From arms dealer to king of war

There were huge flashes and noises, and even Captain America had to shout, "I feel dizzy" when he came. Of course, the people guarding the door of the office were even more unbearable...

Wearing noise-canceling headphones, Qiao Jia and the others avoided this problem and rushed over quickly after the explosion.

'Spur' and Dorian were particularly worried that Boss Qiao would rush too fiercely. They stood at the door and looked at each other, then decisively rushed in with guns.

When Qiao Jia wanted to follow up, he was squeezed by the tall Ayu, and he could only rush in after Ayu. The 1.9-meter tall man could only hear the gunshot, but was blocked by Ayu and could not see anything. arrive……

After Ayou got out of the way, Qiao Jia's vision suddenly broadened.

Originally, he wanted to complain, but when he saw Ayou's honest and ugly face, Qiao Jia helplessly patted her on the back and said, "Don't block me in the future. This is actually a bit dangerous."

Ayu patted her chest and said nothing, which meant that bullets could not hurt her...

Qiao Jia knew how much these people cared about him. He shook his head slightly and said, "I mean you have to let me fire a few shots. Isn't it just for excitement that a big boss like me rushes forward like this?

The enemies I choose are all weak, there is no big problem with safety, and you have to let me have fun...

I know myself, and the more you do this, the more I want to pursue excitement! "

Ayou nodded in understanding, strode into the office, bent down to pick up a few people who were not dead, and threw them on the sofa. Then he arranged the bodies so that everyone could start. place.

Qiao Jia watched Dorian put his phone in the faces of those people, took pictures and sent them to Thompson. He waved to the Spurs and said: "After carefully cleaning the second floor, and then send some clothes downstairs, I I guess the alley must be very lively..."

As he spoke, Qiao Jia walked to a huge one-way floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the lobby of the nightclub below, and sighed: "These signal flags are really good..."

Medical Officer Bird came over to take a look, shook his head and said: "It's too dark. If you do what they do, it will take a lot of medical resources to stay alive."

Qiao Jia looked at the corpses below. Except for a few corpses, most of them had their legs shot. He shook his head and smiled and said: "I like this kind of soldiers who obey orders.

I just said I would kick my legs if it was convenient, and it seems that they are particularly convenient now..."

While Qiaojia was joking, Dorian received a message from Thompson. He shouted to Qiaojia: "Boss, we found it. This guy's name is Eugene. He is the number three figure in the Russian gang and is responsible for the skin and flesh business."

After hearing this, Qiao Jia turned around and walked to the front of the sofa. He saw a strong man with a sinewy face looking at him with fierce eyes. He smiled, turned the muzzle of the gun and shot through the palm of his hand that was supporting him on the sofa...

Seeing Eugene's painful scream, the two people next to him shrank to the sides in panic. He smiled, nodded, and said, "Sir, do you know why I came to see you?"

Eugene covered his injured hand, glared at Qiao Jia, and shouted: "No matter who you are, you have to pay the price..."

Qiao Jia didn't like this kind of toughness, so he turned the gun again and shot Eugene through the foot.

Then he looked at Eugene who fell to the ground and huddled in pain, and said with a smile: "I'm going to ask questions now. You don't have to answer me, I will continue to hurt you..."

As he spoke, Qiao Jia sat on the coffee table, pulled out a pistol and pointed it at Eugene's knee, saying, "Who asked you to send people to Presbyterian Hospital?"

Eugene was stunned for a moment and shouted loudly: "I don't know, if you dare, just kill me..."

"boom"

Joga pulled the trigger, and the bullet penetrated Eugene's knee...

The vicious explosive bullet burrowed into the side of Eugene's knee, and when it encountered an obstacle, it exploded inside, shattering large chunks of tendon...

Qiao Jia watched Eugene fight his head to the ground in pain, and howled like a lone wolf.

After sighing that the Russian gangsters were tough, Qiao Jia said to the medical officer Niao next to him: "Stop his bleeding first, and we'll ask questions after he calms down."

As he spoke, Qiao Jia pointed his gun at the other guy on the sofa and said: "Whoever can answer the question I just asked, I will let him go...

If you don't tell me when I count to three, then don't blame me..."

As soon as Qiao Jia finished speaking, Ayou picked up a guy and put them close together.

Qiao Jia looked at the panic expressions of the two people. He suddenly covered his eyes and raised his hand to shoot...

It was as if a bullet fired at random grazed a fat man's cheek and took off most of his ear.

Then Boss Qiao started counting...

"1...2..."

There was no need for Qiao to count to three. The guy with the knocked-out ear shouted in panic: "I said, I said, it was arranged by our boss. Someone gave our boss a sum of money and asked him to send someone." Kill a guy named Eric.

The man said that Eric was an important witness in a case, so he had to die..."

Qiao Jia was stunned for a moment, put down his gun and looked at the fat man who spoke, and said, "Did you send someone to do it when Eric was poisoned in the hotel?"

The fat man was stunned for a moment, shook his head desperately and said, "No, no, our people don't understand such methods."

After hearing this, Qiao Jia nodded and said, "OK, give me a name and you can leave."

The fat man listened. After hesitating for a while, he shook his head helplessly and said, "I don't know that person's name. Our boss called him Yuri, but we all know that's not his real name..."

Qiao Jia was very satisfied with the fat man's cooperation, so he swung his pistol and said: "Tell me where your safe is, and you can leave after opening it..."

Upon hearing this, the fat man glanced at the boss lying on the ground in horror, and found that Eugene was staring at him with fierce eyes.

When the fat man saw this situation, he simply gritted his teeth and said, "Sir, I will die if I go out. I have a message for you. Can you help me leave the United States?"

Qiao Jia was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile and said, "No problem, but you just have to be imprisoned for a while. I promise to send you to Canada or Mexico."

The fat man pointed to an obviously pretentious bookshelf behind the executive desk and said, "The safe is at the back..."

As he spoke, the fat man swallowed, looked at Qiao Jia and said, "Sir, what kind of guarantee can I get?"

Qiao Jia was amused by the fat man's caution. He waved his hand and said, "I'm not here to target you. In fact, I want you to go out and spread what happened here.

The news is blocked, how can I make people afraid of me?

My name is Jackal, the boss of P·B Military Contracting Company, your people want to harm my friends, so I am here..."

After hearing this, the fat man reached out and touched his injured and bleeding ear, and said painfully: "But we haven't..."

Qiao Jia waved his hand to stop this guy and said: "You thought about it, so you deserve to die!

Hurry up, I'm in a hurry, I have to talk to your boss Boris, and I want to ask him personally, who gave him the courage to target my people? "

Upon hearing this, the fat man hesitated for a while and then said: "Our boss Eugene's fingerprint can open the safe. There is cash and many videos of big shots soliciting prostitutes..."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Jia whistled and said with a smile: "This is good news..."

As he spoke, he waved to Ayu and asked her to lift Eugene, who was gradually losing strength, and drag him to the side of the bookshelf. Then he pushed the heavy bookshelf hard to reveal the safe behind it.

Seeing Ayou holding Eugene's hand and pressing it against the safe, and then Dorian turned the handle and opened the safe, he nodded with satisfaction and raised his gun to shoot down another gang leader who was trying to get away with it.

This guy didn't say a word since the fat man opened his mouth. His eyes kept moving around, not knowing what he was thinking.

Qiao Jia doesn't care what this guy is thinking. If you don't cooperate, I will kill you and leave Fatty alone. He will cooperate more safely.

Sure enough, when the fat man saw Ayou stepping on Eugene's neck, he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Sir, our boss took people to Long Island. He has a list of black police officers in his hand, so he locked it up In the safe at his residence.

I know where he lives..."

After hearing this, Qiao Jia smiled and said, "Congratulations, you saved your life.

I will ask people from the Ministry of Justice to give you an agreement to taint witnesses. You need to tell the police who will guard you in detail what you have done..."

The fat man was obviously more knowledgeable. He pointed at his nose and said, "Me, can I identify the entire gang by myself?"

Qiao Jiaxao smiled and said: "Isn't it enough? How many more people are needed to testify against a gangster whose bosses are all dead?

Anyone can come and convict you as long as they can write a report!

Brother, you are now a 'credit'. Be honest and join the tainted witness list, and I can find a place in Canada that is not too remote for you to live.

This is what P·B does! "

After hearing this, the fat man suddenly came to life. He picked up a piece of tablecloth and covered his injured ear, and said: "Sir, I will show you the way..."

Qiao Jia waved his hand to indicate that he was not in a hurry, and turned to look at the wide open safe...

There is indeed a lot of cash inside, as the fat man said...

But the quantifier "a lot" used by this guy is not particularly accurate, because the so-called safe is not a "cabinet" but a room.

In a room about four meters by six meters, except for an iron shelf filled with plastic boxes, everything else was filled with money.

Dorian held up his mobile phone and leaned against the pile of money to take a few selfies, then took out a few piles to check, and said with a smile: "Boss, they are all small bills of 10 yuan and 20 yuan...

What do we do with this? "

Qiao Jia waved his hand and said: "Take photos and keep the certificate, then ask our people to come and pack them all up and take them back.

We have a contract with people from the Department of Homeland Security, and 30% of it belongs to us. "

As Qiao Jia was about to get up and let the fat man lead the way to the gang boss's home, Thompson's phone call came to Qiao Jia...

After Qiao Jia got through, he said, "What's the matter? I've gained something, and I'm about to ask someone to lead me to the next stop.

Get rid of that black boss, and then we can get down to business..."

Thompson on the other end of the phone said: "Boss, I have been paying attention to the phone location of the gang boss, but I discovered a strange phenomenon."

After hearing this, Qiao Jia frowned and said, "Don't be so pretentious, what happened?"

Thompson said: “Boss, Boris of the Russian gang is currently in a manor on Long Island, and Miss Monica happened to be attending a cocktail party there.

The convener of the reception was Howard, an investor on Wall Street. According to our information, he has some relationship with the Speaker of the House of Representatives.

What Howard is holding there today is a cocktail party for the Democratic Party to support the election..."

After hearing this, Qiao Jia said decisively: "Inform Monica to retreat..."

Thompson said helplessly: “I have called Miss Monica’s bodyguards, but no one answered their phone.

I thought something might have happened, but I couldn't imagine how Howard dared to do such a thing at a cocktail party he convened. "

As he spoke, Thompson heard Qiao Jia's heavy breathing, and he immediately said: "Boss, they have no reason to target Miss Monica. If something goes wrong with Miss Monica, it will definitely be against you in the end.

We'd better be fully prepared..."

After hearing this, Qiao Jia sneered and said: "Preparation? No, I am always ready!"

……………………

Monica sat on the sofa in Howard's study, facing Howard's greedy eyes, she shook her head sympathetically...

Monica took out a pack of cigarettes from her handbag, lit one, and said to Howard, who always maintained a gentlemanly demeanor, "Sir, you made a wrong choice..."

As she spoke, Monica turned her head to a man standing by the window, shook her head and said, "Mr. Harlot, you know my boss's temper. If Mr. Howard is your friend, then you will kill him."

After hearing this, Harold limped up to Monica, looked down at this extremely beautiful woman, and said with cold eyes: "Someone wants to negotiate with the Jackal, but I think he will die. Jackals are in the interest of the majority.”

Monica smiled sarcastically upon hearing this and said: "But you still have to meet with me to negotiate, because your master wants to negotiate.

What do you think my boss will do when he meets you? "

Monica shook her head and said, "Do you remember what my boss told you?

He said that as long as you dare to reach out to his people, he will take out your intestines...

He is a man of his word, but you hid it too well in the past.

I really didn’t expect you would send yourself in front of him..."

Harlot's pupils shrank violently. As a person who has fully experienced Boss Qiao's revenge style, he lowered his head and pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "He must first come here alive, and then be completely unmoved in the face of temptation... …

Someone has prepared an extremely lucrative contract for him, it depends on whether he has the ability to see it..."

After hearing this, Monica reached out to put the cigarette in her hand on the edge of the ashtray, then reached out to gather her long hair and tie it up...

The exaggerated bust easily attracted the attention of the two men. Monica took advantage of this moment to turn the ring on her right index finger, causing a tiny poisonous needle to come out...

Seeing Harold's severe coldness, Monica smiled, picked up the cigarette, took a puff gracefully, and said: "Then you are dead. If I were you, I would run away..."