Struggle in the American Comic World

The time Jordan and Jenny spent outside the library was not too long. By the time they entered the library, Team Smith hadn't broken through the defense line at the entrance.

The CIA covert unit is well equipped, even with high-tech portable bulletproof shields.

However, under the suppression of the extremely unscientific arc ballistic technique of the Assassin Mutual Aid Association, Smith's team of ten or so members had no chance to stand out.

"Trash! Soft man, heh!"

Jordani rushed into the library, did nothing at first, and first taunted Smith's team, especially Smith himself.

Smith's veins popped out immediately, and he was so desperate to shoot Jordan first in the face of a hail of bullets.

Fortunately, Jenny also rushed in at this time, and there was a burst of gunshots. The bullets around the corner suppressed the killer on the opposite side, and stood next to Jordani.

"Stop arguing, let's settle the battle first."

"Baby, you have the final say!"

Regardless of whether it was acting or flirting, Jordani forcibly sprinkled a wave of dog food, and with a leap, he rushed directly into the center of the circular library.

The arc-shaped ballistic technique that Jordani stole from him has not yet taken shape. In this kind of library with a circular pillar structure, he will suffer more than those killers.

Instead, it would be better to go directly to the center of the library, with a wider field of vision and easier aiming.

Long-range block, step-and-shoot, three-shot burst, floating volley, knee bump, random shooting.

First, he blocked a few bullets attacking him. Qiao Danny quickly pinpointed the two elite monsters, and rushed over without even thinking about it. After hitting one person to death, the last wave of random shots killed another person.

"Oh, my god! What's that, Superman?"

"No, I think the other party is more like a lion, like Mufasa."

"It's gun fighting, I knew it, the one in the movie is real, Xie Te, it's so gorgeous..."

Almost all the members of the CIA secret team present were seeing Jordan's attack method for the first time.

The brutality of the beast assault style, coupled with the fancy shooting of the roaming gunmen.

In Jordani's attack, something called violent aesthetics is displayed all the time.

A group of CIA combat members were all stunned, but at this moment, Jordan had no intention of stopping.

In the entire Assassin Mutual Aid Association, there are only a dozen elite monsters in total.

Except for those who were killed by Jordani, Jenny, and Cross, almost all of the remaining three or two were concentrated in this library.

And this time, there was Jenny in the back for fire support and defense.

Except for one defense at the beginning, Jordani's rest was all offense, offense, and offense.

It was like an incomparably gorgeous show. In just a few minutes, the battle was completely over in the smoke of gunpowder.

So it was a matter of course, Jordan and Jenny, who played the carry effect on the battlefield, were like the King and Queen at the homecoming dance, hugging and chewing each other logically.

At the same time, Cassian, who had communicated with Jordani through secret codes, finally became excited.

It's finally time for Lao Tzu to perform.

At this time, Cassian was wearing the equipment of a member of the secret army, wearing a helmet, hiding in the Smith team like a small transparent.

boom!

In this situation of a complete victory, a bullet was shot at Jordan from the direction of Smith's team.

"Smith, what the hell are you doing? Killing people to silence you, F..k, you want to steal the source of power..."

bang bang bang!

A series of gunshots exploded.

Cassian at this moment,

Added drama to myself.

Not only yelling in the CIA's communication channel, but also directly and neatly, knocking out several members of the CIA secret force.

Before Smith finally fell into a coma, what he saw was a black face of a dramatist, and his acting skills were exaggerated to the limit.

Jordani and Jenny were also stunned by this scene, this shit was not planned at all.

"Shet, Cassian, what the hell are you doing?" Seeing that Cassian cut off the communication equipment, Jordan came over annoyed.

Cassian said with a playful look on his face, "Joe, your plan is too rough. The CIA will not take the blame for us so easily, and will not believe that Smith shot you just to get jealous."

Jordani frowned and said, "So why did you come here all of a sudden?"

Cassian smiled triumphantly, and said: "John Smith chose to defect from the control of the CIA because of love and hatred, coupled with the temptation of the source of power, isn't it a good show?"

Jordani said nothing, and Jenny looked a little unhappy, and said, "What about these people?"

At this time, Cassian showed the coldness of a killer, and said: "I will deal with these people. Only when all these people disappear can the blame be settled."

This is indeed a good show, a little more reasonable.

But Cassian didn't take Jenny's emotions into consideration. Anyway, Jenny and Smith were also married for six years.

As a killer and divorced wife, Jenny can let the CIA take the blame, and John Smith's bad luck.

But after killing Smith, the nature changed. What is this, female praying mantis?

Jordani could feel the change in the atmosphere in the field, and Cassian could naturally feel it too.

Soon, Cassian took out a mobile phone from Smith's body and said, "Look, the CIA has never been a good bird. If you don't kill him, he will kill you!"

There is a message on the phone: "After the end, erase all participants and bring back the formula."

It was a classified message, and there was no caller ID, but anyone could tell that it was a one-line mission sent to Smith by the CIA.

Jordan was silent, Jenny's face was blue, but no one said anything.

In fact, this is the real life among agents and killers, intriguing and ruthless.

In these trades, whoever touches his true feelings first loses.

At this point, Jordani, Jenny, and Cassian quickly left, and just pressed the mouse bomb's controller switch when they walked out of the library and came to the entrance of the secret passage of the textile factory.

In an instant, the astonishing fire and roar completely destroyed the textile factory covering an area of ​​hundreds of acres.

Cross wasn't his son's sissy little dick with a bad heart.

The bombs strapped to the mice were all made of CL-20 explosives, known as the king of non-nuclear weapons, and their power was dozens of times that of TNT.

300 small doses of mouse bombs are enough to blow up a street.

So far, in the underground world, the Assassin Mutual Aid Association, known as the Holy Land of Assassins, has completely disappeared from this world in the endless flames and smoke.

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PS: Thank you for the 2000 tip from the book friend [Oaths Only Exist in Fairy Tales]~

I deeply feel that what I have done is not good enough, I will add some introductions to the movies of the characters in the previous article, friends who are interested can go and have a look