"Yes, I believe in their ability to do things, but that doesn't mean I will be sympathetic to them."
Bujier nodded and replied: "Whether it is the dead tyrant, Black Mamba, Red Bird, or the only surviving Blood Crow, to me, they are just four of my subordinates, four outstanding subordinates. They died
Now, I can also find people who can replace them. Because the resources they have in their hands are still mine after all!"
As he said that, Boozer looked at Boozer who was standing aside. Boozer was one of the "replacements". If Boozer died one day, there would be someone new to take his place.
As Bugir said, the resources in the hands of the seemingly incomparable "Four King Kongs" were all given by Bugir. Even if the "Four King Kongs" are all dead, he can still cultivate new "Four King Kongs".
"Four Diamonds", all Bujir paid was nothing more than some time.
"Why?"
Bujier looked at Catherine standing in front of him, his eyes were as cold as ten thousand years of ice, and under that coldness, there was a faint hint of disappointment.
Catherine took off the M4A1 automatic rifle hanging on her body, still on the ground, then pulled out the pistol from the holster on her leg, ejected the magazine, pulled the sleeve to remove the bullet from the chamber, and then disassembled the pistol.
Still on the ground. Catherine knew very well that it was absolutely impossible for her to leave this parking lot alive today. Anyone who betrayed Bujier would have only one fate - death!
"Why?" Bugir asked Catherine again.
"He saved me."
A trace of memory flashed through Catherine's beautiful eyes, and she said: "If he hadn't come to the rescue back then, I would now be a prostitute in a brothel in Europe, as long as I was willing to spend money to get into it."
"If it weren't for me, you would still be a prostitute in the red light district, selling yourself out!" Bujier stared at Catherine and said coldly.
"That's right, without you, there would never be Catherine, the world's top model." Catherine nodded in agreement and said, "So, although I told him about your whereabouts, I will definitely protect your safety.
, and I haven’t revealed anything about your identity to the outside world.”
"He has helped me before, so I cannot refuse his request; you have also helped me before, so I have not betrayed your secret. Moreover, Moscow, where you are planning a nuclear attack, is my mother's hometown, and I cannot turn a blind eye.
to watch it be destroyed."
Bujier raised the m1911 in his hand and pointed it at Catherine.
"Let's do it." Catherine looked at Bujier with a faint smile and said, "You will not allow someone who betrayed you to live, even if she is a woman and even slept with you."
嘡! 嘡!
Two gunshots echoed in the empty parking lot, and two blood flowers bloomed from Catherine's chest.
Catherine's hair was spread out on the back of her head, and her golden hair reflected the golden luster in the sunlight that filtered into the parking lot.
Catherine's body fell to the ground, a light dust rising around her body, and the blood pouring out of the bullet hole in her chest soon dyed her camouflage uniform red. With a smile on Catherine's face,
Slowly closed his eyes.
Catherine, the world's supermodel, who had countless flashes and spotlights, had the face of an angel and the body of a devil, and was hailed as "God's darling" by countless media, passed away in an abandoned parking lot in Syria!
Bujier returned the silver m1911 pistol to Quan Angel and walked towards the truck parked next to it.
Boozer, who was following next to him, said to Bugir: "I thought you would do the same thing to that woman before, throwing her into the cheapest and filthiest brothel in the world."
During the period when Bugil was imprisoned at the NATO military base in Lusitania and lost his freedom, in order to get Bugil's resources as quickly as possible, the CIA spent all their brains on the outstanding figure and appearance.
The female agent was arranged to be with Bujier.
However, not only did the female agent fail to get what the CIA wanted from Bugil, she was even disposed of by Bugil before the CIA arranged for her to retreat - and was thrown into one of the dirtiest and cheapest brothels in South America.
"My woman can only be mine!"
Bugir stopped, glanced at Boozer beside him, and said in a somewhat unkind tone: "Even if she betrays me, she is still my woman!"
Quan Angel, who stood aside, looked at the flash of exhaustion in Bujier's eyes and sighed secretly in his heart. Bujier had never really had feelings for a woman. If he had, it was Catherine lying there. However, I guess...
After this incident, Bujier would never be tempted by any woman again. Even if he slept with a woman, it was only to satisfy his physiological needs.
"How should she deal with it?" Angel Quan asked Bujier.
"Leave her to me."
Just when Bujir was about to speak, an old voice came from the other end of the parking lot, and then a staggering figure appeared in everyone's eyes.
Seeing that figure, Quan Angel immediately became nervous, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he stared closely at the rickety old figure.
"cobra!!"
Quan Angel raised the SSG3000 sniper rifle like lightning and fired a bullet at Jiang Qiu.
But as soon as Quan Angel pulled the trigger, Jiang Qiu's body, which seemed to fall over if blown by the wind, suddenly swayed and disappeared from the place strangely. When he appeared the next moment, he was already on the right side of Quan Angel.
A ray of light flashed in Jiang Qiu's slightly cloudy eyes. The ray of light was like a sharp sword piercing Quan Angel's chest, causing Quan Angel's breathing to stagnate.
Jiang Qiu looked at Angel Quan and said: "You are good at sniping, and you are a left-hander, a complete left-hander. If I attack from the right side, what do you think you have a chance of resisting? Although my body is in a state of disrepair, I have endured
I can't resist high-intensity offensive moves, but I really want your life, are you sure you can save it?"
Looking at Jiang Qiu who was less than ten meters away from him, Quan Angel narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at this "old man" who looked to be in his final years.
Cobra, Jiang Qiu!
He is an existence that is incomparable to Jiang Wei. If he takes his own life even if he dies, and launches a fatal blow to himself, there is no absolute certainty that Quan Angel can resist it. Jiang Qiu's strength lies in his strange attacks and attacks.
The defensive steps were just like before. Before he could see clearly, he had already made evasive movements to avoid his own bullets.u