The Strongest Arms Dealer

McDonald couldn't fall asleep and tossed and turned on the bed repeatedly. He understood the impact of what he was about to do.

It is not an exaggeration to say that if you succeed, you will be a young model at the venue, and if you fail, you will burp directly, but no matter what, the Savior Company will never forgive yourself, and there will be no less official and secret rewards.

But, this is a large-scale kidnapping case worth hundreds of millions or even billions of dollars!

McDonald loves this kind of challenge, otherwise, why would he have retired from Eagle Sauce's Navy SEALs in his prime? He was an officer at that time, and his superiors were very optimistic about him, thinking that he could be in charge of the SEALs in the future, but he refused to keep him.

First of all, Eagle Sauce cannot provide him with the salary he wants.

After all, this is linked to your military rank, and secondly, this kind of life lacks excitement, he wants a more exciting life, and he doesn't want to be someone else's pony, he wants to be the boss himself!

In addition, there are people inside him who can speak well and behave well, and they have fooled a lot of people into hanging out with him, so they can be regarded as a little famous.

But he's just too adventurous, like now...

Go on board in person, with only two team members with you, and everyone else will follow the "toy man" and they will attack from the outside.

God would not have favored him countless times.

McDonald sat up suddenly. He was a little restless, took a gulp of ice water from the window, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, stroked his hair, stood up and was about to go to the bathroom.

In this silence, a very slight sound of the door opening was suddenly heard.

McDonald's hair exploded instantly. Someone opened his door at such a late hour. This must not be a normal person.

He picked up a fruit knife from the coffee table and hid behind the door. When the door was opened a small gap and a hand just came in, McDonald grabbed the opponent's wrist and pulled it in with force. The fruit knife directly Continuously stabbing at the abdomen.

The movement suddenly became louder.

McDonald's attack was ruthless, he stabbed four or five times in a row, pushed people out and bumped into the passageway, so he had a chance to see clearly, there are people outside!

He took a breath and ran away, and there was a roar behind him.

"Damn it! Bent is wounded, shoot! Shoot!"

Upon hearing the command from the opposing commander, McDonald's foot almost softened, and the opponent actually ordered to shoot. The passage was at least tens of meters away.

He is not Superman.

How could this be avoided?

Therefore, he decisively... chose to surrender, raised his hand and said loudly, "I demand certain personal rights!"

"Fuck you!" The security guard who was chasing up took out his stun gun and pointed at him. McDonald was so affected that he rolled his eyes and fell limp on the ground, still twitching a bit.

"Drag him away."

Not only McDonald, but the rich people on board found that the atmosphere was a little bit wrong. Some opened the door and wanted to ask, but they were all politely invited back. Everyone is smart and knows that this scene is not right. Listening to the outside corridor With a crackling sound, they all covered their heads with the quilt.

Under effective prevention, the iron skull did not appear.

In a house on the third floor.

Meng Bo was watching TV very bored, because at sea, it was almost impossible to watch the live broadcast, and it was intermittent, which affected the viewing experience, so most of the TVs on the Ocean Ranch were stored Hollywood movies.

"It's so boring!" He lay on the bed with large characters and exclaimed.

Nakamura Huixiang looked at him from the side, "What's not boring?"

"Big Bobo!"

"Go to hell!" Hui Xiang picked up the pillow and threw it at it and scolded. The two of them started to make a fuss in the room. Suddenly, a rushing sound stopped the two of them. They were too familiar with this sound.

This is the sound of gunfire!

They looked at each other, then ran to the door, opened the door, just in time to see a security guard with a headset standing at the door, heard the sound of the door opening, smiled, "Mr. Meng Bo, what's the matter?"

"Is this the sound of a gun?" Meng Bo asked, before waiting for the other party to answer, he asked himself and answered, "Don't try to lie to me, I still have this ability to distinguish."

Nakamura Kyoka also said from the side, "I think it's a machine gun, Falk!" She cursed in a low voice, "We have the right to know what happened!"

The security personnel hesitated, "It's just that someone wants to attack the ship, but these are all within our control."

"Pirate?" Meng Bo was taken aback, but Nakamura Huixiang was very excited. She stood behind and raised her hands, "We're going up."

The security guard shook his head, "I'm sorry, my responsibility is to keep an eye on you, and we can handle it!"

While talking, he looked at Meng Bo and the two men with unfriendly eyes. They were shit-stirring sticks, and the boss meant to let him watch.

"Don't worry, the kids are just kidding." Meng Bo looked down the aisle, there were more than a dozen people standing there with weapons, shrank his head, pulled Nakamura Huixiang back to the room, and closed the door.

"Meng Bo! Why are you so timid?"

"Grandma, this is going to kill people. Since they can handle it, why do we go up there?"

Eika Nakamura: "Don't you think this is exciting?!"

Meng Bo covered his forehead and shook his head. He didn't want to talk to such an idiot. He took out a can of Coke from the refrigerator, went to the sofa, and turned on the TV.

He is somewhat capable, but it doesn't mean that he can beat a dozen by himself. The ones on the outside look like big and three rough. Moreover, they are not good people. Meng Bo found that their finger joints had calluses. After labor, combined with their occupations, it must be boxing, shooting, etc.

Security is not security!

Of course, Nakamura Huixiang was just talking, but An still couldn't bear the curiosity in her heart, "The security members of this ship are the umbrella company, right? I remember that we also met their employees when we were in New York. How is it?"

"Of course the most elite people are not in the safe zone. In hotspot areas such as Africa and the Middle East, their employees are spread all over the world. Moreover, I heard that they have grades, the most common D-level, the highest A-level, similar to the Navy SEALs."

"So, you can't beat them?" Nakamura Huixiang asked gossip.

Meng Bo sat up straight at once, but then he let out a sigh of relief and withered, "We are in different industries."

He still said stiffly.

"You just have a good mouth." Nakamura Huixiang snorted.

Meng Bo was startled, then smiled, but he was greeted by a pillow, and then came Huixiang's annoyed voice, "Throw away your dirty thoughts!"

…

Moore's face was constantly shaking with the recoil of the machine gun used by the M249 squad. After shooting a shuttle, he squatted down, pressed the headset and said, "Control room, turn on all the lights!"

The speedboat was too small to be seen in the dark. The shuttle just now...who knows where he hit. Although he shot along the sound, it might not be able to hit people.

After hearing his order, all the powerful spotlights on the deck were turned on, immediately illuminating the surrounding hundreds of meters clearly.

The employee who was observing also reported through the headset, "There are a total of 9 speedboats with about 70 people."

Moore frowned, this is far from the 4 ships reported by the captain's room!

But after thinking about it, what the hell, they are all enemies. It doesn't matter how many people there are, as long as they don't let him climb up?

In this kind of sea battle, the other party is actually at a disadvantage. What they want is kidnapping, so they must board the ship. If they can't even get on the ship, it's a joke!

But if you let them climb up, then the umbrella is a joke!

Moore took a deep breath, then bounced up, and shot at the bottom, and someone fell into the water below.

"Bastard! Why is there still firepower?! Where are the people inside us?" Someone below shouted angrily, almost conveying it with their own voice, but no one heard it at all, and the sound was completely swallowed by the big waves.

This voice came from another speedboat, the boss of the Mexican tomahawk with a human exoskeleton: Thiago Hierbas.

It was also the arrogant person who gave the notice to Bradley Feng. Now he pursed his lips and looked angry. is a kind of joke.

It seemed that many people looked at him mockingly.

"Boss, we can't contact the people inside." The member sitting behind the speedboat and contacting his base camp also said helplessly.

Thiago Hirbas was furious!

He really wanted to give the order to let the speedboat rush over, but the machine gun bullets flying over his head made him calm down instantly, but isn't it... embarrassing to give the retreat order like this?

He was still hesitating, but the younger brother behind him suddenly yelled in horror, which made Thiago Hirbass very upset, there are no women here, what are you calling?

"RPG!"

Thiago Hirbas's scalp was numb, and then a speedboat next to him burst into flames and was blown over. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he woke up all of a sudden, "Withdraw! Withdraw! The tomahawks go back .”

He yelled in a little panic, but he could hear shouts beside him, "Ula!"

Thiago Hirbas hurriedly turned his head to look, and saw that the person in charge of the Siberian white bear on the other side was manipulating the speedboat to "heroically" charge.

Grass!

Don't you have Italians in your group?

Can't it be the good style of Italy? Eat melons, watch the excitement, retreat, surrender? Why do you want to imitate Mao Xiong?

Why can't you learn from yourself? Safe retreat?

Thiago Hirbas hesitated for a while~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This is not guilt, but just wondering if the other party will really hit in, and then he will miss these dollars, but this idea is also Just after thinking about it, he gave up.

What the hell!

Shit, do you think shouting Ulla on the sea is the same as shouting on the ground?

He still chooses to believe in himself and run away!

Therefore, a particularly funny scene appeared on the sea, the two groups of people parted ways, some ran backwards, and some moved forward without hesitation!

In the air, the terrified screams of the Siberians came.

"Thiago Sirbass! NMB!"