Druid in Marvel

Al was sitting in the passenger seat of a dilapidated pickup truck that looked like it might fall apart at any moment, his arms resting on the window, blowing in the salty sea breeze. ≦See the latest≧≦ chapters≧≦Baidu≧ ≦Search≧ ≦≧

Passing a bumpy road, I felt the desperate groan of a pickup truck. Al looked back at Fox and found that there was nothing uncomfortable with her. He nodded with relief and complained to Ivan who was driving: "Brother, is it difficult to rent a better car? What kind of crap is this?" thing?"

Ivan glanced at Al and said: "What's the use of renting a good car? It will be blown up in the end."

Facing a bastard Russian guy with a history of bombing the president, Al asked worriedly: "Don't tell me, I'm sitting on a bomb right now!"

Ivan's grin was childish. As he drove, he patted Al's seat and said, "Three kilograms of TNT are under your seat. It's very exciting, right?"

Al's head was sweating and he gave Ivan a finger and said irritably: "Don't try to scare me, TNT is very safe, Frank told me!"

Ivan smiled "hehe" and said nothing. He just concentrated on driving his car and even whistled leisurely.

Until Ivan parked the car at the door of a simple tin house, Al jumped out of the car as if he was running for his life, not forgetting to pull Fox out of the back seat. After running ten meters away, Alcai yelled at Ivan, "You bastard, if you let me sit on a bomb in the future, I will take out your other kidney, bastard!"

Ivan ignored Al's roar, walked to the door of the tin house, kicked the door rudely, then walked into the dark little house and turned on the light inside.

Al held his nose and followed Ivan into the room. The first thing I saw when I entered the door was a big round face with cauliflower ears, trying hard to sit up from the ground and get a gun.

Al raised his hand to block Fox behind him, and said to the obviously seriously injured Cauliflower Ear: "Brother, you have to calm down. I am Ivan's friend!"

Cauliflower listened, glanced at Ivan, and said, "Your name is Ivan? I thought your name was 'Tool'. Are you really Barney's friend?"

Ivan sat down on a chair, spread his hands, and said in a deep voice: "Your name is Turnpike, is this your name?

I'm Barney's friend, but I'm not familiar with you. Now the helper I am looking for is here, tell me everything you know about the situation, and I will find a way to rescue the person. "

Turnpike smiled hard, struggled to sit up, glanced at Al and Fox who were still standing at the door, spat at Ivan with bloody spit, and said in a hoarse voice: "This is yours Helpers? A Chinese young man and a pretty girl!

What can they do? "

Al walked into the house unhappily, looked at the turnpike, and said, "You'd better be polite to a guy who comes to help. Otherwise I wouldn't mind cutting off your terrible cauliflower ears for you!"

As he spoke, Al turned to Ivan and said, "Who is this idiot?"

Ivan shrugged his shoulders and didn't care at all that there was a wounded person here. He lit a cigarette for himself, took a puff and said: "His name is Turnpike, a subordinate of my old friend Barney.

He also wanted to save Barney, but the result~~"

As he spoke, Ivan said to the toll road: "Tell me everything you know, and I will rescue Barney. I can also save your life by the way!"

The toll road obviously had a bad temper. He was seriously injured, and he still taunted Ivan and said: "You sissy, why don't you go home and drink milk! You are not needed here. My guys are coming soon. We will take care of the bus ourselves." Ni rescued me!"

Al looked at Ivan impatiently and said, "What the hell is going on? Are you not in the same group?"

Ivan shook his head and kicked the wound on Toll Road's thigh. He didn't care about Toll Road and raised his pistol angrily and pointed it at himself.

Glancing at the gasping toll road, Ivan spat next to him and said in a deep voice: "You are a sissy, you are a waste. How can Barney have a waste like you under his subordinates?"

As he spoke, Ivan said to Al: "I received Barney's call for help. When I rushed here, I happened to see this idiot waiting to die on the roadside after being shot several times. I saved him."

Al frowned. He knew that the matter was definitely not as light as Ivan said. He looked at the toll road and said, "Brother, since we are all here to save that Barney, can you calm down a little! Can we talk properly?" Speed ​​things up a bit.

My time is not tight, but if it ends faster, I can still spend two days here with my girlfriend! "

The toll road glanced at Al, moved his injured right leg painfully, and said in a hoarse voice: "I don't know who you are, but you have too few manpower. Several of my guys are coming over. , we'd better act together.

Barney was not killed at that time, which means that the other party wanted to keep him alive for a few more days, so we can go better prepared. "

As he spoke, Toll Road patted the gauze on his body and said with a wry smile: "There are more than 500 troops in that manor, and there are some weird things I can't name. If you act rashly~~~ I am a negative example!"

Only then did Al realize that although this guy was very rude and had a bad relationship with Ivan, he was still kind-hearted.

Instead of urging his group to rescue people, he was letting himself wait for support to arrive. Although he looks a bit ugly, Al doesn't mind, this guy is not bad!

Al took out cigarettes from Ivan's pocket, squatted on the ground, put one in Turnpike's mouth and lit it for him.

Looking at the toll road, he took a deep puff of his cigarette and sighed contentedly. Al smiled and said, "It seems you don't know much. We will investigate on our own. If there is really no way, we will stay and wait for you." Said support is coming.

Tell me your address, and can you give me a picture of Barney? I have to know what he looks like! "

The toll road glanced at Al suspiciously, then took out a wallet from a bag beside him with difficulty, opened it and handed it to Al, and said, "That's Barney. He was caught with one of our guys, Christmas." .Christmas is the bald one on Barney’s left.”

Al took out a group photo from his wallet. There were six people in it, all wearing combat uniforms and holding automatic rifles.

Barney in the middle has a big pony face, an outdated hairstyle, big eyes, and a smile like an old man with facial paralysis.

Christmas, the one on the left of Barney, is not tall, has a square face and square chin, a beard and a bald head with an obvious Mediterranean style, so he is relatively easy to recognize!

After taking another look at the short man in the photo who was obviously Chinese, Al handed the photo to Fox and asked her to look at it too.

Taking out a cigar and lighting it for himself to fight the annoying stench in the house, Al looked at the toll road where he smoked cigarettes as marijuana and said with a smile: "Man, tell me the place and I'll take a look. This unlucky guy I don’t want to stay in the house for another minute!”

After only one puff of the toll road, he smoked out the remaining third of the cigarette in his hand, sighed comfortably, and said: "Seventy kilometers north of the sea from here, there is a small island called Jani. .

There are more than 3,000 locals living on the island. A warlord named Gezi controls it. He orders the locals to reclaim the land and plant drugs. But the actual controller there was a drug lord named James Morrow.

Barney initially went for him. He followed a group of speedsters and chased him here. I don’t know what happened, but before we arrived, he got into a fight with General Gezi over a local woman and was killed. Caught.

They should be imprisoned in the manor on that island. "

Al frowned after hearing this, thinking of Erica's previous call for help. She was chasing the bald-faced bikers from Hell's Kitchen to here, hoping to kill the drug dealer named Braga.

As a result, this sexy chick was also caught by mistake. Yesterday, a guy called me and asked to talk to her. Could it be such a coincidence?

If these two things happened in the same place and the target was the same person, then what else would I be talking to you about?

If I seize the time and chop up those unlucky ones, I can still spend two days in this Caribbean island country!

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