I cut reality into a movie

The angles are different.

The result of looking at things will be different.

Manning has gotten used to the timidity of the citizens of Sommerla who fear drug dealers like tigers, so he subconsciously thinks that these citizens will always be afraid of death and will never have the courage to resist.

The best choice these citizens can make is to choose to obey as they did today.

But in places where he can't see, those people who have lost and recovered, and hold steel guns again, don't want to lose it a second time.

These citizens are no longer fighting for the illusory anti-drug slogans, no longer fighting for the poor girl who died tragically in the news, they really feel the pain and anger of being robbed, and they really fight for themselves.

Now, these townspeople just need to hear the call to arms.

[Citizens of Somera, please pay attention. An urgent news will be broadcast now. Since the content of the news is too sensitive, citizens are requested to take good care of the underage children. Thank you for your cooperation. 】

Romon used hacking technology to hijack the signal lines of the entire city of Sommerla, whether it was TV or the Internet, and began broadcasting the live broadcast of his execution of Shanying.

Seeing the familiar Sunset Restaurant in the picture, and the familiar faces kneeling on the floor of the Sunset Restaurant, Cuellar immediately rushed to the TV screen and roared:

"It's Shanying! What is that bastard Agudelo going to do to Shanying?"

As if he heard Cuellar's question from a distance, Romon pointed the live camera at his face and explained:

"The place where I am now must be familiar to all citizens and friends. It is the Sunset Restaurant where the rape and murder tragedy took place."

"The ones kneeling on the floor of the restaurant now are the shameless drug dealers who committed the beastly acts. I know that according to Colombian law, these shameless drug dealers will be sentenced to about 20 years in prison at the end."

"But can a mere 20-year sentence comfort the soul of that poor girl?"

"Absolutely not!"

"An eye for an eye, blood for blood, and drug dealers, there is only one thing we have to do!"

boom!

With a gunshot, Romon made the final trial of the drug traffickers and opened the final curtain of the anti-drug war.

The live broadcast of the execution came to an abrupt end here.

After turning off the camera, Yuffie looked at the drug dealer's corpse on the ground, then raised his head and asked Romon, "Uncle, is this enough?"

"enough."

Romon nodded: "The bullet has already flown out, let's let it fly for a while."

"Cousin, can I now...?" Yuffie looked expectantly at Romon, fanned her slender eyelashes, and the expression on her face was self-evident.

"Go ahead, go and take your guerrillas and get rid of those damn armed pickups, or let those bastard cars run, and the casualties will be too great."

"Hey, Uncle Tang, I'm just waiting for your words. I have long wanted to use the Javelin missile you gave me to blow up those damn armed pickups to pieces."

Yuffie took the order and left with a face full of excitement.

As for Romon, he walked slowly to the cabinet in the Sunset restaurant, took out the coffee machine and glasses from inside, made a cup of coffee by himself, and then sat by the window, watching the increasingly fierce violence outside. Drank in the torrential rain.

His current situation is like that of Zhang Mazi who killed Huang Silang's substitute.

The next direction of the war has nothing to do with him. His mission as a leader has been completed, and the next step is the war that belongs to the citizens of Sommerla.

But his work as a fighter is over, and Romon's work as a director is not over yet.

He controlled the stealth drone and came to the streets of Sommerla where the rain was pouring heavily. Under the dense rain curtain, he saw the residents of Sommerla full of fighting spirit.

These residents didn't have umbrellas, let alone raincoats. They braved the heavy rain, carried guns, shouted excited battle cries, and rushed to the headquarters building of the Cuellar Group.

What?You said that the drug dealer's headquarters building is so hidden that all residents know where it is?

Hey, isn't there a hacker tipping off the news?

Not to mention the headquarters building of the Cuellar Group, all the subordinate units of the Cuellar Group, the specific addresses can be found on the Internet, these citizens just need to bury their heads in the charge, let alone among the citizens who are charging , There are also guerrillas who are ready in advance to lead the way.

Charged with the large force.

Uncle Robert, the driver, has never been so excited as today.

He tightly clutched the M16 assault rifle in his hand, and there were thousands of words in his heart that he wanted to express, but in the end, these words turned into one sentence - charge, kill drug dealers!

On the way of Uncle Robert's charge, a steady stream of citizens joined in, but there were also some bastards who wanted to pretend to be fools and were kicked out.

Among them was the traffic police traitor who tripped Romon in the car accident plan.

Although the traitor felt that he was hiding well, the eyes of the citizens were sharp. Some of the citizens quickly recognized the traitor who was jumping left and right, and threw him out of the team with punches and kicks.

boom!

The Javelin missile with tail flames easily shattered Cuellar's proud armed pickup, and even the arrogance in his heart was also blown to pieces.

Cuellar imagined that he would be sanctioned by the government army, imagined that he would be sanctioned by the CIA, but he never imagined that he would be sanctioned by the mayor of Sommerla, and the local citizens led by the mayor of Sommerla.

Just such a group of obsequious and cowardly piggy citizens who can slaughter at will with just a look of their own eyes on weekdays dared to resist themselves with guns one day.

And it was easy to tear the drug cartel army that was armed to the teeth to pieces.

"Hehe, this is really a ridiculous enough ending."

Cuellar, who led the charge, was sifted by the citizens of Somola, who were not accurate enough, but the large number of bullets sifted through the sieve. At the last second before he fell, he did not have any remorse, but felt that his ending was ridiculous enough .

—He didn't even die at the hands of the mayor he hated the most.

Cuellar died without a trace of disturbance.

However, his death bought a lot of time for Manning to escape.

This extremely clever military strategist had a keen sense of something bad a second before Cuellar set off, so without any hesitation, he slipped away from Cuellar's villa and headed for a village on the outskirts of Sommera. , a private villa known only to him.

Originally, this villa was built for Manning to take care of after retirement, but now it seems that this house is at most a temporary foothold, and he has to continue to find other drug dealers to rely on to make a living.

"Cuellar is dead. Anyway, as long as I master the production technology of the fierce horse, I can be regarded as a guest of honor when I go to any drug lord in Colombia."

Sitting by the natural gas fireplace, Manning had just changed into dry clothes and was about to make a cup of hot cocoa to calm himself down when he heard a chuckle behind him:

"It's a nice house! Dr. Manning."

As if under the petrification magic of Medusa, Dr. Manning froze in place instantly.

He froze for seven or eight seconds before he looked like an old alchemy puppet. He turned around and uttered a chicken-like cry at Romon:

"Aaah, Agudelo! How do you know this place?"

"Dr. Manning, if you take the gift out without permission, you will be punished."

"It's those two emeralds!" Manning reacted instantly: "Did you install a locator in the box containing the gems?"

"Expensive gemstones, of course, need to be protected with some small means, but I didn't expect it to be on you in the end."

Romon shrugged with a smile, and joked, "Dr. Manning, you are ruthless enough to arrange for the killer to kill me with a car, but after killing me, you still want to take the gem away. This is too much."

"Being kind to the enemy is treating yourself cruelly. What I regret the most now is that I shot you before the day you took office!"

Glancing at Romon fiercely, Manning said, "Forget it, it's meaningless to regret it now, why? Why don't you consider sitting down and drinking a cup of hot cocoa before killing me? The rain outside is enough cold."

"Excuse me, Dr. Manning."

Romon, who has a system of body protection, is not afraid of Manning's small tricks to poison him. The only thing he has to do is to fill up the force in front of the camera. What he wants is that at the end of this movie, he will be calm with the enemy's big BOOS. The energy of the conversation.

But after the cocoa was on the table, Manning didn't make any small moves. He just picked up the resin cup filled with cocoa, gently blew off the foam on it, took a sip, and then squinted his eyes at Romon. sighed:

"Mayor Agudelo, you made me lose badly."

"Is it miserable?"

Luo Meng shook his head: "Now you are still sitting on the sofa, drinking hot cocoa, but those people who were killed by your drugs, they are no longer qualified to enjoy everything in the world."

"It's just a group of drug addicts. Even if there were no Litmas, they would still die of drug overdose. Why should Mayor Agudelo care about them?" Manning quibbled.

"I'm not talking about drug addicts, but those who were killed by you for no reason, such as the waiter at Sunset Restaurant. Is there anything wrong with her? Why did she die under your butcher's knife?"

"Hehe, it turns out that Mayor Agudelo is a partner of justice. I understand your behavior a little bit."

Seeing that Romon's views were completely different from his own, Manning changed his conversational approach: "Mayor Agudelo, tell me, what do you need to let me go?"

"That depends on what you can give me?"

"My money, all my money."

Manning spread his arms: "This villa has all my savings, and everything here is given to you. How about you just let me go?"

"Didn't you just say you know me? You think I care about money?"

"Hehe, it's true that Mayor Agudelo has a breeze in his sleeves. He really doesn't care about money. Otherwise, you and I wouldn't be where we are today."

Manning shook his head with a smile, and continued: "Then what will my people do for you? My pharmaceutical technology is not comparable to any cat or dog."

"I don't sell drugs or make medicines. I want your people to be useless."

Romon tilted his head, looked at the confused Manning, and explained: "Let me tell you this, in fact, you and your money are not important to me."

"Then what is important to you about me?"

"No you are the most important thing to me."

As Romon said, he took out a Browning pistol and put it on the table: "There's only one bullet in it, don't waste it."

"It seems that the mayor really wants me to die."

Looking at the Browning pistol on the table, a stern look flashed in Manning's eyes.

He licked his lips, pretending to be frightened and trembling on purpose, then stretched his hand towards the gun on the table at a very slow speed, and finally raised his hand suddenly when he touched the gun, and buckled it at Romon. trigger.

boom!

By the time Romon walked out of the suburban villa, the rain that had been raining all night outside had stopped.

The rising sun cut through the morning mist and shone warmly on Romon's cheeks.

He tidied up his clothes, turned over and stepped on the white horse in front of the door, just like the day he took office, still one person and one horse, stepping on the path in the forest, slowly riding towards the direction of the sun.

Next to his mouth, "The Sun Also Rises" blew.

Chapter 087 [Cat and Mouse Game] I really want Police Officer Tifa to catch her

"Drug factory, Clean."

"Wolf Bar, Clean."

"Grain Stack Warehouse, Clean..."

Listening to the news of victory coming from the walkie-talkie, Yuffie, standing on the roof of the Cuellar Group building, looked up at the rising sun and shouted:

"Dad, mom, grandpa, grandma, and my brothers and sisters, have you all seen it?"

"I slaughtered Cuellar with my own hands, and I also destroyed his notorious drug cartel with my own hands, and sent that damn bastard organization into the magma pool of hell."

"I did it! I fulfilled the promise I made in front of your tombstone! In this way, all of you can let go of all your long-cherished wishes in the world, and start a new life in heaven with peace of mind."

After mourning the deceased relatives, Yuffie had to announce the good news to the living relatives.

Picking up the phone, looking at the numbers in the address book, she hesitated for a moment between announcing the happy news to her uncle or her aunt first, and Yuffie finally chose her number.

beep~

"Uncle, you..."

After a short busy tone, Yuffie was about to open her mouth to say something when she was interrupted by a cold synthesized tone—[Sorry, the number you dialed is empty, please check before playing. 】

"Empty number?"

Yuffie was dumbfounded: "How is this possible, how many times have I called my cousin, how could it be an empty number?"

Looking at the number in the address book, Yuffie didn't understand what happened at all. She used the number in the address book to call Tang Shu several times in a row, but the results were all empty numbers without exception.

"What's the matter? Uncle's phone is broken?"

Seeing that her uncle could not be reached by phone, Yuffie hurried out of the Cuellar Group building and drove to Sunset Restaurant.

"I don't know if Tang Shu is still in the restaurant."

With an eager mood, Yuffie kicked the accelerator to the end, at the cost of a little speeding, all the way to the sunset restaurant billowing in smoke and dust.

Pushing open the glass door of the restaurant, Yuffie looked around the interior of the restaurant, and found that there was no one there except for a few corpses of drug dealers on the ground.

"Did Uncle come home?"

Yuffie was about to open the door to leave, but accidentally saw that on a dining table next to the restaurant door, there was a half cup of cold coffee, and under the coffee cup was a postcard.

"Uncle left?"