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Igor, who was still sitting behind the desk, was a little surprised by Gloria who suddenly appeared in front of him.Just 3 seconds later, his expression returned to his contempt for America and all Americans.

With a strong Russian accent, a Magnum semi-automatic pistol with a fully gold-plated shell, pure, transparent and fierce-tasting Zhuporovka vodka, plus five fierce and vicious Russian men around, such a situation is very difficult for a man It is very, very disadvantageous for a girl who breaks into the Longtan and Tiger's Den alone.

In order not to be caught by federal agents, Gloria could only use a quick and silent method to get rid of the six Russian men.Glancing at the Magnum pistol that Igor had just put in the drawer, he said to him, "Well, I'm here to tell you that I'm not going to accept this job."

Igor said calmly, "Joe, this place is not a place where you Americans have the final say."

"I know."

"So, you have to take the job unconditionally until the client is no longer interested in you."

At this time, the Russian men who were sitting on the sofa in the office and gathered around the bar to mix drinks and drink bursts of unscrupulous laughter.

Gloria looked at Igor intently, "But I have accepted Katerina's request to help her stay away from this abyss of pain."

"So, you mean you plan to go to the client's place with her? Kneel on the ground, climb up to the client's eyes, unbutton the client's pants, take out that thing and put it in..."

"is it?"

"Hey, Joe, why are you alone? Valery, where is Yakov? Didn't I tell him to keep an eye on this American woman?" Igor suddenly remembered this and asked hurriedly road.

"Of course. Mr. Kapralov, I can tell you one more thing: Yakov is dead." Gloria said calmly, as if Yakov's death had never had anything to do with her Same.

"What? You...killed him?" Igor's words caused the other people present to immediately become hostile to this woman.

Although Gloria didn't look at the man sitting on the sofa in the corner on the right, she knew that the Russian was installing a silencer on the muzzle of the HK45 compact tactical semi-automatic pistol held in his right hand. .

Fast forward to the middle of the 21st century in the U.S. civilian firearms market. The HK45 series of civilian pistols manufactured by German arms manufacturer Heckler & Koch have almost completely replaced the famous M1911 series of pistols made in the United States.

Although Igor and his men hate some arrogant and arrogant Americans, they love German-made things in cars, weapons and other aspects of life.Even if these German goods are produced in the United States, they are also willing to spend a lot of dollars to consume them.

The gold-plated, custom-made Magnum III semi-automatic pistol in his drawer has become his status symbol rather than a weapon to protect his life.In other words, this pistol is more like an "expensive toy" for him.

"Mr. Kapralov, I don't like Yakov very much. So, I had to shut him up forever." Gloria smiled slightly.

"Well, sometimes I also hate this bastard's mouth. But, do you think you can get out of here today?" Igor didn't say to do it, but others knew that this was the signal to do it.

"I don't know. But, you can try." After Gloria finished speaking, she looked at the time on the antique pendulum clock again.

The man sitting on the sofa stood up calmly, aiming the suppressed pistol in both hands at the back of her head.The moment he put his index finger on the trigger and was about to pull it off, Gloria suddenly turned to face him, "Shoot me? Go ahead!"

The Russian man pulled the trigger without hesitation, "Dah...!" A 45-inch (11.43mm) automatic pistol bullet with a caliber of 260 mm, which has been suppressed, is heading towards the target at a speed of [-] m/s. Her head spun at high speed.

Gloria finally believed that she could actually see the warhead in flight.The body did not move, but the head was turned to the right, and a 100% lethal bullet flew towards the back of her head against her outer ear.

While the others were stunned by this dramatic change, she stepped forward and quickly grabbed the elbow of the man holding the gun with her left hand, and the right hand holding the gun with her right hand, and bent the forearm of the man's right arm inward. go.

The muzzle of the gun was facing upwards, and the index finger of the right hand covered the index finger of the man with the gun holding the trigger. He aimed at the man's jaw and pulled it down without hesitation, "Dah..."

With the man with the gun falling to the ground, death, and the series of "backlash" movements of the rabbit rising and falling, Igor immediately reacted.

Opening the right side drawer, taking out the gold-plated pistol, and raising his arm to aim at Gloria's heart, he heard two more goddamn shots.

"Da... da...", the second bullet hit his forehead accurately, and the third bullet still hit his heart accurately and without error.

Igor did not close his eyes until he died, lying down in a pool of his own blood and staring at the ceiling with the style of the Tsarist Russian court.Maybe, he really didn't believe he was dead.

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