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Volume 8: Golden Lotus and Phoenix Head, Chapter 2069: The Second General Heng Ha makes his debut!  (superior)

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    The dim street lights were reflected in the front of an alley in the North District of Monaco. The lights were very dim, but through the light, you could vaguely see the sporadic raindrops falling from the sky.

    Several days of rain have made the locals who like outdoor sports become reclusive, but the city of Monaco, which has been washed by rain, gives others a renewed sense of comfort.

    All the alleys were washed away spotlessly. Even the cars parked on the side of the road were washed and looked brand new. On the open land in front of the alley, a number of cars were parked side by side. Nearly ten big men were parked side by side.  Three cars came down quickly.

    The first car is an inconspicuous Volkswagen, but this high-configuration Phaeton costs as much as a BMW 7 Series. In addition, it has been specially modified. Behind the seemingly low-key brand, there is the luxury, gorgeous and high pursuit.  .

    The door of the Phaeton was slowly opened by a man dressed as a bodyguard. The butler sitting in the back seat slowly turned his head and stroked the crutch under his hand with one hand. He was young but full of style.

    "Go, be smart with your hands and feet, and try not to disturb the surrounding residents." After hearing this, several big men nodded in agreement at the same time, and then covered their true faces with the black ponchos they wore, and moved quickly  Running toward the alley.

    At this time, the deputy sitting in the passenger seat of the Phaeton turned around and presented a stack of documents to the steward behind him with both hands, and said to him respectfully:

    "Deacon, this is the destination of the next target person. According to our investigation, this person has frequently contacted many big bosses and bosses, and has publicly fanned the flames on many occasions. The person behind him is his upline, and he is now in hiding.  "At the junction of the South District and France." The butler never looked at the photo above. Instead, he fixed his eyes on the photo behind him. His smile looked sinister. He shook his head slightly and murmured softly.  road:

    ¡°I¡¯m old in the world, and I¡¯m very familiar with this face. When Carmen became famous in the last days, these old people retreated quickly. I thought that after so many years, their tempers would have been tempered, but who knew they could still be so tossing.

    "There is a road to heaven but you don't take it; there is no door to hell but you have to break through it."  "After saying this, the housekeeper took the marker handed over by the deputy and made a big cross on the photo.

    The large black ponchos covered the firearms held tightly in the hands of these big men. In order to cover up people's eyes and avoid causing a big impact, each pistol was equipped with a silencer.

    The pace was rapid, but the footsteps were extremely small. It was obvious that this was a group of well-trained professional killers. They did not rush to the target blindly, but in groups of three and two, they guarded several exits to take precautions. According to  With their current deployment, as long as the target person is in a residential building at the bottom of an alley, it will be difficult to escape.

    Several big men who were originally gathered together were instantly dispersed at several exits in the alley, and there were even snipers in the distance, standing by, overlooking and controlling the entire situation.

    This is a big net with no gaps. It is absolutely difficult for people in the net to escape, but you don¡¯t know about those outside the net.

    On the roof diagonally opposite the alley, a thin black figure was lying on the end of the eaves. The head of a large-caliber gun was exposed. The rest of the body was mostly hidden in a black poncho.

    From his angle, he could have an unobstructed view of the entire alley, including the residential houses surrounded by layers. The drizzle fell on the other party's poncho, making a seemingly non-existent "tick" sound. He looked down at the houses under the eaves with concentration.  When the thin and big man suddenly felt a figure approaching him, he subconsciously turned around and drew his pistol. At the same time, he wanted to warn his teammates through the radio.

    However, everything he was thinking about turned into a fantasy as the radio was cut off, a cold saber was inserted into his neck, and the calloused hands tightly grasped the corners of his mouth.

    "Dandan, the black eye has been dug out, you can take action over there." Following the position where the enemy was lying, the shadow that was crawling there took off his peaked cap. This guy was no one else, but a servant of the world.  Scouts coming from Russia.

    While paying attention to the position of the opponent's main assault personnel in the alley, he fiddled with the headset dug out of the opponent's ear hole. The precision instrument in his hand flashed the working indicator light. After touching it for about two minutes, after feeling the vibration, the scout softly  Through the microphone, he spoke to Warhead who was performing another mission downstairs:

    "The location is displayed. The red dots are the distribution of the enemy's receiving communication facilities. They only represent the existence of receiving signals, not all. High-tech stuff is sometimes unscientific. Just take it easy."

    "You talk a lot of nonsense, just cut it off for me." He took the sniper rifle that the sniper left behind, adjusted the focus, and said softly with a calm smile on his face:

    "The big gift in the residential house is forAre they ready?  "

    "Tsk, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute. My teacher is well-known, and it's not something a little guy like you can question. Come on, stop talking nonsense. There are many things going on tonight. Our boss knows how to be the boss.  My Ocean Horse," After saying this, the warhead temporarily cut off the communication facilities to prevent the opponent's technicians from capturing his current location through close-range signal transmission.

    He pressed his head sideways on the handle of the sniper rifle and looked through the infrared telescope at the few people who were rushing forward, preparing to storm the houses. The scouts squirmed at the corners of their mouths and prayed softly for them:

    "May there be no killing in heaven and no bloodshed in hell."

    'Swish, swish', three figures jumped forward and jumped over a wall more than two meters high. But just as two of them landed, the animal trap hidden in the flower bed clamped hard on the other's ankles.  , at the same time, the oncoming crossbow arrows were fired densely and quickly towards this side. The only unrestrained big man instinctively wanted to run away to the right, but he came flying from the side.  The wooden pile was heavily driven back to the distance.

    The "thousands of arrows" fired by the crossbow instantly devoured the lives of the three big men. The screams one after another, although not loud, were extremely harsh in this lonely night. They guarded the perimeter for fear that the other party would escape.  The remaining big men, after hearing the tragic sound, quickly rushed towards the target. In their opinion, they should have been stubbornly resisted by the other party.

    The information reached the ears of the housekeeper who was far away. The latter remained motionless and just nodded slightly. In his opinion, the more tenacious the resistance, the more important it represents the identity of the other party. According to the information provided,  If you take down this person, it will be equivalent to breaking an arm of the old Carmen in the apocalypse.

    It¡¯s a battle, and there will be casualties. As long as the death is worthy and worthwhile, the process is not important, the result is what he wants.
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