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In an abandoned factory, there are seven or eight off-road vehicles parked.

Seeing the group of people getting out of the car, Martinez led Victor to greet them quickly, "Mr. Joyce, thank you for coming to help this time."

Joyce glanced at the two of them and said calmly, "You're welcome, just tell me the situation. Mr. Carter didn't tell me too much."

Martinez smiled and said, "Okay. But before I talk about it, I think everyone is tired from driving, so you might as well go in and sit down and talk. I've already arranged it inside, and I'm here to welcome you, Mr. Joyce."

Joyce nodded, turned around and said to the players behind him, "Okay, let's follow them to rest first."

"It's the captain!" Everyone responded, and followed Martinez's younger brother, and walked into the rest area that had been prepared in the factory to rest.

"this way please."

Seeing that he had arranged his subordinates, Martinez waved his hand and invited Joyce to another room in the factory.

This is a secret base of the Skeleton Gang, and there are a lot of ammunition piled up inside. Except for the guards, people rarely come here, and most of them come here to get weapons.

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After the three of them were seated, Martinez was about to pour wine for Joyce, but he was stopped by the other party: "Mr. Martinez, you should just tell me who the target is this time. Mr. Carter wants me to Help you solve this trouble as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Martinez twitched the corner of his mouth, slowly lowered his hand holding the wine bottle, and said with a smile, "Of course. Victor, report the information we collected to Mr. Joyce."

"yes."

Victor next to him frowned. His city is not deep, and he would have been very angry if he was messed up by Joyce so shamelessly. If he didn't know that he was sent by the Gulf Group, according to his personality, he would have Go crazy.

"John Rambo, we found out that he served as a soldier in the Vietnam War and now lives in the small town of Apache, Arizona, but we sent people to investigate and found that he and his family have moved away. As for where he went Don't know yet."

"John Rambo? Served in Vietnam?"

Joyce raised his eyebrows. He had never heard of this name, and he had participated in the Vietnam War. He must be at least fifty years old. At such an older age, it is unlikely that he is a member of the American gangsters. After thinking about it I wanted to ask again: "Where is the other person?"

Victor shook his head: "The other Asian, we didn't find any useful information at the immigration office."

Joyce asked again: "You said before that he once took out something like an umbrella, which can withstand your bullets?"

"Yes, this is a videotape captured by surveillance video." Martinez next to him interjected, took out a mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to the other party.

Joyce took the phone, and it was already displayed in the playback state, so he looked at it seriously.

The quality of the video is not blurry, but because it is at night, it is not particularly clear.

At the beginning, a group of people surrounded an old man with gray hair. They bent down and beat each other painfully. At this moment, a head popped out from the lower right corner of the video. He got up and glanced at the situation on the platform, and immediately squatted down again. Go back, and when he reappears, he will have two more pistols in his hands.

Accompanied by crackling gunshots, gunfire from gunpowder smoke, members of the Skeleton Gang surrounding the old man,

Suddenly seven or eight fell down.

Seeing this scene, Joyce suddenly frowned, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Quickly went back and watched it again.

Seeing this, Joyce was even more astonished.

He clearly saw that the Asian man was holding two revolvers. If the magazines were not considered, there should be only twelve rounds of bullets. After he shot, the number of people who fell to the ground was exactly ten. two people.

That is to say, for every shot fired by this person, one person was shot.

The most important thing is that the Asian man shoots very fast. According to the naked eye on the video alone, it only takes two or three seconds at most from getting up to aiming and shooting.

This man's marksmanship is fast and accurate, definitely not ordinary people!

As the video continued, when he saw the man take out an umbrella in front of him, and fired bullets from the head of the umbrella, this kind of black technology equipment, even Joyce had never seen it when he was in the army. You can tell by looking that they are definitely secret agents of a certain country.

Joyce finally couldn't recognize him and raised his head and asked, "How did you provoke him?"

"What?" Martinez heard something in Joyce's words.

Joyce said bluntly: "This man's marksmanship is very accurate, every bullet hit your men, and the black umbrella he took out at the end, and what he threw out that looked like a grenade, I suspect he might be someone An agent sent by the state."

"Agent?" Victor was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly said in astonishment: "Could it be sent by the CIA?"

Joyce frowned: "The CIA? How did you get into the CIA?"

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Before Victor could speak, Martinez coughed and took over the topic: "Not long ago, we cooperated with a gang in Europe and shipped a batch of goods for them from the United States and Mexico."

"A shipment? How much?" Joyce naturally knew what Martinez was doing and how much he was talking about. If he wanted to alert the CIA, the quantity of the shipment should be quite high.

"200!"

"200 people! You are crazy!"

Joyce's eyes widened. He never expected Martinez to be so crazy. He transported 500 people from Mexico and the United States to Europe at once. Is this the era of black slaves a hundred years ago? You This time, two hundred people were transported to Europe, and two hundred families put pressure on the government. No wonder the CIA sent people over.

Victor said disdainfully: "What is 200 people, our next cooperation will be 500 people! Is it possible that the CIA can send troops to fight here!"

"Enough Victor!"

Seeing his arrogant attitude, Martinez scolded him, turned to Joyce and said, "Mr. Joyce, this is our business. Mr. Carter asked you to help us, not to question how we can deal with it. If you have any opinions, you can tell Mr. Carter now."

The Gulf Group is mainly engaged in drug trafficking activities, but it does not only rely on drug trafficking to make money. It has been established for decades, and they are involved in as long as it is gray business.

This cooperation with Europe, Martinez has made a lot of money, and the Gulf Group can also charge a sum of money to expand the drug sales channels in Europe. If you want to come, Mr. Carter will not care, after all, Mr. Carter back then Do crazier than that.

Joyce took a deep look at Martinez, stood up and said, "My task is to protect you for a while, and if necessary, I will help you get rid of these two people. During this time, I will live in Here, as long as you find the whereabouts of these two people, you will directly notify me, and I will not care about other things."

"No problem Mr. Joyce."

Joyce was sent away, leaving only Martinez and Victor in the room.

"This guy is really arrogant and stinky!" Victor was indignant. He is one of the bosses of the skeleton gang. He can be said to be the overlord of the underworld in this city. He is used to being arrogant. Arrogant people are naturally upset.

"Well, Joyce was sent by Mr. Carter to help us solve our troubles. He will leave when the matter is over. There is no need to talk nonsense with him."

Although Martinez was also unhappy with Joyce, he would not show it on his face. He comforted him and continued, "Send someone to check again, and buy another one from Jess by the way. The batch of weapons, I have a hunch that these two people should not have left Mexico."

Speaking of this, Martinez's eyes flashed a hint of cruelty. He was used to being the boss of the underworld, and suddenly a person who almost killed him popped up. According to his character of vindictiveness, he would never let it go.

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