The Dragon Soul of the Strongest Special Forces

Chapter 386 Golden Poker
When Jiang Wei's gaze fell on him, Mengsi Angdo really felt that he was going to die, that gaze was so cold, it felt like he was thrown into the polar region in his unlined clothes.

Mons Ondo had no doubts, if he said one more word, he would be killed by Jiang Wei on the spot!

"Throw him out!" Jiang Wei waved at Sac.

Two "BLACK-SNAKE" militants immediately set up Mons Ondo, and dragged him out of the warehouse amidst his wailing.

It is true that Mengsi Ondo is the boss of "BLACK-SNAKE", but his status as the boss was given to him by Jiang Wei. In front of Jiang Wei, Mengsi Ondo is nothing!
After throwing Mengsi Ondo out of the warehouse, the soy sauce warehouse returned to calm, and the smell of soy sauce and gunpowder mixed in the turbid air.

Jiang Wei had his hands behind his back, and behind him stood the three "angels of death" with icy expressions.

Jiang Wei still did not order to attack Long Jingyun, He Ziming and Tang Feng.He was waiting, he was waiting for Ye Xiao's arrival.

Of course, it may not be Ye Xiao himself who came to the rescue this time.

But Jiang Wei believed that Ye Xiao would come, not for anything else, because Long Jingyun and He Ziming were here!

……

The weather in Belinloka is very bad, the sky is gloomy, and the dark clouds in the sky are very thick, as if it will crush the sky at any time.

The location where Ye Xiao landed was less than two kilometers away from the soy sauce factory.

After landing, Ye Xiao took off the umbrella bag behind him, and pulled off the wing suit on his body.When taking off the wingsuit, Ye Xiao clearly felt a tearing pain coming from his back.

The wound on his back had just begun to scab and hadn't healed yet. The action of parachuting just now obviously opened up the wound on his back again.

But at this moment, Ye Xiao couldn't care about the wound on his back at all, he just wanted to rush to the soy sauce factory as soon as possible.

Under the wingsuit, Ye Xiao wore a white tuxedo, and then took out a Guy Fawkes mask from his backpack and put it on his face.

From the day DEATHPOKER was born, Guy Fawkes's mask has become a symbol just like the killing cards in his hand.

That being the case, let DEATHPOKER appear in such a costume!
Ye Xiao bent down and took out another white top hat from his backpack, put it on his head, and gently pressed down the brim of the hat.

At this moment, Ye Xiao, except for the different color of the tuxedo on his body, looks like "V" walked out of a movie.

Ye Xiao ran towards the soy sauce factory.

rumbling...

In the thick clouds, there was a dull thunder.

Dark clouds hung over the open space, and twisted electric snakes were swimming among the clouds.

click!
A thick bolt of lightning slashed down from the clouds, reaching from the sky to the ground, and the forked blue-purple beam seemed to tear the world apart.

pat!pat!pat!

Bean-sized raindrops broke through the clouds and fell from the sky.

The rain quickly became heavier, and the torrential rain washed every building, every brick and tile, and every inch of land in Bellin Luoka, as if to completely wash away the sin and filth on this land.

When he was approaching the soy sauce factory, Ye Xiao slowed down and walked towards the soy sauce factory, flipping several golden playing cards flexibly between his fingers.

The rain had already wet his white top hat and his white tuxedo.The rain even seeped through the shirt inside the tuxedo, and seeped into the wound on his back, causing pain.

Mons Ondo, who was driven out of the soy sauce warehouse by Jiang Wei, was sitting in a jeep smoking a cigar very depressedly. The acrid and acrid cigar smoke had already filled the entire cabin of the jeep.

Hey--!
Under Meng Siangdo's hard sucking, the cigar thicker than a thumb became brighter, and the cigar burned down a little.

Mengsi Ondo was very depressed, so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood, but there was nothing he could do.Because he is no longer the "snakehead" in San Francisco, he is now dependent on others. "Hydra" can save themselves from Medellin, and similarly, they can also kill themselves, just like killing a chicken, kill themselves!
Suddenly, a figure wearing a white tuxedo and walking towards the soy sauce factory appeared in the rearview mirror of the jeep, which caught Monsi Ondo's attention.

Because of the heavy rain and the smog in the carriage, Mengsi Ondo thought he had misread it at first, but when he opened the window and the smoke was blown away by the wind, Mengsi Ondo realized that the road had reached The white tuxedo silhouette at the gate of the soy sauce factory is not my own illusion!
"damn it!"

Mons Ondo threw the cigar out of the jeep in a panic, opened the storage compartment, and took out a pistol from inside.

Mons Ondo saw Ye Xiao walking into the soy sauce factory, and those "BLACK-SNAKE" militants guarding outside the warehouse of the soy sauce factory naturally also saw Ye Xiao.

Whoa!

Several "BLACK-SNAKE" militants pointed their guns at Ye Xiao.

But all they could do was aim at Ye Xiao with their guns up, because the moment they raised their guns, the golden murderous poker card flipped between Ye Xiao's fingers had already flown towards them.

The golden killing poker spun quickly, cutting towards the "BLACK-SNAKE" militants at a tricky and strange angle.

A drop of raindrops falling from the sky blocked a golden killing poker, and was instantly cut by the golden poker.In the humid air, those few golden poker cards outlined a few golden edges.

And every golden edge means death!

laugh!laugh!laugh!laugh!laugh!
The flying trajectories of those golden killing poker cards were tricky and weird, but the landing points were very precise.

Human throat!

The throats of those "BLACK-SNAKE" militants were all cut open by the golden killing cards, and blood arrows shot out from their necks.

Their beating hearts are like a water pump, squeezing the blood out of their bodies through the incision on their necks.

Although these "BLACK-SNAKE" militants pressed hard on the wounds on their necks, this did not stop the blood from draining from their bodies.

Plop!Plop!Plop!Plop!Plop!
Several "BLACK-SNAKE" fighters clutched their necks and fell to the ground. The blood flowing from their necks mixed in the muddy water and flowed to Ye Xiao's feet.

"Stop, stop for me!"

In the blink of an eye, the five companions became five corpses lying on the ground, making the other "BLACK-SNAKE" militants around them feel fear and trembling!

They're clutching their automatic rifles because it's the only thing that gives them a sense of security right now!

(End of this chapter)