Chapter 343: Personal grudges, iron-blooded promises

Bermuda is a place where you need to protect yourself in order to survive and strengthen yourself. At this time, the big man sitting in the box, who is not the first-rate and cruel person who takes the word "ruthlessness" as the first and foremost as the word "ruthlessness" as the first and foremost as the food?

However, when they saw Da Vinci killing Descarte with a flower gun in the wheelchair, they still felt unprecedented shock. They also saw that the three seventh team members in the box deliberately sold Descartes to him, which made him feel that he could escape, and then fired the shot!

These heroic figures in Bermuda have no expression on their faces, but they are already worried in their hearts. They often watch and even do things like killing without blinking. However, before killing, they have to play with each other like cats and mice. They lure the other into hope and drag the other into despair even if they are cruel.

Da Vinci withdrew his gaze at Descartes's body, swept the people indoors with expressionless expression, and the large flower gun in his hand slowly moved with his eyes, and the black muzzle was full of murderous intentions.

No one took the lead or signaled.

The Bermuda giants in the box raised their hands to surrender without hesitation. Their movements were so neat and uniform, their hands were so high, and their willingness to surrender was so full.

At any time in the past, these big men would not have acted in such a humiliating manner in front of a soldier whom they usually look down upon, giving them sniper rifles outside and two guns behind them. Even if they surrender, they would have elusive smiles on their clothes and slowly express their willingness to compromise.

But it wasn't possible at this time. They had experienced too many major events and saw too much blood. They knew how dangerous the curly young man in the wheelchair was at this moment. Because all the subordinates who entered the venue were not carrying guns, they did not have any bargaining or even talk about being cool and chic.

"Don't be nervous, this is a personal grudge between us and the federal government."

As the calm sounded, Xu Le walked into the box. He squinted his eyes and looked at Descartes' body under the railing. No emotion appeared on his face. He looked at the big men with his hands raised on the sofa and nodded to greet him.

If you don’t have to be nervous, you can’t be nervous. The joke collection passed down by Li Xiaoshan, the boss of the Federal Football Department Store, will be missing a famous plot, and those students who go to the exam will have more smiles.

In fact, when I heard Xu Le's second half, the expressions of the Bermuda giants holding their hands up suddenly became very exciting, and the tension in my heart increased a little.

This is a personal grudge between us and the federal government.

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Literally speaking, private grudges naturally refer to grudges that occur between private people, and the focus is on private people.

For example, XX and XX are jealous, for example, Li cut off Xiao XX's wealth, for example, Wei and Ximen XX have lustled XX's wife and daughter, and for example, Li Pi's husband killed the emperor of the Empire, these grievances began to ferment and rise layer by layer, until love and hatred are irreconcilable, and they must be separated by one's life or death.

If the object of this noun is not a person but a federal government, what does it mean?

This means that Xu Le and the Seventh Group regard the federal government as a whole as one person. If the government fails to collapse, the grudge will never end!

What an arrogant and resolute declaration of combat.

The people in the box were shocked by the powerful meaning hidden in this sentence, and immediately felt relieved - if anyone was rated as having the courage to declare war on the entire Federation, then Xu Le and his seven groups would undoubtedly be ranked first, in fact, this little-eyed man had already done this three years ago.

Ji Huo's focus is elsewhere.

After observing for a while, he confirmed that there should be no Silin Special Forces he feared most inside and outside the venue. Naturally, he inferred that the reason why the seven groups of snipers outside had TP modified sniper rifles was because there was an inseparable bridge between Xu Le and Xilin, the little princess of the Zhong family.

After relaxing a little, he slowly lowered his hands, looked at the other party and asked calmly, "Col. Xu Le, I don't know if I can call you that."

Xu Le nodded.

"I don't know why you're involved in Bermuda's internal affairs, but I think you should be clear about Bermuda's rules."

Ji Huo frowned and said, "If you want to fight, there will be no boxing match today. Since it is decided that the boxing match will decide the winner, you must follow the rules. I respect you and your team, and I hope you can respect the traditions of Bermuda."

Xu Le replied: "As an outsider, I respect Bermuda's rules very much, so we went out to play boxing matches, and I even went on stage in person."

Looking at Descartes' body beside the railing and the guns of the elite special forces with the small-eyed special forces in the distance, he continued: "It's a pity that when we won the boxing match according to the rules, some people did not seem to want to follow the rules here. They carried guns, and militants outside the venue seemed to be gathering."

He looked up at the Bermuda giants on the sofa and said calmly: "Since some of you don't respect the rules first, I don't need to respect them anymore."

Several Bermuda giants in the box looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook their heads. The other party was obviously prepared and even ambushed the sniper. At this time, he grabbed Descartes and refused to let go. What can these people say?

Xu Le continued: "There is another thing. Although our target is the federal government, because I have some relationship with Li Wei in the opposite box, I may have to feel wronged this time."

"Can I take a breath?" Ji Huo asked.

"Please give me some advice." Xu Le replied.

Ji Huo took out a thick tobacco from his arms with his trembling fingers, lit it, took a hard sip, coughed twice and asked seriously:

"I have a question. The meeting arranged sixteen inspection cards and hundreds of guns in this block. How did you come in with guns?"

Xu Le replied: "This is probably the difference between professionalism and amateurism."

Ji Huo put down the thick tobacco in his hand, barely squeezed out a smile on his slightly white cheeks, and asked, "Does the so-called grievance mean killing us all?"

"If this is a war in Bermuda, then what I can tell you is that this war is over and you have been beheaded."

Xu Le calmly explained: "But this is just a tactical noun."

"I never thought of killing you all, killing hostages is never the stupidest choice. I just need you to leave with me and declare the end of the war,"

"Catch us, or kill us, and end this war, because the members of the conference were not all present today, and on this Pop star, we still have many loyal subordinates who will avenge us."

Ji Huo stared at Xu Le's eyes and said, "I know you are very strong, but you are too few. You or Li Wei can't bear the anger of the whole meeting after our death. This is the real reason why you don't kill."

"You can understand this way, my team is indeed too small, and it is indeed impossible for less than ten people to kill all your combat troops."

After saying this, Xu Le paused for a long time, quietly watching the Bermuda conference giants on the sofa. Until the air in the private room was about to condense, he continued to say seriously: "But you know who I am."

The room was quiet, and everyone listened to his speech in silence.

"I dared to break into the venue with six team members and tie you up, and I dared to let you go. I am not afraid of you repent, and you don't have to be afraid."

"If you suddenly repent at some point after the war is announced, you may be able to capture the city of Gas, take away all the foundations of Lin Banshan, and kill my friend Li Wei and his subordinates, but I will definitely kill you at that time."

"Including those members of the conference who were not present today, as long as one of you regrets, I will kill you."

"No matter if you hide in the most remote star field, or find a backer like the Emperor of the Empire, I will find you out and kill you."

"Of course if I had died before that, these constraints naturally had no power, but before I died..."

Xu Le said these inexplicable cold words, his expression was calm and natural, but suddenly remembered in his mind that when he left the Federation three years ago, he left a note for Li Xiaotong and said similar threats.

He smiled emotion and said calmly to the Bermuda heroes in front of him:

"Please be sure to trust my ability to keep my promise and fulfill it."

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The sentence that hit the ground like a stone splashed invisible and silent smoke and gravel, hitting the ears of these Bermuda giants, suddenly feeling a little difficult to breathe and their heartbeat began to accelerate.

At this time, in their eyes, Xu Le's ordinary face seemed particularly terrifying, and even his smile seemed particularly strange and bloodthirsty.

The room was silent and quiet, and the sofa seemed to be almost unable to withstand the torture of pressure, and it creaked, but in fact it was just the Bermuda giant sitting on it that exposed the trembling body of his heart.

These Bermuda heroes are cruel and cunning, and do not care about morality or commitment at all. When they are desperate or have great benefits, they dare not take the rules that have been passed down for millions of years, but they must take this threat seriously and take it even more seriously, because the person who speaks is Xu Le.

They were indeed unwilling to give up, and even more reluctant. However, facing such a simple and direct threat from Xu Le, no matter how much unwilling he was, he would probably only turn into powder crushed by a rock. A gust of wind came, and it was blown away without a trace, just like the ashes after death.

The red leaves of s2, the little white flowers of Kaqi To, the revenge from morning to night, the battle with the Federation alone, everyone in the world knows Xu Le's temperament, and knows that this person will do what he says he will do, and he will do it, no matter how difficult or bumpy it is.

On this iron-blooded road covered with hard rocks by a man with small eyes, I don't know how many members of the Union General's empire's princes died at his hands.

The heroes in the box are all real big names in Bermuda, but compared with those names that once sounded like a sound but now turned into ghosts, what are they?

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(The end of Chapter 3, it’s ruined again, I’m just his waste.

After getting up today, I will sort out the follow-up plot and clean up the outline. I guess it will be very late. I will preview it in advance so as not to issue a temporary chapter.)
Chapter completed!