The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 323 The Great Bodhisattva Gatling
As soon as the two grenades touched the deck, they exploded into a dazzling flame like a kitten with fur.

It's just that the cat's fur was a bit terrible, countless fragments and steel balls spewed out from the shell, smashing all the living things in the covered area into a sieve.

This is not finished.

When the bodyguards stood up and looked around angrily, ready to find Ron, and beat him into a sieve with rifles to avenge the dead brothers, they found that Ron had run to a prisoner at some point. Next to the cloth-covered lifeboat, there was a sudden flip.

The cloth was uncovered, and besides the lifeboat hidden inside, the most eye-catching thing was a Gatling multi-barreled machine gun mounted on the boat.

"Nanmo Gatling Bodhisattva! Go to hell! Scum!" Ron laughed wildly. Under Ron's control, the barrels of the machine gun began to rotate rapidly. color, it immediately turns into red, and finally to the bewitching blue fire.

"Da da da..." The machine gun was like a harvester, mercilessly harvesting the lives of the bodyguards on the deck.

"What are you afraid of! He's using a machine gun! It's not accurate at all, brothers! Shoulder to shoulder!" A bodyguard shouted loudly to his companions from behind the bunker.

Although there is no such saying in English as "together shoulder to shoulder", it probably translates into Chinese to mean this. There is no way, who makes English lack the broad spirit of Chinese?
He said so and did so.

The bodyguard who just yelled took advantage of Ron's muzzle to shoot at the other side, suddenly stood up, aimed the gun at one go, and if the hatred in his eyes could be used as bullets, Ron would have been killed ten thousand times by him!

Unfortunately, this is not the case.

Ron had already noticed him before he made a sound and was about to move. He just got up when Ron suddenly pulled the machine gun in his direction.

Even with the turbulence of the waves, even if the accuracy of the machine gun's shooting was extremely low, with the blessing of the sharpshooter's skills, he still fired a series of bullets, accurately cutting off the madman who dared to lick Ron's tiger's beard.

Yes, that's right, it was truncated down the middle.

A 12.7 mm caliber machine gun bullet hits any place on the human torso, and it will definitely kill you!Huge kinetic energy either opens a big hole in the body, or it is like it is now.

The bodyguard's lower body was still standing on the deck, but his upper body was already lying on the ground, struggling to crawl forward.

"Help! Help me!" the bodyguard yelled helplessly.

In his perception, he just felt a pain in his waist after being shot, and then fell to the ground, his lower body lost consciousness. It was not until he climbed out two steps that something was wrong, and when he looked back, he realized that he had put his lower body back. stay on the spot.

"Ah~~~" With a cry of pain, he finally died.

And in a situation like this, he is by no means an isolated case. Since Ron started shooting with Gatling, plus the two he killed with grenades before, in just about 20 seconds, Ron actually killed five people!
Never feel too little.

You know, these are not ordinary people outside, they are the most elite killers of Klein, outside, every one of them will have rich people who spend a lot of money to hire them, and wipe out their business competitors or rivals in love.

But now, in front of Ron, they were slaughtered wantonly like little chicks who had no power to fight back!

That's right, this is definitely not a battle. Before the bodyguards fought back, they were completely defeated and became a one-sided battle.

Of course, any behavior that underestimates this group of elite killers is wrong, it is tantamount to courting death.

On the roof of the wheelhouse of the big yacht, at some point, a rifle was quietly stretched out, aiming at Ron, who was having a good time killing, it was the confidant bodyguard who had been by Klein's side all the time.

Of course, he has another identity, that is the elite killer.

The cross on the scope finally coincided with Ron's head, as long as he moved his fingers, he could explode Ron's head, and a cruel smile hung on the elite killer's face.

"Go to God~" He kissed the cross hanging on his chest, which is his habit every time he kills someone.

Although God may not let a murderer who killed countless people go to heaven, what if God is blind that day?Is this a small luck of a villain?
But it is a pity that his fingers have not been buckled for a long time.

Because behind him, another person was holding a suppressed pistol to the back of his head.

"I think it's you who should go to see God!"

"Pfft!" With a muffled sound, the bullet passed through the elite killer's head and shot out from his forehead.

"Bah!" Arthur spat on the Elite Killer and kicked him heavily.

No wonder Arthur hated one side so much, it was the man's face he'd seen on a video call with Gina.

Last time, Gina took the opportunity of showing him her watch and secretly pointed out to him the hull number of another ship behind her, but before Arthur could see it clearly, Gina was slapped to the ground by the elite killer .

Arthur was furious, but he could only be helplessly furious.

Now I finally found a chance, how could I not get it back.

"What are the people outside doing?" Klein spit on his men angrily, "Why are there so many people, and they can't handle Arthur alone! He's obviously only one person!"

"Boss, the one outside doesn't seem to be Arthur."

"How is it possible? Apart from Arthur, who else has the guts to drive a dilapidated boat and dare to come to snatch people? Who else?!" Klein never believed it. Apart from Arthur, that lunatic, there might be It's someone else.

It can only be said that he is a bit too dereliction of duty as the boss of the killer company, and he doesn't even know the famous Ron.

Ron: Don't know?It's okay, pay the taxes, and by the way, settle the taxes owed in one go, don't you know each other?
"No, we can't go on like this," Klein pointed at one of his men, "You, yes, you are talking about you, you go and bring Arthur's woman, we will transfer now to the other side of the boat superior."

If you can't fight, turn in. This is not an escape, but a strategic retreat, Klein couldn't help thinking for his own wisdom.

Ron nodded to Arthur who was standing on the top of the boat. Of course, he was not stupid and bold. If it wasn't for Arthur, he wouldn't be so confident in outputting firepower.

This is a strategy they discussed from the beginning.

Ron rammed his boat into Crane's big ship, and after attracting the attention of the people on board, Arthur attacked from behind, which also fits his position as a killer.

And the killers who were still hiding behind various bunkers were still thinking about how to deal with Ron, without realizing that the danger had come unknowingly.

(End of this chapter)