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Chapter three hundred and ninety-fifth: Massacre(2/2)

In an instant, a row of almost straight lines and evenly spaced barrages were fired in the passage outside the door. The terrorists had no time to react, and the passage was filled with howls and screams. Kai did not stop at all. He calculated the number of bullets. When it was about the same,

I replaced the ump microflush with a magazine and continued shooting.

Da da da da da!

With a low micro-shock sound, the terrorists who came to support fell to pieces!

Kai's biggest regret at this time is that he doesn't have shock bombs or small-scale explosive weapons such as grenades. Otherwise, it would be much better. In such a narrow passage, the effect of explosive items is outstanding. It's not like now. Don't look at UMP.

It was very lively, but in fact the power of the micro rush was still a bit weak. No, there were still some lucky people who didn't die.

After finishing two magazines, he changed another magazine without hesitation and pointed at the gangsters alive in the passage and called them one by one.

Ta da! Ta da! Ta da!

After the gunfire, there was immediate silence in the passage.

Kai listened attentively and found that no one came up yet, so he slowly walked back to the reception.

The order in the venue had been restored a little with the comfort of Cooper and Theresa. When Kai walked into the venue again, Cooper and Theresa immediately asked: "How is it?"

Kai smiled and said: "It's okay for the time being. But it's hard to say, after all, I don't know how many there are there."

As soon as Kai finished speaking, a voice jumped into his arms. The other thing that was good to say was that Kai could clearly see that Tony's face turned very foul.

"What's more... I just killed a few terrorists, what's the big deal? Happy! After I go back, immediately prepare ten or eight boxing and taekwondo coaches for me! By the way, there will also be shooting training... Well,

This may not be necessary, I can design a shooting aid, right! That’s it, this kind of thing doesn’t require practice at all.”

Happy was a little worried that his boss was being willful again. Even though Happy only knew Tony because of his boxing practice, he knew that Tony never practiced boxing for actual combat. After all, a tens of billions of billionaires still have to fight with others? Then?

There is no use for so much money!

Tony simply uses boxing as a fitness program. If he hadn't wanted to get in good shape and pick up girls, he really doubted whether his boss would exercise.

"Boss... I think this matter can wait. What I need most now is an ambulance. Also, I need a vacation! And it's a paid kind."

Happy obviously doesn't want to get involved in his boss's love life. It would be too easy to cause trouble, and more importantly, the boss's love rival is the hot-shot police detective. Can Stark compete with him? Happy can't
Chapter completed!
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