Panther Commando

Haig didn't even look at the blood dripping arm. To him, this injury was like being bitten by a mosquito, and it didn't matter at all.

The girlfriend Emma beside Haig was already pale, and hid behind Haig with two big terrified eyes.

The person who was thrown out by Haig just now scolded and rushed towards Haig. At this moment, the restaurant owner, dangling from the backstage with a fat body, ran towards this side with a big belly, shouting in English. He wrote: "Don't do it, don't do it, you have something to say."

Just when he ran behind an Asian man, the Asian man didn't even look at him, suddenly raised his foot and kicked back, kicking the restaurant owner's round belly with one foot.

"Ah," the restaurant owner screamed, and flew backwards and slammed into the cashier with a "bang". Several waiters had long since hid behind the cashier, holding their phones and calling the police in a low voice.

Haig completely ignored the injured arm, staring at the person who was rushing coldly, and the giant fist in his hand slammed into the opponent's face.

Just when his arm was just half stretched out, Haig's eyes suddenly turned blood red, black blood suddenly appeared from his nose, mouth, and ears, and his body shook violently and fell backward. .

"Ah" Haig's girlfriend suddenly let out a heart-piercing scream when she saw Haig's terrifying appearance.

Following the woman's scream, the person who rushed over raised his right hand, and a cold light suddenly flashed in the air, and the huge head of Haig, who was falling backwards, suddenly flew into the air, and a black column of blood appeared in the dark. Under the pressure of the powerful heart of Ge, it sprayed directly onto the nearly four-meter-high ceiling.

"Damn." Emma let out a terrified cry again, closed her eyes and slumped to the ground, fainting beside Haig's torso.

At this moment, Jones had just driven his car into the parking lot on the side of the restaurant, and suddenly heard the screaming scream. He turned his head and looked at the restaurant. He saw four Asian men in their twenties standing scattered at the entrance of the restaurant, all holding hands. at the waist.

No, something happened to Haig. Jones quickly opened the storage box in the car, picked up a Kurt Ml911 pistol, opened the safety and pushed the door and jumped out.

As soon as he jumped out of the car door, he saw three Asian men in the same clothes walking out of the restaurant, each carrying something wrapped in a tablecloth in his hand, still scolding fiercely: "Baga."

"People from R." Jones heard the other party's scolding and immediately understood the other party's identity. He took a closer look at the package the other party was carrying, and suddenly found that black blood was dripping from the package.

Jones' heart twitched suddenly, Haig, his eyes suddenly turned red, and a blood rushed to his brain: Haig must have been killed.

At this time, the few people who were standing outside the restaurant had already locked their eyes on Jones, who had just jumped out of the car. They saw the pistol in his hand, one of them shouted, and his right hand quickly pulled out from his waist. pistol.

"Crack, snap!" Jones didn't hesitate, raised his hand and fired two shots at the person carrying the package, and rushed forward. The person carrying the package on the opposite side shouted, threw the package in his hand, and slammed his right hand over it. chest, and fell backwards.

A few people on the opposite side took out their pistols and fired several shots at Jones. One shot was hitting Jones, who was rushing forward, on the left shoulder.

Jones snorted, rolled on the ground and fired several shots at the opposite side, then threw himself behind a car.

At this moment, there was a sudden burst of rushing sirens on the road in the distance. Several police cars roared towards this side. Several people at the door of the restaurant quickly carried the injured person on their backs, jumped into a van and rushed. go out.

Seeing the enemy flee, Jones quickly ran to his jeep, opened the trunk of the car, opened a first aid kit with one hand, took out a circle of gauze and tied it to the injured left shoulder, and ran into the restaurant with a pistol in hand.

He was stunned when he ran into the restaurant. Haig's tall and burly body was lying in the aisle of the restaurant, his head was gone, the ground was covered with almost black blood, and a woman lay beside him.

Jones' eyes almost dripped blood. He ran to the restaurant door with a pistol in hand. He picked up the package on the ground and opened it. It was indeed the dark head of Haig. With a few dark bloodstains.

Seeing these black bloodstains, Jones understood that Haig must have been injured by a highly poisonous enemy's hidden weapon and lost his ability to resist. Otherwise, Haig would not have been subdued by the enemy so quickly with his skills. In country A, Jones had seen the power of the little devil's poisonous hidden weapon, but they used it on themselves that time.

At this time, the police car that came quickly had already surrounded him, and six or seven policemen jumped out of the car, yelling for him to put down the pistol.

Jones glanced at the policeman with blood-red eyes, slowly put the pistol on the ground, took out his ID and showed it to the police. He raised his pistol and saluted, then handed it back to Jones with his ID in both hands. He didn't expect this man to be a SEAL officer.

Jones didn't say a word, walked aside with blood-red eyes, took out his phone and immediately notified the captain, Lieutenant Colonel Cole, and told him to be more vigilant to guard against the retaliation of these little devils. He knew that this must be done by the little devils. , otherwise they would not be so cruel, they are brutally revenge.

As soon as he notified the captain, an ambulance drove over quickly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ A few ambulancemen pulled him into the ambulance and took him to the hospital.

Jones shook his head at the medical staff and pushed them away, bent over to pick up his pistol on the ground, walked quickly to his jeep, got into the jeep and quickly left the scene.

When he got in the car, he turned on the radio, and quickly rushed to the highway with one hand on the steering wheel. Just now, he did not ask the police for protection. From the brief fight with the little devils just now, he had already seen that the other party had gone through strict procedures. Special forces trained.

If the police were attacked in the process of escorting him, these police officers would have the ability to confront these special operations-trained personnel, only to increase the casualties of the police, and he left quietly, but the target was small, and the action was not easy to cause the opponent. attention.

Just as he was driving down the road, the news channel on the radio was already broadcasting the restaurant murder. Jones knew that his country's news media was extremely quick, sometimes faster than the police, and some vicious emergencies. , Before the police arrived at the scene, the helicopters and interview vehicles of the news media were already reporting at the broadcast site.

Just now, a sniper's instinct made him calm down quickly, the enemy was retaliating, Haig was killed, and the next target might be himself.