"Puff puff……"

"In that case, I will give you a call later and you can contact Ivan's superior directly."

"probably not!"

Black people have tough faces, big noses, and cold faces full of disregard for life.

Princess Ron hugged Sandy and rushed into the hospital's emergency room.

After a while, a girl with a registration slip in her hand looked at Ron's back with envy and murmured: "What an enviable friendship."

"Fuck, stop talking nonsense!"

The tall and bearded man next to him sneered, "What a friendship, it's obviously love!"

Ron multitasked.

"Damn, don't talk nonsense when you're on horseback, show me the way!"

Ron watched helplessly as the nurse standing in front of him was shot by Brady, his body tilted, and he fell in a pool of blood.

"Car driving L2→L3."

Ron's various overtakings, various graceful turns, and the broken taxi gave him the feeling of driving a sports car.

They arrived, but Ivan didn't come, and then they were attacked by vampires. It's hard to say that Ivan didn't lead them to that bar on purpose.

"Resist, resist, resist..."

Jonathan called quickly and asked with concern: "How are you doing now?"

A black man in a black suit walked over from the other end of the corridor.

Everything is up to you.

If you have money, you are the boss.

"My driving skills are really impressive, but ordinary people are really not lucky enough to enjoy them!"

Originally he was worried about getting into trouble, but now he was glad that Ron had forced him to stop.

"No problem, I shut up!"

Ron gritted his teeth and took three bullets, then pulled the trigger on Brady regardless.

"Save some strength and wait for rescue."

Ron sat outside the emergency room and took out his cell phone to contact Captain Jonathan.

If his reaction speed and body speed were not as good as before, this shot would have killed him.

Which movie character is this riding horse from?

Without any time to think about it, he quickly took out his pistol.

"All right."

"Car driving L1→L2."

Sandy almost cried!

They are now being assassinated by a killer organization, especially Sandy, who is seriously injured and in great need of CIA protection.

The bald driver had no choice but to shut up and sit in the passenger seat.

Ron stared blankly at Brady lying on the ground, breathing heavily from his chest.

"Ahhhh..."

Panic screams rang out, and the crowd fell into unprecedented chaos.

"Kill the D-level anomaly and get 3 skill points, Gun Fighting Technique."
Chapter completed!