Chapter 775: Black hand

Chapter 775 Black Hand
Becoming a hegemony, sitting in a large area, a few hundred under his hand, there are hundreds of guns and ammunition, and the well-deserved emperor is good?
Of course good, but now it is not ancient.
The chaotic situation will eventually be wiped out, and the old times have never been able to match the wishes of the masses. From a long time ago - or from the "Deputy Command", Ming Ge has already made it clear that this is a no return.
Even the behemoths such as the "Emperor Command" eventually lost to the state machine. However, despite the historical legacy, this country is still in a chaotic situation - but history is ultimately derived.
Ming Ge does not want to be a person who has been eliminated by history, and he is even more reluctant to be restricted by the state system... Then, he becomes the rule maker.
Zhaoan... This is a good opportunity.
Although the incident was sudden, Ming Ge keenly captured the opportunity to change his life.
Years of prison life have long changed Mingge. In prison, he was not disturbed by anyone. When he was really quiet, he was more able to think about the future.
For his big brother at this level, imprisonment does not mean losing all. Can't you see Baki, the coward, can live the same life as a royal member in another prison?
This country has been corrupted to such an extent.
In a few years, in the prison, Ming Ge learned a lot of knowledge, and even took several degrees... He began to plan another way out of life.
He was born to be a smart person. He grew up in a wealthy family and even had an official background. It is only the family that sacrifices in the political and physical struggles of the country.
This time Roger’s request made the country a big headache, and Ming Ge knew that his chance came.
Although he was imprisoned, he was not guilty of the crime - the real felony had been taken over by him, so he was only sentenced to 13 years in prison - and this time he promised to be the official ghost, it was Let him obtain the pardon of the remaining sentence.
"Mr. Security Minister, your Senate President is currently being taken away by Krokdal. This should be a good opportunity for you. The position is... In addition, the blockade of the gate, I will directly clean it up for you. of……"
Turning off the communicator of his body, Ming Ge wiped the blood on his face. This is where Roger let him take him, waiting for the ambush of Billy and his men, and now they have fallen.
It's very easy to get rid of these guys who are respectful of their own past deeds, with adoration in their eyes.
Even Moglia, who used to work together, fell into a pool of blood, with confusion in his eyes and unclear death.
They are afraid that they have not thought about it before they die. A bad and evil bad guy will actually become the running dog of the government... Well, Mingge doesn’t like to say that the dog is walking, or: collaborator.
However, there was a little flaw... that is, there is actually a guy who has not died, and promptly avenged Roger.
However, it has nothing to do with it. As long as the police special action team acts, it is natural to solve the gangsters in the concert hall at a very fast speed.
The biggest problem is that only the detonator in Roger's hand - but Ming Ge does not think that Roger will hold the same idea as the enemy. After all, this is for the sake of survival, even the hot people that his father can sell.
Perhaps after washing away the identity of the black boss, it is also a good choice to appear in another identity.
The money he transferred before he was in prison was quite sufficient, so... became a senator, and then transformed into a politician?
"But Roger actually mastered that kind of thing..." Ming Ge sneered: "This kind of thing, let me hold it."
He naturally did not report some conversations with Roger.
Ming Ge smirked and touched the darkness, but walked briskly, as if walking on a sunny road.
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Earlier before - a few minutes before the power outage.
Listening to the screams in the room, the robbers who followed Roger's instructions to follow Krokdal yawned boringly, and smoked the cigarettes comfortably.
The Krokdal’s boss has always been known for his cruelty. He likes to kill this kind of sport. Although the old man can’t kill him if he has the lord’s care, when he wants to come out, I’m afraid it’s left with a sigh of relief.
In the room, as the outside gangsters thought, the elders of the Senate had been abused and sweated, and the face was even more bruised.
At this time, Krokdal took the old man's tie and let him painfully grab his collar and struggle.
Seeing the painful look of the old man, Krokdal revealed a sneer. "Dear Uncle Bowett, have you ever thought that you will have this day in my hand?"
"Krolockal... Don't be wrong... wrong again..." The old man struggled to get around.
"Since entering the Caperton family, your uncle has tried to clarify the relationship with our poor relatives. The Caperton family really looks at you and even pushes you all the way to the position of the Speaker. But uncle, are you also? Ruthless?" Krolockal followed the elders of the Senate... Bowett's head, slammed toward the wall. "But it doesn't matter, I don't want to let people know that my uncle is you." Otherwise, the government may be interested in talking about this release?"
Bowett stared at Venus and his head was dizzy, but suddenly there was a feeling of regret... If it wasn’t for his power, he would completely cover up the relationship between him and Krokdal and let the government know something... maybe Now his situation is not so dangerous?
"Unfortunately, no matter how regretful you are, it is already too late." Krokdal snorted. "In less than ten minutes, I will throw out your body according to what Roger said. Dear. Uncle Bowett, let me finally call you."
He squatted on the belly of Bowett, and let the vomiting of the red and white turbidity, and the body twitched because of the pain.
"Krolockal, my dear nephew... let me kill my life... I also... I haven’t lived for a long time..." Baiwet struggled to grasp the trousers of Kroždal’s prison clothes and raised his head. Come, plead: "I can... can give my wealth to you..."
He knew Klockold's hatred towards himself... If he changed someone else, he would at least have a sigh of relief and not be pleading.
Krolockal stepped directly on the palm of Berwitt and seemed to have stepped on his phalanx. Then he said coldly: "How much can you master the wealth of Caperton? I don't have less wealth than you, I will be in the future. I can even create more! The prison in this country is in vain for me! I have to go to jail this time, let me hide behind the scenes. Don’t you know how much my wealth has turned over in recent years? Idiot! Killing you, I have already waited. Twenty years! There are still eight minutes... I really feel the long time for the first time!"
Looking at the smile of Krokdal's play, Bowett was desperate.
If life is in the last few minutes, sour and bitterness will emerge. He has been seriously injured in the abuse, this body has long been old, how to live?
Perhaps the internal organs have long since ruptured, and Bai Weite feels that everything seen in front of him has become dim... This may be the time of dying.
The door of the room seemed to suddenly open, and it seemed that someone was rushing in, and what Krolockal said...
After listening to it, Krokdal did not seem to hesitate. He took a pistol from the man’s hand and directly pointed at himself... his forehead, and even felt the cold air of the muzzle.
God... I don’t want to die like this...
Even let me give my soul...
I beg you...
The eyes became a trace, and Bai Weite only felt that the eyelids were extremely heavy, and the consciousness gradually lost... As if waiting for him would be the darkness that never woke up.
The fire of life is weak like the candle in the wind, and it gradually goes out.

Guest, the item you requested for 'survival’ has been delivered.

The voice of a woman talking.
"Enjoy the rest of your life, although not much, but you are expected to have time to enjoy your old age. When the end, please allow me to come and take your soul..."
The sound is gone, like a dream.
Bai Weite slowly opened his eyes, it seems that the pain of the body is much better, although it is still very weak, but it can open his eyes and even restore a lot of strength.
But the eyes are still dark, but at this moment, the door of the room is opened again... It seems to be used to open. I saw four full-armed men, and police forces with masks poured in at the same time.
The glare on the gun illumined the scene, and Baiwet also saw the situation at the moment - Krokdal did not know when it fell to the ground, along with a gangster.
what's going on?
Bowett’s brain is not yet blank. He can at least judge that the fall of Krolockal and the gangsters occurred before these special forces broke into the door.
I am so angry!
There was a sudden anger in Bowett. Why can't these incompetent guys appear in time? At that moment, Krokdal was really going to kill himself with a shot - if he didn't suddenly fall down.
But... Who is it? Two big living people, fell silently?
"Call headquarters, call headquarters, and the Senate President has successfully rescued."
"Call headquarters, the Senate President has successfully rescued, and captured the prisoner Klockall!"
"Received! Please protect the Senate President from the safe path immediately, no loss!"
"Roger that!"
Bowett calmed his face and saw two two special police officers directly taking away the fainted Klosterdal and the gangsters, and he followed the last special policeman and quickly left.
"Did you find someone before you came in, or did you hear anything?" asked Bai Weite.
His voice, in the cloister that lost power and lost its light, was suppressed like a beast.
"No." The special police did not dare to lie in front of the real big man in this country. He respectfully said: "As soon as we come in, we will see the scene as if you saw us coming in."
Bowett licked his forehead.
Enjoy the rest of your life, although not many, but you are expected to have time to enjoy your old age. When the end is over, please allow me to come and take your soul as a reward...
The voice, as if engraved in the bottom of my heart, once again rises... the cold female voice.
As he walked away with a quick walk, Bowett also intermittently heard news about the scene from the communication of these storm squad members.
"The whistle of the gangster has been cleaned up... I started to break into the auditorium..."
"The first time to shoot the target... action!"
"A special situation happened..."
"Report! The gangsters in the auditorium are all in a coma... before we arrive?"

Reporting the number of gangsters remaining, reporting Roger, Moglia, Baki and others! Roger holds the detonator on his hands...

Again... mysterious coma?
Bowett frowned deeply.
But at this time his body has been tied to the belt, and the cable is buckled, the storm squad has sent him to the theater roof, ready to send out from here - the helicopter is on it.
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The gun rang and stopped. After stopping, it suddenly rang again, and there was a clash of anger and anger... So many times, Baki just panicked his head and squatted on the edge of the wall.
It didn't ring until the gunshots were long.
In the darkness, Song’s voice rang quietly.
Mr. Billy, follow me, the police seem to have started to act...

The sound of running, panicked, can still hear someone say "fast, fast!"
"Wait... wait for me!" Bucky stood up quickly.
It was only dark all around, and there were two heads in the cloister. He didn't know that he should go to the other side - but at this time, the lighting system of the theater suddenly recovered!
It was as bright as a slap, and it suddenly hurt Baki’s eyes.
But he saw his side, Roger's three men fell directly into the pool of blood, and Roger also fell to the wall, bowed his head, his hand still holding a dagger, above There are bloodstains. At the same time, his chest can at least see the wound caused by three bullets.
And Song Yiran and his party are in front of themselves, probably just running out of the distance of seven or eight meters.
A bodyguard's shoulder was stained with a large piece of red, and Lluvia also grabbed his arm. Song Ruran's back did not know when there was a scar.
It seems that in this short moment of power outage, there was an unusually dangerous fight between the two sides.
"You are not dead? Forget it, keep up." Song Ruran turned back and looked at Bucky. "It’s a lucky guy."
Baki smiled and quickly climbed up, but at this moment, his eyes glanced at Roger and suddenly tightened his body.
I saw that Roger suddenly looked up, his eyes looked like a ghost, looking at himself... so badly injured and not dead!
"Baki, you betrayed me." Roger showed a cold smile.
"I haven't died yet. It's hard."
Not far away, Song Yanran shook his head and took a pistol directly from Lluvia's hand, quickly pointing at Roger's head... He wouldn't miss it even if he was less than ten meters away.
Roger quickly took something out of his tactical pocket and then slammed it into his neck.
Song Xiaoran couldn't see what it was.
But Baki saw it very clearly. It was a syringe with a dark blue liquid.
Song Haoran also pulled the trigger at the same time, and the bullets broke out!
(End of this chapter)