Anyone who can move under the sight of God will be killed! ——Arnold Armory (Dean of the Cistercian Order, who founded the [Knights League]. Said when the Crusaders massacred the city of Beze.)
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If reincarnation in Buddhism really exists, then Edward will really discover that time travel is not just a fantasy. Although from a scientific point of view, this is simply unbelievable, in 1905, Einstein proposed the theory of relativity
, I feel relieved when I think about it, now this time travel is not unbelievable.
But in his mind, Edward could even recall every detail of his time before time travel, including his elderly parents, his high-spirited classmates, his frustrated old boss, and even the newlyweds who had just moved in next door.
With the sweetness of new life.
"In an instant, we were on the other side of the ocean, at both ends of the earth..."
Looking at the TV screen in front of him with dull eyes, Edward recalled his past life, which was bitter and funny, sweet and aggrieved, especially his elderly parents and his girlfriend who was about to get engaged, but he could no longer see him.
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Clenching his right hand tightly, Edward gritted his teeth and looked at the dilapidated ceiling. At some point, his left hand held an M9 automatic pistol, and he pointed the black muzzle at the officer on the TV screen.
, the crosshairs were locked, and the corner of his mouth turned up with a sad smile: "But this life is really interesting..."
"This country is not necessarily very democratic!"
Taking a deep breath, Edward looked at the upright face of the officer on the screen, with disdain flashing in his eyes. He moved his arm slightly with his wrist, and the sight of the pistol was always set between the eyebrows of that face, looking at the close-up of a large face.
He looked at the camera, gently pulled the trigger, and an extremely cold look flashed in his eyes.
"Bang!"
His wrist rose sharply, and the gray-black M9 automatic pistol vibrated slightly. Edward pursed his lips, put away the lips that were pouted to imitate the gunshot, looked at the intact TV screen, smiled, and casually put the pistol away.
Throw it on the bedside, turn off the TV, pull up the wool blanket to cover yourself, quietly close your eyes and prepare to rest.
This time, the young police officer Chopin, who was new to the town, almost caused Edward a lot of trouble, especially during several major arrangements, which nearly wiped out the entire army. Although in the end he managed to destroy the evidence and escape in a dangerous way, he also lost nearly a hundred people.
Ten thousand dollars in drugs and two lives.
Especially the recent drug busting operation even involved Interpol, which made Edward so frightened that the Interpol group was not as easy to bribe as the local police in the United States. If it weren't for the man in the town,
There is also an old guy with overwhelming power. This time Edward believes that he might really fall into it.
"Damn it, those damn remnants of the Soviet Communist Party, the Russians who deserve to go to hell!"
The turbulent thoughts collided in Edward's mind, making it impossible for him to truly sleep or rest, because combined with the sudden entry of the Russians into this town before and the few simple conflicts that seemed to be there, he was even sure that this was definitely what the Russian gang wanted.
Put your hand into the temptation of this town!
Russian gangs are not a rare thing in the United States. As the Soviet Union disintegrated and the Cold War disappeared, and the world was surrounded by songs of peace, a large number of Russians smuggled into the United States and started a new life. Although the various talents included in it
There are many, but there are also thieves, liars and even robbers.
And they are the original prototype of the Russian gang in the United States. Even now, they have evolved into a very threatening security risk and are also one of the most powerful existences among American gangs: the Russian Mafia, American branch.
"It seems that my monopoly on the drug business in this town has caused dissatisfaction among some people."
Edward squinted his eyes slightly, and the clues were quickly sorted through in his mind. He was thinking about a person he had contacted and the social circle he was in. He was suddenly stunned. His obviously rosy face immediately darkened, and he glanced at the wall with an uncertain sideways glance.
The mural of the angel redeeming the world hangs above.
Rubbing the wool blanket gently with his chin, Edward frowned slightly and whispered to himself: "It seems that we need to be prepared."
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The huge profits in the world are always the two businesses of drugs and arms.
And these two businesses will always be controlled by those countries. Everyone involved in them is the puppet they support, and they are not puppets. They have already been thrown off the cliff in the crossfire of light and darkness.
There are no bones left. If you want to get involved, you must gain good relations and trust with the management.
But more importantly, you have to hand over a certain percentage of your income as your "insurance money".
Don't think about not paying this huge amount of "insurance money", and don't ever think about defying and provoking this rule that no one has ever stated clearly, because except the devil and God, no one can overturn the huge chain under this rule, because this
What is connected by a chain is always heavier than God and the devil.
But what is even heavier is the extremely greedy heart of human beings, because they will never be satisfied with the fixed "insurance money". Just like when barley matures, farmers will raise the sickle in their hands and harvest their harvest to satisfy themselves.
Satisfy their own appetites and satisfy their greed.
The Russian Mafia has experienced the drastic changes during the disintegration of the Soviet Union, and is obviously very comfortable with this kind of thing. According to the information Edward obtained, since they came to this town three months ago, they have started testing themselves more than once, and for
The bribes offered by Old John in the town would certainly not be less than his own.
"Damn, this is a bit troublesome."
Edward rubbed his chin and thought with gritted teeth. The reason why he became the boss of this town was basically because of the support of Old John, the police chief, and it was also because of his connections with the powerful people in the town that he was able to monopolize 100%.
The drug business of the eighties.
"It seems that we should discuss it with those Canadians."
With a sinister look in Edward's eyes, he stared at the mural of the Angel of Redemption on the wall, and his heart trembled for a few times: "The United States in this world is so chaotic, and it is almost completely different from the one in the previous life." After swallowing, Edward's face changed.
There was a ruthless look on his face: "I hope that old guy John won't force me!"
If John, the old fox, is the king in this town, then Edward can be called a prince in this town. After all, Edward's organization has been operating secretly for more than ten years, and it only took four years to clean up.
That's all, how come there is no trump card?
But it is precisely because of that old guy John that he does not dare to make things big. Otherwise, there is still a great chance that Edward will really die with him. Otherwise, he will not let this group of baseless Russians come to
In this rich town, test Edward's reaction!
"No, I have to have some deterrence!" Edward gritted his teeth and turned to look at the M9 pistol on the bedside table, but he felt a slight chill. Not to mention the exclusive anti-terrorist weapons equipped by the police in the town, today's
Even if he is a group of Russian gangsters who are suppressed in the United States, they cannot compare with the firepower.
Although in normal times, some ancient Winchester 1887 shotguns and pistols can cope with certain things, but in a real gang fight, relying only on these old-fashioned things is just like seeking death!
Normally, he could borrow Old John's power and be invincible in this town, but now his biggest reliance has become his biggest weakness. Once other gang organizations try to replace Edward, and Old John has other ideas, then Edward will be able to
It really seemed like fish on a chopping board, being chopped up, manipulated and steamed without any resistance at all!
You know, even the group of Russians who have just entered the town, according to Edward's inquiries, seem to have a few AK47 assault rifles. Although the United States strictly prohibits the circulation of automatic rifles, they are just deceiving those dull people.
Students, not even the police officers themselves, believe in this law.
Otherwise, how can an ordinary police station be equipped with powerful micro-rams and automatic rifles that can be called the firepower of an army infantry brigade? Even the weapons of anti-terrorism police are better than those of ordinary special forces.
Even the U.S. National Guard, which is a militia, has retired military standard weapons such as M16A1 automatic rifles and M60 heavy machine guns! And the firepower erupted by this automatic weapon, let alone Edward, if a soldier with a little training holds it.
, occupying several favorable terrains that even ordinary regular troops cannot attack!
Edward raised his eyes and quietly scanned the room, which was already empty except for himself. He carefully placed his right hand between his eyebrows, as if kneading it. This was his biggest secret, and it was the only golden treasure he had traveled to this world.
Fingers, but they are his biggest support!
"Enter the system space!"
Edward said slowly, trying to connect his spirit to his brain and touch the black spherical object. However, in his clear pupils, a large data stream suddenly appeared, and bursts of green data flashed quickly.
Just like a computer screen, the interface refreshes quickly.
"Player access detected, do you want to enter?"
A female voice sounded in Edward's ears. The voice was pleasant to the ear, but if you listen carefully, you will find that this pleasant female voice is stiff and lifeless. It is hollow, as if it comes from the void, or in other words, from another world...
"Definitely." He let out a soft sigh that didn't exist. With a smile on his lips, Edward put down his hand and quietly looked around. After extremely cautiously confirming that no one was present, he came to a definite conclusion: "
Enter."
"bass--"
A sound that was very similar to that of turning on a computer screen sounded, and along with it, the green data flow in Edward's eyes shone brighter, and finally turned into a green stream of light, printing the entire eyes into a weird green. Even with his eyes closed, there was still
There was a faint green glow in the gaps between the eyelashes.
"Your Majesty General, welcome to "Call of Duty: Modern Warfare."
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