Chapter 1229

When the old man walked out of the seaside villa, there were at least a dozen people in charge of guarding the safety of zakala. They rushed to the coconut forest 3000 meters away with a tiny rush in their arms.

No one paid any attention to the old man. As long as he came out of the villa alive, no one would be hard on him.

What's more, he was followed by another big man in the local underworld, zablas.

Zhebras came to place zakala this time, and brought about more than 20 men. There was no lack of heavy weapons such as rocket launchers in his hands. If he found something wrong, they would blow up the villa without hesitation.

So there's no need for zakala's people to act without authorization. After all, if both sides fight, it's others who will benefit.

"Mr. old man, just a moment, please."

Zobras came up and walked with him: "can I take you back to the city?"

"Thank you, Mr. zebras."

The old man stopped and looked at him with both hands on his back. "Do you believe what I said?"

"I don't believe it."

Zobras said with a smile: "in this land, no one can be stronger than the joint efforts of zacala and black scorpion, even the government, not to mention the George family in the United States, and the so-called father of the child. This is the world of us. No one but us can understand our strength once we join hands. "

The old man didn't feel much surprised by his reply. He just asked, "why don't you stay? Maybe you also have access to new drugs. "

If zakala gets the new drug that is harmless to people, he will take control of the market here and squeeze zobras out of Cuba. After all, addicts also like the free drugs that are harmless to themselves.

If zobras stayed and joined hands with zacala and black scorpion, their strength would be stronger, but he chose to give up, so the old man wanted to know why.

Zobras' answer is simple: "I have enough money. My son and daughter have emigrated to a safe country. I've witnessed many people's families destroyed by drugs. Although I won't give up the opportunity to poison others to make more money, I don't want my children to be exposed to them. "

After a pause, he continued: "no matter what kind of drugs, the ultimate goal is to kill people. The money is dirty. I don't want my children to continue to earn this kind of dirty money. And their ability, obviously did not inherit my excellent, later if continue to walk on this road, can only be eaten by others

The old man nodded: "well, that's why you want to bear this evil on your own, so you choose to give up."

"Yes, that's what I mean. There's really no need to offend the Georges in order to harm others, and the frightening father you said, ha ha."

Debras himself opened the door for the old man.

The old man was not polite, so he sat in the back naturally.

After the car started slowly, zobbras looked at the direction of coconut grove and said, "I promise you that when the child arrives at my site, he will pass safely. I hope my account will increase by US $30 million. Next month, my youngest son will get married. The US $30 million is very clean and matches the color of the wedding."

The old man said with a smile, "you'll get what you want. You're a smart man, too. The only drawback is that you know too little, resulting in arrogance. You never know that there are so many people in the world besides black scorpions, who are much stronger than you. "

"Are you warning me?"

Zobras frowned slightly, and his tone was a little stiff: "Mr. old man, can you tell me who you are?"

The old man turned his head and looked in the direction of the coconut grove, and said in a low voice, "Mr. zebras, have you ever heard of the name whiteboard?"

"Whiteboard? Whiteboard... "

Zhebras frowned even more tightly, murmured and repeated several times, then suddenly thought of it, and cried out: "ah, it's the white board in the French foreign corps' sniper team that claims to be able to make the best sniper rifle in the world?"

The old man laughed. He was very proud and said in a low voice, "besides him, who else in the world can knock down a blade in rapid flight at a distance of 3000 meters?"

An excellent sniper, as long as he has a super strong sniper rifle, can smash an apple 3000 meters away. This is not impossible, but it needs to be thoroughly calm down, and even maintain at least five minutes of preparation, such as measuring customs, air humidity and so on.

But there is a man in the world who has the ability to snipe and kill people over long distances.

This man is whiteboard, a member of the "sniper" team of the French Foreign Legion. He can use his sniper rifle to hit any target at any time.

Whiteboard in the eyes of many professionals, that is a genius, when he picked up the sniper rifle, he has become one with the gun.

After thinking of the whiteboard, zebras immediately thought of the legend of the sniper team he had heard, and other teammates of the whiteboard: monkey in front of the investigation, Gorilla King of jungle operations, Black Pearl James in the water, mysterious ghost dance, and the old man who was responsible for logistics rescue in 198 missions.

In the short span of two years, the six men had already heard the legend of the sniper group in the mercenary circle. Even Blass, a woodlouse who had been hibernating in Cuba, had heard about it.

As he looked at the old man, his casual eyes turned to seriousness, and he murmured, "so you are the old man in the nightmare army."

Nightmares Corps is the name given by outsiders to the sniper team. It means that as long as you are targeted by the sniper team, it will become a nightmare for the living. Even for the villain like SOLAS George, you were taken away by nightmares Corps.

The old man's eyes brightened up slowly and said faintly: "I have forgotten who I am. Really, in the past half a year, the work of the rubber plantation has made me forget who I am, and I am determined not to think back to the past, thinking that I will spend the rest of my life in this way - but you have given us the opportunity to regroup and let us regain our high morale."

The old man looked up at the blue sky outside the car window, and his voice was as light as a dream: "the stupidity of zakala and the black scorpion activated the dormant nightmare army. Now, this powerful Legion has come to life. Under the leadership of that man, it has come to us with a ferocious smile. The nightmare Legion should not have been activated. "

This is a subtropical climate. People wear short sleeve shorts all the year round. They are always tormented by the high temperature in places without air conditioning. But now zobras feels chilly.

He knows that no matter how strong zakala and the Black Scorpion will be in this land, after meeting the nightmare army, the result can only be like a nightmare.

This made him even more fortunate that he was able to withdraw from the fight for interests.

"That shot was just a declaration of war by the nightmares against zakala and the black scorpion. The next time, the bullet will blow their heads."

The old man, who used to be full of furrows, seemed to be a teenager: "Mr. zobras, do you want to tell zacala and the black scorpion what I said?"

"No

He took a deep breath and said with a smile, "although I have made enough money, I still hope to take over the territory of zakala. If you have a chance, it's also very good to form a killer group that obeys my orders. "

"Stop the car. I'm getting off."

The car stopped immediately. The old man pushed the door open and patted Blass's knee when he got off the car. He said with a kind smile, "you will realize these wishes. I advise you to start preparing to take over these now, because they don't have much time."

After stepping on the ground, the old man took a deep breath and murmured, "I can smell the footsteps of death. He's coming."

Zebras instinctively looked around.

On the right, there is the endless sea, on the left, there is a peaceful fishing village by the sea. On the way, the skirt of a beautiful girl floats with the wind and flashes out a touching curve. A little boy is riding a bicycle, whistling forward - everything is the same as usual.

But zhebras seems to be able to see a dramatic shadow coming from afar.

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Not long after the old man left, a young man in a casual jacket appeared on the platform.

This is an Asian face, very gentle, very beautiful and white, no matter from which point of view, are not associated with the bad guys, especially the other corners of the mouth are always holding a faint smile, which makes people have an inexplicable favor for him.

With a cigar in his hand, the young man came to the old man's chair and sat down. Naturally, he cocked up his legs. Looking at zacala and black scorpion, it was like looking at two old friends: "who was that old man just now?"

Black Scorpion is very disgusted with the appearance of others in front of him. He likes that when others look at him, it's better to have fear in his eyes, so he holds up a glass of red wine and shakes it gently as if he didn't hear a young man speak.

Zakara said, "he said that his name is old man. He should be sent by old George of America."

"It can't be old George."

The young man shook his head slowly and said, "as far as I know, old George and his granddaughter Nell are attending a three-day financial conference in Washington."

At this time of year, Washington will hold a three-day national financial conference. According to the unwritten rules of the conference, the conference hall will be covered by electromagnetism within a few hundred meters, and there is no fixed line telephone. No participants will want to contact the outside world during the conference. The purpose is to prevent the contents of some agreements of the conference from being leaked.

Absolutely, the fully closed meeting is highly valued by the United States, because every decision of the meeting will affect the financial structure of the United States and even the world.

It was George's grandson who was going to attend such a meeting, so little Caesar came to Cuba accompanied by Mrs. Winnie and several bodyguards.

After they were chased by zakala and others, even if they tried their best to ask for help in the United States, Nell and old George would not know.

Young people with Asian faces know this very well, so they are sure that the old man is not sent by the George family at all.

At most, it's an old housekeeper of the George family or something.

If it's Nell who comes to negotiate, she will not hesitate to agree as long as she can guarantee her son's safe departure from Cuba.

Similarly, if it's just shooting Caesar, it's very easy for the killer of Scorpio group to complete the task with the cooperation of zakala.

But what this young Asian wants is a living Little Caesar.

The living are always more useful than the dead.