Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 525 Confrontation
Song Heping and Jiang Feng were in a group, one on the left and one on the right, approaching the crowd from behind.

In the back seat of the car, the White Bear couple was in charge of the Toyota, and they also approached from the left and right.

Before they could open fire, the hunter's car behind them had already opened fire.

As soon as I got off the car, the motorcycle was about twenty meters away from the vehicle.

Just as Song Heping guessed, among the two helmeted killers in the car, the one in the back seat had already pulled out an Uzi submachine gun.

This type of motorcycle killer is common in Mexico.

All drug lord gangs have a group of killers who are responsible for assassinations. Most of them are orphans. After being recruited by the gang, they receive simple training. They are told to be ruthless. They drive a motorcycle close to the target person, then quickly shoot and drive away.

But this killer carries a high risk.

But the rewards are also extremely high.

As long as you survive, you will not only receive generous bonuses, but also be promoted to certain positions, and your status in the underworld will also rise accordingly.

Therefore, when it comes to the degree of despotism, this type of killer is more reckless than ordinary drug cartel members and does not take his own life seriously.

However, no matter how reckless they are, they have not received formal military training after all, and there is still a certain gap between them and the veterans under Song Heping.

Before the man even reached the car, he had already pulled out a gun and revealed his true identity.

This job is a bit rough.

Of course, the hunter didn't give in. He used the car door as a cover, and placed his M4A1 assault rifle directly against the door for simple support, then fired a burst of shots.

bang bang——

The bullet passed through the rider's body and then penetrated the gunman's body.

The motorcycle lost control and slid to the ground, leaving a trail of sparks on the road.

"Watch out for the blue pickup truck on the left!"

At the same time he fired, he issued a warning to Disaster Star, Barrett and Moretti.

Disaster said to Moretti: "You cover, Barrett, you come with me."

The two men pointed their guns at a blue pickup truck parked behind them.

The four people in the car saw that Zaixing and others had pointed their guns at them, and complicated expressions appeared on their faces.

The hunter walked towards the motorcyclist with his gun drawn.

The two men were already lying on the ground. The rider was dead, and the gunman was still squirming, even reaching out to pick up the gun that fell a few meters away.

"court death."

The hunter didn't hesitate and fired two more shots at the two men.

bang bang——

bang bang——

Both of them died completely.

After doing all this, the hunter immediately turned to the blue pickup truck and approached it from different directions in coordination with the two disaster stars.

At the red light ahead, Song Heping and others had surrounded two suspicious cars.

Both groups of people were located at the rear side of the vehicle. This position had an advantage: the people inside the vehicle had to turn around to shoot, and the car was very crowded. It would be very inconvenient to turn the muzzle of a long gun, as the movement would be too big and it would take time, giving the people outside the car enough time to react and fire.

"Hands up and get out of the car!"

Song Heping shouted in Spanish.

When people on the street saw what was happening, they were so scared that they hid in shops and street corners, sticking half of their heads out to watch the excitement.

"Get out of the car! Don't do anything stupid! The police will be here soon!"

Before getting off the car, Song Heping had already called the police.

Although I know that the police are useless in Mexico.

But at least calling the police is a report, which makes the murder more justifiable.

What's more, he now has CIA documents and identity, and he just helped the Mexican government capture Shorty and others, so it is normal for him to be retaliated and killed.

The people in the car are moving.

But he didn't get off the bus.

It seems they are also hesitating.

Song Heping vaguely saw someone drawing a spear.

"We have guns! Kill them!"

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Jiang Feng and others, who had been unable to contain themselves for a long time, immediately fired a burst of shots at the two cars.

Bullet holes appeared in the car window, and white glass fragments flew out.

Blood spurted out, staining the glass red. He fired, and the people in the blue pickup truck behind him panicked, and one of them also started to draw his gun.

Before he could pull it out, there were already several bloody holes on his body.

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The group behind also opened fire to eliminate the threat.

People like Song Heping are not police officers. They are mercenaries of a defense company. They will leave no chance of survival and will kill anyone everywhere.

Soon, the gunshots stopped, and a fat woman in an innocent car opened the door, screamed, raised her hands and ran quickly to the side of the road, and soon disappeared around the corner.

Song Heping gave Jiang Feng a look, and he covered him while Jiang Feng stepped forward.

The two men approached the green Volkswagen sedan, one in front and one behind. After opening the door, Jiang Feng stepped aside.

A man fell out from inside, covered in blood, with an AK74U pistol in his hand.

After kicking the gun away, Jiang Feng glanced at the back seat.

Both people inside were dead.

Song Heping moved to the front and saw the gangster in the driver's seat leaning back in his seat, his chest heaving. He wasn't dead yet, but he was spitting out blood while breathing. It was obvious that he had been shot in the lungs and all the blood in his chest cavity had flowed into his trachea. It wasn't impossible to save him, and he could even do a pneumothoracotomy until the ambulance arrived.

But Song Heping had no intention of sparing his life. Killing one such desperate criminal would be like saving a life.

bang bang——

Song Heping fired again.

bang bang——

Others around also fired back.

Less than five minutes.

A motorcycle, a pickup truck, two cars, a total of fourteen gangsters, all went to see God.

Just when everyone had finished their work, the sound of sirens came from a distance.

Jiang Feng lit a cigarette and said to Song Heping with a smile, "Why are the police always so late?"

Song Heping said: "In Mexico, it's great to be here!"

White Bear asked, "Boss, are you still going to eat barbecue?"

Song Heping said, "Of course we'll go. Let the police clear the way for us. A group of people just died, and I don't think they'll dare to come again in a short time."

Just when Song Heping and others were attacked on the streets in the city, the road next to Altiplano Prison was also very lively.

The construction site was surrounded by Gus and a dozen prison guards.

But the foreman at the construction site was not afraid of these prison guards at all.

"You are the prison guards. We are doing construction outside your site. Why do you want us to stop work and accept inspection?!"

The foreman wearing a white helmet was very confident and didn't buy it at all.

"You're doing construction next to our prison, which poses a threat to us. We need to check if it's safe. What's wrong with that?! Get out of the way! We need to enter the construction site for inspection!"

Gus didn't expect that he would meet such a tough opponent.

A group of people working on the construction site actually dared to go against me?
"This is a municipal sewer maintenance project. If you have any questions, please call our superiors to verify. Without our superiors' orders, you are not allowed to enter here for inspection!"

The foreman was still very stubborn. He raised his hand and pointed at the warning sign next to him: "Do you know how to read?! It says here! Construction site, no entry for unauthorized persons!"

"Get out of my way!"

Gus waved his hand, and more than a dozen prison guards under his command rushed in with batons in hand.

He didn't want to reason with the foreman in front of him.

The more the foreman refused to let him look, the more Gus felt that Garnard was right, there was something fishy about this construction site!
"How dare you!"

Dozens of workers gathered around, each holding tools like iron rods, steel bars, wrenches, and crowbars...

Everything is available.

The advantage of having more people was immediately apparent.

There are many people on the construction site.

Gus was furious and reached for the pistol at his waist.

But in the end, the hand stopped.

If I shoot at the municipal construction team here without sufficient reason, I will probably be fired and even go to jail.

What's more, those guys in the municipal department are not easy to deal with. If you are unreasonable, they may really drive a manure truck to the outside of the prison gate and scatter flowers on you.

"Just wait! Brothers, let's go!"

Gus gritted his teeth and threw down some words, then walked away in disgrace with the prison guards.

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