The Best Villain's Bizarre Journey

Naranga finally gave up the cake and clapped his hands vigorously, "Bugala is going to be a cadre!"

It's completely a matter of character, but he, Naranga, is completely convinced that Bugarati will be a cadre!He said he wants to be, he will be!

"Of course it's good to be a cadre," Fuge said, but calmly analyzed: "But our team has too few members, and the strength is definitely not as strong as the powerful assassination team!"

"Nothing, Aviation Smith is very strong, even if the plane crashes, I will make Bugarati a cadre!"

"Shut up Naranga!" Fuge roared helplessly: "There are some things that are difficult to achieve even with the awareness of the crash!"

Naranga was speechless.

"Nevertheless, still have to try," Apache suddenly said: "Go find a way, and do nothing is failure."

"You're right," Bugarati smiled. "I've already thought about it. We have too few members. I'll decide to find more partners tomorrow!"

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Good night everyone, see you tomorrow!

Chapter 025 White Album

At noon on March 1999, 3, speeding cars screamed, and gunfire continued on the not-so-wide path leading to Naples airport.

"Should I say it's the boss? The speed is too fast!" Holmaggio looked at the rearview mirror, dozens of cars uttered a long cry and chased after them. They had just left the base for less than half an hour.Not even a fifth of the way to Naples airport, this is already the second wave of attacks.

All the members of the assassination team frowned and looked vigilantly at the surrounding residential buildings. The enemy snipers may attack from the air at any time.

Gang fights have seriously affected the lives of civilians throughout Italy.

Originally, the high-spirited assassination team completely betrayed the organization with the purpose of seeing Sardinia no matter what, but this is very high-profile, which is quite inconsistent with their level of work. They have always pursued the purpose of assassination and The habit of going back to the game early and going back to the game early is the habit of surviving in the world.

But Jonson Joffrey, the kid with the ability to explode, is too out of character for the assassination team, so everyone except the captain doesn't like him very much.

He doesn't speak Italian, and most of the time, he sits in the corner silently.

"Damn, the organizers are too fast." Iruso spit secretly.

"Our looks and names are estimated to have been posted on the organization's public intelligence website." Prosht said, "But it's okay, even the boss doesn't know the specific abilities of my entire group."

"Ah? What should I do now, big brother!"

"Even if it's a boss, it's hard to gather so many people at once." Lisut calmly analyzed: "Humans track their own desires. I guess that the boss must have ordered them, similar to what we can do if we catch them. Rewards for status and money drive human nature with desire."

Meloni, who was sitting in the second row, suddenly took a long breath, showing a very surprised expression.

"Tsk, boss he actually..." Meloni frowned, his purple hair trembling a little.

"Hey! Melonie, make it clear to me, don't make people lose their appetites!"

"I hacked into the organization's public intelligence network just now and saw our pictures and names on it."

Meloni raised his head, and his purple eyes were full of surprise and unwillingness: "The BOSS said that as long as we are caught, we can replace Polbo as a cadre in the south!"

"...!"

This is equivalent to fighting against the whole of Italy!Although the assassination team has always been quite mysterious, and the intelligence about them is also limited, but now has completely entered the Internet age, which means that every time their attack is witnessed, it will be immediately transmitted to the Internet, and the next enemy will This information will be grasped, PASSIONE is equivalent to compiling a big net, and they are the fish inside.

When the crowd fell into silence, Risut suddenly said calmly, "Isn't this just right?"

Risut's tone was rarely brisk, and he seemed to be in a good mood under the expressionless shell.

"Today, let's let our assassination team disintegrate his organization a little bit, let him feel our consciousness and pain, isn't it good?" The staff all calmed down.

"A coward who never shows up, is unable to master the chaos of Italy, this is the time when the assassination team will truly rule the fate of Italy!"

Risut deserves to be the core of the entire team. Jonson Joffrey never thought about what kind of man could make this group of powerful, defiant, arrogant, and different personalities of the assassination team bow their heads and become one. String, advance and retreat together, it is really a remarkable thing.

This kind of person has become his own unrelated uncle because of various coincidences. I have to say that this may be the strong luck of my JO family.

The car was quiet for a long time, and it was always Gaqiu to break the peace, because he couldn't be quiet for more than a minute.

"Hahaha! This is our boss! We must be the boss this time!" Gaqiu's voice was the exact opposite of Lisut's, a roar that came from his voice, sometimes really quite magical, "BOSS kind of idiot ! Stupid! Stupid! Let him taste the power of the world's No. [-] assassination team!"

Hallmaggio couldn't help sneering and said his signature catchphrase: "I can't help you!"

"Then fasten the seat belt! ... Well, forget it, you are not the kind of people who can be honest with the seat belt."

What seat belts do the wicked wear? !We even ran red lights!

As soon as Hallmaggio's voice fell, he quickly stepped on the brake and clutch, and the off-road vehicle that Iruso and Meloni had changed made a long whistle, spewing long smoke on the spot, a hundred and eighty degrees. Turning sharply, rushing into the alleys of the residents, taking a short cut and throwing off the pursuers, attracting chaotic screams and the sound of rioting things smashing,

"Damn! That group of assassins rushed into the alley!" The pursuers behind him yelled.

"Come up!"

"No! It's a residential building over there!"

"You fool! No matter what residents are or not, if you catch them, you can become the overlord of the south!"

"The demolition team is ready to set up howitzers and bazookas!"

The gangsters, who were shrouded in money and desire behind, stuck their heads out of the glass windows, accompanied by machine guns and howitzers, the sound of rocket launchers and the sound of glass bursting, huge smoke ignited, and countless glass fragments wrapped in streamers flew in the air, Countless screams and screams, moans, groans, cries, endless ears, like a real battlefield.

Human beings driven out by desires, and vehicles driven by human beings, rushed out of the crowd like mad beasts. They never thought that they might kill people, and the AKs that were strafing might accidentally injure civilians.

"These bastards!" Seeing Jiaqiu's vicious face in the rearview mirror, he suppressed and scolded in a low voice: "It's like a dog Feng, who actually shot at civilians."

Although Hallmaggio had a habit of not paying much attention to the real thoughts of animals, he did not consider it fun to run over people.He cursed inwardly, turned the steering wheel [-] degrees, and accompanied by the howling wind and the screams around, Hallmaggio suddenly stepped on the brakes, the car honked, and the off-road arrogance stopped.