"If you have something to say, don't kill anyone!!"

In a tense atmosphere, the commuter agency agent stood in the rain, raised his arms to the people holding guns on both sides, waved his palms, and spoke Chinese for a while and Spanish for a while.

"...Old Li, these people are all foreigners anyway, so they have nothing to do with you. So I'd just give these Mexicans more than 30 so that you can get on the boat and leave smoothly, so don't make any troubles."

"Even foreigners, that's our thing."

Zhou Jin tilted his head and pressed his gun hard on the Mexican's forehead, "It's natural to pay by boat. We know, but if you take the guest's things, the ship owner is not kind, don't you?"

The muzzle pushed the Mexican to the car door, she turned her head and glanced around: "Tell them, put the gun down, or... they will die."

"Don't be angry, I'll talk about it again."

The commuter agency agent wiped the rain from his face, turned around and returned to the car over there, bowed his head and lowered his voice to the gang boss inside.

"...That woman is very good. Keep her and give it to me!" In the car, a man named Gomez took off his brown glasses and looked at the Chinese woman holding a gun in front of the bus with a smile, and lit a cigar with a snap.

Spit a sip of smoke and floated into the mist, and the sound rang again: "...... Then, your compatriots can take those poison cabinets to leave, and the transaction remains unchanged, isn't it reasonable?"

"I... go and talk to them again." The agent opened his mouth, turned around and walked over the car window, and whispered in Chinese: "...... You really don't know how to write the word "death..."

Back in front of the bus, he shrugged at Magneto: "There was no agreement, but they can not want these people, but there is a condition..." He turned his eyes to Zhou Jin, "Gomez wants this lesbian."

"Do you want me?" Zhou Jin frowned and kicked it out immediately. The Mexican man who was hit by the gun was turned pale. He covered his lower body and screamed, and he arched his whole body.

"—He is not worthy yet!" She shouted loudly in the rain curtain.

"What happened?" Guo Manyuan heard the sound and was pushed back by the fat man: "Don't come out, be careful to be taken by the Mexicans."

Around the surroundings, members of the gang holding a gun saw their companions being beaten, and waved the butt stock to smash the infected person in the redstone in front of them, knocking the person to the rain, laughing loudly, some people held up their semi-automatic rifles and shot several times into the night sky like a demonstration. Some of them rushed over and raised their guns to point at Zhou Jin.

Next to the woman, Magneto raised his hand.

A moment.

The man had just raised his hand and the pistol broke free and flew away. With a thud, he landed on the sea not far away, splashing a trace of waves.

Wawa and screamed loudly, and the noise started in the nearby Mexican gang crowd. The machine gun on the roof of the pickup truck pulled the bullet link and turned to the bus. More people quickly dispersed with weapons, using the cargo box, door, and rear of the car as cover.

On this side, the psychics also dispersed with weapons, showing a state of counterattack at any time.

At the strife, but in the end, neither side really took action. Gomez obviously did not expect that these Chinese people would be much tougher than they usually encountered.

“What a united group of people….”

He took a puff of cigarette and put on his glasses again, "... It's a pity that this is my territory, how can I lose?"

Gomez reached out to hold the door handle. The moment he pulled it, the rain line outside suddenly swayed in the wind, and a strong light appeared in the afterglow from the side of his back to his view.

My hand stopped for a moment, my eyes turned, and the sound of propellers in the sky was buzzing non-stop.

"What's going on...where did the helicopter come from..."

...

On the rainy night, the white plastic bags, discarded paper boxes, and dead leaves flew silently with the stirring of the propeller. The light shining below passed through the hovering fuselage, which shone out the sign of the American military. The people from the Mexican gang below became a little panicked, looking at each other, and having the urge to escape from here.

The strong light from the sky made people unable to open their eyes. In the bus, a black shadow rushed into the rain line, flapping his wings hard, and making hoarse voices: "Boss--"

Next second.

A black shadow pierced through the rain curtain with a howling sound of breaking through the air. The rain opened in an instant and splashed out around. The long black shadow brushed past the flying black bird and threw it towards the car below.

Iron rods fell from the sky.

The roof of the car burst, and the iron sheet was torn apart in an instant. The carved sticks made a large spark and penetrated through the roof. Before Gomez could react inside, the thick iron rod was inserted between his legs. His face was extremely pale, and he trembled and turned over his body and crawled out of the car.

A "click" sounded on the container in front of him.

Gomez and the members of the surrounding gangs raised their heads, a pair of broken black leather shoes stepped on the iron box, and the man in a white shirt grabbed the helicopter bracket with one hand and drooped his hand, standing on the high container with his eyes coldly looking down at them. In the wind and rain, the shirt gently stroked, feeling like the god of war looked down on everything.

"boss….."

"Lao Yi!"

When different sounds sounded near the bus, more than thirty people who were originally concentrated and the infected redstone infected person who was resting weakly in the car walked out instinctively. The redstone in his body seemed to resonate with the figure on the container. He stood in the rain and looked up, suddenly kneeling down and made a "bang" sound.

Magneto opened his mouth and met in surprise. He walked a few steps above. Xia Yi, who was above, used his arm force and pulled the helicopter into the open space below. The pilot driving inside struggled to operate the fuselage and maintained balance, so he did not fall directly.

Above, the figure jumped out of the container, and with a casual move, more than ten weapons in the fuselage flew out, and the golden cudgel inserted on the roof of the car also fell into Xia Yi's hands and steadily caught it.

"Boss!" Magneto spoke.

Xia Yi, who came over, nodded to him and said softly: "Arrange everything on board!"

His right eye socket was still scarlet and closed. He walked straight to the boss of the gang named Gomez. The latter was protected by his subordinates and stood there, but his steps were faintly retreating.

"This helicopter is given to you as a gift, so that all my people can get on the boat, right?"

The plain and cold words were conveyed by the commuter agency agent word for word. Gomez took a look at the armed helicopter that was landed on the other side and controlled by his subordinates, and his heart was surging.

But his eyes couldn't help but look at the iron rod in the hand of the Chinese man opposite, smiled on his face, and nodded.

"Everyone has the best solution to things!"

Xia Yi was probably satisfied with this result. His walking steps stopped two or three steps away from the other party. After he finished speaking, he turned around and left. Gomez, who was protected in the crowd, reached out and grabbed a gun from his subordinates.

The moment the trigger was pulled, Xia Yi suddenly turned around and the golden cudgel was swinging away.

The heavy rod hit the person in front of him. The moment he exploded, the huge force still swept across the original trajectory. The automatic rifle raised flat shattered, and Gomez's arm twisted down. Then... the rod head broke Gomez's entire neck, leaving only flesh and blood, hanging directly on his chest.

Swinging.

"Your boss is dead. I will give you a chance to get back on the throne. Take it quickly!"

Xia Yi's words rang out in the rain curtain, and were translated loudly by the commuter agency agent to the surrounding Mexican gang members. Among them, there were some confidants and powerful people in the organization. The moment they heard this, their eyes changed.

Someone reached out to press his subordinate who wanted to raise his gun to fire, and then looked at the corpse that was lying in the water and the outline of the back of the freighter.

After a moment, he stared at other former companions who had some forces in the gang and opened a safe distance.
Chapter completed!