Sophia was dragged away... She cried, begged, and struggled, but nothing was useful. The door was closed, the sound became farther and quieter. But then there was another noisy and barbaric cheer, as if countless beasts were pounced on their prey.

"What did I do? What did I do?" Nieto's body was chilling and his heart was palpitations. His brain was blank, as if he had forgotten everything just now. But in fact, he knew that in the face of Guzman's request, he betrayed Sophia who had been taking care of him.

Nieto walked into the bathroom of the room with weak hands and feet. He saw his pale face and a terrible wound on his face. He luckily came to life under the attack of "dog meat", but now he wished he could die.

Halle, who was still scared, was trying to comfort Nieto. The teenage black girl was also scared and lost in her soul, especially now Sophia's screams came from outside from time to time. I don't know what kind of terrible abuse the woman was suffering.

Maybe an hour, or a few hours later, Guzman's voice broke into Nieto's room again. When he appeared again, he was blushed and shouted loudly: "Nieto, we are going to set off. The Brothers of Steel gave us a batch of supplies, and we can have a good meal on the way."

Hearing Guzman's shouting, Nieto was sweating and trembling constantly. He silently brought his rifle and followed him like a walking corpse. But Guzman stared at Halle standing in the room, reached out and pinched the girl's chest, grinned and said, "This girl is not bad, take her with her."

Halle was about to refuse, but Guzman continued, "We have something to eat."

The girl was attracted by the saying "There is something to eat". Harley has only eaten one meal in the past two days and has been hungry for a long time. She knew that she was in danger of life with these people, but she still couldn't help but follow her.

Guzman's last 20 and 30 people had completely turned into a group of bandits. They exchanged some of the gold they collected from the Iron Brotherhood for two or three days of food, and then found a boat in a mess and smuggled to Brooklyn.

At the same time, Zhou Qingfeng was also studying the mission targets issued by the Iron Brotherhood. He had not paid attention to who "Fernando Resno" was before? But when he opened the information, he was shocked to find that this guy was actually one of the last two comrades beside David Lawrence who did not show up.

According to David Lawrence's version of "Wasteland", Fernando Resno is a good gunman and a person who likes to show off. He always likes to tell jokes during battles, and Zhou Qingfeng calls it a "pretending offender".

The butcher also knew this guy. After seeing the information, he frowned and said, "Has Fernando become the five leaders of the Skeleton and Bones Society?"

"Is this possible?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.

"This possibility cannot be ruled out. Fernando Resno has a considerable reputation among South American mercenaries. Victor, if we want to kill him, we will not deal with him alone, and we may have to face a large number of South American mercenaries.

For example, the special forces in Colombia and Venezuela fight against drug dealers and guerrillas. Brazil's urban special police often kill gangs in slums. Their combat effectiveness is very good. After retirement, they often go abroad to become mercenaries. New York can also be regarded as a distribution center for international forces to recruit mercenaries, with many soldiers."

Zhou Qingfeng pondered for a while, then turned on his arm-ring computer, projected a map near New York, and said: "According to the information of the Brotherhood, the Skeleton and Bones Society consisted of five forces. As one of the five leaders, Fernando Resno controls the Jamaica neighborhood in Queens, and he occupied the Kennedy International Airport and turned it into a big black market."

“What will happen in the black market?”

"I don't know, I guess there is nothing, and I might have anything."

Zhou Qingfeng had no feelings for Fernando Resno, and the butcher only knew such a person. Both of them knew that it was not easy to kill this person, but they were more interested in killing the materials that this person could obtain.

Compared to Guzman who took No. 20 to 30 people through Brooklyn, he went to Queens by land to find a target. Zhou Qingfeng only took "dog meat" and the butcher, and drove a small yacht directly to the Kennedy International Airport near the sea.

After Zhou Qingfeng plans to go ashore with the butcher, he will leave the yacht to Rom, who is traveling with him, and the two sides will contact each other by radio. Rom will temporarily float on the sea, waiting for Zhou Qingfeng's call. He originally thought this would be a quiet secret voyage, but the facts tell him that under the pressure of survival, people can burst into strong survival.

"This sea area is so lively." The butcher held up a night vision instrument and observed the surroundings. The sea area south of Kennedy Airport was filled with hundreds of small yachts of large and small. Most of these yachts carried various cargo, and also carried a large number of armed personnel with weapons.

"I think these guys definitely don't mind playing pirates when necessary." On the way to the airport, Zhou Qingfeng saw no less than three sea battles. "I saw the people from the Iron Brotherhood. They fought with the Skeleton Society on land, and they were also doing business."

The airport black market was guarded by special armed personnel. Zhou Qingfeng saw the closed barbed wire and patrolling armored vehicles. A large number of heavy machine guns kept the entire black market tightly. The two were inspected honestly like others, and put the long guns into the prepared safe, leaving only the short guns to defend themselves.

The only thing that made Zhou Qingfeng happy was that the repaired "dog meat" was re-stuck on the fur and successfully deceived the guard's eyes. As long as it did not reveal the fangs of alloy steel, others thought it was just an ordinary wolf dog.

"Where will our goal be?" the butcher looked around and asked casually.

"Maybe we should go to the black market first, after all, we are now the black market businessman who comes to trade." Zhou Qingfeng became more alert, "If I were Fernando, I would definitely be vigilant against all those who entered my territory."

The entire Kennedy Airport was filled with tents, each tent was a business. If anyone had a simple house, it would be a big business with great strength. The roads between these simple shops were scattered, bustling, and extremely busy.

The ground was full of garbage, and there were a lot of odor in the corner. Zhou Qingfeng and the butcher were walking among the pedestrians, and they saw numb faces. Everyone looked around with doubts and anxious expressions, but in fact, there seemed to be not many deals.

Before Zhou Qingfeng could tell which store to go to see, a dirty child ran past him and his little hand quickly reached into his pocket.

"Hey, boy, you want to steal something but you have found the wrong target." Zhou Qingfeng grabbed the child's hand, and his strength immediately made the little guy cry.
Chapter completed!