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Three or four minutes later.

A convoy of jeeps rushed to the scene.

The dozen or so gangsters who survived were tremblingly looking for their companions who were still alive, and carrying them to the side of the road.

A group of people got off the jeep and watched the scene of flames and bomb craters on the ground.

A group of people inevitably felt chills in their hearts.

Under the strong smell of gunpowder smoke, even this group of gangsters felt terrified.

With the armed force they arranged, they ended up in such a miserable state. What kind of outrageous goals are those two? !

...

the other side.

Zou Jin and Frank had escaped the pursuers, and under Frank's guidance, they soon came to a hidden street corner.

Zou Jin, who got off the motorcycle, took a deep breath.

On his slightly flushed face, there was still a bit of unbearable excitement.

Mei Lijian's unique street shootouts made him linger on.

Frank beside him was speechless. Judging by the expression on this little brother, could it be that he still wants to provoke those gangsters?

"Tell me, why are you at the Warehouse tonight? Don't you know that the Russian gangsters are now looking for the real culprit of the Warehouse bombing? Who did you kill?"

Very rarely, Frank asked all the confusion in his heart in one breath.

Zou Jin didn't hide anything, and said frankly:

"I'm planning to go to the Hand Association's territory tonight. I heard that the ninjas there are very special."

"As for who was killed... I didn't pay attention, anyway, they all died in the Warehouse."

Frank understood, the unexpected encounter, but met the real murderer behind the scenes, which led to a bloody incident, right...

For a while, Frank somewhat sympathized with the Russian gangsters.

definitely.

Not only is he sympathizing with the Russian gangsters, but he also sympathizes with himself.

Frank took the trouble and took the risk of grabbing a lot of tongues for interrogation, and after the on-site inspection, he locked the white goods sales den...

It turned out to be so nonsensical, and he was picked up by Donghuang's little brother who met tonight...

The nostrils fluttered slightly.

Zou Jin looked at Frank suspiciously for a few seconds before he found out.

Frank's right shoulder clothes seemed to be bleeding slightly...

Zou Jin raised his eyebrows and asked:

"Uncle Ruthless, are you alright?"

Frank shook his head slightly, maintaining his image of a tough guy without changing his face:

"It's okay, a layer of skin was scratched by stray bullets, that's all."

Say it.

Frank turned around and left on his own. When he was approaching the corner of the street, he looked sideways at Zou Jin and said with a complicated expression:

"Go back, kid, if you can... stay away from that filth!"

Looking at the back of Frank leaving, Zou Jin thought about it...

...

Two hours later.

Back in his safe house, Frank handled the wound familiarly, and even took a cold shower with his tough face stiffened.

Only then did the wound be covered with gauze.

Putting on plain clothes, he was about to open the bathroom door.

Frank stopped what he was doing, and his keen intuition told him that something should not have happened outside the door. Although it was deliberately hidden, it still aroused Frank's instinctive reaction.

He silently reached out and pushed away the mirror in the bathroom, and silently took down two Browning pistols from the gun rack behind the mirror.

Without further ado, he kicked the bathroom door away, and while rushing out of the bathroom while rolling, both pistols pointed at an uninvited guest...

Just as he took a handsome shooting pose, Frank's face darkened.

Frank is very familiar with that sneaky person.

Donghuang kid who just separated two hours ago! It was so bizarre that it appeared in the lobby of my safe house!

"why you?"

Zou Jin was fiddling with a Barrett sniper in his hand, suddenly, the movement behind him made Zou Jin froze.

look back.

But he saw Frank half-kneeling on the ground, the muzzle of the Browning pistol locked on his head...

Then came the question from Frank's soul.

Zou Jin laughed awkwardly and said:

"That's right, it's me!"

Yo you big headed ghost!

"You didn't go back just now? Instead, you followed me all the way? What do you want to do?"

"No, I went back and took a shower, emmm..., Uncle Ruthless, can you stop pointing a gun at me? I'm just curious..."

Silently put away the pistol, Frank stood up again.

Staring at Zou Jin for a long time, he said:

"The thing in your hand is not a toy, put it back where it belongs! Immediately!"

With a little grievance, Zou Jin reluctantly put Barrett back into the gun mount.

I haven't forgotten to say a word:

"So stingy, I'm your savior..."

He has to admit it.

Compare Frank's safe house layout.

The one I got from the weasel is completely shabby!

All kinds of firearms abound on the gun rack behind the bookshelf, such as pistols, rifles, sniper rifles, micro-chargers, grenade launchers, Gatling, rocket launchers, grenades, mines, etc...

One should be fully equipped with light and heavy firepower.

Comparable to a small arsenal.

Please believe that any big boy has no resistance to those big toys that can make loud noises.

If a batch of these big toys appeared at the same time, even Zou Jin would not be able to move his feet.

Even if he can easily realize it himself, it is still unavoidable.

Listening to Zou Jin's complaints, Frank couldn't help but retort:

"Whose fault do you think it's all about?!"

If the action hadn't been completely disrupted by the kid in front of him, and he was also implicated, he wouldn't be so passive as a dignified punisher.

Slightly flutter the wings of the nose.

The smell of blood still lingered, which proved that Frank's injury was still oozing blood.

Zou Jin was a little uncertain, and asked tentatively:

"Well, Uncle Ruthless... You might as well tell me the truth, you must have participated in some top-secret plan before? The kind that can turn a small man into a big chest and buttocks... super soldier?"

"You're talking about the captain of Magnesia, not me!"

Frank's expression was grim, gloomy as if he could drip water.

The information of the captain of the Magnesium Country has never been a secret. Ever since he briefly appeared on the battlefield during World War II, Mei Lijian has used it as a propaganda window for the Magnesium values...

Unfortunately.

After the captain wakes up in the future, it seems that he has no intention of going to Li Jian Zhengfu to ask for copyright fees and portrait fees...

"Tsk tsk...it's simply unscientific."

Zou Jin was still muttering, in his eyes, Frank's behavior was very unreasonable.

Physical fitness is good, and the accuracy of marksmanship is worth mentioning.

Zou Jin was the first to say that Frank like this is an ordinary person!

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