Chapter 249 (1/2)
Back in the car from the alley, Lilith was still thinking about the meaning of those conversations, ”eagle eye, do you mean some kind of power? What is a widow, a code of action? Women?
Or some kind of code name, green fat man, what does that mean
”And Captain and winter. Captain means Hogan? So winter is the man who just opened the door? They're a couple of fags... ”
The more she thought about it, the more confused Lilith was about to break down. She couldn't help but scratch her soft hair into a mess.
”Is she stimulated?” Wang Dagou took the document and asked.
”Who knows.” Hogan twitched around the corner of his eyes, thinking, ”I hope the man just now is not winter, or I can't help but want to kill him.”
”Lilith.” He flipped through it at will, and Wang Dagou threw the document to Lilith in the front row. He said sarcastically, ”it seems that your rebels do not belong to the order of justice.”
Selling laundry powder, slaughtering tribes, controlling young men and children to fight for him, twisting the hearts of those children with the blood of their relatives and turning them into killing machines.
Seeing the above information about Gus, Lilith closed the document coldly. ”Of course he is not. We are.”
The car circled around the city. After half a noise, it was sure that there was no pursuer, and then suddenly turned into a quiet street.
On both sides of the street are clean and tidy shops, occasionally you can see some luxury stores, as well as the sailor club run by the y people.
All the people who live here are senior colonial officials and middle-level generals of the military.
However, according to Wang Dagou's information, the guy named Gus is hiding here, and he is enjoying the happiness of all.
”How did you say he got the governor's daughter?” Lying on the roof of a three story building, fireman Hassen couldn't help asking.
”Maybe he has some merit that makes the lady want to stop.” Frank the blaster grinned.
”Be quiet.” Reda, a sniper on the rooftop, interrupts their conversation.
”Did you find him?” They looked at each other with a smile, and Hassen crawled forward to him and asked.
”There's no one in the living room. Wait a minute.” The window of the opposite apartment is only 30 meters away from Rida, whose muzzle has been aimed at the living room.
Until a young girl appeared in the living room, his shoulder naturally raised, the muzzle of the gun was pressed down from the roof to reveal a small section.
The girl's face with a pure smile, looking for something in the room, and then picked up a thing in the corner, suddenly turned back to laugh.
It was a leather whip with a bunch of spikes on the top.
With the girl's gaily padded feet and skipping forward, Rida's muzzle was fine tuned with her movement.
He thought she would go straight back to the room with the curtains closed, and he needed to wait.
But then a rough man, naked and full of chest hair, stepped forward and put his arm around her waist.
Bang!
The glass broke at the sound of the gunshot. The governor's daughter, who had just been hugged by the ”master”, trembled instinctively after the gunshot sounded, and then a stream of heat was sprayed on her face.
”Ah ~ ~” scream sounded, Rida had put away his rifle and quickly left the roof with two companions.
Guards and police, alarmed by gunfire, poured into the street, leaving no trace of cars parked under the roof opposite.
For two days in a row, all the high-level members of the ”people's Resistance Army” organized by GAis died in a strange way.
Some died in the country's plantations, some in the dancers' beds, and others in the secret bases where they were hiding.