War Paradise

As the vice president of Kayaland Electric Vehicle Company, the handsome bachelor Watson Maguire is only 37 years old this year. For successful entrepreneurs, he is very young.

Similar to the birth experience of many legendary companies, this company was founded by him and his university roommates after graduation. The origin can be said to be very ordinary. They only wanted to produce battery packs for electric vehicles. No one thought that this company would become one of the pillars of Kayaland’s taxation.

Of course, no one can imagine that this once tourist city will become what it is now.

"Uh... let me go..."

Watson, kneeling on the floor covered with dry blood, with his arms tied behind his back with ropes, kept whispering for mercy. Tears and dust mixed together, leaving a black "totem" on the face.

He usually faces the media with the appearance of a mature man. He is regarded by countless women in Kayaland as the love of his dreams. At this time, he is already bruised and bruised, his hair has been torn off in half, and his torn shirt and western shirt are torn off. Under the trousers, dark red blood still oozes.

"Then you have to ask your friend to bring the money first." Standing by the bombed wall on the other side of the house, a kidnapper laughed loudly, causing the other two robbers to laugh.

These kidnappers wore hockey masks, wore grey sportswear, and had baseball bats and GLOCK pistols in their hands. They looked like some innocent punks.

If no war broke out in this city, the bodyguards around Watson would be more than enough to beat these guys. But after the bombing began, his bodyguard and driver died in the bloody explosion. It was a miracle that Watson himself could survive.

Unfortunately, Watson was caught by three kidnappers before he was lucky enough to survive. Throwing it on the second floor of this empty house, he became a hostage sadly.

It seemed to be a block near his villa. When he was taken to the ruined house, Watson saw a burning burger shop nearby and the red-shell fire truck with the head of the fire truck stuck in the street.

"It's all about this time... Run for your life..." Watson pleaded.

In his opinion, the kidnapping of these kidnappers in the almost razed city of Kayaland was simply an act of mental retardation. But those gangsters obviously don't think so.

"when?"

A gangster kicked Watson's already bruised chest heavily and cursed: "Daddy wants money! We know your identity and let the people from that company send the money! You can get out, coward! "

"Now the company has been ruined..." Watson spit out a mouthful of old blood: "You might as well go directly to the bank vault. Anyway, everyone ran away..."

"Fart, the vault door is powered on, do you think we don't know?" The culprit said, "Don't fool us!"

In the face of these totally unreasonable kidnappers, even Watson, who was once invincible in business negotiations and known as the "negotiation master", was completely unable to convince them.

His negotiation skills are only effective for normal people, and it has no effect on these lunatics who are still thinking about stealing money in the ruins of the war.

——Is there any way?

Watson, who could not think of any solution, lowered his head in despair, knelt on the dirty and cold floor, waiting for the moment when he was executed by these crazy bandits.

Buzzing...

The fire truck's sirens suddenly sounded from the street downstairs, frightening the gangster beside Watson, and the gun in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"What is the son of a bitch?" the other gangster cursed.

"The broken car rang once this morning." The scared gangster patted own chest: "It should be an accident—"

Before he finished speaking, he was rushed back by the surging water.

The three gangsters in the empty house, together with the screaming Watson, were directly hit by the high-pressure water cannon on the fire truck. The astonishing water flow blasted into the house from the long-lost glass window, like a heavy fist. On the four people, they rushed out from the other side of the house without walls, and fell into the open space under the empty house together with the water.

"Uh……"

Watson, who was already weak, took another hit, and another mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. Before he opened his eyes, his vision suddenly filled with a dark red.

Watson opened his eyes tremblingly, and saw the three kidnappers lying down on the open ground, and viscous plasma was flowing out of the fracture of the throat. Before he could figure out what happened, he saw a group of scary figures covered in blood appearing in front of him.

"Mr. Vice President, you are saved." The young man standing in the front bent down, cut the rope in Watson's hand with a saber, and then helped Watson up.

"Have you... saved people like this..." Watson whispered.

He was in close contact with the ground on the right side of his body just now. At this time, he was in a wonderful state of pain and numbness. Fortunately, it was not his head that hit the ground first, otherwise he would die forever.

"Sorry, we were really rough." Lin Chi, who was holding Watson's arm, opened the map with a smile and determined the location of the evacuation point marked by the green light dot.

Although it is possible to sneak in and kill the three gangsters suddenly, using the fire truck on the street is undoubtedly the most efficient solution.

Of course, before the action, Lin Chi naturally observed the situation of the hostages and confirmed that the target of the rescue was a man who was not too old, so he chose this method.

The high-pressure water from the fire truck was still hitting the second floor of the house, like a torrential rain falling on the open space on the other side. Under the gaze of Watson with an expression of pain on his face, Lin Chi and a few SOG soldiers were wearing clothes in the "storm" After taking a cold shower, the blood stains on the clothes that had already solidified disappeared a lot, finally revealing the original color.

"Who are you guys?" Watson murmured.

Except for Eric, who controls the fire truck on the other side, the other soldiers are all "renewed" at this time. After the shower, Lin Chi and his troops left the block with Watson, and soon arrived at the evacuation point one kilometer away.

Without the threat of the player, the remaining mercenaries on the street are not worth mentioning. If it is said that yesterday’s SOG was a bit uncomfortable because it was a "new arrival", SOG, which has experienced a bloody storm, has completely integrated into this battlefield today.

After arriving at the evacuation point, Lin Chi found a flare gun nearby and fired a red flare against the sky. Only less than two minutes later, a Black Hawk helicopter landed on a nearby open space.

"Okay, you are safe." Woods patted Watson on the shoulder.

"thank you all……"

Seeing a group of soldiers in black who were approaching here, Watson gratefully watched as he rescued the group of own, limped along with Lin Chi's help, and then suddenly whispered to Lin Chi, "Thank you. you."

"You're welcome, you should." Lin Chi smiled.

"I have left something here, you may be able to use it."

While being supported by the soldiers in black, Watson bent down laboriously, took out a key from his sock, and handed it to Lin Chi.

"Go to the underground garage at No. 3 Wood Street Villa District. There is my private collection. I wanted to drive it away."

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