He didn’t notice that one of his subordinates hid a pistol secretly. He didn’t see it, but the members of the Elite Platoon all saw it.
K7 nodded and said, “Now have your subordinates squat at that open space in front.”
“You guys heard what this gentleman said? What are you still doing there? Go! All of you go squat in the open space in front.” Evra roared at his men.
When all his subordinates obeyed the order and squatted at the place, Evra turned around with a smiling face that looked uglier than a crying face. Facing K7, he said, “Sir! Are you satisfied?”
Evra didn’t mind bowing his head now because he knew he must lower his head now, but…perhaps not necessarily later!
As long as he had a chance, he would let those international friends all see God!
K7 ignored Evra and said calmly to his comrades, “Didn’t Z7 envy these guys’ weapons? Now all of their guns are ours, but I don’t like that M rifle that was pointed at my head just now.”
“I don’t like it either.” G3 felt the same and said, “I don’t like these people either.”
Those people couldn’t be let go.
Xia Jinyuan held down the man in his hand and then said to Ye Jian, “Strangle him to his death. Before we leave in our jeep, kill all of them.” He communicated in Chinese this time.
Those robbers with bloody hands didn’t know what language he was speaking. The moment their necks were strangled, their eyes rolled, and everything was pitch black. Evra, who was full of anger, realized something was wrong.
Especially when he saw one of those international friends, who was taller than him, directly stepped on a weapon that they had stolen with much effort. Evra felt pain in his heart, not to mention the uncomfortableness.
They had fought hard and almost met with death when they stole all those weapons, but those international friends didn’t even take a glance at them!
Wait, what were they going to do?
Evra, whose neck was held by a knife, was forced to retreat with horror on his face. K7 spoke in Massow, “Retreat, don’t pick up the weapon in your hands.”
Evra felt the aura of death, and as Ye Jian stepped back, the dagger moved slightly away from his neck. Evra resisted.
And the big dark man with a pistol hidden behind his waist suddenly pulled out the gun. He shot quickly and directly at K7, who was at the forefront.
“Bang!”
The sound of gunfire came, and the robbers, who were composed of a dozen people who made a living by looting passers-by, entered the countdown to their lives.
The African-American who was the first to shoot did not have the chance to shoot a second time. He, who killed his companion, was directly shot in the head by the bullet in K7’s gun. The bullet “flew” by. The Massow robber, who was not too big, in fact, was slightly skinny, fell to the ground with his head exploded.
Red blood and white brains flowed out quickly from the back of his head.
The bullet was a small-caliber single, and the entrance injury was small, but the bullet skeined through the brain, passed through the skull, crushing the tissue, and then rotated out. The exit injury had a hole about the size of a walnut.
The dagger in Ye Jian’s hand slashed at Evra’s throat, moving very fast, like lightning, and getting rid of the bandit who actually had thoughts about her just now.
Evra didn’t even think that he could not escape from a woman’s hand. His eyes widened because of the severe pain in his neck, and he felt liquid rushing out from his neck.
“Gu… Gu… Gu…” He opened his mouth, but there was no sound, only the sounds of catching breath, and soon there was no sound anymore.
