"boss.."

“Boss…”

"What's ahead?"

A thin Asian man in combat uniform stepped forward and returned: "Boss, they asked the Brotherhood government to relax the sea route and not send warships to follow, otherwise they would kill hostages."

"Who are there in the hostages?"

"There was a bishop in the area who came down to inspect, and the clergy of the church. There were thirteen foreign tourists, including six Americans, two from Europe, and five Asians!"

Looking at the masked militants on the cruise ship in the distance, his eyes moved and said, "Drive away all the reporters who took photos, and confiscate all the photography equipment. Hurry up!"

“Yes, boss”

After the order was conveyed, Donaldson Heford, the head of the emergency team sent by the Brothers government, quickly came over and said with a sad face: "Mr. Fang, the other party can't wait. If he claims that he will not let go of the sea within three minutes, he will start killing people!"

He had seen through the four-dimensional image. Four hundred and twenty meters away, dozens of militants were waving their guns in their hands excitedly, while the hostages kneeling on the ground were crying silently, and several of them were still bleeding.

"Get a knife!"

The one-meter-long sword he used earlier was sent over, and the blood on it had long been wiped off, and a cold light flashed out.

Dozens of soldiers standing beside him, including Donaldson Heford, looked excited on his face. The leader of the "secret department" was very skilled, and everyone he saw was shocked, but unfortunately he had never been able to see him.

Without letting the people around him wait too long, he took a pair of sunglasses handed over by his subordinates and put them on. He twisted his right wrist slightly, and pointed the back of the knife upwards, pointing the tip of the knife to the ground. Then his eyes narrowed and he headed forward!

"call!"

The short-distance space movement and the stormy figure brought out a long list of phantoms, and the yachts there were still staying on the harbor, so dozens of bandits naturally saw him.

“%…%%…”

“%￥%…￥…%”

"Dadadada..."

A mess of Spanish came from the port from afar, and at the same time, someone fired a lot of gunfire in the direction of Fang Yuanshan's advance. The soldiers guarding in the distance began to look for cover!

"Shooting, shooting..."

"There's a fight over there"

“…”

The reporters in the distance were so excited that they heard the dense gunfire. These reporters were not concerned about whether the hostages could be rescued. To put it bluntly, they wanted to kill several hostages to make a big news, so that they could write materials!

Many Western media started live news on the road far away and said to the camera: "Hello, audience in front of the TV. My current location is Monteria, Colombia. At 9 o'clock this morning, a group of militants in Colombia took a large number of hostages. After the negotiations failed, militants began to brutally kill the hostages..."

"The Colombian government insisted on carrying out clearance operations against the anti-government armed forces despite the strong condemnation of the international community. This wrong decision led to today's...

As the saying goes, a single stone stirs up a thousand waves. The irresponsible public opinion orientation of these media journalists has intensified the international community's condemnation of Colombia.

However, they still don’t understand the truth of the matter, and they can’t see Fang Yuanshan ruthlessly slaughtering the bandits.

"Puff"

Fang Yuanshan, who rushed onto the yacht, immediately put the bomb's remote control into space, and then the threatening gunmen were also taken away by him.

After losing these two powerful weapons, these bandits face Fang Yuanshan and face giants like children, without any power to fight back.

"ah..."

"Pongpong..."

"ah...."

A middle-aged woman screamed loudly when the bandits shot, and her abundant lung capacity had never stopped since he started killing.

"Crazy!"

The bandits cut off in the waist, splashing blood and rotten stomachs everywhere. A bandit standing on the deck, holding a hostage in his left arm and kept retreating, and the fully automatic weapon in his right hand stared at the hostage's head, while he was still talking loudly.

"call"

Fang Yuanshan, who appeared in front of him like a breeze, slashed the long sword in his hand diagonally. When the bandit wearing a hood was still saying something, his head suddenly flew out of the deck, and his upper and lower jaws were still moving in mid-air.

“Oh f.uck, f.uck…”

The white hostage who felt something was wrong suddenly sprayed with blood coming out of his neck and looked back. When he wiped his face, he realized that the bandit who was still strangling his neck had only one torso left, and his head had long disappeared.

Ignoring the hostages who were vomiting loudly there, he turned around and looked at the twenty remaining bandits on the boat, and said coldly in English: "Put down the gun, then squat on the ground with both hands in their arms!"

Step by step, those who understood the people put down their weapons and squatted down after struggling for a while. There were still several men who didn't know whether they didn't understand English or wanted to resist, and hugged the hostages in their arms and leaned towards the side of the ship.

A cold light flashed in the air, and with a "click", the arm of the gun-carrying bandit fell on the iron plate of the ship gang. At the same time, the falling pistol also made a crisp sound.

"ah..."

The bandit with disconnection covered his arms and screamed wildly. I don’t know if it was the sudden blow that made him lose his mind or could not believe that his arm was gone. He even squatted down and picked up his broken hand and pressed it on his arm.

"Puff"

"Gulu..."

Another knife passed through the air, and the bandit's head rolled down from his neck. After rolling for a few rounds, the hood on it fell, revealing a face that was dying with no eyes!

"ah..."

The hostage was taken after five seconds before he remembered something, and then he cried with heart-wrenching shouts, then he squatted on the ground and covered his face and cried loudly!

Seeing that he did not attack the bandits squatting on the ground, several masked men simply let go of the hostages and knelt on the ground with a "thump"!

"call out"

When these men surrendered when the situation was not good, one of their right ears fell from their faces. When the pain came, Fang Yuanshan said disgusted: "Shut up, if you dare to scream, just die!"

On the entire yacht, everyone except Fang Yuanshan squatted down. Seeing that the situation had been controlled, the military and police outside the port began to run towards this side at a rapid speed.

"f.uck, so cruel!"

"Shut up, you can say this?"

"vomit..."

After scolding his subordinates for their indecisive words, the team leader Donaldson Heford, who had seen Fang Yuanshan's methods, lie down on the fence beside the boat and vomited heavily.

He didn't stay here for a long time, and after seeing nothing, he left here. As for how to deal with Colombia and what kind of public relations methods to use, it was not within his consideration. Now Barranquilla still has things waiting for him to solve, and he has no time to delay.

He took off his training uniform outside and changed into clean clothes. After getting back on the military car, he apologized to Murong Tian: "Colombia is in trouble recently, and it will be fine after this period of time."

"Uh...it's okay!"

Murong Tian, ​​who had just been taken to the base by Andrevich, had a handsome face full of shock. Hundreds of burly men, all of whom were over 1.8 meters tall, were fully armed, and had long spears and short cannons on their bodies, looking very terrifying.

These are pretty good, the key is that those people called the driver the "supervisor" and the superior called his sister-in-law "boss", which made him extremely terrified to think about it carefully.
Chapter completed!