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Chapter 289 [Crazy Martinez]

Seven or eight off-road vehicles were parked in an abandoned factory.

Looking at the group of people walking out of the car, Martinez took Victor quickly to greet him, "Mr. Joyce, thank you for coming here for help this time."

Joyce glanced at the two of them and said calmly: "You're welcome, just talk about the situation. Mr. Carter didn't tell me too much."

Martinez smiled and said, "Okay. But before that, I think you are tired of driving. You might as well go in and sit down and talk. I have arranged it inside to welcome you, Mr. Joyce."

Joyce nodded, turned to the team members behind him and said, "Okay, let's go with them to rest first."

"It's the captain!" Everyone responded, followed behind Martinez's younger brother next to him and walked into the rest area that had been prepared in the factory to rest.

"Please do this."

Seeing that he had arranged his subordinates, Martinez waved his hand and invited Joyce to walk to another room in the factory.

This is a secret base of the Skeleton Gang, with a large amount of arms piled up inside. Usually, except for the guards, few people come here to get weapons.

moment.

After the three of them took their seats, Martinez was about to pour wine for Joyce, but the other party reached out to stop him and said, "Mr. Martinez, just tell me who the target is this time. Mr. Carter hopes that I will help you solve this problem as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Martinez twitched his lips, slowly lowered his hand holding the bottle, and squeezed out a smile and said, "Of course, Victor, report to Mr. Joyce the information we have collected."

"yes."

Victor next to him frowned. He was not very cunning. He would have been so angry that he was so disrespectful to Joyce. If he hadn't known that it was someone sent by the Bay Group, he would have been angry long ago according to his personality.

"John Rambo, we investigated that he had served as a soldier in the Vietnam War and now lives in the town of Apache, Arizona, but we sent people to investigate that he and his family had moved out, and we don't know where he went."

"John Rambo? Have you been a soldier in the Vietnam War?"

Joyce raised his eyebrows. He had never heard of this name and had participated in the Vietnam War. I think he was at least fifty years old? He was so old that he was unlikely to be a member of the American gangster? After thinking about it, he asked again: "Where is another person?"

Victor shook his head: "Who is the other Asian? We did not investigate useful information at the Immigration and Exit Administration."

Joyce asked again: "You said before that he had taken out something like an umbrella that could withstand your bullets?"

"Yes? This is a videotape taken from the surveillance video." Martinez, beside him, interjected, took out a cell phone from his pocket and handed it to the other party.

Joyce took the phone? It was already displayed on the playback status? He looked at it seriously.

The video quality is not vague, but because it is at night, the shot is not particularly clear.

At the beginning, a group of people surrounded an old man with a little gray hair? They bent down and beat each other up? At this moment, a head was poked out in the lower right corner of the video. He stood up and looked at the situation on the platform, and immediately squatted back. When it appeared again, two pistols were added to his hand.

Accompanied by the crackling sound of gunfire and the gunfire came out? Seven or eight members of the Skeleton Gang who surrounded the old man fell down in an instant.

Seeing this scene? Joyce frowned suddenly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

I quickly returned and read it again.

This look? Joyce was even more shocked.

He clearly saw that the Asian man was holding two revolvers in his hand? If he didn't consider adding magazines, there should be only twelve bullets, and after he fired the gun, the number of people who fell to the ground was exactly twelve.

In other words, every time this person fires, one person gets shot.

The most important thing is that the Asian man shoots very fast. Based on the naked eye alone, it can only take two or three seconds from getting up to aiming.

This man's marksmanship is fast and accurate, and he is definitely not an ordinary person!

As the video continued, when he saw the man taking out an umbrella to block his body and firing bullets from the head of the umbrella, even Joyce had never seen this black technological equipment when he was in the army. He knew at a glance that he was definitely a special agent of a certain country.

Joyce finally couldn't recognize him and asked, "How did you mess with him?"

"What?" Martinez heard something in Joyce's words.

Joyce said bluntly: "This man's marksmanship is very accurate. Every bullet hits your people. The black umbrella he took out and the things he threw out were suspected to be grenades. I suspect he might be an agent sent by a certain country."

"Agent?" Victor was stunned at first, and suddenly said in surprise: "Can it be sent by the CIA?"

Joyce frowned: "CIA? Why did you get involved with the CIA?"

"us……"

Before Victor could speak, Martinez coughed and took over the topic and said, "We worked with a gang in Europe not long ago, and shipped a batch of goods from the United States and Mexico to them."

"A batch of goods? How much?" Joyce naturally knew what Martinez did and also knew how much goods he mentioned. If he wanted to alarm the CIA, the quantity of this batch of goods should be not low.

“200!”

"200 people! You guys are crazy!"

Joyce stared wide, never expecting that Martinez was so crazy, and he sent five hundred people from Mexico and the United States to Europe at once. This was the era of black slaves a hundred years ago. If you took two hundred people away and transported them to Europe, two hundred families would put pressure on the government. No wonder the CIA would send people here.

Victor said disdainfully: "What's the point of 200 people? The next time we cooperate will be 500 people! Could it be that the CIA people can still send troops to fight!"

"Enough of Victor!"

Seeing his arrogant attitude, Martinez scolded and turned to Joyce and said, "Mr. Joyce, this is our business. Mr. Carter asked you to help us, not question how we cooperate with others. If you have any opinions, you can tell Mr. Carter now."

The Bay Group is mainly engaged in drug trafficking, but it does not only rely on drug trafficking to make money. It has been established for decades and they are involved in any gray business.

This time, Martinez made a big profit by reaching a cooperation with Europe. The Bay Group could also collect more money and expand the poison sales channels in Europe. I think Mr. Carter would not care about it. After all, Mr. Carter did even more crazy than this back then.

Joyce looked at Martinez deeply, stood up and said, "My mission is to protect you for a while. If necessary, I will help you solve these two people. During this period, I will live here. As long as you find the whereabouts of these two people, I will notify me directly. As for other matters, I will not care about anything."

"No problem Mr. Joyce."

After seeing Joyce off, only Martinez and Victor remained in the room.

"This guy is really arrogant and stinky!" Victor was angry. He was one of the bosses of the Skeleton Helper. He can be said to be the overlord of the gangster in this city. He is used to being arrogant on weekdays. Today, he felt unhappy when he saw another person who was even more arrogant than him.

"Okay, Joyce was sent by Mr. Carter to help us solve the problem. I will leave when things are over. There is no need to talk much nonsense to him."

Although Martinez was also unhappy with Joyce, he would not show it on his face. He comforted him and continued, "Send someone to Tantan again and buy another batch of weapons from that boy Jace. I have a gut feeling that these two people should not have left Mexico yet."

Speaking of this, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in Martinez's eyes. He was used to being a gangster boss. Suddenly, a person who almost killed him came out. According to his vindictive character, he would never give up.

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