Six or seven cars were driving on the border highway, and Liu Zheng sat inside the car and closed his eyes to rest.

The people accompanying each other looked a little nervous, and they didn't even dare to look at Liu Zheng.

"Boss, here."

When the car stopped slowly, the driver who drove the car swallowed and reminded carefully.

This is a strong man, but he is very panicked now. The tendon flesh he had worked out through prison through prison fitness did not bring him any sense of security.

Until the young man behind the seat suddenly opened his eyes, his tension reached its peak and he moved the steering wheel and did not dare to move.

The same is true for several other people in the car.

These people, including those in the car behind, are members of the former Northtan Gang.

Now they are all kidnapped by Liu Zheng.

Yes, short-term surrender under fear is kidnapping.

On that day, Liu Zheng raided the Northtan Gang's headquarters in Orlando, burning several "cartel" bosses and their special forces bodyguards to ashes, and other members at the headquarters knelt down directly.

The cartels are deeply rooted in this country, and there has never been one gang, but the city of Orlando is the territory of the Northtan gang.

If Liu Zheng wants to completely replace those bigwigs and become the leader of the Northtan Gang, the problem cannot be solved by relying solely on force. There are many benefits to allocate and members' information to understand these things.

But he didn't need that, he just needed to briefly gather a group of people now.

So there was such a thing in front of him, and the gang members who were "kidnapped" followed him and acted together.

"Okay, Reid, ask them to get out of the car."

Liu Zheng said slowly, with a calm expression that seemed to be a volcano that was about to erupt.

"yes."

The driver nodded immediately, then adjusted the earphones in his ear and said, "Boss, let us get out of the car, immediately."

Dozens of men got out of the car and took out the weapons and ammunition they carried in the trunk.

At first glance, these gunmen are "strong in soldiers and horses". Not only are they automatic rifles, but they also carry things like rocket launchers. They should be very difficult to mess with, and they are even qualified to fight a small war.

But when Liu Zheng got out of the car, no one dared to look at him, and some people's bodies were trembling slightly.

"Ha, what do you say this time..."

Liu Zheng slowly put the demon mask on his face and looked at the "motel bar" next to the highway hundreds of meters away.

The subordinates became even more frightened, especially Reed next to Liu Zheng, who was already wet with sweat.

‘Devil Mask…Flame Devil…God Bless…’

Thinking of the moment when his big bosses were left with only scumbags that day, Reed kept praying in his heart.

Although he retired from the former special forces and later competed with many prison bullies in prison, he never gave him the skill of how to deal with the demons from hell, whether it was the training subjects of the special forces or the skills he trained from the prison bully.

What is it not a demon?

Who can still keep smiling after being shot for more than a dozen times, and the bullet squeezes out from the constantly squirming wounds?

These days, he woke up from a nightmare and remembered the once particularly difficult armed guerrillas. Now he thinks they are so cute.

After putting on the demon mask and changing his face, Liu Zheng said to Reed: "Let's go in and have two drinks."

Reed dared not breathe and responded to his orders. The others remained there waiting for the orders, and no one dared to run away.

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The door that was blown up at the beginning has now been repaired. After being pushed open, the appearance inside is not much different from what you saw that night. Many car drivers watched erotic dances in the bar, drinking and spanking, making the bar look extremely lively.

"Two cups of brandy."

Liu Zheng brought Reed to the bartender and said to the bartender.

This bar was the zombie-faced bartender that night. I don’t know how the bar counter was repaired, just like the new one.

The bartender raised his face stiffly and looked at him, then took out two wine glasses and wiped them, poured the wine, and pushed forward.

However, this time he did not ignore Liu Zheng as he did last time, but stared at Liu Zheng's eyes and said hoarsely: "It seems like he has seen you somewhere?"

Have you seen it? Of course I have seen it! That night, my face turned into ashes and I would recognize you. But you are very keen. Can you feel it even if I changed my face with a mask?

Liu Zheng looked at him and smiled, leaned forward slightly and said, "Yes, where is Carlos?"

He asked the bartender for this name, the snake demon leader, the man in a flat suit.

"Who are you?"

The bartender put down his hands and continued to wipe the cup, feeling that he should stare at the prey in front of him.

"You'll know."

Liu Zheng looked at him deeply, then drank the wine and the glass fell heavily on the counter.

Then, he said in Reid's ear: "Call someone, let's go."

Reed's heart was trembling, and while following Liu Zheng, he touched his headset and called out the hands outside.

The two walked out the door, and dozens of gunmen rushed over.

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【Task: Revenge!】

The snake demons once regarded you as their prey. Although you solved a lot in the process of hunting and counter-hunting, this still cannot eliminate the anger in your heart. Go back to this snake demon's nest again, you feel that you have to do something.

Please destroy most of the snake monsters in the snake nest, destroy this demon cave that has lured countless ordinary people into the abyss, and vent your anger and make the snake monsters feel regret and despair!

Mission reward: infinite points * 1000

Mission failed: None

Accepted?

(Exclusive tip: It is another random task, and there is no punishment. This is the benefit of your first trial task. Please cherish the present moment. In your official tasks in the future, such random tasks without punishment will be rare.)

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The cold voice in his ears that was not mixed with any emotions made Liu Zheng stunned, and he didn't expect that he would trigger Ren again.

There was a task to kill the snake demon before, but now another one appeared, is it related to the snake demon?

But this was just right for him, and he murmured without thinking: "I choose, accept."

"Hey, what are you going to do? People who make trouble are not welcome here!"

The boys chatting and spanking outside the hotel and smoking immediately stood up as soon as they saw a group of aggressive people. They were very unfriendly and questioned loudly.

Liu Zheng took out his pistol without saying a word and opened fire at them.

Bang bang bang bang!

The gun was shot in the head, and the pistol magazine was directly shot out.

The silver bullets shot out made the snake monsters roll on the ground wailingly. After only two seconds, they became pus and blood.

[Number of killing snake demons: Wu Shijiu]

"Kill them all!"

Liu Zheng threw the pistol, took his own rifle from a subordinate, and ordered it at the same time.

For these gangster gunmen, bullying is their best.

After receiving Liu Zheng's order, he immediately kicked open the bar door and pointed the gun inside.

The gunshots outside and the sound of the door being kicked open directly made everyone in the bar stop their movements.

When they found a group of gunmen rushing in, pointing their guns at them at the door, everyone couldn't help but freeze their breath.

"Fake Squids! What are you going to do?"

"I am Officer Thunderston, do you want to assault the police?"

"Put down your gun, you can't do this to us!"

......The crowd exploded immediately, and all kinds of messy sounds barked wildly.

Twist!

The answer to them is the ruthless bullet!

Each of the dozen gunmen went down in one stroke and fire was fire without dead corners.

Suddenly, blood scattered, gunfire sounded, and screams kept echoing in the hotel bar.

Just like that, keep shooting for about one minute.

When these gunmen's magazines were empty, the whole bar was in a mess and everything became a sieve.

No! It should be more appropriate for slaughterhouses!

There were no living creatures standing in front of the gunmen, all of them were lying on the ground motionless, occasionally some were still twitching and trembling, not dead.

"Boss, it's done."
To be continued...