Rebirth of the American Tyrant

"No, you can't go in?" Bang! boom! Two crisp shots came.

Silly Damu and his friends gave up Baghdad. It stands to reason that this is a bit like Paris in World War II. Everyone fights wars, but since I gave up the resistance of this city, well, whoever enters this city is responsible for its security.

Uh, it's just a pity that the top executives of Yingjiang are wrangling. Because a lot of the spoils are missing, a group of bigwigs must renegotiate the proportion of the distribution.

Isn't it awkward to look at?

But the real situation is like this. Yingjiang's banner is to save all mankind, but what they are doing is, uh, how to put it, a bit like warlord separatism.

Different government departments have different subordinate armies. The CIA, the Department of Homeland Security, these actual agencies. Plus a group of security companies with different minds. My God, what can I do if there are too many people asking for the distribution of the spoils? Don't say that there is no way now, that is, those in the future may not be able to meet the needs.

Well, the work of maintaining city security is not something that no one cares about. The Iraqi police had been disbanded long ago, and even if these people could be found, no one would be willing to go to work.

There was no other reason, the silly big wood was solved, and Yingjiang couldn't accept another powerful figure. So good, it's indeed time to perform real techniques.

Ever since, the pot of Sanzhuo fell from the sky. It is ironic to say that in some countries in the desert region, it seems that Iraq is the one that realizes cooking.

What, haven’t you chosen the boss yet?

It doesn't matter, the initial stage of Sashimi is anarchism. Since you yearn for such a good life, Eagle Sauce will certainly meet your needs.

Of course, if you dare to sabotage the oil extraction facilities, I will take care of what you cook and use it to fill the sea. Anyway, there are not so many people now.

"Boss, something has happened."

"Uh, what else can happen now?" Just as a set of equipment was made, William White had just been lifted out of the water.

"Our reporter was **** in Baghdad." Xiaohu didn't intend to sell him, so he told the matter directly.

"Fuck, this is daring and fat. How did it happen? Is it possible that Barley Security has retired, Max? He must give me an explanation.

By the way, are you sure it is Baghdad? How long has it been, hasn't it been restored? "William White is really incomprehensible, that group of trash eats softly and hardly. When La Deng Nai was alive, he didn't dare to provoke him.

"Max went to investigate. The incident happened suddenly. I really didn't expect that this kind of thing would happen in Baghdad." Xiaohu said that, of course, it is not a whisper, even those who brazenly robbery everywhere, no one will provoke the Americans .

Or they have realized that without the asylum of the state, they really don't count at all.

"Just let the news go out, and we will pay the ransom. If our people are in trouble, the price of chasing them down will be ten times the ransom."

"okay, I get it."

Sighing while wiping sweat, what is this Nima, it's just a reporter, so it can be a goal. He was just a little hard to understand, what kind of brain-dead people would think about dealing with him.

Barley Security is now so famous that once revenge is bound to be implicated. Therefore, if you are not sure to eliminate it directly, don't provoke it in the end.

"Asshole, who told you to tie up the people from NBC?"

"General, you said that you **** a few Americans. That guy just put a American flag on his chest. This guy is just looking for death." Moussa was very depressed. The general is so depressed. What's going on with the general, and the full counterattack is also true. What you said, I'm scared again when the matter comes.

Of course this guy wouldn't know, because status determines horizons.

It's one thing for Huyou's idiots to die, it's another thing to bring themselves into the ditch. As a former subordinate of the Lan Deng classmate, who can really ignore the demise of the Lan Deng family.

No need, it's really unnecessary. Heaven is left to those fools. What kind of milk, honey and beauties, fuck, don’t I have these things now?

"General, just do it forever, just chop it off."

"Go away, take care of this person, find a suitable opportunity and let it go."

In fact, the second person who was taken captive by them is not afraid of them at all.

"Hi, buddy, can you tell me about your organizational structure? For example, who is the Caliph? And ah, what's wrong with the guy who pulls the lamp."

A group of terrorist classmates who pull the lights are very sad. Although the glorious job of kidnappers is a part-time job, they are also fierce and evil after all. If you are not afraid, it is too much to be so familiar.

Assholes, we are kidnapping tickets, can you be more serious?

"General, general, now it’s all messed up outside. NBC offered a reward of one million dollars, and also took away the owner of the hostel and his family." Moussa was really panicked, he was pretty sure. As long as you investigate this kind of things seriously, there is no secret at all. Take the hapless shopkeeper as an example, you can more or less guess their heels.

Well, do you dare to chop off this guy's head?

Looks like he dare not. That's not the worst. Didn't you hear that, I took someone else's family away.

It's not an invitation, it's not an inquiry, it just arrests people.

The guy called the general is also very painful, pulling the lights is over, they are just lingering. Well, you offend others at this time, are you not going to continue mixing?

Fuck, bitch, let you die if you don't say anything.

"Report" an uncle who looked a little greasy, although he looked inconspicuous, his body was quite straight.

"Come in and speak."

"Tou, the kidnappers are fundamentally certain, they are the accomplices of the children pulling the lantern. These **** are bold and have not left yet.

As for continuing to track? "

"Okay, don't worry about it, this is really big trouble." Although Max said so, he didn't care much in his heart. They are just asking for money here, hoping that those guys would be smarter.

"By the way, there is one more thing."

"Fuck, there is something to say."

"Head, they are antique dealers, so what, they should have robbed a lot of stuff."

Max was stunned, but he had never thought that these guys had destroyed all the Buddha statues, how could they know what antiques are worth. It's miserable, if you grab a bunch of glazed **** and come back, wouldn't the buddy die at a loss?

Of course Max did not know that when the Buddha was bombed, it represented the will of the country, but now, is it just a group of brave bandits?

It's a pity that I pulled the light and left in a hurry. I really didn't reserve some capital for my subordinates.

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