"elder brother!"

A Jian listened to the extremely familiar and powerful voice, and his whole body couldn't help but subconsciously relax and lay on the ground with great freedom.

Mark Lee appears.

He was really relieved.

Door.

Zhong Wenze and Mark Li stood side by side in bulletproof vests, and the m16 flames held in their hands suddenly appeared.

"Da da da da!"

"Da da da da!"

Amid the crisp and loud rifle shooting.

The two of them fought and stepped in, pulling the trigger without hesitation at the many gunmen guarding the stairs at the apartment lobby.

The gunman camp was directly dispersed and fled around indiscriminately.

According to their idea, just one Long Si and Ajian, with so many people coming, each one with a pistol was unnecessary.

now.

Facing the powerful firepower of the two rifles, they had no power to fight back for a while and immediately dodged around.

The first round of strafing.

The Gunners team was melted directly.

Four of the six people at the scene fell down and lay on the ground screaming and wailing. The remaining three people hugged in the corner and did not dare to come out.

"come out!"

Mark Lee threw the empty m16 in his hand to the ground, pulled out the shotgun from the canvas bag, and stroked the barrel and pressed it on.

In the corner.

The gunman hiding behind tried to attack, and just poked his head out and was torn apart by the shotgun bullet that ejected.

Now.

The remaining two were completely honest, threw away the pistol in their hands, raised their hands above their heads and appeared in front of Mark Lee.

See Mark Lee.

The gunman was stunned for a moment, subconsciously looked at Ajian in the corridor, his lips stuttering.

"That's my brother."

Mark Lee held a gun in his right hand, and the shotgun muzzle was directly pressed against the gunman's forehead, blurting out a fluent English: "Who sent you here?"

The gunman replied without hesitation: "Brother Sen...Asen asked us to come."

"Where is he now?"

"He's having a meal outside!"

The two gunmen almost rushed to answer Mark Lee's questions.

Similar to the scene in film and television dramas: first ask someone, don’t answer, just shoot him to death, and then the other person is so scared that he immediately answers.

The two gunmen scrambled to the top, fearing that they would answer slowly than their companions and were beaten to death by Mark Lee.

"I'll take you there!"

There was even one person who directly chose to lead the way for them, and his desire to survive was pushed to the extreme.

While talking.

Student Zhong Wenze, who had no sense of existence, silently walked up the corridor and glanced around the corridor quickly.

The mottled traces and sputtered blood on the wall are enough to make people know what happened at the scene and how tragic it was.

"So powerful!"

Zhong Wenze reached out to Ajian on the ground: "Depending on your attitude, it's just as good as Brother Ma."

"Bang!"

Ajian stretched out his hand, slapped hard on Zhong Wenze's palm, and then grabbed it and stood up.

Although he didn't know Zhong Wenze, he could realize that this handsome man had no malice towards him.

"Uncle Fourth!"

Zhong Wenze looked at Long Si on the side again, his eyes fell on Xiaohui, who was sitting half-down against the wall, and his eyes narrowed.

Although he and Xiaohui are not very familiar with each other, he still feels very sad when he sees this scene at this moment.

At the beginning.

When she was in the apartment, Xiaohui's active scene of pouring water for herself seemed to appear before her.

"Aze!"

Long Si's voice was hoarse and he looked at Zhong Wenze: "Thank you..."

"Sad!"

Zhong Wenze took a deep breath, reached out and patted Long Si's shoulder, grabbed it hard, and then squatted down in front of Xiaohui and carried her on her back:

"Troubleshoot Asen's failure and take Xiaohui back."

No one expected that meeting again would be like this.

Along the way.

No one spoke.

The group came to the newly found house Ajian, saying that the house was actually somewhat similar to the warehouse, and put Xiaohui in the cold storage.

During this process.

Long Si did not participate, and sat alone in the corner next to him, pressing the bullet into the Desert Eagle pistol magazine in his hand without saying a word.

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Thorn Rose Private Club.

This point.

It happened to be around 7 o'clock in the evening. Logically speaking, it was the time when the club had the most traffic, but it was extremely quiet at this moment.

In the empty hall.

The dining table in the middle.

Asen sat alone at the dining table, frowned at the food on the table, without any appetite.

The dining table was filled with delicious food, all kinds of food, and they were mainly Cantonese cuisine.

Asen is a serious Guangdong province native. He first joined Long Si, but later after Long Si washed his hands, he fled to the United States.

Long Si Jin Basin washed his hands, but he did not.

On the surface.

Asen is a priest who preaches in the church, and is ordinary.

secretly.

He arranged a local Chinese organization here and formed his own team, which made him so prosperous.

This club held by Chinese people is also his favorite place to come. There is no other reason, because the chefs here are also from China, and he can eat authentic Cantonese cuisine.

"Did you reply to the message there?"

Asen reached out and took a plate of fried rice in front of him and brought it to him, frowned at the maid beside him: "Why haven't you replied to the message for so long?"

"should..."

The maid thought about it for a moment and casually echoed: "It's coming soon, maybe it's on the way back, it's coming soon."

"call..."

Ashen exhaled, shook his head in a daze, picked up a spoon and scooped the fried rice and started eating it.

He likes to eat fried rice with eggs. When stir-frying eggs, he must add soy sauce and stir-fry the fried rice with eggs to dark yellow.

only.

At this time, the fried rice with eggs was a bit chewy and had no taste in the mouth.

The rice is still the same plate.

But because of Long Si's affairs, he is now feeling a little uneasy.

He, Asen, knows the most about what role and personality Long Si is.

Long Si was not dead, and he seemed to have guessed that he had betrayed him. He knew very well what would happen next.

Then.
To be continued...