Ming Ke: When the villain accidentally mixes into the protagonist group

At this time, Rainwater held a police pistol in his hand, pointing the gun coldly at Scotland, "I'm sorry, please go to hell."

Scotland stood motionless, looking calmly at the delicate woman in front of him.

The dark muzzle was pointed at the tip of Scotland's nose.

Was my identity finally discovered by the organization? What about zero? what do I do? Scotland stared at the black muzzle of the gun, his heart beating rapidly in his chest.

Everything around them seemed to have stopped, leaving only the sound of their breathing and heartbeats echoing in the air.

"Zizzizi..." A harsh noise came from the headset, "Hey... wine... why... you... sizzle..."

Angostura adjusted the headset impatiently, "What's going on? The transaction is about to start! Let's drop the chain now. For a person like this to be the head of the action team, I really don't know what that adult is thinking about. "

Bourbon turned to look at point D, and then at point B. The dense woods blocked his view, dark clouds were rolling in the sky, the air was very dull, and the harsh sound of electricity in the earphones kept making people uneasy.

Paistis noticed something was wrong, squinted her eyes, took out her mobile phone, and suddenly her eyes widened. After thinking again and again, she said in a deep voice: "There was something wrong with the nearby signal tower."

Bourbon quickly took out his cell phone, and sure enough, the cell phone had no signal. Who destroyed the cell tower? Will something happen to Hiro? A strong sense of uneasiness came over me.

Angostura took a deep breath and said, "This will happen. Mr. Rum has already expected it. The headphones we wear can get rid of the restrictions of the base station. It's just that the people in the action team don't seem to want to cooperate with this operation. I guess Qin He just wants to kill us here. After this mission is over, I must report this matter to Lord Rum!"

Paistis looked at Angostura who was full of anger, "Calm down, I think this matter is not simple."

"Indeed, I have to calm down. After all, this mission may depend on a few of us." Angostura looked at the winding road in the distance, his eyes darkened, turned to look at Bourbon, and said softly, "Bourbon, we are all from the intelligence team. I heard that you have good skills."

Bourbon fiddled with the headset, pondered and analyzed: "It may be affected by the nearby base station, and the signal is not very good. I don't think Gin is that kind of person. Even if Gin doesn't take action, nothing will happen to the other two snipers." None."

"Are you talking about Rai and Scotland? As for Monáe Mingyue, it's better if she doesn't point her gun at me." Angostura glanced at Bourbon, then turned to look at Pastis, " I didn't expect you to participate in this mission, and I thought you would refuse. Let's put aside our prejudices and cooperate for once. How about I help you find Rai's weakness?"

Paistis crossed her arms, frowned, looked at Angostura, and thought for a moment, "Deal. But is the information really accurate? The organization calling itself 'X' really has so many firearms transactions Isn’t it true that you are hiding some information?”

"certainly……"

Drop drop!

A car horn sounded in the distance, interrupting the conversation between the three.

Pastis looked around, quickly found a place to hide, and paid attention to the movements around her.

Angostura poked his head out from his hiding place and saw a vehicle approaching from a distance. He lowered his voice and said, "Pastis, don't you believe me? Or are you suspecting something?"

"You know, I trust my intuition more. After coming here, I always feel a little uneasy." Paistis glanced at Angostura.

"There's one thing I didn't tell you. After all, I don't trust Gin." Angostura looked around, his deep voice carrying a hint of imperceptible seriousness, "The organization that owns firearms generally uses expressions to communicate with the outside world. Unknown 'X' instead, but I know their real name is 'Woodpecker Society'."

Having said that, Angostura raised the M1911A1 automatic pistol in Yang's hand, raised the corner of his mouth, and looked at Paistis, "I got this gun from them. Lord Rum wants to seize it from them. All the weapons, that’s why we made such a plan. I think Boben must be very aware of their deal with Ni Shenhui.”

"The Mud Society is indeed raising funds, but I really don't know the target of the transaction." Bourbon responded calmly, but his eyes couldn't help but glance at the firearm in Angostura's hand. His eyes were dim and unclear, but he still said without changing his expression. , "We really need to be more cautious."

Bourbon's eyes unconsciously turned to the direction of point B, and an inexplicable feeling of uneasiness spread in his heart. Hiro, say something! what happened? !

Pastis narrowed her eyes dangerously, but there was still a buzzing sound in the headset.

At this time, the sound of the car's engine gradually approached, like a low thunder.

Two black cars parked slowly in the empty trading venue. Several strong men in black clothes and sunglasses got out of the car. They looked around, alert to the movements around them.

An unattractive woman got out of the car and raised her hand to look at her watch, as if she was waiting for someone.

Bourbon, who has been following the Mud Council for a long time, recognized at a glance that the woman who had just got off the car was Busushima Kiriko, a cadre of the Mud Council. Her presence here is no surprise. However, she brought so many followers with her this time, which was beyond Bourbon's expectation.

Such a battle does not seem to be for a transaction, but more like a battle is about to take place. Bourbon can't help but wonder whether the Woodpecker Club could have anticipated this scene.

Bourbon took a deep breath, pressed his back against the thick tree trunk, and held the pistol in his hand. His nerves were tense, and he was always paying attention to the movements around him.

At the other end of the road, a car slowly drove over and stopped near the trading location. The man wearing a hood got out of the car.

"So many people?" The man wearing a hood said in a dull and hoarse voice.

Busujima Kiriko narrowed her eyes and looked around. A strong man in black clothes and sunglasses made way.

"I don't feel comfortable doing this transaction without bringing so many people with me." Busushima Kiriko stared at the man wearing a hood in front of her and said with some dissatisfaction, "Why can't we postpone the transaction after something like that happened?"

The man wearing a hood said solemnly: "It will be good for us if we finish it early."

"You couldn't have leaked the information, right?" Busushima Kiriko looked at the other party sharply.

"I'm still wondering if it was leaked by you." The man wearing a hood crossed his arms in front of his chest, looking very vigilant.

Busujima Kiriko turned around and looked around.

Silent woods, inaccessible mountain roads, the clouds above the head are very dark and thick, as if water will drip in the next second.

"Have you brought anything?"

The man wearing a hood opened the trunk and took out a black box, "Where's the money?"

Busujima Kiriko glanced at the strong man beside her.

A strong man nodded and took out two boxes from the carriage. The boxes were opened and inside were stacks of banknotes.

"Want to take stock?" Busujima Kiriko looked at the man wearing a hood.

The man just glanced briefly and said, "I believe you."