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Chapter Five Hundred and Three: Angel

Busca is a drug leader, and like most of his colleagues, he is responsible for getting the goods from the big drug lords behind him and then distributing them to his subordinates. In this way, a distribution network of narcotics is established.

Busca is just a small node in this huge chain of interests, working a job with no plan and no future, and is always ready to lose his nickname in a certain gunfight.

However, he has always been lucky. He survived the horrific street fights time and time again, and then gradually rose through the ranks until today.

A few years ago, he took over a big job, a very big job.

The cargo ship from the island country was loaded with a potion that could make people's eyes glow yellow. After getting part of the supply, he mixed the potion with cough drops. Just a little bit was enough to drive those addicts crazy.

After drinking the mixed potion, many abnormalities will occur in the body. Some people cannot get used to this medicine and will suffer from severe diarrhea. Those whose eyes glow yellow are the ones Busca needs to pay special attention to.

They will be gathered together under the temptation of drugs and sent to the depths of the Amazon, where they will be received by a big man called the Angel.

Busca has delivered goods to the Lord God Envoy several times. He is not stupid and has memorized the route, but he is not interested in the things that guy said about evolution at all. He just wants to take money and run away.

people.

But this kind of life did not last long. A group of terrorist killers from the island country also targeted him. If Busca hadn't had enough scapegoats, he would have become the ghost of the Feng Mo family.

After learning the rumors about the yellow-eyed monster from his subordinates, Busca was so excited that he hurriedly mobilized the resources at hand and ran towards the Amazon rainforest.

He knew that only that godly messenger could save him.

As a drug leader who has been to the Amazon rainforest many times, he has his own way of hiding in the dangerous rainforest for a long time, quietly bypassing the pursuit of Fuma Kotaro, and escaping towards the sanctuary where the divine envoy is.

But it wasn't until he was almost there that he discovered that the sanctuary had disappeared and was replaced by a glorious city. The great pyramid covered with gold almost drove him crazy and made what happened next seem like a dream.

The majestic Quetzalcoatl blew up a hurricane and blew him high into the sky. When he woke up in the tree canopy, the city in front of him had disappeared.

He searched there for three days but found nothing. Just when he was about to give up, the angel of God appeared in front of him.

"Oh, is that so?" After listening to his story, the envoy showed a charming smile: "You made a mistake. This kind of mistake can only be repaid with blood."

The figure of the divine messenger disappeared and was replaced by countless monsters with yellow eyes.

Busca has seen these "monsters", or in other words, he has seen these monsters before they were monsters. They were the humans he sent to the envoys over the years.

A chase began. The angel seemed to be toying with him, or trying to use him as bait. Those monsters could clearly tear him to pieces in an instant, but they kept following him, swimming without attacking, and only occasionally tearing him apart.

His flesh and blood urged him to play this game of blood.

Until now, Busca collapsed on the deck and gave up the struggle in despair. As a poisonous leader, his life was considered worthwhile if he could drag two wealthy men to their deaths.

He recognized the Kassel school badge on Angers, which was the symbol worn by the people who were chasing him. Bouska knew that these two people were extraordinary, but facing those yellow-eyed monsters, they were two unarmed guys.

Far from enough.

Busca smiled, he smiled wantonly. In Rio, they were born in hardship, but when they died, they still had to smile, so that it would be more dignified.

But Ender obviously didn't intend to let him die decently, so he kicked away the trembling Busca, and faced the tidal wave of Deadpools, Ender smiled.

"We are in the right place, Angers." Ander gave a thumbs up to Angers: "Look, how they welcome us."

"Yes," Angers got into the cabin. He didn't just bring a folding knife this time.

As the leader of the secret party, he can install an entire arsenal on the ship if necessary: ​​"I'm going to get some gifts to give to these guys."

A few seconds later, Angers walked out carrying a rocket launcher and a heavy machine gun on his back. He put the rocket launcher on the ground and Angers picked up the heavy machine gun on his back.

It was a Gatling with six barrels. It was the proud work of the Equipment Department. It was a work inspired by these goblins after watching the movie Terminator. The gun body used a special alchemical process and was very light.

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In this way, even the goblins in the equipment department can easily pick up these six Gatling tubes and enjoy the cosplay of the Governor.

"Meet my little baby!" Angers pressed the button on the Gatling, the motor rotated, and the six-barreled machine gun spurted out frightening flames. Ender could use his scales as a guarantee, the bastards in the equipment department

It must have strengthened the bullet's flame.

But this does not mean that this machine gun is a useless decoration, uukanshu.com www.uukanshu.com On the contrary, in the metal storm, Deadpool’s flesh and blood flying on the hull of the ship was shot by high-speed bullets

Cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.

The only drawback is that this gun is not long-lasting. The seemingly long bullet chain is exhausted in just thirty seconds. Angers casually dropped the machine gun, picked up the rocket launcher and fired a round. The shell containing the mercury solution fell on the gun.

The group of Deadpools releases a mercury mist that is fatal to dragons.

Deadpool wailed in the mercury mist, and the mercury entered their lungs along the respiratory tract, making them miserable.

"It's a pity, these things can only be regarded as toys." Angers let out a sigh of relief. The Deadpool below had been wiped out to pieces, and the machine guns and rocket launchers were also exhausted. Angers cut open the ones that rushed towards him with a knife.

Deadpool choked and kicked the opponent's body off the deck.

"I just said that the army should be sent directly." Ender threw a fireball casually, killing the last Deadpool who was still breathing, and said helplessly: "A modern weapon without logistics is just a piece of scrap metal."

"There is no oil here, and I can't use the American soldiers." Angers shrugged, put away the small toys he brought, and looked at Busca who was still lying on the ground: "Now that the problem is solved, we should

Go ask this guy."

call……

Suddenly, Ander and Ange raised their heads and saw a man wearing a white-gold robe standing in the air. He said coldly to Ander: "Mortal, do you also want to disturb my Lord's sleep?"

Busca trembled, the messenger, the messenger was coming. He felt that death was quietly approaching him, but beside him, Ander and Angers smiled, mockingly.

A match rope shot straight into the sky, and Ender shouted: "You pretender, get down here!"

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