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Gongsun Yingwei smiled coldly: "Surrender? Childish!"

"Come up if you have the courage, I am not afraid to kill another person."

These words immediately made the bodyguard slow down, and the muzzle of the gun was slightly lowered. This guy killed people from south to north, and he specially attacked arms dealers. He killed the [-]th arms dealer of Shangsheng Company, which made Laklin want to Fast after division.

It's not that he kills the most, but that he kills the most important people.

When the leader of Johnson frowned slightly, Gongsun Yingwei grabbed Lak Jesse fiercely again, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth:

"Lack Jesse! Indian, brother of Laklim, the president of Shangsheng Company and the leader of the super arms dealer, the boss of Syrian Arthur Company...that's outstanding!"

"However, I am afraid that it will no longer exist after today."

There was a grin on his face: "I will end his life."

"Put down your weapon! I'll give you a way out!"

Johnson, the leader of the team, looked gloomy for a moment, and his hand holding the gun tightened. He didn't expect that Gongsun Yingwei knew the details of Lark Jesse, and the rescue would be troublesome now.He then waved the bodyguard to slow down so as not to provoke him.

The horse-faced bodyguard squinted his eyes and glanced at Gongsun Yingwei who was gradually moving away. He was a tall, young man with brows drawn into his temples and a peaceful expression. He looked very handsome. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would marry him. The killer; but standing there, he gave people a very powerful and exclusive feeling, which made it impossible for people to easily ignore his existence, and it was also impossible for people to underestimate what he said.

It's just that the occasional ferocity and viciousness in Gongsun Yingwei's eyes made the bodyguard on the horse face frown. It was a kind of reflex of killing and killing, just like the blaze when he killed large beasts in the Nordic mountains, but he The horse-faced bodyguard killed wild animals, but Gongsun Yingwei killed people.

Then the horse-faced bodyguard set his eyes on Johnson again. He was a middle-aged man in his forties. His body wrapped in a cloak was a bit thin, but it felt like it was made of steel bars, with dark black eyes. With the faint phosphorescence like a carnivore, his iron blood and toughness can be clearly seen.

Compared with Gongsun Yingwei, Johnson is more shrewd.

"Johnson, you are known as a silver-clothed bodyguard." Gongsun Yingwei looked at Johnson, the leader of the team not far away, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth:

"I chased Lao Tzu for thousands of kilometers, what's the result? You just kept me up for a few days, but the fur was not damaged at all, but I left many of you behind, Johnson, I'm afraid that your silver bodyguard brand will be removed after today gone."

"Damn! It's really lively today."

The skinny bodyguard showed a little excitement, "Now I have hope for the bodyguard in silver."

Every industry has a small group of people who stand on the pyramid and are admired by others. The silver-clothed bodyguards are the elite of the elite bodyguards of Shangsheng Company. Those who win this title need to refer to the detection rate, public reputation, and annual competition results. It is quite difficult to make a comprehensive decision after referring to five years.

There are only ten people in the entire Shangsheng Company enjoying this honor, and the ones who are more powerful than them are the bodyguards in golden clothes who have never seen the end of the dragon. They are the two treasures of the Shangsheng Company, the immortal pride of the Shangsheng Company, but they only exist in legends In reality, no one knows their identities, not even their faces.

It was rumored that it was necessary to protect them, so the silver-clothed bodyguards were considered overbearing.

A murderous look flashed across the face of the horse-faced bodyguard, but he quickly returned to calmness. At this time, Johnson took a step forward with a submachine gun in his hand, with a resolute look on his face: "Gongsun Yingwei, stop talking nonsense! You have only one way to survive today." And a dead end, surrender, live! Resist, die! There is no third way!"