In the courtyard of a quiet villa in Damascus, Martin Butuo looks at the scenery with a gloomy face.

He is a very calm appearance on the surface, but at this moment his heart is already full of Qi and blood.

He knew that George Washington would not wait to die, but he never thought that his staff would be negligent.

Martin Butuo was biting his teeth. This time he lost a lot.

It's not just the weapons. It's just a drop in the bucket for Martin Butuo. What's more important is his face.

The person from the trading party just came here an hour ago, and the boss was very angry. He even asked Martin Butuo what was going on here.

The other party's words were very ugly, as if Martin Butuo had passed out now.

Martin Butuo's face was gloomy, and his two confidants were standing behind him.

"Boss, we have sent back the compensation money. The transaction has changed the time." One of them said.

Martin Butuo some headache said: "this time the transaction must not be enough accident, by the way, I asked you to investigate the matter how?"

Another confidant continued: "Pino is still in a coma in the hospital. He was seriously injured. If his brothers didn't rush by, he would have died on the spot."

"But we found something. Pino was right about what he said before. Those guys used weapons from George Washington."

When Martin heard this, he couldn't help but feel stunned.

He was not surprised that he had been fighting George Washington for many years.

"This weapon is from George Washington, but it's not necessarily this man." Another confidant said suddenly.

Martin Butuo looked at this confidant curiously. The man in front of him was Martin Butuo's right hand. Although his skill was average, his brain was very easy to use. He was also a think tank beside Martin Butuo.

Seeing Martin Butuo looking at himself, the man explained, "we are also paying close attention to the situation. George Washington has a lot of things on hand. Will he do it at this time?"

This guy's words are reasonable, but it doesn't work for Martin Butuo.

He knew his nemesis too well. Once he had any chance, even if it was a backwater battle, George Washington would not let it go.

Thinking of this, George Washington coldly said: "we are staring at his people, he is not staring at us?"

You know, most of the arms and weapons in this state are from the two major military fire merchants.

Moreover, for the sake of business balance between the two sides, some weapons are separated. For example, some weapons on George's side in Washington can't be sold on Martin Butuo's side.

This is an unwritten rule. It is precisely because of this that Pinot sees the news of weapons as important. Even when he is about to die, he should quickly say what he sees.

Just as Martin butoro was thinking about something, a car stopped outside the villa.

A very tall man stepped down from the car. The people at the door didn't even stop him. Instead, he looked respectful.

Martin Butuo looked at the visitor, but also quickly got up, looking at each other with some expectation.

This man has no name, even Martin Buto doesn't know his name, but he is the guy Martin Buto trusts most.

The man was very fond of vodka, so Martin Butuo called him vodka.

"Oh, old man, you're back at last. How's it going?" Martin Butuo asked expectantly.

Vodka is a tall white man. Just sitting there, he feels very powerful. In addition, his ugly and vicious face makes anyone feel scared.

Vodka said: "I went to investigate the scene, the hands are elite, in two minutes to kill everyone. I've seen the wound on Pinot's body. It's also a fatal wound, but this boy's life is too big to survive. "

"What do you mean?"

"We can't rule out the possibility that someone wants to frame Washington and George and let us fight on both sides. However, from the situation at the scene and Pino's previous words, this possibility is very small. After all, Pinot almost died. If the other party's people want to frame up, they will at least keep a few more people alive. What's the point of taking such a risk? "

After listening to vodka, Martin Butuo's face was even worse.

He slapped the table and said angrily, "OK, good, George Washington, this is playing with fire! Since he wants to play, I have nothing to be afraid of

Several people are looking at Martin Butuo, according to Martin Butuo's character, this bad breath is certainly not swallow.

Sure enough, Martin Butuo called some elites to come here, and many of them came back with the fastest speed.Martin Butuo made some arrangements, and then said with a pleasant smile: "if you want to play, then play a big one. I want to see how long George Washington, a bastard, can last!"

In fact, Martin Butuo had a batch of weapons of George Washington in his hand, which was also a coincidence.

So he plans to make good use of these weapons. There are some unstable partners in Damascus, who often cooperate with George Washington.

This time, Martin Butuo is targeting these guys.

For him, those who don't stand firm may be the enemy in the future. It's no problem to clean up at this time.

Besides, he wanted to kill these guys for a long time.

"Remember, make things beautiful. All the swaying people will die. By the way, this time try to use the people from George's side of Washington. We've been keeping our inside information for so long, so it's time to use it. "

Martin Butuo laughed surreptitiously. He could even imagine what George Washington would be like when those things were successful.

Now, in this increasingly turbulent state of Dama, if you want to have a firm foothold, you have to be faster than anyone else.

The people of Martin Butuo also understood what they meant and hurriedly began to make arrangements. This time, most of the people they used were insiders, and the rest were small men. Even if someone wanted to investigate something, they couldn't find Martin Butuo.

As night falls, Damascus is once again shrouded in darkness. No one knows how much blood the darkness will have this time.