John: "One million US dollars? Oh, that's really enough."

How about not much... Excluding the commission of $500,000, the other $500,000 is almost all Ricky's illegal income for so many years. Now he takes it out to buy his life, and his flesh hurts.

John: "How do you give me this money?"

Ricky: "Give me an account, I call, and my financial adviser will be able to transfer one million to your account immediately."

In order to survive, Ricky also fought hard, and he could only spend his life if he had more money.

John found a pen nearby, tore off the note and wrote his account to Ricky.

Soon, one million US dollars successfully entered John's account, one step closer to the small goal of saving tens of billions to buy islands.

"By the way, what should you do with your brother?" John looked at Ricky.

One million yuan of money to buy life is only Ricky's, and his brother is still in John's hands.

Ricky: "My brother still has 500,000 US dollars in his account, which is his savings. I know the password. I can decide to remit 500,000 to you. As long as you agree, I will let my brother go..."

John: "Are you kidding? You are worth a million US dollars, your bearded brother is worth a half million? So despicable?"

Ricky: "I...but...we don't have more money."

Ricky and his brother Hector are just small shrimps. It is not easy to pick up some soup in this metropolis of Los Angeles. It is already quite difficult to save such a little family income by cheating. How much oil can a dog be squeezed?

John: "This is it... I will take your brother 500,000, but I will add another condition."

Ricky: "What are the conditions?"

One condition is worth $500,000? Such conditions are really good!

John: "Give me half a hundred thousand first."

Ricky had no choice but to make the decision on his own and entrusted a financial consultant on behalf of his brother to transfer his net worth of 500,000 to the designated account.

It’s so cool. I made another 500,000 yuan. It doesn’t seem that the small goal of buying an island will take too long.

John: "The other condition is that I need to know which big shot behind you is the one who hired you to poison me."

Ricky is just a dog that gives people a job, and his master is the real target John wants to kill.

Those who dare to provoke him will have no choice but to die.

...

Bartlett Skyscraper.

Inside a car opposite the building.

Ricky: "I was instructed by Carreto. He also provided the poison. The thing was very expensive and I couldn't afford it. Carreto's office is on the 22nd floor of the building."

John caught Ricky from the car and looked up at the top of the building.

The strength of being able to wrap the entire top floor of Bartlett Building in Los Angeles, where every inch of land is valuable.

"Take me up!" John ordered.

"no," Ricky's bald head shook like a rattle, "Caretto will kill me. Charles, I promise you all your requests, you can't make things difficult for me anymore."

"Stop talking!" John poked his back with a gun, "If you don't want to die immediately, just do what I want. Do you want to save your life to reunite with your brother, right?"

"Damn it!"

Ricky regretted it in his heart, and he knew that John would not let him go so easily. But if he didn't do as he wanted, it would be difficult to guarantee whether this crazy man who killed someone without blinking would kill him in the street.

“go!”

John pushed Ricky's back and forced him to walk towards the building.

...

The two entered the building and took the elevator to the 22nd floor.

After leaving the elevator door, two guards immediately came up, but Ricky was his own person and said that he would meet Carreto if he had something to do. After he got the Ken, he let him go.

On the way, John observed the surrounding environment and quietly recorded the number of guards, weapons, and directions.

"There are two people at the elevator entrance, one person in each of the four directions of the swimming pool, and one person on the balcony on the upper left."

"Three pistols, one short rush, one big spray, and one long spear."

There were seven people in threatening, and in addition to some hot girls in bikini, they had no weapons.

There was also a shirtless strong man sitting on the sun lounger next to the swimming pool, wearing a big back, wearing a huge ring, and smoking a cigar. It was supposed to be the main owner Carreto.

Carreto: "Ricky, you said you have something important to come to me. The person you brought is... Oh, damn! Charles Chefer!?"

A "dead person" was brought to him for only one reason...

This "dead person" is here to make trouble.

Bang!

John shot Ricky in the back of his head with a shot from behind.

Poor Ricky naively thought that John would spare his life until he died.

But that doesn't exist at all.

There is only one ending for being a honest man who dares to mess with him, which is to be killed and touch the corpse, extract experience, specialize in, and items.

Of course, you don’t have to hurry up and touch the corpse. After you have finished packing it up, you will be satisfied with it.

"Oh, Ke!" Seeing Ricky fall in front of him with his eyes closed, Carreto was almost crazy and shouted: "Kill him! Kill this damn villain!"

Carreto couldn't believe that a taxi driver actually dared to come to the door to kill someone alone. That's right, Chefer Charles was a taxi driver three years ago, at least that's what Carreto remembers.

Bang!

The guy on the balcony was killed first before he could react, and followed Ricky.

The body fell down as it was beaten and the spear fell to the edge of the flower bed.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

The expert-level [light firepower weapon] ensured John's excellent handling, and two guards from north and south were shot down immediately.

boom!

The strong man holding a big squirting shot in the west.

Click!

A large piece of the flower bed was missing, and the green potted plants and soil were thrown into pieces.

Although the power of the big spray is strong, its limitation is that the range is too short, and it relies on surface attacks to make up for the shortcomings of accuracy. Outside the effective range, the trolley is far less threatening than other weapons.

John picked up the spear beside the flower bed.

Da da da da da!

With a long shot, he swept down the guy who was rushing over with a short rush in the east.

boom!

The strong man holding a big squirting blasted again, but he still only blasted a corner of the flower bed.

Behind, two guards at the elevator entrance saw that there was something inside, and they pulled their guns and rushed in at the same time.

The guy on the left just ran into the door when he was swung down by John who was squatting beside the door.

The guy on the right just realized...

clatter!

Once you enter the soul, you feel a chill.

The only strong man with a big squirting was also aware of the shortcomings in range, so he quickly moved toward this side.

John pulled the guy who was swung down by the butt, and after re-stripping the gun, he kicked him out of the flower bed.

At first sight, the strong man holding a big squirting shot out in a hurry.

The unlucky guy who had been re-armed was bombarded again, and he flew up and fell into the swimming pool. The blue pool water suddenly turned bright red.

The wrong person was knocked out, and the strong man hurriedly pulled out the big spray sleeve again...

Bang!

John taught this guy to be a human being with one shot. It wasn't that he was the least threatening, and he wouldn't be left until the end.
Chapter completed!