Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 248 The promise of a man
Wearing a black leather jacket, and cutting her long blond hair into a neat short haircut, Jessica just sat on the motorcycle and stopped on the desert-like road.

Right in the middle of the road in this chaotic area of ​​the Middle East.

When a truck approached, it got closer and closer, and even when the horn kept sounding, she didn't seem to want to leave.

Eventually, the truck had to come to a screeching halt, and two men stepped out with scarves wrapped around their cheeks.

By the way, they still have gun heads in their hands, and they are the more popular type in the Middle East.People in the rivers and lakes say...it should be an automatic rifle with the scientific name AK47.

"who are you!"

"Go away!"

Both men pointed their machine guns at Jessica and yelled fiercely in Middle Eastern dialect.

But at this moment, Jessica suddenly showed a charming smile on her face—but the two men preferred to call it a sneer.

They feel something is wrong.After looking at each other fiercely, they quickly made a decision—they decided to shoot the woman who blocked the way.

However, the moment they were about to pull the trigger, the woman in black leather in front of her reached out her hand as fast as lightning, and pulled out a silver pistol from behind the front of the locomotive.

Aiming, burst firing, two extremely fast shots, two extremely precise shots, respectively hit the eyebrows of the two men whose fingers were only halfway pulled the trigger.

Boom--!
The sound of the loud gunshot should be able to travel a long distance on this vast highway.

"Damn!"

At the same moment, four men with the same clothes and equipment jumped out from the back of the truck—one of them was wearing a bullet belt.They also chose to take a crushing glance at this woman for the first time!
At this moment, the engine of the locomotive roared like a wild beast. Jessica grabbed the steering handle of the locomotive with both hands at the same time, and after heavily pressing down on the shock absorbers of the front wheels, she pulled the front of the locomotive vigorously—— The huge driving force of the rear wheels made the locomotive almost stand upright.

The locomotive turned into a ferocious beast, and charged directly at these men—following the silver pistol drawn from the front of the scooter, Jessica also drew a black pistol from her left leg at this time.

The double guns were still firing accurately from the left and right sides of the locomotive!

At the moment when the bodies of several men fell down at the same time, the locomotive stopped abruptly before even reaching the headlights of the truck.

Jessica rolled her long legs and got off the motorcycle.She easily rolled over the front of the truck and came to the back of the truck.

Here, Jessica saw a dozen children ranging from seven or eight to twelve or thirteen years old.They just hugged each other, looking at the woman standing on the truck in horror.

"It's okay, I'll send you home." Jessica looked at the orphans, as if she saw herself back then, her voice softened, and she put away her black and silver guns.

Just now.

"Allah-Huaqbar!"

It was a man who had suddenly appeared behind the truck—he had probably been hiding behind the back of the truck in the first place.But at this moment, the man was holding a grenade in his hand!

He was about to pull out the safety catch on the grenade!

In the blink of an eye, Jessica's eyes seemed to flash like a flash of lightning, and she swung her arms suddenly!A blue-purple arc shot out from her arm, directly hitting the man's body.

The man seemed to have become a conductor, and was crazily raging in his body by a powerful electric current—his entire body was numb and lost consciousness.

He himself has lost consciousness forever, because he is dead.

"Sister... are you an angel?" A little girl looked at this scene in amazement and subconsciously asked.

"Angel?" Jessica shook her head, but said, "I'm just an Avenger. Tell me where your home is."

She needs to send these children back as soon as possible—and then use the communication on this truck to contact a certain base.

The next step is to eradicate this stronghold - one of the strongholds placed in the Middle East under the banner of the Michael Club.

After leaving that eastern country, she has already eradicated two of the same strongholds in this period of time.

But only more!
Jessica looked at the billowing dust and said silently: "I'm...Coming!"

Jessica was driving the truck, twisting the steering wheel hard enough to make the truck turn around quickly.The tires rubbed against the ground, forcefully sweeping away the corpses on the ground.

The corpse was swept away on the highway.

……

……

A huge body was flying out of the ring rope at this time, and anyone who fell hard on the ground - the audience around the ring avoided in time, so people who flew out of the ring could only hit hard above the floor.

This guy can't stand up anymore!

Spectators with the boxer's ticket in hand had to think desperately.

"Anton! Anton! Our Anton! He once again defeated a strong opponent! Since the competition began two days ago, this is Anton's seventh victory! Is the myth about to be born? Oh! My God, Anton, you are the strongest warrior I have ever seen! Call out!!"

The referee raised Anton's arm and shouted frantically!

"Anton!", "Anton!", "Anton!"

The shouts at the scene continued.But Anton... Anton Lier didn't know why, and hated these people's crazy calls at this moment.

He walked off the stage without saying a word, ignored Nikita's approach and walked towards the lounge.

Nikita, who had chased all the way to the lounge, closed the door at this moment. After thinking for a while, he walked up to Anton and said with a smile, "What's the matter? Aren't you happy that you beat that guy just now?"

Anton shook his head. He looked at Nikita and suddenly asked, "Nikita, how much did you earn today?"

"Today's harvest is good!" Speaking of this aspect, Nikita couldn't help but feel happy.

"Nikita, is my money enough for me to build a tree house base?"

Nikita was taken aback for a moment - he had completely forgotten about this matter!

In fact, in just two or three days, through Anton's victory on stage, he not only reaped rich bonuses, but even made a bet quietly, and also made a lot of money—this is his The most money I've ever made in my life!
"Oh! Dear Anton, you should know that building a tree base is not an easy task!" Nikita said in a serious manner at the moment: "You must know that a big tree is not just It’s just a tree! It’s still on the land! Do you know the land? If it’s not private, it’s the state’s! Therefore, you have to buy it together with the land under the big tree to truly own it. This big tree! But to buy and sell land, you need a huge amount of money!"

Anton shook his head and said, "But I don't want to continue fighting."

Nikita hurriedly said: "How can you not fight? You are invincible! You are the strongest here! As long as you stand on the ring, it means that money is constantly flying towards your pocket, and you need to All you do is throw your opponent down! Look, how simple it is!"

Anton stood up.

His figure was so tall that Nikita looked up at this moment, and a strange pressure suddenly appeared in Nikita's heart, "Anton, what, what do you want to do..."

Anton shook his head, "Nikita, it was my last fight just now, I won't fight again in the future, I'm leaving! Give me the money I earned!"

"What? You don't want to fight! No!" Nikita subconsciously shouted angrily.

Perhaps this face really shocked Anton to a certain extent, so that he subconsciously showed a scared expression.

Heck!

This Siberian bear-like guy is actually afraid of his own big drink!Nikita looked at this scene in disbelief, he frowned, but he didn't want to push Anton too hastily—who knows what this guy would do when he was pushed?This guy has very low common sense!
"How about it, Anton! Three more rounds! Only three rounds! After the fight, we won't fight, okay?" Nikita discussed.

Anton thought for a while, then suddenly stretched out his palm, especially his little finger.

"What... what is this for?"

"Hook your fingers! We've agreed on three games!" Anton said as a matter of course.

The ghost knows what Nikita is going through in his heart at this moment... Anyway, he is unbelievable, he can't laugh or cry, he is running wildly with this extremely strong man like an alpaca in his heart...

Tick ​​it! !
"Nikita! It's a manly promise!"

"Okay...Ok..."

(End of this chapter)