Female boss's personal expert

Chapter 696 He Is Your Son!

Just yesterday, Baiban was crying like a child, patted his chest and told Goofy and James that he was retiring and would never kill anyone himself again, and that he and Barbara would be like countless law-abiding American citizens , live happily in this greatest and safest country.

But those words seemed to be still echoing in his ears, but today he picked up the improved version of the sniper rifle, and together with his new wife Barbara, the gorilla and the monkey, began to brutally harvest human lives.

There is no way, some people dare to chase and kill their brothers wantonly because they have guns in their hands, and chase their brothers away like dogs. This bad breath can't be swallowed.

I am kind, but reality forces me to be a killer.

In one face-to-face meeting, the four people shot and killed four excellent motorcycle drivers from four directions.

No matter how capable these four killers are, if they were shot down while leaping, they can only be said to be excellent drivers and have nothing to do with the killers.

Kala, after quickly pulling the bolt, hid in the whiteboard on the third floor window of a church in the southeast corner, aimed at the head of the driver of a large black off-road vehicle through the scope, and pulled the trigger decisively.

The silver armor-piercing projectile pierced through the window of the car with a shriek at a speed unimaginable to the dead, and slammed the driver's head, bursting out thousands of peach blossoms!

The big black off-road that was rushing to cross the intersection, after the driver was shot gloriously, the car slammed into a car parked at the intersection like a mad cow driving to control.

coax!
With a loud bang, after the off-road vehicle hit someone else's car, it flew directly into the air, and then hit the ground heavily with all four wheels in the sky.

The unlucky car was also knocked out more than ten meters away - it stopped after hitting three or four cars in a row, and it was not known whether the buddy driving was dead or alive.

No one cares about these innocent people who have been affected by disasters, Bai Ban and the four of them don't, and Fanny and the others who are chasing after them don't care.

After the four motorcycles in front and the black off-road vehicle suffered devastating blows one after another, the second vehicle approached with a screeching brake immediately, and three big men in black jackets jumped out quickly with guns in their hands. .

As Merson said, the subordinates that Fanny brought were excellent retired special forces selected by old George from all over the world. They were capable of individual combat and could maintain absolute calm in case of trouble.

Immediately after the death of their companions who opened the way, they reacted most correctly—perhaps, wrongly.

Because the three people had just jumped out of the car, and before they could find a cover to observe the surrounding environment, a few nasty sniper bullets knocked them down to the ground. Beat into a rotten watermelon.

Fanny, who was adjourned, was shocked: before seeing where the enemy was, ten of his men died honorably in the line of duty.

These subordinates are more powerful than the killers sent to assassinate Caesar before. They are all individual combat elites directly led by Old George. How could they be smashed to pieces silently like porcelain dolls?
What does this prove?
It can only prove that the enemies hidden in the dark are stronger, colder, and vicious than these people.

In fact, this is true. After all, the white board and the gorillas have been fighting hard for the past few years. Whether it is individual combat experience or ability, they are not old George's men who usually wear sunglasses to look cool, but there are not many people who are almost in actual combat. Men can compare.

What's more, the sniper rifles used by Bai Ban and others have all been improved and can be called the most perfect killing weapon in the world.

The world-renowned elite "sniper team" of the A-army of the French Foreign Legion, whether it is individual combat or small-scale group cooperation, needs Laphine and others seventeen or eight streets.

Hiding in the dark and killing them seems to be no different from a butcher wielding a butcher knife butchering a chicken in a chicken coop.

The cruel reality of the instant death of ten elite subordinates (Fannie has no hope of whether the other two subordinates will survive except the driver in the overturned car) left Fanny stunned and trembling all over .

There was a crisp bang, and the man sitting on the co-pilot's head spewed out a stream of blood, and fell limply on the driver's body. The strong bloody smell also woke Fanny up, and then he yelled: "Turn around, turn around quickly, let's go!"

Fortunately, the buddy driving was a real man, and he was not frightened by his companions who died tragically one after another. He just let out a desperate roar, turned the car around quickly, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and sprinted away against several cars.

The brutal gun battle, or the one-sided massacre ended.

It took at most thirty seconds during the period. Fanny didn't even see what the enemy looked like, and eleven of her men were killed. This is because she saw the opportunity quickly. If they escaped later, they were destined to be wiped out today. .

When Bai Ban and others kill people, they never measure their own safety factor based on the number of victims. They are used to putting away their bloody fangs only after all dangers are resolved.

With Fanny fleeing, the danger is lifted.

The scene of the shootout was silent, at least within a 300-meter radius, no one spoke, let alone started a car.

The whiteboard gestured to Barbara in the northwest corner, put away the sniper rifle, squatted on the ground and quickly disassembled it. In less than half a minute, the terrifying sniper weapon was disassembled and packed into a small suitcase.

Then, Baiban took out a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and put them on his face, and walked down the stairs slowly with his suitcase.

Old Buck stared at the second floor of the shop behind him, and kept looking up at a 45-degree angle. He remained motionless for as long as a century before he was awakened by the scream of a woman not far away.

Only then did he realize that the girl with the silk flower in her hair had disappeared, as if she had never appeared at the window.

Cold sweat dripped down from Old Buck's forehead, and he was so moved that he could still live after seeing the killer's true face, and then he ran back home as fast as he could, called the Arab servant, and drove the car. His tens of millions of dollars in luxury cars left Las Vegas overnight.

Since then, the city that never sleeps in the world has lost a rich man, but in a picturesque and remote town, there has been a philanthropist who is kind and charitable. He has helped many people in need, and he is affectionately called Uncle Buck.

Whiteboard inside the private clubhouse.

"Damn, I knew you would come back. How could you leave like this before you said goodbye to your buddies?"

When the gorilla punched Gao Fei hard on the shoulder, the monkey also kicked him on the buttocks in relief, scolding him repeatedly how he could be as inhuman as the old man.

Seeing that they had helped him, the magnanimous Mr. Gao ignored their impolite behavior, pointed at Mrs. Pooh and said, "Come on, let me introduce you, this is—Madam, who are you? "

"I saw you in Miss Nier's photo, so I know you, Mr. Goofy."

After witnessing a massacre with her own eyes, Mrs. Pooh was so frightened that her thoughts almost stopped. It was not until Barbara held her hand and gave her comfort that she stammered that she was Little Caesar's nanny in the United States. It was hired by old George.

Although she didn't know Little Caesar for a long time, Mrs. Pooh, who has no children and her husband died, has already regarded the child as her own relative, and she doesn't want the child to be harmed, nor does she want the child to become an orphan without a father, so she overheard After Old George was about to attack Gao Fei, he rushed to the police station to call the police.

During Mrs. Pooh's narration, the white board couple, the gorilla and the monkey, all with big mouths, looked at Goofy like a monster, and at the same time, their eyes were full of angry flames: Everyone knows the messy things about this kid and Nier, but Little did they know they had a son already!
It's really a blessing that everyone treats him as a brother, why did he hide it from everyone after having a son?

It really makes no sense!

Faced with the angry gazes of Bai Ban and others, Mr. Gao had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender, and swore that he only found out that he had a son yesterday. , Killed the two killers in the hospital again, and said it again.

Seeing that this guy's attitude was quite sincere, the newly married Bai Ban was the first to forgive him.

However, they also wondered why Old George was so inhumane that he wanted to kill Gao Fei's son for the benefit of the family.

After seeing the atmosphere calm down, Mrs. Winnie forgot that she hadn't said the most important thing: "Oh, Mr. Gao, you, you know that the child you rescued on the street is not the real Little Caesar?"

Gao Fei, who had just asked for a cigarette from the white board, was taken aback when he heard the words, and the cigarette fell to the ground, but he grabbed Mrs. Pooh's shoulder as if he hadn't seen it: "What, what, Pooh! Ma'am, what are you talking about!?"

Mrs. Pooh was always hurt by Gao Fei's arrest, but she didn't dare to resist, because she saw that this guy was irritated by the news, so she hurriedly said loudly: "The real little Caesar has been sent away by Miss Nier long ago. ——Oh, Mr. Gao, can you let go of me first?"

Gao Fei never doubted that the child he met on the street by chance and went through untold hardships to rescue him, and handed him over to Mo Xie Zhengdong to take him away for treatment was his son Little Caesar, because it was exactly the same as the child in the photo.

The appearance of the child has been firmly remembered in his heart.

But now, Mrs. Pooh, who had the ability to 'inform him', said that the child he saved was not his own son at all!

No matter how nervous Gao Fei was, he seemed to be unable to accept this reality. He grabbed Mrs. Pooh's hand, and unconsciously increased his strength a lot.

The gorilla saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly opened Gao Fei's hand: "Gao Fei, calm down, and listen to this lady first."

Gao Fei stared blankly at Mrs. Pooh like he was dumbfounded, still subconsciously trying to catch her, but was hugged by the gorilla, and he could only struggle and ask, "What did you say, what did you say?"

Mrs. Pooh certainly understood Gao Fei's mood at this time, and without further explanation, she took out two photos from her body and handed them to him: "Here, this is Miss Nier's son, Caesar."

In the photo, Nier is sitting on the sofa, a child is lying on her knees, holding her arms with both hands, turning her head and smiling - several photos, all of which are photos of Nier's life at home, one of them is There was also an old man with white beard and hair.

Gao Fei knew this old man, Nier's grandfather George Old.

As the gorilla patted his back soothingly, Gao Fei slowly regained his composure and took the photo.

Mrs. Pooh pointed at the child in the photo and whispered, "See, he is the real Little Caesar."

(End of this chapter)