The smell of gunpowder spreads on the river bank in an instant. Because of the large advertising paintings and decorations, the place will not be blown away by the river wind immediately, and the human body will never smoke like the TV and movies. That is the consequence of the movie's special effect electric shock red potion pack. Now only the smell of blood flows in the air!

A thick pool of blood was quickly gathered on the ground!

Buck held a gun in his hands and moved sideways vigilantly. A big man who rushed down from the off-road vehicle squirmed for a moment, and immediately he was forced to shoot twice, turning into a corpse motionless!

Rolls-Royce, who was temporarily regarded as close to the support of Buck, was unfortunately innocently implicated in the rapid gunfight just now. He was shot several times in the direction of the coming car, but the body of the bulletproof car was not penetrated. He should only need to repair the appearance. The driver was shot and lying in a pool of blood and twitched hard. Buck ignored it and leaned forward to check whether the lives of each gunman were completed. He shot two more shots in the middle. In the quiet night sky by the river, the independent single-fire shot seemed particularly crisp, and the spotlights on the opposite bank of the river and the roof of the hotel were shining here.

Buck only pays attention to the dangers around him and is also worried about the sniper...

I picked up two good-looking pistols, threw the 1911 in my hand and went to the river next to me, dug a bulletproof vest from the body in the off-road car, and mentioned it to the river: "Boss, put it on, hurry up and go into the hotel, we will settle the accounts."

All the people at the dock hid and watched him walk around alone.

Two gun-armed guards rushed to the concierge car to check the driver. The middle-aged man crawled out from under the springboard with trembling trembling. The female receptionist may have been used to shooting. Although he was afraid, he could still insist on supporting the VIP. But Buck still refused to save the people. He stuffed several pistol magazines he found into his pockets. The Browning powerful pistol in his hand intentionally or unintentionally swayed on the heads of several receptionists: "Which link has leaked the news? I don't believe these people are consuming in this parking lot during the day."

The eldest young master affirmed: "The phone number... I notified my sister by using the phone number on the boat... Let's go, there are still people around me, and I also want to test it."

Buck chuckled and finally got the lead, but grabbed the high-end black umbrella that had been leaning against the springboard before the female receptionist. The weather in Southeast Asia always changes at any time. How could the advanced reception specifications not be prepared? Now, it is spread out and covered by the eldest master's head, and it has become a tool for Buck to guard against the snipers around him.

The two female receptionists were extremely nervous and supported the eldest master into the car. Buck took a last look at the driver who was covered in blood and twitched: "Put the gun, I can't save it anymore..."

I flashed into the driver's seat and started the heavy concierge car, but started the habit of using sports car-style refueling to start suddenly, pressing over the pool of blood and the corpse!

At this time, he would not consider who would clean up the mess.

For a while, maybe I couldn't figure out the situation of the dock. It was not that the hotel entrance of the high-rise building was full of gun guards, but no one came to the dock. The eldest young master was behind: "The rules here are his old ghost's territory after entering the hotel, so the dock... I didn't expect that after just a long journey, I wished I died. Brother, stay here and be a bodyguard for me, one million US dollars a year!"

Buck naturally refused: "It's like this every day, the price is too cheap."

The eldest young master was generous: "Tell me a price!"

Buck didn't say anything. The eldest young master thought he was fighting for thought and stopped talking. He let out a long sigh, spread his hands, and put them on the female receptionist who was still beautiful on both sides and wandered around the sky.

In just a few minutes, Buck pushed the car door to the front door and several guns were aimed at the door and windows. It was not until Buck walked around the back door and opened it. When the gun saw the eldest young master, he pulled away one after another. The dirty young master was supported to get out of the car. A wheelchair was immediately sent over and changed to a white-collar female manager wearing a black and white skirt to push the wheelchair. Buck entered next to the wheelchair. When passing the door, there was obviously equipment detecting and calling the police, but no one confiscated the two pistols on Buck!

But he still scared Buck!

Because as soon as I came in, the marble that can be seen in the porch hall was paved with densely packed people on the floor of the parquet hall. Although they were not gunmen, all kinds of dignitaries or brightly dressed in a row, men and women lined up in a row, and they applauded gently when they saw them!

Many people leaned over, either shook hands or folded their hands together, and called the eldest master...

What kind of scene is this?

The eldest young master regained his temperament again. Although his face was still dirty, he waved his hand to the surroundings in a very familiar way, and pointed his hand at one of them. Someone handed over the phone and a cigar: "Sister, I'm here..."

He threw the phone back to the tray next to him, took the cigar and looked at Buck: "Since you are here, just enjoy it with me and make a decision?"

It feels like a cross-channel welcome, but no one takes photos and videos. In today's era when the instant shooting function of mobile phones is so powerful, it's still a bit strange that no one does this.

A tall man was already greeted in front of the wheelchair. He was in his fifties and sixties, with a long face and wrinkles, a big back and a white shirt with agile steps and a cheerful expression: "Young Master! It is my honor to visit Yunding!"

The eldest young master was proudly sitting in the wheelchair and not getting up: "Boss Kuang, haven't you sent a group of gunmen to the dock to escort me tightly?"

Boss Kuang continued to greet him with a smile without changing his face: "Shan Country puts so much pressure on me. It is a great joy to escape from heaven, but you have to find out the people behind you, right?" At this moment, the wheelchair has already walked out of the most lively area, and the onlookers have been blocked by the large crowds of people following Boss Kuang.

Buck had no idea what the focus of the two people's communication was, so he followed him away from the area with a cold look on his face. As a result, the eldest young master pulled him and said, "This is a master. I'm not him all the way, so I've been corpsing several places."

Boss Kuang looked very friendly: "Rare! Rare! This is the blessing of the eldest young master! Turning misfortune into good fortune!" A light shook hands with Buck, but Buck felt a sense of inexplicable feeling. In short, this tone and attitude are not related to indifference, but rather ulterior motives.

He still pretended to be cool and said nothing, and his mouth twitched to express his gratitude.

People didn't care at all. They reached out to take the female manager's wheelchair handle. Their appearance was pushed by Buck and guessed what the eldest young master was who was the big man. It is easy to imagine how powerful he could open such a casino hotel with big trees at the intersection of the Three Kingdoms. Moreover, from China, he actually acted as the head of the Laos Special Administrative Region. I guess Mou Tianbo has to look up to it?

And push a wheelchair to the eldest young master?

This is the conjecture of the little mercenary.

The two big guys who spoke in a low voice pushed the elevator. Buck hesitated for a moment and saw that the hotel had not entered, so he stood outside the door, but he had never wanted to go into the wheelchair. The eldest young master waved to him and walked in. Buck lowered his head and walked in, feeling that Boss Kuang's eyes were actually wandering around him, rather than the seemingly enthusiastic and perfunctory manner when he shook hands and spoke. Could it be for the eldest young master to see it?

Anyway, Buck kept looking down at his shabby sandals.

When I opened the elevator, I was already in the interior of a large area of ​​luxury suites, with no corridors or doors. The elevator directly leads to the interior of the room. In fact, it is on the fourth floor. The building is not high, with curtains and a bamboo building frame full of Dai style, but it is decorated with luxury. The second pole decoration designer immediately felt that it was very interesting. This modernist with national flavor has to be luxurious and exquisite in style. The area in front of me is obviously a work by famous artists.

The two bigwigs thought he was conscientious in observing and preventing loopholes.

In fact, he looks like he looks around!

As Boss Kuang laughed and said that he was waiting in the banquet hall to greet the eldest son and go downstairs, Liushuijie's waiter came in a long list of them, holding various clothes and supplies in his hand, and finally brought back Buck's attention to observation and decoration. He didn't want any sword and gun assassin suddenly appear among these people, then he was the cat stealing glutinous rice cakes... he couldn't take off his claws.
Chapter completed!