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Aiming at the neck of the guard, he flipped his hands and the white spider silk formed into a ball like a rubber bullet, and the two fell to the ground instantly.

Peter immediately pounced on them, giving each of them a few more punches to make sure they were really unconscious.

At the same time, in order to prevent them from shouting for help when they woke up, strands of spider silk were plucked out again and their hands and feet were tied up. As for their mouths, of course they had to be wrapped seven or eight times.

Even if he used the fastest speed to get rid of the guards, when he caught up with the RV again, the passengers in the vehicle had long disappeared.

At first, I thought the meeting location might be nearby, but unfortunately I was at a loss. After walking around, I still didn't find anything.

Fortunately, the road is boundless. At this time, there was a noisy sound in the distance. Peter held the mentality of treating a dead horse as a live horse doctor, cheered up, listened to the distant sounds, and constantly adjusted the direction of progress. Came to an old factory building.

The first impression given by the factory is that it has experienced the vicissitudes of life, and the crumbling bricks on the roof are the best proof.

Peter did not dare to throw out the spider silk directly here. He could only use the hooks in his palms to carefully and slowly climb up the wall, and found a vantage point for observation at a high place.

The factory building is already brightly lit, and everyone sitting in the seats is wearing a suit and tie, looking like a business elite. At first glance, no one would suspect that this is a drug dealer's den.

If Peter hadn't clearly known the details of each of them, he would have really thought that he was in the wrong place and broke into a business meeting.

Everyone here has directly or indirectly had thousands of lives on their hands. From a legal perspective, they are even more sinful. They are a group of people who should be pulled out and shot for even 10 minutes.

Such a group of people were having a heated conversation around the table. Their words were extremely lively. No one was willing to give in. They were all looking at each other with evil intentions. The whole factory was as noisy as a vegetable market.

In the dialogue over the competition for interests, the anger in everyone's heart was rising, and the situation gradually lost control. Some people were even unable to hold back, and their weapons were drawn out to prepare for a big fight here.

The target of Peter's mission and the convener of tonight's meeting - the drug lord Frank Amick is sitting aside, drinking red wine and smoking a cigar, quietly watching this boring and ridiculous farce.

But when Frank Amick saw someone taking out a weapon, he knew it was time to stand up and stop it, otherwise this place would become the scene of a new round of fighting, which would be extremely detrimental to the next plan.

He stretched and put down the red wine and cigar in his hands, stood up, took out the pistol from his arms and fired three shots into the air, issuing a warning as the protagonist.

"Bang, bang, bang."

After hearing the gunfire, the factory became even more chaotic. The younger brothers standing behind the boss took out their weapons and aimed at each other, as if their bows and arrows were cocked and ready to go, waiting for the boss's order to send them all to see God.

Frank Amick looked at this chaotic scene and couldn't help but rolled his eyes and taunted directly: "Shut up, you losers, please calm down. I invited you here, not to stage a shootout movie. of."

The grumpy drug dealer Garcia from Mexico couldn't stand such sarcasm, and immediately shouted back: "Why are you pretending? I'm not scared. Don't think that just because we are here today, we think we are still the boss. Really Shameless guy."

After Frank Amick heard this, he realized that if he didn't show some real skills, these idiots would really think that they were in trouble and they would never calm down.

Frank Amick looked at everyone indifferently and waved to the side. Red Tornado Chris stood up as if he had received a signal and said excitedly: "Leave the next step to me. I promise I won't let you down, father." ."

Turning around and waving his arms towards the factory, red hurricanes appeared one after another under the control of his mind. Under this power that transcended science, many drug dealers were directly blown into the air to experience a free fall.

Frank Amick looked at the people who fell to the ground and said viciously: "Can you calm down now? If you haven't calmed down yet, I don't mind giving him a free ride to see God."

Although some drug dealers are still dissatisfied in their hearts, when they see the stunned red whirlwind Chris beside them, they are of course a good man who will not suffer the consequences.

They all know that young people aged [-] or [-] do not have a profit-oriented view in their minds. After communicating with their eyes, the drug dealers quickly reached an agreement - isn't it just a shame? Later Just let their family bleed more.

Red Tornado Chris naturally didn't want to end it so quickly, and taunted loudly: "A bunch of cowards, Mexican, weren't you very loud just now? Don't be a coward, just keep talking."

Garcia, who was called, stood up and patted the dust on his body, raised his eyebrows and said slyly: "It's just a misunderstanding. My good nephew, there is no need for you to be so angry. We have to calm down, right?"

"Definitely, nephew, please calm down and don't be so impulsive, hahaha..." Although the drug dealers didn't want to cause trouble, they naturally would not let go of the pie that had been delivered to their mouths, and responded one after another.

Although the anger in Red Tornado Chris's heart continued to soar, he still retained some sanity and knew that he could not ruin his father's plan. He stared at Garcia with a murderous look on his face and made a death warning gesture.

Frank Amick patted his son on the shoulder to express comfort, and then said: "During this period, that damn fat man Kingpin has been coming fiercely. At least half of our market has been swallowed up, and he has been giving money to others. I just want to ask you, are you willing?"

From Frank Amick's perspective, the expressions of many drug dealers were different. He could definitely deduce that some of them were pretending to be stupid and had made bets on both sides and were ready to take it all.

Frank Amick couldn't help but feel a headache. He was really unfortunate to have this group of partners. They were all as stupid as pigs and only saw the few benefits in front of them.

No one can help at this critical moment, but it is not anyone else's fault. It is all his own choice. There is no doubt that those partners who are as cunning as foxes have been wiped out by him long ago. net.

Frank Amick thought: There is no hope for these idiots. Fortunately, his backup plan was prepared in time. It was time to make the right choice.