Erya said with a cold face: "Don't think too much, everyone, everything will go according to plan. As long as this plan is completed, I think the relevant departments will definitely compromise. Success or failure depends on this!"

"Um, okay!" King of Dynamite.

Perhaps he was really worried that something would happen to the bald man and the tank, so Zhang Erya continued: "Let's park at another location."

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In the control room of a certain Feng Bank Building, more than a dozen monitoring personnel tirelessly monitor n number of surveillance screens. They are very conscientious and their quality is evident.

In fact, these security guards are not usually like this. Staring at the surveillance screen is such a boring thing. They will choose to balance work and entertainment, such as bragging about mountains and eating late night snacks. The reason why they are like this at this moment

The reason for their due diligence is that the relevant departments have arranged "eyes" among them. This relevant department is not an ordinary relevant department, but a secret service affiliated with the military.

The dragnet has been laid, waiting for the remnants of the Ye family to fall into the trap!

For my relevant departments, this is a war without gunpowder, and we only need to win, not lose.

The two thugs, Baldhead and Tank, who are not afraid of death, have firmly remembered where the control room of a certain Feng Bank Building is, and are now cautiously approaching the control room. Only by controlling the control room can they proceed further.

plan to arrange explosives in the underground parking lot and drive the two stolen oil tankers into it.

The bald head is in front, and the tank is behind, both holding a pistol with a silencer in their hands. The gun in Tank's hand is still emitting a faint smoke. He has just killed a building security guard. And on them

Wearing the same security uniform, it looks fake and real.

Dong-dong-dong, a sound of footsteps came from the front. If you don’t see the person, hear the sound first.

Baldhead and Tank suddenly stopped and stared at the front of the corridor with high concentration.

The bald head gestured to Tank, asking him to take a step forward, and then whispered: "There are two people in total, you take care of one, and I take care of the other."

Tank nodded and said excitedly: "It's been a long time since I killed someone, and my hands are itchy."

The bald man glared at Tank with disdain.

Tank tells lies without blushing. He killed a lot of people yesterday, okay? When bombing the No. 10 Bridge, he held an RPG-7 rocket launcher and fired a shot at an oil tanker, which directly led to the subsequent

The bridge burst into flames and collapsed, killing dozens of people. When the No. 15 Bridge was bombed, he also participated in planting explosives. Shouldn't he be counted among the innocent people who died unjustly?

In the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit, we must curse Tank and the bald man to hell.

The two security guards were walking leisurely in the building, still talking to each other, and did not realize that death was coming. When they first appeared at the intersection of the corridor, two bullets one after the other took their lives.

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"Perfect!" Baldhead said to the tank, and then moved forward.

"These security guards are so useless and have no meaning at all. My ideal is to participate in the Amazon Special Forces Competition held every five years. Alas, I have no hope in this life."

The bald man said disdainfully: "You who have served as soldiers really deserve to be kicked, your heads have been gnawed by pigs. Is it interesting to compete in the magic horse competition?"

"You have never been a soldier, so you don't understand. For a soldier, honor is higher than life." Tank.

"Do you know what my ideal is?" Baldhead.

"Endless money to spend, endless wine to drink, endless beauties to sleep with." Tank.

"Uh," the bald head was stunned for a moment, "How the hell do you know?"

"How else could I be your brother? Haha." Tank.

The bald head chuckled and said: "When we get to Milician, we brothers will join forces to create a new world and create a new world. Based on the connections we have made with Fourth Master over the years, I don't believe that we can never be brilliant again. Ye Fei is not like that.

His father is not meant for big things."

"Drugs, arms. Well, that's it."

Don't be surprised, don't doubt it, this is the "American Dream" in the minds of Baldhead and Tank.

Three minutes later, Baldhead and Tank arrived outside the monitoring room.

The door of the monitoring room is unusual. It is a heavy-duty electronic password security door. Even if the "lock king" comes, it will take a lot of effort to open it.

How can a mere gate house two tough gangsters, a bald man and a tank?

Tank took out a small-yield C4 bomb that could be detonated remotely, and attached it to the door lock. After that, the two of them retreated to a safe distance, pressed the remote control, and detonated.

There was only a boom, the bomb exploded, thick smoke drifted out, and the door cracked with a big hole.

The bald man held a flash bomb in his hand and rushed forward like a cheetah. He rushed out of the gate in just five seconds. Without stopping for a moment, he threw the flash bomb through the gap in the gate.

Tank rushed to the door two seconds later than Bald Head. After Bald Head threw the flash bomb into the security room, he kicked the door open.

Although the security guards in the surveillance room knew that gangsters were likely to attack their security room tonight, and they had made preparations, they never expected that the gangsters would be so vicious, with explosives and flash bombs. As a result, when the flash bomb exploded in the security room

When the light was turned on, a million candelas of light were emitted. The security guards' eyes suddenly went dark and they could no longer see anything. They became lambs at the mercy of others.

After the door was kicked open, Baldhead and Tank rushed in quickly, picked up their guns and started shooting without saying a word. Since the pistols they used were equipped with silencers, the sound of the guns was very small, and only the popping sound could be heard.

Both of them are sharp shooters. They never waste a bullet, and every bullet takes a life.

For a moment, the security room was filled with gunfire and screams. Zhang Erya, who was sitting in the Audi R8, and Dynamite King, who was in the Land Rover, heard the sound clearly, and there were smiles on their faces, because they both thought that the bald man and the

The tank has been won, or will be won soon.

The security guards are powerless to fight back. If this continues, the security guards in the security room will have to die.

The tank was in full swing of shooting when he noticed a thumb-sized spider jumping onto his shoulder. Suddenly, he felt a needle-like sting on his neck. Instinctively, he touched it with his hand.

, but nothing was touched. After a few seconds, something strange happened. His body seemed to be anesthetized, and his limbs were weak and out of control.

The bald head is similar. The arteries and blood vessels in the neck are tingling for no reason. After a while, the body becomes weak, as if it is possessed by evil spirits.
Chapter completed!