Super Dimensional Fantasy World

Chapter 159 Pattern (23)

Those of his subordinates immediately stared straight, staring intently at the fishes standing upright on the ground.

"Ah!" B swept down with a row of fists, and all the younger brothers squatted on the ground with their heads in their arms.

"Damn it, what kind of fish! You are human now, and you can only express your desire for cooked food! Sigh~" He covered half of his face with one hand.

"There is a long way to go. It seems that there is no such thing as ten or eight years. They still can't change it."

Immediately afterwards, B waved his hand: "Leave a few people here, the others will follow me and go first, and leave the hall for Team A and the boss. Let's clean up the small fish and shrimps on other floors, and cooperate with them by the way." Take a look at team C to defend against the attack from outside."

While talking, a group of people began to follow B outside in an orderly manner.

Beimen Jueyi, standing at the back of the crowd, silently raised his head.

It turned out that it was like this, it turned out that it was you guys, hey.

In the hall, gun battles broke out from time to time, and then fell down a few people who couldn't distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, fell silent, and then broke out. After going back and forth a few times like this, Yuko couldn't sit still.

A ran over with a sad expression on his face.

"Boss, it seems impossible to fight like this. Originally, our plan was to capture 80.00% of the hostages present. Now more and more people are dying."

Yuko kept a cold face and didn't speak.

At this moment, Alice walked over with Anna in the arms.

"Here's the person you want." She threw Anna on the sofa.

Yuko glanced at the unconscious Anna.

"Find a few people to protect her safety. She is an important bargaining chip. Don't mess it up for me!"

"Yes." The people around lowered their heads even deeper.

While Fertitta and the others were still observing, an old man with blood on his face crawled tremblingly behind them.

Ricardo was obviously frightened. He grabbed Fertitta's ankle and refused to let go.

"Who is this person?" Fertitta frowned and looked at Ricardo. If the person in front of him was not an old man, he might have shot directly.

"Ricardo, a businessman in the Republic." Uzi said.

"Oh, I see." Fertitta grabbed Ricardo's collar.

"Grandpa, where's your bodyguard?"

Ricardo looked around in a panic, and finally turned his gaze to Fertitta in front of him.

"Bodyguards... bodyguards? Dead, dead, they were killed when the shootout just started."

Uzi whispered in the past: "We will break through later, there is no need to bring such an inconvenient old guy, he is a burden."

Fertitta glanced at Uzi, and then said: "Then just throw him out, it's too much of a hindrance to stay here."

Uzi smiled: "Don't worry, boss." He looked at Ricardo who was full of confusion, and then said: "When we break through, he will be of great use, hehe."

Fertitta instantly understood what he was thinking, and laughed too.

Ricardo was lying on the ground, still confused, but he already had a premonition that under this background, he was just a frail and sick old man...

Grand Duke's residence.

"The master is trapped in Chamboris. He sent his location 2 minutes ago, which is on the eighth floor." Thirteen walked to the main hall, while Two was still standing in the corner, and Thirteen was talking to him.

After a few seconds, Er in the shadow moved.

"Does he have any requests?" The voice sounded like a tooth saw rubbing against each other. Every word, and the ups and downs of the tone between each word, will make people feel uncomfortable from the inside out.

But Thirteen was already familiar with Er's voice.

"There is no request, just let us go to reinforce him, but I think the situation is a bit urgent, so I will notify you."

As soon as Shisan finished speaking, Er, who was still standing in the shadow, took a step and came out from there.

Standing under the lamp, Er opened his arms and took a deep breath.

The skin all over his body is crystal clear white, even his pupils are snow white, but there is a slight color difference from the whites of his eyes.

"The moon is very round tonight." He raised his head and looked at the full moon in the sky.

Then, he turned his head again, with a twisted expression on his face.

"It's a great time to let the blood flow through my hands!"

Although Er Er had such a crazy look before each mission, Thirteen should have gotten used to it, but every time Er, who had been standing in the shadows for years and meditating, was suddenly released to kill At that time, the shock brought by this contrast was too strong.

Thirteen's hand holding the file package trembled slightly.

"Need, what equipment do I need to bring to you, or what personnel do you need to deploy?"

"I just hope that you send a message to the master, just write the message, and don't interfere with my wanton release."

After speaking, Er's figure gradually faded away, and then slowly disappeared.

Thirteen swallowed, then picked up the phone and sent the message to Beimen Jueyi without any changes.

Inside the building, Beimen Jueyi was walking behind a group of soldiers when he suddenly felt a tremor in his pocket.

When he reached the corner, he turned and walked into a compartment.

After taking out his mobile phone and looking at the information, Beimenjue smiled, then turned his head and found that he had entered a storage compartment.

He easily took a hammer from the wall and took the phone apart in a few clicks.

"Hmm..." He picked up his calling card and looked at it, and it broke when he squeezed it casually.

Then he took a hammer and smashed all the chip cores in the phone to pieces.

"Hey, this is the beginning of the game, enjoy it."

After talking to himself, Beimen Jueyi walked out briskly with small steps.

In the party hall on the eighth floor, nearly 70.00% of the guests who participated in the party died, leaving only some nobles with bodyguards and some trembling rich people scattered in every corner.

Decker raised his head and drank the liquid in his glass in one gulp, then fell to the ground angrily.

"Made, these bastards, contact me directly with the Pentagon now, I need air support!"

A group of bodyguards next to them were speechless. They were originally elite special forces of the Sea Dog Special Forces, but they were hired by the Feller family with a lot of money. This time Decker came to the party, and the Feller family assigned Decker four top-level soldiers. elite.

But they were also speechless to the young master in front of them. They also knew how to apply for the Pentagon. It is not just a phone call now, and more importantly, this is Italy!No matter how cowardly the country of Italy is, no matter how bottomless it is, it is impossible for the U.S. military to come here for a casual stroll. In addition, the U.S. military really has no money...

(End of this chapter)