"Sorry, goodbye!"

Mu Qiu has seen the expression of fear blooming in the opponent's pupil, and his goal has been achieved.

At this time, the mercenary from Asia, even though he has a certain military career, can only watch the bullet grow bigger and bigger in his eyes.

Finally pulled the trigger, can only be his last stubborn.

After his brain burst, people finally found something wrong.

"TMD, he, he's dead?"

Several mercenaries are unbelievable. This sniper is from Seoul, South Korea. His name is "Jin chenghuan".

He has a very loud name in the mercenary army called "eye of death". As the name implies, as long as he is staring at the guy, no one will be able to escape.

But now the guy who was once famous all over the world just fell into a pool of blood.

Not moving.

The mercenaries finally started to panic,,

When they took over the task, they once thought that the client was a fool, who actually spent so much money to solve a playboy.

But now they have found that the Playboy is a real thug after he takes off his suit!

"Captain, what are we going to do next?"

"What to do? I didn't ask you to come here to do with me, OK? "

The white captain seems to be in a bit of a rage. As an excellent mercenary in the world, when did he suffer such grievances?!

Now this one is called Muqiu. It's just a slap on his face!

"This shit, I really have to fight with this guy today."

The white captain made a sign, and the guy next to him immediately dragged the body of the Asian sniper into a morgue bag.

Although the employment corps team is famous in the industry, it has also reached the point of many difficulties. This time, everyone doesn't want to take over the job of Huaxia. However, it is the team leader who insists on his own way. Several people still come to Huaxia to do this job.

Now one of the leaders in a small team is dead. We can't help but feel some panic.

"Old man, old man, or let's, let's get rid of this wave, OK?"

The voice of another white man who had just disposed of the body was shaking. Originally, Huaxia was a forbidden area for mercenaries, not to mention a place not too far away from Beijing,

"Withdraw?? Tell me again

The white captain turned and yelled at the guy.

Although he is really a guy with two brushes, he is a bit anxious and arrogant. He never allows anyone to be more powerful than him.

"Well, well, boss, we all listen to you. If you have any orders, please hurry up. We've all come here. It's impossible to turn around and go now?"

The other guy opened his mouth.

Originally, these guys were able to overcome many difficulties to come to the world-famous mercenary forbidden area Huaxia, relying on the captain's willful behavior.

Anyway, since they have come, it's impossible to let them go because of the captain's bad temper. It's better to have a fish in the net.

Muqiu hurried back to his main driver's seat. Just now, Muqiu knew very well that he had calmed down several guys on the opposite side.

"Master mu, I say you really have fun? Can you play this kind of operation? "

The sound of the system jumped out again, which scared the already nervous Mu Qiu.

"OK, now I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. Your business is good. Work hard and help me to settle this matter."

Mu Qiu some disdain of say, anyway the meaning of this system is also like that, that is not as good as lion big mouth a bit.

"I can't help you. You can do it by yourself."

Anyway, Muqiu doesn't wear a seat belt at all. Today is a backwater battle. Either you die or I live.

"One, two, three, four, take two to drive, a total of six. There are so many TMD people."

Mu Qiu slowly glances over. There are only six people left in the other party's helicopter, but now the other party doesn't dare to be tough. After all, Mu Qiu's hand just made a warning to others, which has scared those guys across the way.

"Boss, we can't blind JB now. The sniper ability on the opposite side is definitely not under our sniper!"

"I'm not stupid. I don't need you to remind me."

The muscles on the white captain's face began to twitch slightly, and the tendons on his hands began to burst.

The Dragon tattooed on the hand also began to breathe. For this kind of muscular European and American people, tattooing really has a different aesthetic feeling.