The bald man stared closely into Edward's eyes, but his slightly trembling hands still betrayed his heart. Although he was the backbone of the Russian gang's headquarters and the leader of the Los Angeles branch, facing a group of regular soldiers, he still couldn't stand it.
Dare to take other actions.
In the eyes of these people, the police and even the riot squad are nothing like themselves, but the matters involving the real regular army are beyond their level, because it can already be regarded as a war.
If it is not a war, then it may be called a small-scale conflict, but that depends on the meaning of the military. The attitudes towards the two are completely different. You must know that the regular army will never be. They, a group of gang members who are like guerrillas, can
In comparison!
"Impossible, how can you have contact with the regular army..."
The Desert Eagle in the bald man's hand slowly lowered, and he took two steps back. The more than two dozen gang members around him still gave him a certain amount of confidence: "This is a mistake in my judgment, but you don't have any intentions."
!" With a sinister smile on his lips, he watched Edward slowly raise his right hand: "Bring him up!"
In the car behind them, two burly men came over carrying something. Su Mary, who was behind Edward, was suddenly shocked. Looking at the little man in his hand who was looking at her with tears, she couldn't help shouting: "
Little Bunt!”
"Sign the document. There's nothing wrong with this kid." The bald man looked at the group of regular soldiers behind Edward and the armed pickup truck that slowly drove over. Having received a formal military education, he could certainly see the 12.7mm at a glance.
The power that exploded was truly terrifying.
Little Bunt has always liked to play in the streets, but he didn't expect that this group of vicious Russian gangsters would take advantage of this habit. His arrest would become the biggest threat to Edward and the others.
"Let go of little Bont!" Sumary wanted to rush forward, but Edward only controlled her with one arm, preventing her from rushing forward and getting hurt at all, because this kind of thing was actually not a big deal to him.
"Let go of that child, or you will die miserably."
Edward slowly raised his hand and pointed an M1911 pistol at the bald man a few meters away. His face was extremely cold. He could be said to be extremely disgusted with guys like the Russian gangsters who had no bottom line.
"Ha, am I going to die?!" The bald man narrowed his eyes, and the scars on his face showed a fierceness before death. The black desert eagle pointed at little Bont's head, and he showed a miserable smile:
"If I die, then this child will also die with me!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Little Bunter couldn't help twisting his body, but his thin hands and feet were tied with hemp ropes, and even his mouth was sealed with tape. He could only shout through his nose. His originally beautiful eyes
Full of tears.
"Save him, Edward must save him, he is only a six-year-old child, he is still a child..." Seeing little Bont's speechless crying, Mary Su's heart was simply complicated. She had never experienced anything huge.
She was so miserable that she couldn't bear to see little Bont suffer like this.
"Sign the papers for me and let this poor child return to your arms!"
The bald man had a sinister smile on his face, but he did not dare to let go of the Desert Eagle pistol in his hand, especially when it was targeted by so many assault rifles and locked by four heavy machine guns, which actually made his heart tremble all the time.
Even the bald man didn't dare to look to the left and right, because he was sure that there were at least three sniper rifles aimed at him on the tall buildings around these soldiers. Just looking at a platoon of the regular army, it could even be called a typical combat aircraft platoon.
!
"Open his mouth!"
Seeing the calm look of Edward and others, the bald man's face changed slightly, which symbolized something bad. He turned to look at a soldier, raised his chin and said: "Let these people listen to the cry of this poor child.
!”
A fierce-looking Russian immediately agreed. He looked at the circle of guns around him with fear, especially at Edward's expressionless face. He walked over and grabbed the corner of little Bunt's mouth, the edge of the tape.
It's already in his hands.
"If I were you, I wouldn't be like this."
Watching that scene, Edward finally spoke slowly. He stared closely at the Russian gangster, his sharp eyes like an eagle's eye, which was simply breathtaking: "You'd better tear it apart gently, he is just a child.
Isn't it?"
As if he had given in, the Russian nodded his head tremblingly twice, not reacting at all to the menacing gaze of the bald man. He just gently tore off the tape, but the tender flesh on his face due to the stickiness was still there.
Let little Bunt still cry fluid.
"Mom! Mom!"
The tape that sealed his mouth was finally torn off, and little Bunter immediately started crying, watching Sumary shaking her body, trying to escape from the hands of the two burly Russians, and return to Sumary's arms.
"Damn it, shut up!" Seeing Edward's increasingly cold face, the bald man didn't get the expression he wanted. He couldn't help but get angry and aimed a slap at little Bont's face: "Shut up.
Mouth! Did you hear that? Shut up!"
Edward's face was stern, and the Marines around him were already squatting slightly, tightly surrounding the group of Russians in a combat formation, not caring at all about the AK-47 assault rifles that were also pointed at him.
"It's really boring for you to treat a child like this."
Edward suddenly smiled and looked at the obvious blood stains on the corner of little Bont's mouth. It was obvious that the bald man did not retain any strength at all, and slapped the child hard: "Do you still have humanity?" His eyes were filled with tears.
Lengmang.
"I only know that I need money!" The scar on the bald man's face was beating. The Sand Eagle pistol in his hand was pressed against Little Bont's cheek, and the force even deformed Little Bont's face.
The bald man looked at the increasingly obvious coldness in Edward's eyes and the crying look of Su Marie. He couldn't help feeling a little cold in his heart, and said quickly: "Open a way for me. After signing the documents, I will have someone send him away."
return!"
"No, I want my mother! I want to go to my mother!" Little Bunt was still crying, but the voice was heartbreaking, but it made the bald man even more angry.
"I told you, shut up!" The bald man raised his hand again, ready to slap little Bont's cheek again, but a strange sound suddenly appeared in his ears. Just as he was feeling strange, he suddenly
I found that time seemed to have stopped.
"It's really, a little annoying!"
Edward watched all this with cold eyes, holding the M1911 pistol in his hand without any pause. He looked at the Russian who had already mastered his skills and gently pulled the trigger, just like shooting a fixed target at close range.
"Bang bang bang bang bang -"
A series of sounds came from behind him. Almost all the Russians holding AK-47 assault rifles raised their heads slightly, smiled disdainfully, put down their MP5-A3 submachine guns, and Jessica's body walked forward without any trace of it.
Not caring about the impact of the time slowing down the area, he directly held the crying little Bont in his arms and left there.
"This is the best way to deal with these scum!" Jessica looked at little Bont who was gradually recovering after returning to the normal area of time. She couldn't help but smile, put him back into Sumari's arms, and looked at Edward:
"I will not allow this violence to happen."
Edward shrugged, and the effect of time slowing disappeared instantly. As time around them poured in normally, the Russians slowly returned to normal, but their heads suddenly exploded with blood mixed with brain matter, and they fell heavily to the ground.
.
Just when Jessica shot, although she was not affected by the slowdown of time, the group of Russians were suppressed and slowed down several times. Even if they were shot in the head by a bullet, only Edward could turn off the cheat code.
It can be seen in the recovery time.
The ground was covered with brains and blood. Sumary smiled and hugged little Bunt to prevent his young heart from touching these things. However, in the gaps between her fingers, little Bunt's tearful eyes were watching all this.
But he didn't continue to cry.
"What did you do to my people?!"
The bald man suddenly pulled the trigger, but little Bunt had already lost track of him there. The heavy gunfire of the Sand Eagle rang out, leaving three or five craters on the ground. Looking over, there were only corpses all over the ground.
Lying down, there wasn't even a single moan.
He raised the Desert Eagle and was about to pull the trigger on Edward, but he didn't notice the soldiers around him or the obvious sarcasm on Edward's lips.
The Alpha sniper on the roof focused all his attention on this place all the time!
"Bang——"
Upstairs in the distance, an Alpha sniper slowly relaxed his shoulders. Through the scope, a silver Desert Eagle had flown into the air, with a little blood stain, and hit the flowers not far away.
.
"Ah... it hurts..." The bald man immediately covered his right hand, and a large amount of blood flowed out uncontrollably. Two fingers fell at his feet. Apparently, they were hit by an extremely accurate shot from the sniper rifle, killing the Desert Eagle.
Kill them alive!
"No, you can't kill me! The NS Russian Empire will not let you go!"
The bald man looked at Edward's figure slowly walking towards him in horror. The fear in his heart suddenly made his legs unable to stand. He immediately became weak and fell to the ground. He looked at Edward and kept saying: "You don't know the truth.
This is a false world!"
"Oh, you know that too?"
Listening to the bald man's voice, Edward had a disdainful smile on his lips. The M1911 pistol in his hand was aimed at the bright bald man, and he said slowly: "Tell me what you know, what is the NS Russian Empire?" (To be continued)
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