"What a madman this guy is," Lanstrlo said as he hid behind the rocks, unable to speak as the sailors swept through the convoy of fallen elves.
It was the first time he sensed that a half-breed might not be inferior to a pure-blood in some places.
He originally thought that the sailors would at most be able to make live targets for a while, attract firepower, and then wait for his demon hunters to make a perfect end.
It's like making a movie, the protagonist is the protagonist after all, and the one who runs the trick is the one who plays the trick after all.
The protagonist is paid for the film, and the one who plays the trick is the one who gets the lunch box and makes soy sauce.
Even if a certain trick needs to be brilliant for a moment because the plot needs to be brilliant, but a moment of brilliance does not mean eternity, in the end, the protagonist stands on the stage of all eyes to accept cheers and admiration.
But now the plot is completely messed up, and it doesn't go as I originally envisioned.
The sailors had gone into complete frenzy, and Lanstrow could hear screams coming from there, occasionally seeing an assault truck blown into the air and falling heavily to the ground.
Before a few of the guys who jumped out of the car and fled frantically for their lives, they were skewered by the sailor's two terrifying large-caliber revolvers.
In the end, the bullets in the large-caliber revolver ran out, and the sailor stopped changing the bullets, jumped directly on the roof of the last assault vehicle, drew the special kaba saber from his waist and stabbed it into the roof armor.
With a squeak, the assault vehicle was like a fish on a cutting board, disemboweled by a skilled knife hand, and the blade forged from Chintilami's metal was so tough that it cut a huge hole in the roof of the car like a paper cutter.
The sailor stretched out his hands, grabbed the edge of the armor cut, and broke it upward.
Quack, quack, quack There was a terrifying bending sound from the armor plate, and the psychological defense of several fallen elves in the car had completely collapsed, and one guy raised the automatic rifle in his hand and swept it towards the roof of the car, only to have the bullet hit the sailor's body and bounce back into the car, ricocheting into the hands and feet of several accomplices, and immediately crying in pain.
The sailor grabbed the half-stupid gunman, took him out of the car like a chicken, and threw him to the ground, knocking him unconscious.
The remaining few people in the car realized that something was wrong and pushed the door to escape, but the car body was already a little deformed, and the door did not open all of a sudden It's like a nest of rats that have been dug open and completely exposed to the sun, already panicking.
The sailor ripped off a grenade, ripped off the safety tab and threw it into the car.
The grenade rolled into the car, and immediately burst into a heart-rending scream of despair, watching the oval grenade roll to his feet, several fallen elves were about to go crazy, raised the gun in their hands, and slammed the car door with the butt.
But to no avail, the doors were still locked and could not be opened immediately.
The drug lord boss sitting in the co-pilot really showed the highest level of being a boss at this time, he pulled his subordinates in the driver's seat, blocked him in front of him, and then raised the 4A1 to aim at the back door of the car, and pulled the trigger of the 2O3 grenade. rumble The rear door of the assault vehicle was blown out and flew out.
Then, there was another explosion.
After two violent explosions, the interior of the car fell silent, and thick smoke began to billowing out of the roof and the rear door.
More than ten seconds later, the back door of the car was pushed open, and the drug lord crawled out like a dead dog, two blood stains flowed out of his ears, his pupils dilated, and the whole person was dizzy and dizzy, with a lot of abrasions on his body.
The sailor was immediately shocked by this guy's "wit", and when he looked into the car, it was full of dead people, and none of them were alive, except for this ruthless boss.
He used his subordinates as a shield, and shot a grenade at the back door farthest away from him, and the grenade exploded open the back door, shaking all the dead and wounded of several of his subordinates behind, the second explosion was a grenade, if the body of the car was sealed, then the fragments of the grenade would shock them to death even if they didn't kill a few people, but the back door was blown open, and the shock wave generated by the explosion had an outlet, and the impact on the people in the car was greatly reduced, and the boss had already made a human shield with his men in front of him, Plus body armor with good performance, so it was just injured and didn't hang.
In order to save his life, he made up his mind to sell his subordinates to save his life in just one second, which is really a heroic demeanor "Ahem, cough, cough" The drug lord boss rolled to the ground, coughing violently, and finally even vomited yellow bile water.
The smoke made his snot and tears fly, and the shock wave shook him around, although this guy saved his life, but he only had half a life left.
"Who are you" Neo walked over to the sailor and stretched out his foot to turn the drug lord over.
"Looks like someone from South America."
Hayabusa basically made a rough judgment from the facial features and skin color characteristics.
"Hey, what about you," Lanstrrow drew his dagger and slashed it across the hapless drug lord's face, the sharp blade cutting through the skin with ease, blood hanging like noodles down the wound.
"Aren't you Moria people very powerful characters" The drug lord boss was lying on the ground, seeing the people gathered around, he knew very well that the chances of leaving alive were more difficult than buying the jackpot in the big lotto by himself, he tilted his head with difficulty and looked around, the aftershocks were still continuing, and the surrounding terrain was becoming more and more unstable.
"Hehe, we're all going to die here, and no one can escape."
He suddenly laughed, "The Well of Destiny has been blown up, and the energy in the three Wells of Destiny is pouring out, plus now that the Nine Realms Haimu is extremely unstable, it may be too late for you to escape now."
At this point, he coughed again, and finally his face turned red.
"If you plan to extract a confession, don't even think about it, it's not that I underestimate you, you can indeed torture me to tell the truth, but this is a long process, and when that time comes, you will have to back me."
"I'll make a deal with you."
Neo crouched down, "Just ask two questions, first, whose person are you and why did you blow up the Well of Destiny Second, did you see a golden girl and a Chinese man come here, where did they go" The drug lord's eyes kept rolling on everyone, and finally smiled: "If I say it, it will be death, and if I don't say it, it will be death, and I won't do anything that is not beneficial."
Do you want to know the answer, go to hell with me, I'll tell you in hell" "It's quite hard-mouthed."
Lanstrow's knife slowly slid down the body armor, and finally with a slight pull on the crotch of his pants, there was a hissing sound, the camouflage uniform was cut, and the drug lord's underwear was exposed.
This guy's face turned pale
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