Mullen pulled out the burning tampon from the gasoline bottle in his hand and knocked the hand holding the gasoline bottle to the side, breaking the small opening at the top of the gasoline bottle.
Facing the figure outside the window, he poured all the gasoline in the bottle on it.
Seeing that he had been discovered, the man considered whether to step back and took several steps back.
Before he could put the bottle in his hand, the gasoline suddenly burst into flames when it encountered fire.
"Ah" he cried in horror.
Fire ignited in his chest, illuminating his frightened face in the night.
Cheng Qianxun shouted: "It's Aile" Sure enough, it was Eller.
He immediately rolled on the ground, but forgot that there was a gasoline bottle in his hand.
Ordinary people are likely to make mistakes in critical situations, and this mistake caused him to run out of energy.
"Ah, ah" he screamed, rolling around with the gasoline bottle, and squeezed his hands tighter in nervousness.
"Bang" the gasoline bottle finally exploded when it was heated, and the fire spread all over his body.
He didn't know whether it was because he was too frightened or too seriously injured.
He lay prone on the ground and didn't move, and screamed loudly from his mouth: "Soros , help me, help me.”
But how could Soros save him?
Even if he could, the man would be basically useless.
A few figures vaguely flashed in the distance.
If they hadn't just known that Soros and the others must be hiding in the dark, they would have thought it was dazzling or an optical illusion in the darkness.
Cheng Qianxun sighed slightly: "Go put out the fire, and then... kill him."
He couldn't be saved, and he couldn't be saved.
Although Eller is disabled, he is still worried about his ability to talk nonsense to the police.
As long as he lives, he still hopes that his team can win.
As for his body, he can naturally repair it when he returns to the rest area.
Rudolf walked out and looked around.
There happened to be a shovel leaning against the wall, probably used for cleaning pits or the like.
He picked it up.
He walked over to Elle, who was still screaming and his whole body was on fire.
Eller's whole body was twitching, the fire on his body gradually extinguished, and foul-smelling green smoke began to rise in some places.
He raised his face, which was burned beyond recognition, and half of the skin on his face had been burned away.
"Please, please, kill me..."
He stretched out a hand that was also burning and bleeding.
He said in a hoarse and trembling voice.
The other hand disappeared when the alcohol bottle exploded.
The pain made him just want to die, but he also knew he couldn't live.
Since I can't live, the sooner I die the better, I just want to die quickly.
Rudolph threw away the shovel.
And took the fastest way.
He squatted down, covered both sides of Eller's head with both hands, and then twisted it hard.
The "click" sound is very slight, but it represents the disappearance of a person's life.
Sneijder stretched out his hand to cover Cheng Qianxun's eyes, but Cheng Qianxun pulled his hand down and looked sadly at Eller, who was motionless on the ground in front of him: "No, I'm used to it. . . .
You should get used to it, this is not the first time, nor is it the last time.”
Eller is not a professional.
An extreme athlete.
I have never done anything like this before.
I probably haven't even thrown grenades a few times, otherwise I wouldn't have just thrown them on the ground.
If it was Rudolph, he must have aimed at someone and thrown it instead of hiding.
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And the reason why that team sent him here.
It's because he may be the weakest opponent.
Or maybe Soros used sweet words and threats to show his selflessness, making him become cannon fodder.
The real cause of his death was that he went in the wrong direction.
Sometimes trust and help are far more important than strength.
No matter how strong the strength is, without cohesion, it is just a mess.
If the same thing happened to this team, no matter who it was, everyone would rush over with weapons in hand to rescue Eller.
But now that you have chosen, there is no room for regret, and Satan will not give you a second chance.
There is no pity, only sighs, one wrong step, the price paid is life Gross hugged the laptop that had been put into the computer bag, carefully hid behind Regel, half-hiding, and walked out with him.
Hearing Eller's call for help just now, it was Soros who called for help, so he became more trusting.
He was almost burned to death and said with lingering fear: "It seems that what you said is true.
This Soros is really inhumane."
"Of course" Sneijder quickly adjusted and raised his eyebrows: "Don't talk about us, even the hired people are treated like this.
Can we let him find the Ark of the Covenant?"
"A Jewish scum like this who can sell his own mother will definitely sell the Ark to Christianity.
If the price is right, it doesn't matter if it is sold to Islam."
Hoffman was even more alarmist.
Gross's sense of national and religious justice suddenly increased and exploded.
He carried a computer bag containing a laptop and said loudly: "Then what are you waiting for?
You must find the Ark of the Covenant before them."
Now that their whereabouts have been discovered, the motel can no longer be occupied.
Think of the deposit as compensation for the damage to items in the house.
Everyone grabbed the necessary things and left the room immediately.
Rudolf didn't even enter the house, he just threw the key through the door.
Mullen, Lance, Hoffman, and Gordon, the four tall and powerful people, surrounded Gross in the middle.
Everyone quickly got into the taxi together.
After getting in, Cheng Qianxun and Rudolf were in the same car.
From time to time, they looked back to see if anyone was following them.
Cheng Qianxun said with concern to Sneijder beside him: "Turn around and let me see if you are hurt."
"It's okay."
Sneijder turned around with a smile and showed her: "Fortunately, I handled it quickly and only burned my clothes."
The clothes were burned to a crisp, turned yellow and black, and fell off a lot.
There were holes in the back.
The surface of the skin is a little hot and red, but it's nothing serious.
Cheng Qianxun breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll go buy clothes later."
"Here is the turn," Rudolf said again.
Now the driver was dissatisfied: "It's come around again, where are you going?"
Looking back, I saw not only the other two taxis, but also one following behind.
Sure enough, someone was following him.
With no money and no card, he knew without even thinking that Soros and the others got this car.
Rudolf shouted loudly to the driver: "Drive faster, hurry up, get rid of them" "No, how can this be done?"
The driver slowly shook his head while driving.
"Believe it or not, I'll kill you," Rudolf threatened in a sinister tone from the passenger seat.
"No, I don't want to break the law.
I still have four wives and five children at home..."
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This guy is either talking nonsense or he is Islamic.
"Wow!"
A handful of colorful U.S. dollars, about five or six thousand yuan.
The driver's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Can it be opened?"
Cheng Qianxun asked politely.
The driver nodded vigorously, turned his head and was about to step on the accelerator.
Rudolf had already stood up, unscrewed the door beside the driver, then stretched out his foot and kicked the driver down.
Rudolph turned over and sat in the driving seat, closed the door and stepped on the accelerator.
He said calmly: "It's better to drive it yourself, now you'll save money."
The crime rate in the holy city is probably very low.
All the people who come here have the purpose of pilgrimage.
And it is impossible to commit a crime under the eyes of God, so this kind of taxi with blue top and white bottom has no anti-robbery fence at all.
Watching the driver behind the car, he fell backwards like a wheel.
After other cars bypassed it, their speed also increased.
If you don’t want to be the second driver to get off the bus, you’d better cooperate well.
This made Cheng Qianxun, Sneijder and Reger, who were sitting in the back seat and in the same car, only smile bitterly.
On the outskirts of the holy city, on empty roads with few cars, a speeding battle took place.
"Woo, woo woo..."
The taxi's engine made noise from time to time, and the car sometimes turned to the left and sometimes to the right.
Cheng Qianxun was also thrown to the left and right following the car.
Fortunately, Sneijder and Reger were on the left and right as human cushions, so it wasn't too embarrassing.
"Hey!"
Rudolph suddenly braked hard, almost throwing the three people in the back seat forward.
"Why don't you open it?"
Reger asked breathlessly as his body was so strong that he could no longer hold it up.
"Just stop running and see what happens to them."
Rudolph opened the car door and got out of the car.
Look at the cars behind you.
Reger and Sneijder also opened the door and got out of the car.
Cheng Qianxun almost crawled out of the car, holding on to the car door as she felt like vomiting.
Fortunately, she didn't eat anything at night, so she suppressed it.
Two other teammate's cars also arrived and stopped, and the person in the passenger seat of each vehicle got out.
Gordon and Hoffman stood beside the car, watching the vehicles following them warily.
The car behind also stopped.
The car lights in front were bright, and the faces of the people in the car could not be seen.
The other vehicle started, and Hoffman asked worriedly: "Will we hit him?"
Rudolph said coldly: "They only sent one car to follow.
If it was Soros driving the car, I guarantee he wouldn't dare."
Everyone looked nervously at the car about fifteen meters behind with its lights on.
Then the car drove forward suddenly, and just as everyone's hearts were in their throats, the car turned quickly in front, carrying black smoke from worn tires and flying away with dust.
"How are you sure he doesn't dare?"
Hoffman asked after heaving a sigh of relief.
"Because he is more afraid of death than anyone else and doesn't dare to crash a car and seek death."
Rudolph sneered and got into the car with a rare Tom Cruise coolness.
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Soros is not a soldier, not an agent, but an archaeologist.
He was also terribly afraid of death, so of course he wouldn't take the risk of hitting him with his car.
The driver was thrown out of the car by Rudolf.
If he didn't wake up and call the police, he would have to wait for the police to interrogate him.
Even if the driver hadn't called the police yet, the sly Soros would call the police.
He had to get out of the car as soon as possible and find other ways.
So the two taxi drivers were "invited" to get out of the car.
Rudolph took apart their mobile phones and crushed them with his feet.
He said: "If you want to die, it is best to lose your memory."
The two drivers immediately nodded and swore to the sky and the earth that they would never call the police.
Even if the police came to ask, they would say they didn't know, were too frightened, and had completely forgotten.
"Yes."
Rudolph nodded and said to Cheng Qianxun, "Let's give each person a thousand dollars."
The two drivers actually got a thousand dollars in their hands.
They thought they were dreaming.
"Borrow the car and the police will return it to you."
Rudolf got in the car and ordered everyone to get in the car as soon as possible.
The two drivers held their fronts in their hands and watched their work vehicles quickly disappear into the darkness on the road.
They still had an unreal feeling of surviving a disaster
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