The Strongest Arms Dealer

The Big Three are here to say this.

Tang Dao watched them get into the car, and waved goodbye with a smile on his face.

After they walked away, the smile slowly subsided, took a deep look, turned and returned to the room, and did not let brother Ma and others enter the office, but locked himself in it alone.

"Boss...is the boss okay?" Little Ma looked at the little angel and asked.

Anyone can see that he is in a bad mood, or that his mood is very wrong.

"John is the boss's best friend and best buddy. You haven't seen him before. He is a man with a charismatic personality. He was beaten to death by those **** in Miami." Little The angel roughly explained the cause of the incident, and even couldn't help but get emotional, so he started swearing.

Brother Xiao Ma suddenly realized, and nodded slowly.

He also understands that men will go through many things when necessary, and sometimes tears are not just a woman's right.

In Across the World, there will always be a few people who will follow me, and then...disappear in history. This feeling is very uncomfortable and dull.

"The boss is not happy, so we have to make him happy, are you right?" Little Ma turned his head, looked at the little angel and said with a smile, he was taken aback by the latter, and then seemed to think of something, his eyes With a bright light, he nodded slightly.

Sitting in the limousine, Jack Kennedy was smoking a cigar and holding red wine in his left hand. Marin Locke, who was sitting opposite him, raised his head and watched the movie played on the small TV in front of him.

"Don't you think today is going well?" Jack said suddenly, crossing his legs.

"Is it going well? Nicholas is a person who understands the general situation. He will understand our painstaking efforts." Marin replied with a smile. Not a rash man."

Jack Kennedy admitted that what they said was right, but his intuition always told him that Tang Dao didn't look like a good boy.

Do you think a hyena from Africa learned to be vegetarian?

A dog is always a dog. Even if he can pretend to eat some vegetables, he will bite his teeth into your throat when necessary.

But now that they both said it, Jack had no choice but to hold back the thought, hoping that Nicholas would understand.

Peace is hard to come by!

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Jeremy. Beverly got off the plane with a gloomy expression. This expression was the same as the weather in Boston today. Just looking at it made people feel depressed.

The old man Grace was leaning on a cane and was supported by bodyguards. His legs and feet were not very flexible. When he got off the plane, he had to lower his head for fear that he would miss the step, and the wrinkled skin on his face was still hanging. With age spots on his face, he looked at Jeremy who was walking in front. Beverly, with a doting look in his eyes, shouted with a smile, "Jeremy, don't you plan to wait for me, an old man?"

Jeremy. Beverly stopped, took a deep breath, and came back, standing on Grace's right hand, dragging.

"Do you still think we are too harsh on you?" Gremi said with a smile. The other party did not speak, but explained from the quivering lips that he still hadn't vented his inner feelings. He came to Boston to talk about it. Is it just admitting cowardice?

People point to war with you, but you are afraid!

Jeremy. Beverly could almost imagine that other consortiums and organizations laughed at him.

"There is too much injustice in this world. Isn't life like this? We are indeed inferior to the Boston Consortium. Their influence is beyond our comparability. Even, they can completely crush us to a certain extent! When I was young , I am also very unconvinced, why this era cannot tolerate me, there are many people who share this concept with us, so we joined forces to launch an attack against the old era."

Grace's eyes lit up as he recalled his past.

When people get older, it's easy to go back in time.

Especially when you think you are doing great things.

Don't you think it's so cool to overturn an era?

Jeremy. Beverly listened unconsciously, and the light on Grace's face dimmed, "We failed. In fact, there were three consortiums in Miami before, and the other two controlled the local transportation industry, aviation and railways, business All over the world, but when disaster strikes, no snowflake is innocent. They go to jail, and within two years, all their assets are swallowed up."

Of course, this must also include Gremi and others.

The business camp has never been fixed. When you decline, it will always be your "friend" who bites you first.

"So!" Graeme patted Jeremy. Beverly's shoulders are meaningful, "Only by living can you have a chance to challenge. Death is just a waste of time in the cemetery. When this matter is resolved, you should stabilize for a few years. After time passes Come out, you are my man, I will not let you suffer, there is a lack of supervisors in the European region, you go there to avoid the limelight."

Maybe it was Gremi's words that made him feel valued, and the dissatisfaction in his heart disappeared a lot. Nodded, "Understood, I will obey any orders."

"You are an obedient child, God will bless you." Grace said with a smile.

A group of people walked through the VIP passage to the boarding point. Jeremy opened the door and escorted Grace up. He was about to close the door carefully when he heard someone calling his name loudly. In the underground parking lot Very abrupt.

Jeremy. Beverly turned his head in surprise and confusion, and saw two strong men in windbreakers and masks running over, and then took out a fmkmod2 submachine gun from his pocket more than 20 meters away! This is what the Argentinian Domingo Matte factory prevented the American m3a1 from. The gun is also available in a wooden stock version. The fmk gun is reliable, well balanced and easy to shoot with one hand.

There is also a nickname: "Guns for crime!"

This weapon was the second most used weapon in many crimes against banks in the 1980s.

The main speed is fast, cheap, and the most important thing is that the gunfire is 693 mm, which is placed in the windbreaker, no one can find it at all, and the magazine capacity: 25 rounds, this firepower is enough.

The two gunmen, facing Jeremy. Beverly is a burst of fire.

"Boss, be careful!" The bodyguard next to him hurriedly pushed him away and protected him under his body. The bullet hit him, and he could hear a dull sound.

Crackling.

The car body was beaten full of sparks.

There are many passengers in this underground garage, and many people scream and disperse, and the piercing alarm sounds, and the police can be seen running over from a distance.

The security at Boston Airport is top-notch. The police are equipped with heavy equipment, and support can arrive quickly in a short period of time.

"Withdraw! Withdraw!"

One of the gunmen shouted ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ tore off the grenade from his belt, and threw it forward.

"Grenade!" A bodyguard roared sharply. It was too late to kick it away, and he didn't know where the temper and blood came from, so he rushed towards the grenade.

boom!

This person was directly blown up by nearly 50 centimeters, and then fell down heavily.

He used his body to block the flying shrapnel, but he didn't feel well, and when his companion turned him over, he was already out of breath.

Shrapnel... shattered his throat!

Grace, who was hiding in the car, was also seriously injured, and a stray bullet passed through his shoulder blade.

The security guards and policemen who came running busy blocked the scene.

The medical staff also arrived at the first time.

Faster...and the paparazzi. @B