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Chichi Camarina, a DEA agent hunting down the Guadalajara Cartel in Mexico. He was fruitful in his operations against the Guadalajara Cartel, destroying a marijuana plantation in the desert and seizing and destroying marijuana worth as much as $2.5 billion.

This completely angered the Guadalajara group. They kidnapped Qiqi and tortured him crazily. His body was found on a farm a month after the kidnapping.

This incident became a big deal, and the U.S. government launched an all-round attack on the Guadalajara Group. The Guadalajara Group, which was at its peak, quickly fell apart. If it were not for this incident, neither the Reyes Group nor the Mata Group would have come forward. Even they were part of the Guadalajara Cartel.

"Don't worry, brother, it's the Mexican Army who did it. What does it have to do with us?"

Miguel said nonchalantly.

Filippoto sighed, picked up the goblet in his hand and drank the wine in one gulp. He knew that compared to Barlow, his biggest shortcoming was that he was prone to looking forward and backward and was not decisive enough. This allowed him to avoid many dangers, but also missed many opportunities. This time he was prepared to be more decisive.

Suddenly, his hand holding the wine glass shook, and the expensive crystal wine glass fell directly to the ground, with the bright red wine flowing like blood.

On TV, a green light bullet hit an advancing AX-VCI infantry fighting vehicle at an alarming speed. It easily penetrated the front armor of this classic car and then exploded violently.

The infantry fighting vehicle was opened like a can, and the ammunition stored in the vehicle exploded. The ignited bullets were fired in all directions like firework, and thick smoke was burning on the wreckage.

"The terrorists fired unknown energy and destroyed an Army infantry fighting vehicle!"

The live broadcast screen shook violently and pointed to the sky. It was the flight crew driving the helicopter to make an emergency climb. Although the host was also frightened, he still introduced the situation below in a very professional manner.

Broly stood next to the wreckage of the infantry fighting vehicle, the air on his hands burning like fire and smoke.

Opposite him, soldiers were facing a powerful enemy. The diesel engine made an overwhelmed roar, driving the old infantry fighting vehicle back, trying to distance itself from the monster. The soldiers were half kneeling on the ground, putting Broly's figure into their sights.

"Bang bang bang!"

Everyone set their rifles to full automatic and fired at Broly frantically.

Killing the Dust Angel's hk19 grenade launcher made a dull shooting sound, the propellant burned, and the high-explosive grenade was ejected.

"boom!"

The exploding grenade kicked up a huge cloud of smoke.

Unfortunately, Broly's reaction was faster than theirs. His powerful jumping ability allowed him to jump to the outer wall of the street building in an instant. The sporadic bullets were like mosquito bites, unable to hurt him at all.

"He's not dead! On the wall! Shoot! Shoot!"

Broly burst out with terrifying strength, jumped directly from the vertical wall, and threw out the two balls of qi in his hands in mid-air.

The two condensed air holes penetrated the top armor of the infantry fighting vehicle and penetrated into the interior.

"Boom! Boom!"

With the violent explosion, the infantry fighting vehicle was blown to pieces, leaving only two deep pits on the hard road surface, as if it had been shelled.

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Satan's fighting skills exerted unprecedented destructive power in Broly's hands.

New energy quickly gathered in his hands again, and Broly fell directly to the ground. His strong muscles seemed to be twisted into steel cables, and he punched the front armor of an infantry fighting vehicle that had no time to react.

Pure punch strength may only be able to penetrate the armor of an infantry fighting vehicle, but under the action of highly compressed air, the entire tank was blown away by this punch, and the restless air directly lifted the entire tank in mid-air. Torn into a pile of scattered metal fragments.

Debris fell like a heavy rain, and the surviving soldiers looked at this scene numbly. Their morale collapsed. This was not a monster they could deal with at all.

"This is simply a one-sided massacre. Our army has no resistance in front of this terrorist."

The host said in a trembling tone, fear inevitably welling up from deep in his heart.

Broly's speed reached a certain limit, and the camera could not clearly capture his figure. It could only record a clear figure at the moment when he stopped.

Filippoto sat on the sofa. Although the air conditioner was on, he was still sweating profusely. His lips were pursed into a thin line, and he was extremely pale. His younger brother Miguel was even more miserable. His legs were so weak from fear that he was no longer as high-spirited as before.