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0450 oligarch
Looking at the big screen in front of him, Liao Yang single-handedly guarded the gate and killed no less than sixty gunmen from the Khraporev Gang. Porowski looked pale and had some fear in his eyes. The beautiful girl squatted on the ground, her body was trembling, and she was calling the devil. Looking at the party leader again, he was still sitting on his hospital bed, his face expressionless, but his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.
"Is this the Knights of the Round Table?"
Porowski¡¯s voice was trembling a little. Although he had seen it once, seeing this horrific scene here still made him feel seriously mentally shocked.
"Could he be that Lancelot?"
Lancelot, the strongest knight among the Knights of the Round Table! Legend has it that he alone has the strength to defeat a hundred people, so he is also nicknamed the enemy of a hundred people.
"Nohe is not Lancelot"
The party leader shook his head slightly, "The Knights of the Round Table must be of pure British descent, and he is a Chinese."
"It's not Lancelotwho is he, who can do things next to the little princess?"
Porowski was horrified.
¡°I don¡¯t know either, it¡¯s beyond the scope of my knowledge, my dear nephew.¡±
The party leader suddenly sighed deeply, "It would be great if this person could be used by me."
"Uncle, should we"
Porowski made a beheading gesture.
"Is there any way you can get rid of him?"
The party leader raised his hand and pointed at Liao Yang, who was still killing everyone in the smoke on the TV.
"It's easy to hide from an open gun but hard to defend against a hidden arrow."
Porowski grinned, "As long as we want, there is always a way to kill him, uncle."
"No, don't be an enemy of this person for the time being."
The leader of the party remained sober, "The task of getting rid of them must be done by our enemies. I am old and timid, so I don't want to be his enemy, a young nephew."
¡°Oh my god, uncle, if I had a choice, I wouldn¡¯t want to be his enemy either!¡±
Porowski hurriedly replied, "But in my heart, the Vilyesi sect comes first!"
"It's better to hand him over to our enemies"
"Yes, unclebut what if he really completed this mission?"
Porowski asked his uncle, "Do you want to fulfill your agreement and become an ally of Her Royal Highness the Princess?"
"certainly!"
The party leader replied without hesitation, "If Your Highness really has such power, I will be her strongest ally! Go, my nephew, and prepare Khruyev's information for them. I will be happy to see that Death to the mean guy!¡±
"Understood, I'll do it right away."
Porowski nodded, turned and left the ward.
The party leader was leaning on the bed. When his nephew left, he no longer had to suppress his emotions, and his expression kept changing. On the old man's face, in just a short moment, many emotions burst out and appeared alternately. There are surprises and fears. There is shock and fear.
"The leader of the party"
The girl was trembling, looking at the uncertain party leader, she felt a sense of fear.
"It's okay dear"
The party leader stretched out his skinny hand and stroked the girl's head twice, like a kind old man. But his hand trembled, and he suddenly reached into the girl's open neckline and pinched her breasts hard. An old man's hand, but I don't know why it was so powerful, it squeezed the girl's chest and caused severe pain. She bit her lips, not daring to resist or even moan, and she had to try her best to look happy.
"Butwhy is it so familiar"
The party leader moved his hands and stared at the screen, his eyes flashing with light.
"It seemswhere have I seen this kind of fighting method"
The party leader began to recall in his mind where he had seen such a guy
Decades of memories are like swimming in a vast ocean. The party leader searched hard and finally caught a clue, which shocked him.
"That's right the red devil it's the red devil!"
The Red Devils, also known as the Red Ghosts, are the troops that Liao Yang once participated in secret training. The orthodox names are Red Ghost, Red Devil This is a nickname given to this unit in private by some people who have seen the combat effectiveness of the unit.
Because, theyThey are not ghosts at allthey are all devils!
"No wayI must be overthinking"
The party leader laughed dryly and shook his head to get rid of those unrealistic thoughts in his head. He pulled the girl and asked her to climb onto the bed and continue to serve him.
Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.
Kaliningrad has not been peaceful recently. Two waves of big bosses have been killed in succession, leaving the police very busy.
"Director Peter, I believe you will be able to find the murderer behind this."
In a beautiful large villa, he was wearing a white suit and his face was cleanly shaved, just like his bald head.
He sat at a table like a king, but only enjoyed the veal steak on the only plate.
The veal steak is grilled beautifully, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, melting in your mouth. He held the knife and fork gracefully and slowly cut off a piece. At the place where it was cut, red blood immediately overflowed and flowed onto the plate, where it pooled with the butter and formed a puddle.
Although the body of the bald man is very strong, he is as strong as a calf. But on both sides of him, there were still two tall bodyguards, each of them well-trained, like a door god!
This is the biggest oligarch in Kaliningrad, Khruyev. Although he is the mastermind behind a big gang, he behaves elegantly and like a true gentleman.
Soon, a well-dressed young assistant came over and placed a laptop in front of him. Then, the laptop was opened, and the surveillance footage recorded by Neptune Bar appeared inside.
In the picture, a masked man is extremely brave, as if the gun god has descended, knocking all Khrapolev's gunmen to the ground.
"This man has first-class marksmanship and a strong sense of combat. He is a master."
The secretary said slowly, "Judging from the physical characteristics, he should be Asianit is inferred that he is a Japanese, Korean, or Chinese master."
"Um."
Khruyev nodded, cut off another small piece of steak, put it in his mouth and chewed it.
¡°The taste is a little worse than last time. Have you changed the chef?¡±
Instead, he asked another question.
"Yes, the previous chef's hands and feet were dirty."
The assistant pushed up his glasses and nodded, "I have chopped off my hands and feet and buried them in the back garden."
"Hey, what a pity."
Khruyev felt a little regretful, ¡°The veal steak he cooked is still very authentic.¡±
"If you don't like it, I'll find another chef."
"Um¡¡"
Khruyev nodded, "There is one more thing you should remember to do." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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