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Chapter 640 Armed Attack

Although I don’t know what chess Moore is playing, the other party’s show of kindness is true at this time. +≈ top +≈ dot +≈ small +≈ say, ww↘w.2⊥3wx.c▲om No matter how hypocrisy is mixed in sincerity, at least the attitude is indeed friendly and serious.

This is Dadabu, this is Moore's territory. No one can sweep his face, and no one can challenge him here. Even if Xiao Yuanchao and Marcus are strong, they have to follow the rules.

This rule is not Moore's rule, but the usual rule of doing things. If Moore is killed because of a grudge a few years ago, I'm afraid no one can control the next scene.

"Haha, I have forgotten everything in the past. After all, it is much better to have more friends in this world than to have more enemies." Xiao Yuanchao said to Moore with a smile: "I have always admired you very much. Do you know why?"

"Oh? Why?" Moore asked.

"Because you can snatch the weapon from me, I admire this alone!"

"Hahaha... I won the awards and won the prizes. I didn't know Mount Tai at the beginning. Fortunately, you didn't care about me, otherwise..." Moore showed a bitter look and reached out to scratch his neck and said, "I've been wiped out in my sleep."

Both parties started chatting in a joke, treating everything that happened in the past as a topic of conversation after meeting again. The atmosphere was harmonious and harmonious, which made people feel very comfortable.

But Li Linglong was still staring at Moore, her eyes full of wild coldness.

She doesn't have any human nature and lacks extra expressions. Usually, there is no difference between people and beasts in Li Linglong's eyes, and they are all her prey.

Of course, except for some people who are not her prey, such as Xiao Yuanchao, it is not. Because Xiao Yuanchao is like her master, when she walked out of Kangba, she vowed to follow Xiao Yuanchao for the rest of her life.

Feeling Li Linglong's cold and wild gaze as if he was looking at his prey, a faint fear flashed through Moore's eyes.

How could he not be afraid? He was unable to dig out the hunter by all the men in the city, and he didn't even know when the other party left. Just this alone, he had reason to believe that he would be wiped out by someone in his sleep.

“Moo…moo…”

"Cow! Cow! Cow!…"

Hou Xiaolan, who was covered in watermelon juice on her face, heard the cow's cries and shouted excitedly, running towards the ten cows held by Moore.

After running to the cow, Hou Xiaolan happily stroked the cow's body, and her expression simply reached a state of obsession.

Hou Xiaolan is petite and looks like an ordinary girl with no attack power at all. In fact, this girl's close attack power is indeed poor, and she cannot compare with Baby, or even with Ding Dong.

But if you underestimate her, the price you pay can only be described as horror.

There are too few Hou Xiaolan when she needs to take action. Once she takes action, she will inevitably be full of corpses.

Moore looked at Hou Xiaolan several times, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Ten Thousands of People." Xiao Yuanchao pointed at Hou Xiaolan who was wandering around the cattle and said to Moore: "Don't underestimate this girl. Many years ago, she once removed all the Amazon bases of Zhukov training camp. Hundreds of mercenaries died completely, and no one left, haha."

Xiao Yuanchao said with a smile, carefully observing Moore's eyes.

Hearing these words, Moore's eyes widened instantly, and he looked at the innocent Hou Xiaolan in disbelief. He knew that Xiao Yuanchao would not lie to him because there was no need to deceive him.

When his eyes widened and he showed disbelief, all the thoughts surrounding Hou Xiaolan disappeared in an instant.

Detaining? Hostage?

Moore's original idea was correct to dispel him. If he took Hou Xiaolan as a hostage...

Li Linglong dared not provoke Hou Xiaolan, and even Xiao Yuanchao did not dare to provoke Hou Xiaolan. Because Hou Xiaolan's horror was beyond everyone's perception, but her horror was covered by innocence, making people unable to find the most real side.

"There are no weak soldiers under the command of the strong general!" Moore said with emotion: "Sometimes I really envy you. If I have such talents..."

Before he could finish his words, a convoy of five or six jeeps appeared in the south, and was flying towards him with yellow dust.

The jeep was full of militants holding weapons, and even heavy machine guns were installed on the jeep. It was mighty and full of murderous intent, like a unique desert storm.

"Damn, the Somali Liberal Party!" Moore cursed, turned to Xiao Yuanchao and Marcus and said: "Sorry, I have to go in for a while because of the rules."

After saying that, Moore immediately entered the city with his own people and left Xiao Yuanchao and his men outside the city.

His movements were very fast, very fast, as if he was afraid of being involved in trouble. Rules, perhaps this is the rule.

This guy is too cunning. Those who shouldn't interfere will never interfere, or rather, they are: they will never interfere in things that have no interests.

But this was too heartless. He threw Xiao Yuan outward and threw it to the Somalia Liberal Party.

Xiao Yuanchao and the Somali Liberal Party are not grudges, but hatred. In order to rescue Xu Yibing, he killed many of the Somali Liberal Party members, and made the Macaron of the Somali Liberal Party unable to stand up for the rest of his life. In comparison, the matter between them and Moore is nothing.

The jeep came quickly, carrying rolling yellow sand and dust, which was fan-shaped and trapped Xiao Yuanqiao and them tightly.

All the militants picked up the rifles in their hands to lock them, and the heavy machine guns on the jeep were also mounted and pointed at them.

In this case, they could not escape at all. They sold it, and were sold by Moore!

"Somali Liberal Party? It hasn't appeared here for a long time..." Marcus gently clenched his fist and whispered to Xiao Yuanchao: "Don't act rashly for the time being."

"I want to act rashly, but can I move?" Xiao Yuanchao said helplessly: "Do you think I am a god or you are a god? A hundred meters away is locked by dozens of rifles, who can escape?"

No one can escape, even if Xiao Yuanchao and Marcus are outrageously strong, they cannot escape under such circumstances.

Let alone them, even if a person is here, he will have to be sieve!

"KaKaKa..."

The sound of the shooting sounded loudly, and Xiao Yuanchao became a turtle in a jar.

All members of the Somali Liberal Party are ready to wait for the order to be issued.

And the order is on the last jeep that is slowly driving over!

The jeep at the end was very slow. Because it was slow, there was not much bump, and the people sitting on it were much more comfortable.

And the person sitting firmly on it...

Macarons!

The leader of the Liberal Party, while rescuing Xu Yibing, was shot by Xiao Yuanchao and others in the spine, and he would never stand up again!

Macaron was wearing sunglasses that could cover half of his face, making his expression impossible.
Chapter completed!
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