Pretty CEO's Soldier Son-in-law

Just yesterday, whiteboard was crying like a child, patting Kao Fei and James that he was retiring and would never kill himself. He wanted to live happily with Barbara in the greatest and safest country like countless law-abiding American citizens.

But that sentence seemed to reverberate in his ears. Today, he picked up a modified sniper rifle and, together with his newly married wife Barbara, gorillas and monkeys, began to reap human lives cruelly.

No way, some people, relying on the large number of people with guns in their hands, dare to chase down their brothers wantonly and run away in confusion like the dogs that drove them away. This evil breath can't be swallowed.

I was kind, but I was forced to be a good man and a killer.

One face-to-face, four people killed four excellent motorcycles drivers from four directions.

No matter how capable these four killers are, they are excellent drivers and have nothing to do with killers.

Kara, after pulling the bolt quickly, hid in the white board of the window on the third floor of a church in the southeast corner, aimed at the driver's head of a large black SUV from the sight glass, and pulled the trigger decisively.

The silver armour piercing bullet, at a speed unimaginable to the dead, whistling through the car window, smashed the driver's head, and burst out thousands of peach blossom!

After the driver was shot in glory, the car, like a mad cow driving to control, slammed into a car parked at the intersection.

Coax!

With a loud noise, the SUV hit someone else's car, flew straight into the air, and then hit the ground with four wheels in the air.

The unfortunate car was also hit more than ten meters away - three or four cars were hit before it stopped. I didn't know whether the man driving was dead or alive.

No one cares about these innocent people who have been harmed. The four of them don't care. Fanny and others, who are closely following each other, will not care.

After the four motorcycles and the black SUV in front of us were hit by a devastating attack one after another, the second car roared to the scene, and immediately, three big men in black jackets, carrying guns, jumped out quickly.

As Merson said, the men Fanny brought with them were outstanding retired special forces soldiers selected by old George from all over the world. Their individual combat ability is very strong, and they can keep absolutely calm when they encounter problems.

After their fellow preachers died, they immediately made the most correct response - perhaps, wrong.

Because the three people just jumped out of the car, and before they found a shelter to observe the surrounding environment, a few hateful sniper bullets knocked them down to the ground. One of them had a good life, and was hit with two on his head, which directly turned into rotten watermelon.

Fanny, who was postponed, was shocked: before seeing where the enemy was, ten of his subordinates died in glory.

These men are more powerful than those killers sent to assassinate Caesar. They are all elite individual soldiers under the direct leadership of old George. How could they be broken in silence like porcelain dolls?

What does this prove?

It can only prove that the hidden enemy is stronger, colder and more vicious than these people.

In fact, it is true. After all, whiteboard and gorillas have been fighting in the killing all these years. No matter the individual combat experience or ability, they are not comparable to those of old George's men who usually wear sunglasses and pretend to be cool, but few of them can match them.

What's more, the sniper rifles used by whiteboard and others are all improved and can be called the most perfect killing weapon in the world.

The world-famous elite "sniper team" of the a army of French Foreign Legions, no matter whether it is a single soldier or a small-scale group cooperation, it needs lafanine and other 17-8 streets.

It seems that there is no difference between killing them in the dark and slaughtering a chicken in the henhouse by a butcher waving a butcher's knife.

The cruel reality of the sudden death of ten elite men (Fanny had no hope that the other two men except the driver in the four wheeled car would still be alive), which made Fanny gape and tremble.

With a crisp bang, the man sitting on the front passenger's seat had a burst of blood in his head and collapsed on the driver's body. The strong smell of blood also awakened Fanny, and then he screamed: "turn around, turn around, go!"

Fortunately, the man who drove the car was a real man. He was not frightened by his companions who died in a row. He just let out a cry of despair. He quickly turned the front of the car, stepped on the gas pedal to the end, and ran against several cars.

The end of a brutal gun battle, or one-sided massacre.

During this period, it took at most 30 seconds. Fanny didn't even see what the enemy looked like, and 11 of her subordinates were killed. She saw the opportunity quickly. If she fled later, they would be doomed to be wiped out today.

When they kill people, they don't measure their own safety factor for the number of people killed. They are used to clearing all the dangers before putting their bloody fangs away.

As Fanny fled, the danger was lifted.The scene of the gunfight was quiet, at least within 300 meters, no one spoke, let alone the car started.

The whiteboard made a gesture to Barbara in the northwest corner, put away the sniper gun, squatted on the ground and quickly disassembled it. Within half a minute, the terrible sniper weapon was disassembled and put into a small suitcase.

Then, the whiteboard took out a pair of golden glasses, put them on his face, and walked slowly down the stairs with his suitcase.

Old Buck was staring at the second floor of the shop behind him. He kept looking up at it at a 45 degree angle. He was still as long as a century before he was awakened by the scream of a woman not far away.

Then he found that the girl with silk flowers in her hair had disappeared, as if she had never appeared in the window.

Cold sweat, splashing down from old Buck's forehead, was moved to cross repeatedly after seeing the real face of the killer. Then he ran home with the fastest speed, called out Arab domestic servants, drove his luxury car of tens of millions of dollars, and left Las Vegas overnight.

From then on, there was a rich man in the world's night city. In a picturesque remote town, there was a philanthropist who helped a lot of people in need.

In the private club of whiteboard.

"Shit, I knew you would come back. How could you go like this before you said goodbye to your buddies?"

When the gorilla hit Gao Fei's shoulder hard, the monkey also kicked him in his leather thigh, and scolded him how he could be as inhuman as the old man.

For the sake of helping themselves, the magnanimous Mr. Gao ignored their impoliteness and pointed to Mrs. Winnie and said, "here, let me introduce you to you. This is - madam, who are you?"

"I saw you in Miss Nell's picture, so I know you, Mr. goofy."

After witnessing a massacre with her own eyes, Mrs. Winnie's thinking almost stopped until Barbara took her hand and comforted her. Then she stammered that she was Caesar's nanny in the United States, hired by old George.

Although she didn't know little Caesar for a long time, Mrs. Winnie, who had no children and died husband, already regarded the child as her family member. She didn't want the child to be hurt or become an orphan without a father. After she overheard that old George was going to attack Gao Fei, she rushed to the police station and called the police.

During Mrs. Winnie's narration, the white board couple, the gorilla and the monkey, with their big mouths, looked at Gao Fei as if they were monsters. At the same time, their eyes were full of angry flames: everyone knew about this boy and Nell's broken things, but they didn't know that they had a son long ago!

It's really a pity that we regard him as a brother. Why do you keep it from us when you have a son?

How unreasonable!

Faced with the angry eyes of whiteboard and others, Mr. Gao had to raise his hands and surrender, swearing that he knew he had a son only yesterday. Therefore, he could only repeat the story of meeting Madame de Fula on the road, meeting his son by chance in the street, and killing two killers in the hospital.

For the sake of his sincerity, the newly married whiteboard took the lead in forgiving him.

However, they also wonder why old George is so inhumane that he should kill Gao Fei's son for the sake of family interests.

Seeing that the atmosphere eased, vinev forgot to say the most important thing: "Oh, Mr. Gao, do you know that the child you rescued in the street is not a real Little Caesar?"

Gao Fei, who just asked for a cigarette from the whiteboard and held it in his mouth, was stunned. The cigarette fell on the ground, but as if he didn't see it, he grabbed Mrs. Winnie's shoulder: "what, what, Mrs. Winnie, what do you say?"

Mrs. Winnie was hurt by Goffy, but she didn't dare to resist, because she saw that this guy was irritated by the news. She quickly said out loud, "the real Little Caesar has been sent away by Miss Nell - Oh, Mr. Gao, can you let me go first?"

goofy as like as two peas in the street, and never fails to save him from the street, and he gave it to the son of Mo Yin for treatment. The child is Kaiser, because he is exactly the same as the children in the picture.

The appearance of the child has been firmly in his mind.

But now, Mrs. Winnie, who had a "tip off" on him, said that the child he saved was not his own son at all!

No matter how big Gao Fei's nerves are, he seems unable to accept this reality. He grabs Mrs. Winnie's hand and unconsciously increases his strength.

Seeing that things were wrong, the gorilla quickly broke off Gao Fei's hand: "Gao Fei, calm down, listen to this lady first."

Gao Fei looks like a fool. He looks at Mrs. Winnie in a daze. He still subconsciously wants to catch her, but he is held by a gorilla. He can only struggle to ask, "what do you say, what do you say?"

Of course, Mrs. Winnie could understand goofy's mood at this time. She took out two pictures from her and handed them to him: "here, this is Miss Nell's son, Caesar."In the picture, Nelly is sitting on the sofa, a child is lying on her lap, holding her arms in both hands, turning her head and smiling - several photos, all of which are the life photos of Nell at home, and one of them shows an old man with white hair and whiskers.

Goofy knows this old man, Nell's grandfather, George.

In the gorilla's comforting slap on the back, goofy slowly regained his composure and took the photo.

Pointing to the child in the picture, Mrs. Vinnie whispered, "see, he's the real Little Caesar."