into the car.
The next stop for the convoy was Jimmy --- Mondo, where Fibonacci was located.
The location was not too far from the estate of Fili-Farzen, about half an hour's drive, and was a relatively remote motel in the suburbs;
When they got there, everyone still had a battle to fight.
For this.
Abruci separated Ron and told Ron to take Sylvia and his son and daughter directly to Miami and not participate in the operation.
Ron had an opinion, "John, you can arrange for a subordinate to do this......"
Before Ron could finish speaking, Abruzzi shook his head decisively, "I'm not at ease with handing it over to someone else." β
Ron was silent for a moment, but didn't insist any longer, "Okay, you stay safe. β
Abruzzi smiled faintly, didn't talk nonsense, and turned to Sylvia, "After I finish what I need to do, I'll go to Miami to find you immediately, and you guys will stay there for a few days first." β
After so many things happened, Sylvia had a stomach full of doubts, her brain was very confused, and after thinking about it, she still held back, didn't ask, only gritted her teeth, and instructed, "To live!" β
"Of course," Abruci replied with a smile, and then turned to Ron, "call Jimmy Mondu and say I'm going to find Fibonacci now." β
Ron nodded, understanding what it meant, knowing what to do.
So far.
The arrangements that need to be done are done.
The convoy departs.
I passed the intersection I passed when I came.
Ron took Sylvia and the three of them out of the convoy and headed away from Chicago.
Ding Ze and his party, five cars, headed towards their destination.
In the car.
Abruci lit a cigarette and looked calm.
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Ding Ze held a cigarette and looked out the window, while using up the two skill upgrade coupons he had obtained before, he thought of a thing, to be precise, a place.
2119 North Wallace Street, Chicago, Southside.
Since it's a comprehensive world, the shameless people should be there. β
Ding Ze read silently, smiled, and thought it was very interesting.
Abruqi caught a glimpse of Ding Ze and suddenly smiled, a little puzzled, "Mr. Ding, what interesting came to mind?" β
"Well, I thought of a person, and that person was very suitable for me to do my work."
"Oh? Who is it? β
"A guy named Mickey," Ding Ze didn't hide, "I'm going to go and see it at night, and I don't know if he's there." β
"I'm afraid it's very risky to go out tonight," Abruzzi said without asking.
"It's okay, I'll make the mask and go out again."
The two chatted for a few words, and as they got closer and closer to their destination, they didn't say anything more.
About the next action.
They had already discussed the plan in the morning.
In Ding Ze's opinion.
In the near future, there should be only a few possible scenarios.
One, Mahon led people to intercept them on the road.
Second, Mahon took people to ambush in that motel in advance.
Third, as in the original plot, Mahon and his people ambushed near the motel in advance, and as soon as they entered the room where the so-called Fibonacci lived, he immediately appeared and blocked them in the room.
As for which is the most likely?
Ding Ze believes that it has to be the third type.
Although, at this time, it is very likely that the company has not recruited Ma Hong and did not let Ma Hong kill him and Abruci.
But considering that he had previously told Mahon that he knew about Oscar-Shores, Mahon wanted to kill him for the sake of secrecy.....
The third possible possibility is a lot!
After all, only by doing so can Mahon be more sure to kill them legally.
Of course.
He didn't put all the treasures on the third possibility, and he was also prepared for the first two possibilities.
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Time flies.
In three or four minutes' drive, the two of them would arrive at the motel.
"It seems that they are not going to stop us on the road," Abruzzi said in the face of this fact.
So far.
Three could become two.
Ding Ze smiled, "As I thought, this is a good thing. β
Aburci nodded, without delay, decisively picked up the walkie-talkie, and said to the people in the four cars behind, "You slow down to twenty yards, open the distance, and wait for our news." β
"Roger."
The four drivers of the four cars responded together and released the accelerator.
Not much.
Ding Ze and Abruzzi arrived at the entrance of the motel's parking lot.
Abruzzi slammed on the brakes and brought the car to a stop.
The two immediately took a closer look at the parking lot together.
There are not many cars in the parking lot, only six.
Five of them were cars, one was an off-road vehicle, and there were no police cars.
Among the five cars, there is also a BMW and an Audi.
"They don't seem to have arrived," Abruzzi judged.
Ding Ze feels the same, the lineup of the six cars does not quite meet the needs of the FBI, especially the BMW and the Audi, which are really not compatible with the FBI.
In addition, the parking of six cars is also very arbitrary, one here and one there, and three cars are still facing inward...... This kind of parking greatly weakens mobility, and the FBI should not make such a mistake.
"It seems so," Ding Ze nodded in agreement, "Then there is only a third possibility left." β
"Well," replied Abruch, picking up the walkie-talkie, "you guys disperse and stop, hide, and wait for my news." β
"Roger!"
Abrubucci didn't say anything, released the brakes, stepped on the accelerator, drove into the parking lot, and drove straight to room 109, and then reversed and stopped, leaving the trunk facing room 109.
At this time, there was still no FBI rushing out.
Looked at.
According to the plan, Ding Ze got out of the car first, walked quickly to the door of room 108, unlocked it, and then pulled out his gun and walked inside to confirm whether there was an ambush inside.
There was no ambush.
The room was empty, and there was not half a figure.
Ding Ze didn't feel the slightest surprise, went out of the room, returned to the trunk of the off-road vehicle, and patted the trunk.
Abruzzi heard it and immediately got out of the car.
Opening the trunk, the two of them each took out a large handbag with neat movements.
Pistols, submachine guns, cartridges, grenades, smoke grenades, grenades and other common equipment are all in the handbag.
Abruci then pulled out a long trunk that lay on the innermost side of the trunk.
This long case contains a Gatling that didn't come in handy before!
Get.
The two walked into room 108 in silence, packed up their equipment, and waited quietly.
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At the same time.
Ma Hong, who had been ambushed a few miles east of the motel, hung up the phone call from the motel owner and picked up the walkie-talkie, "They've arrived!" Let's go! β
The word came out.
The convoy headed straight for the motel.
No one, including Mahon, paid attention to the situation on the side of the road.
For no other reason, no one could have imagined that two fugitives like Ding Ze and Abruch, who should have run away with their lives, would be crazy about dealing with the FBI.
Of course, even if you pay attention, it's useless.
For the four cars in which Abruzzi's men were stationed were parked a few miles west of the motel, and were scattered.
It's just a few miles away.
Not for a moment.
Ma Hong and his group rushed to the parking lot of the motel.
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Brakes sounded one after another.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of doors opening one after another.
Sixteen fully armed FBI agents in protective suits got out of the car and pointed their guns at Room 108.
Ma Hong stood behind the car, holding a horn, and shouted, "Ding Ze, John, it's over!" β
In room 108.
Hear this.
Ding Ze and Abruzzi looked at each other and smiled.
The next second.
Abruci picked up the walkie-talkie, "Action!!" β
Ding Ze lay on the floor, pointed Gatling at the door, and laughed loudly outside the door, "Alix, run around with us, are you tired?" β
When Ma Hong heard this, he knew that it was Ding Ze who was talking, and he also smiled, "As long as I can catch you, what is this accumulation." β
"Good job, worthy of the man I admire," Ding Ze replied with a smile, "Are you interested in doing it with me?" β
βοΌοΌοΌοΌοΌβ Ma Hong really didn't expect to hear such words, and immediately became happy, "Thank you for the invitation, I'm sorry, I'm not interested." β
"It's okay, I didn't think you could say yes directly, then we'll talk about it next time," Ding Ze replied, "Speaking of which, Alix, if you still want to have a next time, I suggest you find cover within three seconds." β
As soon as this remark came out.
Groov!
Ma Hong's expression changed drastically in an instant, and he didn't hesitate at all, running to the side with his legs, and yelling, "Disperse!" Disperse!!! β
As soon as the roar entered the air.
Three seconds to come.
Ding Ze pulled Gatling's trigger.
Bang bang bang!
Gatling spewed out a terrifying tongue of fire, countless bullets, and without much effort, shot the door and then a police car across the door.
Meanwhile.
Abruci was not idle, and took the opportunity to rush to the window, and with a submachine gun in his hand, he opened a fire without a target.
After quickly emptying the magazine, Abruci did not dare to ink a single bit, and hurriedly threw a few smoke grenades outward.
After throwing the smoke grenade, throw the grenade.
A series of operations, all in one go.
Nature.
Some of the FBI agents on the side outside the room, who are also not vegetarians, have begun to fight back.
Sudden protrusion.
Blink Kung Fu.
Gunfire rang out and gunsmoke filled the air.
Ma Hong reacted the fastest, and was hiding behind an off-road vehicle on the side at this time, extremely shocked, and couldn't believe that Ding Ze and Abruci were waiting for them to come, and their brains were buzzing for a while.
The next second.
Shocked to shocked, Ma Hong came back to his senses, hurriedly took out his mobile phone, dialed the FBI branch in Chicago, and asked for support.
"We've been tricked, the other side is fierce, send a helicopter to support!! Fast!!! β
As soon as the words fell.
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Abruzzi's men arrived, stopped the car, got out of the car, used the door body as cover, and without saying a word, strafing the strafing that should have been fired, and throwing grenades that should have thrown grenades!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Time.
The sound of gunfire and explosions continued.
One by one, figures fell one after another.
This small parking lot has truly become a battlefield.
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Due to the arrival of his subordinates, the firepower that Ding Ze and Abruci needed to face was suddenly weakened a lot.
By this time, Gatling had been scrapped.
Ding Ze also changed into a submachine gun, leaned against the door, and like Abruchi, fired indiscriminately outside, throwing grenades and smoke grenades outside when he had the opportunity.
I don't know how long it has been.
The gunfire faded and soon after, disappeared completely.
It's over.
That's when it happened.
The intercom in the room rang.
"Boss, it's all settled, wait a minute, let's clean it up."
Abruzzi heard and walked quickly to the walkie-talkie.
Ding Ze opened his mouth to remind, "If that Ma Hong is still alive, don't kill him." β
"Okay," Abruci answered, picked up the walkie-talkie, and conveyed Ding Ze's request.
About two minutes later.
Cleaning is over.
"Boss, you can come out, that Mahon is still alive."
Hear the words.
Ding Ze and Abruzzi left the room together.
The smoke in the parking lot had almost dispersed.
As soon as he got out of the room, Ding Ze's eyes immediately moved, and when he found Ma Hong, he strode straight over.
Mahon was shot in the left shoulder and sat in a police car, where two of Abrucchi's men pointed their guns at gunpoint.
Walking up to Ma Hong, Ding Ze grinned, "I can't die." β
Ma Hong's face was full of resentment, but his tone was quite calm, "I can't die." β
"That's good," Ding Ze said, squatting down, "My proposal is serious, you can consider it when you have time." β
"You're dreaming!" Ma Hong's refusal was categorical.
Ding Ze didn't care, "As things develop, I'm sure you'll change your mind." Come on, that's all for today, or your support will come, and it won't be good. β
"Well, then, I'll bother you to sleep for the time being."
After speaking, not giving Ma Hong a chance to reply, Ding Ze picked up his fist and punched Ma Hong's head, knocking Ma Hong to the ground, followed by summoning a paralyzing Gu worm, and letting the paralyzing Gu worm crawl into Ma Hong's nose.
A few seconds later.
Mahon was not only unconscious, but also temporarily vegetative.
"Let's go."
Retracting the paralyzing Gu worm, Ding Ze didn't delay, Ma slipped up, and said to Abruqi, who was waiting next to him.
Soon.
Five off-road vehicles riddled with bullet holes, carrying more than a dozen corpses, pulled out of the parking lot and drove at full speed away from Chicago, heading straight for a farm owned by the Abruci family, about 20 kilometers away.
They need to get there to change cars, then disperse and quietly return to Chicago.