Super Crazy Son-in-Law

"Huh?"

Everyone is nervous.

The security forces outside the castle moved quickly.

Bang bang——

There were several shots in a row, and the sound was very rhythmic. It seemed that the race was beating all kinds of percussion instruments.

"What's going on?" Berman was furious.

Too many things have happened recently. Now Berman subconsciously believes that Chuankou group or Blackhand group must be playing tricks. Only they dare to make trouble so blatantly.

Last time I threw two dead sheep, but this time I went too far and went straight to the gate to shoot.

Bang bang——

The gunfire probably sounded nearly a hundred times before it disappeared.

But until now, Berman's private guard did not catch the shooter.

A guard hurried in and reported, "Duke, someone shot and broke your statue at the gate of the castle."

"What?" Berman's angry beard cocked up and said angrily, "did you catch someone?"

"No..." the visitor shook his head in embarrassment. "We didn't find anyone. The gunman looked like a ghost."

Berman flew into a rage and walked out. "I want to see which bastard dares to make trouble in my territory. Do you really think I'm easy to mess with Berman?"

"Duke, you can't go out..."

"What are you afraid of? Do they really dare to attack me?" Berman sneered and rushed out regardless.

Benjamin looked at Lin Xiao. The latter got up slowly and said, "let's go and have a look!"

Perhaps this is a good opportunity to understand the facts. If we can catch the troublemakers, we may ask more about missile heads.

And Berman's analysis is very right. Even if the other party makes such arrogant trouble, he doesn't dare to really attack him.

The Duke of Berman is not a simple Duke. He has great power in the United States. Even the black hand group and Kawaguchi group dare not really tear his face with him.

If the missile head is not too important, the two organizations do not want to be enemies with Berman.

When the party walked out of the gate of the castle, the yard was already jittery, and dozens of armed bodyguards looked around warily.

To Lin Xiao's surprise, these people looked in different directions.

It is reasonable to say that the enemy fired a gun, and fired so many times, and the sound direction is easy to identify.

But the eyes of these people were not only confused, but even frightened.

What's the problem?

They didn't find any trace of the shooter at all. They didn't even know the exact location of the shooter.

Judging from the sound of the gun, nine times out of ten were two pistols with drums, modified with silencers, and shot out through the same person's hand.

The gunfire just now came from all directions, indicating that the enemy moved quickly like a ghost.

Lin Xiao looked at the broken statue at the door. His neat arms were all broken, but there were no scars on his body.

The security guard's defensive range is at least 30 meters away. If the enemy wants not to be found, he has to shoot 50 meters away.

The gun is not empty from 50 meters away, and it is moving at high speed. The gunman who came tonight is not easy.

One more thing.

Listening to the gunfire just now, Lin Xiao seemed to have a rhythm. At the moment, seeing the bullet marks on the statue, he suddenly thought of a Moore code about sound, which is the way for special forces to send messages by sound.

"Good shooting." Benjamin also analyzed it.

A group of big men stood in the yard, their faces were not very good-looking.

State Councillors, the president of West Point and the Duke of Berman are all people who will shake the whole new york city.

If someone dares to act wild in front of them, it is enough to show that the other party is very strong.

"The enemy should just frighten the demonstration and don't want to hurt people." Lin Xiao said faintly.

Berman wandered around the yard. Naturally, he knew that the other party was bluffing himself, but he didn't catch anyone. He was unwilling and suffocated.

On the hillside about 300 meters away, a shadow in black with two modified pistols in his hand was inserted into his chest. The cold Oriental face made his expression have an unspeakable haze.

"Chuantian sang, do you want to give Berman a final warning today?" Behind the man in black stood a heavily armed soldier with a night vision instrument on his head, observing the situation of the ancient castle.

"This Berman is too stubborn. He knows the news of Nangong Dalong, but he doesn't say it. Is he against our Chuankou group?"

"Then why not just kill him?" The armed soldier shrank his neck in fear.

Kawabata took back his cold eyes and said in a deep voice, "it's not important to kill a Berman. What we want is news. If it's a missile head, do you understand?"

"Yes!"

"Today is a warning! Berman is a smart man. I hope he can give me a satisfactory answer tomorrow!" Kawabata smiled contemptuously. He didn't care about the bodyguards in the castle. He couldn't even find his position. Once he fought, he could easily kill them all.

"I see!"

Kawabata turned and walked up the mountain, "let's go!"

Bang!

Suddenly a gunshot appeared overhead.

Kawabata looked back and said with a smile, "someone was unconvinced and fired a gun to demonstrate..."

Before the words fell, the continuous gunfire sounded like setting off firecrackers.

Bang bang!

The gunfire was unusually dense and full of rhythm.

Chuantian, who had been walking forward, was suddenly stunned and suddenly turned around.

"What's the matter, Kawabata?"

The gunfire was still ringing, and Kawada's eyebrows were tightly locked together.

"Compete with me? Who loses and who stays?"

"What, what do you mean?" The armed soldiers were confused and didn't quite understand what chuantian was doing.

"Go to high guard!" With that, Kawada ran down the mountain like a black wind.

Bang Bang

The gunfire finally stopped.

Everyone looked at Lin Xiao in surprise.

Lin Xiaogang grabbed some guns from the bodyguard and passed a message to the other party through the voice Morse code.

Only those who know the voice magic code can understand it. It's a very uncomfortable signal.

Kawabata's expression was very cold and his heart kept sneering. It was a big joke that someone dared to provoke him with the voice Morse code.

In this New York City, Kawabata has never convinced anyone in shooting.

Including those high-quality students at West Point and the real soldiers as instructors and teachers, none of his shooting skills can be compared with him.

As a former student at West Point, Kawabata knows a lot about those guys who are high minded and low handed. In terms of shooting skills and actual combat, he can dump them for a few blocks.

"Hum! I don't know who Berman invited. He wants me to retreat in this way? Delusion." Chuantian thought in his heart as he ran.

When someone challenges himself, Kawabata will not shrink back. He must let Berman know that no one can beat himself in shooting.

Kawada's heart swelled unprecedentedly with his fanatical self-confidence. Today's demonstration is to give Berman a blow. Since he has a better target, he doesn't mind letting the other party fail.

Some people dare to provoke face to face, which makes Kawabata decide to let the other party die under his own gun, which is also a warning to Berman.