The City’s Invincible Soldier King Chapter 254: He is the devil from hell
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Western past, the famous speeding party organization in country M.
Figueroa Street, one of the busiest streets in Los Angeles.
Under the cover of night, the scales of the dragon are hidden like ghosts in the lush branches of the sycamore trees, using a night-vision binoculars to observe the 18th floor of 18 Figueroa Street.
The eighteenth floor is a boxing club.
Boxing is the most popular sport in country M, and it is also the favorite fighting technique of young people in country M.
At this moment, a large group of men with all kinds of strange tattoos are sweating in the boxing club.
The effort pays off.
Dragon Scale's patient waiting finally came to fruition.
The curtains of the office next to the main street were finally slowly opened. Two middle-aged men with muscles showed their faces, and at the corner of the wall facing the window, Captain Li and the other three were tortured to perfection. The bodyguard also caught the dragon's eyes.
Yefeng really deserves its reputation.
The night is getting darker, people keep leaving, and the hot boxing club gradually becomes empty.
At twelve o'clock in the evening, the club officially closed.
Although The Past in the West is arrogant, it does not dare to show the passion and speed in the downtown area like the Hollywood blockbusters.
All the locomotive parties will gather on suburban roads far away from the city, and stage a racing scene on sparsely populated streets or some abandoned highways.
For Dragon Scale, this excitement-seeking entertainment has nothing to do with him.
His goal is to save people, as for revenge.
The dragon scales slid down the tree silently, and his thin back was pulled by the dim street lamp.
Jumped up along the air-conditioning host, came to the window sill on the 18th floor, and jumped into the office.
"Who are you?" The sudden appearance of the dragon scales surprised the two burly men, but made Captain Li and others quietly expressing excitement.
"The one who wants your life." The dragon scale's voice was as cold as a knife.
The grumpy mixed-race man couldn't help but uttered a furious shout, "fuckyou."
Looking at the big mixed-race man who was shaking his body with skilled boxing footsteps with his fists open, the dragon scales quietly put on a playful smile.
Stupid people from M country.
Boxing is just a means of sports competition.
True close combat, nowhere is the point of attack.
Fists, elbows, knees, head torso, and even any movable finger.
The old and thin dragon scales hooked their fingers at the mixed-blood man, expressing provocation and disdain.
"fuckyou." The mixed-race man was furious, but his steps were not messy at all. He was obviously a master with strict boxing training.
The dragon scales still hung down naturally with both hands, without the slightest sense of protection, and it was very obvious to despise.
"FUCK."
The contempt of the dragon scales completely angered the mixed-race man.
"Huh."
The mixed-race man slammed his fist, bringing a cool breeze against his face.
Combined punches are also good, and among amateurs, they can be regarded as first-class boxers.
But Dragon Scale is a soldier, not a boxer.
The unreliable family teases sister's feet.
Clean and simple, simple and practical.
"Wow."
The **** man covered the egg with his hands and fell to the ground in pain.
"fuckyou." Looking at his companion who fell to the ground in pain, another big white man took out a pistol with a silencer and pointed the black muzzle at the dragon scale's forehead.
The color of the ice cold on the face of the dragon scales became more intense.
"Put away your gun, otherwise, I promise you will regret it."
"shit."
M country people’s curse words really don’t work, and it’s just a mess and **** over and over again. Compared with China, where there are endless curses, it’s not on the same level.
However, Dragon Scale is not a shrew, and has no interest in cursing the street.
The world of soldiers, the fist has the final say.
"Say it one last time, put away the gun."
Long Lin directly ignored the black muzzle in the hands of the white man, took out a pair of brand new white gloves, and put them on meticulously.
Dragon Scale’s ignorance made the white man furious, "shit."
Without any level of anger, the white man slammed the trigger.
Three meters away, the gun can be used as a fart?
At such a close distance, even if the top gunner Tanatos was confronted, the dragon scales dared to attack outright.
"Stupid decision."
In a cold drink of disdain, the dragon scales suddenly unfolded and instantly turned into an afterimage.
"fuck..."
Before the white man had finished cursing, the dragon scales had already got close, his left hand suddenly swung out, and his **** was heavily poked in the white man's elbow socket.
There are hemp sutras in the elbow socket.
The Majing was attacked, and the white man's entire arm was paralyzed, and he couldn't exert any strength at all.
The dragon scales violently grabbed a fist the size of a strong white man’s sandbag, and pointed the black muzzle at his right leg.
"Boom, boom, boom."
The pistol with a muffler made only a small sound.
But the scream of the big white man is so loud and loud.
Three shots, shot into the bone.
The bullet fired at the leg bones penetrated most of the leg bones, but was stuck in the bones by the thick white man’s leg bones.
This is the most painful type of gunshot wound.
The big white man clutched his thighs, howled bitterly, and rolled all over the floor, while the dragon scales picked up the pistol he had dropped on the ground and pointed it at the half-blood man's forehead.
"Unlock them."
Under the gaze of a dragon scale knife, facing the threat of a jet black muzzle, listening to the scream of the white man, the half-blood man shivered uncontrollably and quickly endured the severe pain. Untied the rope that was tied to Captain Li and the others.
Dragon Scale pulled the trigger again and shot the white man in the left leg.
"Ah..."
The big white man screamed again.
"Noisy."
Dragon Scale lifted his right foot, kicked the big white man fainted, pointed at the big mixed-race man with a black muzzle, and said with a cold voice, "Sit down."
Devil.
This old and thin man is a real demon.
The half-blood man was silent, and sat on the sofa tremblingly.
"I ask, you answer." Dragon Scale stared at the half-blood man, his voice was as cold as a knife, "Answered a question wrong, or answered too slowly, reward a bullet."
Looking at the scarlet blood that stained a large area of the floor, the mixed-blood man shivered uncontrollably.
"Who let Memories of the West kidnap them?"
"I...I don't know..." the mixed-race man stammered.
"Boom."
The gunfire sounded, and the bullet penetrated the flesh and got stuck in the half-blood man's leg bones.
"Ah..."
"The answer is too slow." Dragon Scale played with a pistol, pulled out a beautiful spear, and asked, "Who let you do this?"
" Pastor... Pastor..."
"The answer is too slow."
Following the cold voice of the dragon scales, the bullets accurately penetrated into the half-blood man's leg bones.
The half-blood guy is completely broken.
He has tried his best to be as fast as he could, but the intense pain and extreme panic made him unable to speak well.
"Who is the pastor?"
"Mu..." The half-blood man took a breath and said with all his strength, "Gus Church, Pastor Tom, the founder of Memo West."
"The answer is too slow."
The sentencing of the dragon scales completely broke the half-blooded man, but the bullet still relentlessly penetrated his flesh and got stuck in his leg bones.
"Ah..."
In the screaming howl, the half-blood man fell to the ground, howling in pain.
The devil!
This man is a devil from hell.
Looking at the expressionless dragon scales, the half-blood man couldn't help it anymore.
"Puff."
Amid the harsh sound, a stench diffused, and the yellow liquid also soaked his pants, running on the floor, mixing with blood.
"Chou wants to personally report." Long Lin glanced at the two with disdain, turned to look at Captain Li and said, "Don't move your heart and head, I can guarantee that they won't die, just play."
Dragon Scale took out four pairs of white gloves from his pants pockets and threw them to Captain Li and the others.
He is the devil from hell.
The actions of the dragon scales completely broke the half-blood man.