I cut reality into a movie

The AK47 hanging on the chest can be understood as a hobby of hunting.

This girl can indeed be called lively.

Guerrilla?

The guerrillas instantly came to Romon's mind.

After all, apart from the well-known local specialty of cocaine, Colombia has a certain reputation in the world, and only the Colombian armed guerrillas are left.

But as far as Agudelo's family is concerned, at best, her family was also killed by the guerrillas hanging street lights, and it doesn't look like someone who can actively join the guerrillas.

Unless, this guerrilla is a private army raised by the Agudelo family.

Seeing the niece who suddenly appeared, the smile on Emma's face suddenly subsided. She gave this reckless girl a hard look, and then looked at the half-smile expression on Romon's face.

Finally he took a deep breath, pursed his lips and explained: "For revenge and self-protection, I need a team of my own."

"Of course, of course I understand."

Just as Romon was about to nod with a smile, his lower back was pressed against the cold muzzle of the AK47.

"Not only do you have to understand, you also have to keep it secret!"

After realizing that her guerrilla identity had been exposed, Yuffie immediately raised her gun and threatened Romon.

"Yuffie! That's enough! Stop messing around!"

Filled with deep helplessness, Emma glanced at the niece who was slow to react, and then introduced Romon's identity: "Yuffie, put down your broken gun quickly, the person you pointed at is you Uncle."

Ms. Emma is a fastidious person. Since she agreed to cooperate with Romon, she sincerely wants to cooperate. She not only recognizes Romon's Agudelo identity, but even gives him a clear account of his seniority.

"Huh? Uncle???"

Yuffie opened her mouth wide enough to fit a duck egg into it. Looking at Romon's Asian face, she couldn't turn her head around: "With his appearance, can he be my cousin?"

"Claude is of mixed race, and his mother is of Chinese descent." Emma explained casually, and then urged Yuffie to identify her relatives, thinking of quickly fooling this problem: "Okay Yuffie, don't be stupid Now, say hello to your cousin."

"Oh oh oh, hello uncle!" Yuffie immediately bowed and apologized: "I was reckless just now, for the sake of the Lord, please forgive me."

I have to say that this girl Yuffie is indeed a bit silly.

Facing the sudden appearance of 'Tang Shu', she didn't even hesitate for a moment, and directly recognized Luo Meng's status as Tang Shu.

And looking at Yuffie who bowed his head and admitted his mistake, Emma felt a little bit lucky, glad that she had easily confirmed Romon's identity.

But as Yuffie's aunt, Emma is more worried. She doesn't want to see her niece behave so innocently and easily in the world.

"Keeping secrets is a good habit, Yuffie, you don't have to apologize for that."

Simply, forgiving his cheap niece, Romon turned his face and said goodbye to Emma: "Sister, if there is nothing else, I will leave first."

"After I achieve the two points I said, I will visit you again. At that time, I hope you will accompany me to appear on TV together."

Seeing the confident and elegant smile on Romon's face, Emma nodded: "I'm looking forward to your performance, Claude."

"Hey? Uncle Tang is leaving now? Don't you live at home? I still want to chat with you about foreign affairs!" Seeing that Uncle Tang just met is about to leave, You still has a lot of questions to ask. Fei was dumbfounded.

"Yuffie, don't be willful."

She cast her death stare at her niece again, but seeing the expectant expression on Yuffie's face, the death stare instantly softened. Emma nodded lightly instead, waved her hand at Yuffie and said:

"Okay, Yuffie, it's up to you to send Claude out, remember, don't delay him for too long on the way."

"Good aunt!"

Standing up, raised her head, stood at attention, and saluted Emma, ​​Yuffie was about to turn her face to call Romon to leave, but suddenly realized that she hadn't changed her training uniform yet.

In order to show that she has grown, Yuffie yelled "I'm going to change clothes", and hurriedly left from the study.

When Romon saw her again, it was already 10 minutes later.

Changing into a light-colored sportswear, Yuffie, combined with the slight freckles on her face, made her look more like a young, inexperienced college student.

It's just that ordinary college students don't leave small training scars on the back of their hands, neck, and even cheeks like her.

"Uncle Tang."

"Ok?"

"you……"

Yuffie originally wanted to ask Romon some questions about foreign countries, but when she was really alone with Romon, walking in the empty corridor, and it was her turn to ask questions, she realized that what she really wanted to know was Is why Romon came back:

"Uncle, why did you come back?"

"You should know what happened to the Agudelo family in Sommera City. In fact, after that incident, all the offshoots of the Agudelo family left Sommera for fear of being retaliated by drug dealers."

"You should know this and the danger involved, but why did you come back?"

Looking at Yuffie's brown eyes flickering under the chandelier in the corridor, Romon didn't explain, but asked instead:

"Yuffie, what about you? Why didn't you leave Sommerla? With Emma's love for you, she would rather send you to a safe place than allow you to train yourself with the guerrillas and strive to protect yourself. Bar?"

"Uncle, there is no place in this world that is absolutely safe."

As if going back to the night when her aunt advised her to leave Sommerla three years ago, Yuffie once again expressed her thoughts to Romon: "Uncle, in this world, if you can't even bring your hometown You're safe, where else do you think could be your safe haven, is it Bogotá, New York, or Los Angeles?"

"So rather than running away, you want to make your hometown Sommera safe?" Romon asked with great interest.

"Yes, I joined the guerrillas, and I went to receive those tough trainings, just to wipe out those bastards in Cuellar one day, and bring Sommera back to normal!"

An immature face with freckles, a frizzy immature experience, and an immature life that is easily put into sincerity.

It is true that Yuffie is far from mature from head to toe, but maybe it is because of this immaturity that she doesn't think about Run, and she can boldly say:

——What she wants to do is not just revenge, but to use the guerrillas in her hands to return Sommera City to normal and make her hometown a truly safe haven.

Girl, it's just you, you are my little six in this show.

If it is said that in the movie "Let the Bullets Fly", what is the biggest regret of Romon, it must be the death of Little Six.

Indeed, as far as the plot of the movie is concerned, Xiaoliuzi must die, because only when he is dead can the conflict between Zhang Mazi and Huang Silang be kept alive and the movie can be pushed to the final climax.

But the death of Xiaoliuzi is also the most regrettable thing in the whole movie. If he hadn't died, then he would have gone abroad to see a wider world after peace in Goose City.

Without any political interpretation, just judging from the story itself, the little six children represent the group of young people. They are impulsive, reckless, and reckless in their actions, but they have the purest ideals and beliefs. future.

The little six in the movie are dead, but Yuffie still has a future in reality. Romon will help her realize the peace of Sommerla, and then let her see the wider world.

After all, this girl is already a guerrilla, so it is completely reasonable to continue her studies along this road.

This is how people's thoughts go, they think farther and farther.

Looking at Yuffie, Romon even thought of Allende from her, and thought of the greatest president in Chilean history.

However, Allende's fate was a bit miserable. He ushered in a coup under the coup conditions created by the United States, and finally committed suicide in the presidential palace under the siege and interception of the rebels.

If, if Yuffie can really grow to the height of Allende, Romon would not mind acting for her in a movie called "The Star-Spangled Banner".

Girl, work hard.

I like you very much.

Laughing at his aunt, Romon raised his right hand and stroked the top of Yuffie's head, messing up the girl's short, ear-length brown hair, making her look like a sleepy koala.

Uh... Although it does look childish now, people have to grow up slowly.

Not noticing Romon's look of anticipation at her, Yuffie just straightened her messed up hair while asking the question just now: "Uncle, I've finished my reasons for staying in Sommerla, now it's time for you to talk about your There's a reason to come to Somerra."

"I hate drug dealers."

Romon said, "It's not just Cuellar, but I hate all drug dealers. Even if I can't eliminate them all, I will meet one and deal with one. Cuellar is my goal now."

"Uncle Tang, are you an international anti-narcotics policeman?" Hearing what Romon said, Yuffie began to guess.

"I'm not a policeman. If I had to count, I'd be a drug dealer hunter at best."

As Romon said, he looked down at his watch and said goodbye, "Yuffie, it's getting late. I still have work to do tonight, so let me go first."

"Uncle Tang."

Seeing Romon raise his legs to leave, Yuffie suddenly reached out and grabbed his sleeve, and said in a pleading voice: "Uncle Tang, I can also participate in this battle, right?"

"Of course, Yuffie, of course you can fight, because you're a fighter."

Raising Yuffie's hand, showing the scar on it under the light of the corridor, Romon smiled and said, "I never believe in words, but I do believe in scars, Yuffie, I look forward to your performance."

"I'll make you proud, uncle!"

Romon left, and Yuffie felt her heart beating crazily as she looked at the other's firm back stretched by the lights.

This is the beat of excitement.

After all, as Yuffie's real aunt, Ms. Emma can't put Yuffie in danger, so Yuffie's heart has always longed to be affirmed.

And today, she finally got the affirmation of the 'elders' of the family.

"This Uncle Claude is very good! If he could have come a few years earlier, I would have followed my uncle and wiped out the Cuellar Group!"

Yuffie put her hands behind her back, happily enjoying the affirmation from the elders, completely oblivious to the speechless eyes of her aunt in the corner of the corridor not far behind her:

This stupid thing!

Emma doesn't want Yuffie to encounter any danger, but she also knows that she can't protect Yuffie for the rest of her life. Sooner or later, this girl will have to face the wind and rain by herself, and this revenge war may not be a good opportunity for growth.

Yuffie, may God bless you.

Looking at the girl in the corridor, who was already full-fledged and about to spread her wings, the only thing Emma could do now was to offer her the most sincere prayers.

While Emma was praying, Romon had already driven to the center of Sommerla.

Here, the most magnificent building is not the government office building, but the residence of the mayor of Sommera.

This is an ancient Spanish manor, which has a history of nearly 300 years. It was built by Spanish nobles who mined emerald veins here.

300 years of ups and downs have left mottled marks on the exterior walls of this ancient manor.

However, the mottledness of these years only stays on the surface of the manor. As long as you can step into it and push open the gate of the manor inlaid with emeralds, you will find that the interior of the manor is a completely modern luxury residence.

Private karaoke hall, private theater, private swimming pool, private gym, as long as it is something that can be personalized, this mayor's manor has it all.

Of course, no matter how good the interior decoration is, it cannot change the structural defects of this huge manor. In order to cope with the rainwater problem in the tropical rainforest climate, this manor built a developed sewer system 300 years ago.

Then from 300 years ago to today, this well-developed sewer system has always been the favorite secret channel for divers.

Following the two-meter-high stone sewer, Romon easily sneaked into the mayor's manor.

After bypassing the dozing security guards, Romon came to the bedroom where Mayor Boggart was resting.

Pushing open the door, there were three people lying on the bed.

And it's two men and one woman.

Instead of worrying about how to play this configuration, Romon found the sleeping Boggart and stuck an absorbable sticker on his chest.

The medicine in this sticker was the medicine that Anna killed the captain at the time, but Romon made a small upgrade to absorb it from injection to skin absorption.

As for why he didn't come up with a new drug, the main reason was that Romon didn't know which drug was the most hidden. After all, he couldn't tell the system - [I want a killing drug that no one can detect].

This description is too vague for the system to execute.

So Romon can only settle for the next best thing, using hexaesterified ammonium phosphate to kill people. After all, this drug has proved its concealment. Even a senior forensic doctor in San Francisco can't detect it. Not to mention.

After pasting the stickers, Romon returned the same way.

Although there is no way to design the drug, Romon can design the onset time of the drug to delay the attack until two hours after Romon leaves.

Back at the apartment, after Romon snapped his fingers to get rid of his fatigue, he began to sink into the middle of the sofa with a large bag of potato chips, quietly waiting for the good show in the mayor's mansion to begin.

"three."

"two."

"one!"

Looking at the real-time footage sent back by the hidden camera, Romon was counting down the last life for Mayor Bogut. The moment he shouted 'one', a heart-piercing scream came from the earphones .

Mayor Bogut, who was sleeping peacefully, suddenly sat up from the bed clutching his heart.

The severe pain caused his face to distort and his eyes to protrude, as if a praying mantis had turned into a spirit. He stared at the ceiling of the bedroom, as if he could see the heaven on the other side through the snow-white ceiling.

bang.

From drug onset to death, not even ten seconds.

It wasn't until Boggart's body fell back on the mattress that his two bed partners let out horrified screams.

"what happened?"