Three Hundred and Sixty-Three Chapters Save Knight Smith

The bearded man laughed: "Smith, do you really think that the only people who hire me are Hammerson Defense? Henry City Councilman's gun removal plan is not just a cake for one person to move. Also, let me tell you an update. , Councilman Henry's plane had an accident just now and it has fallen into the sea. Councilman Henry is now missing, and no one can find his body. How's it going?"

Smith couldn't believe it: "No way, you can't hide this."

The bearded man grinned: "No, we can, the people behind me are far more powerful than you think. Now tell me, where are that woman and the baby?"

Smith was suspicious: "Since you have already succeeded, why are you still looking for them?"

The bearded boss laughed and was about to speak when the door of the warehouse rang, and another group of people came in.

He straightened up and walked over, the ugly fat face smiled more sincerely: "Oh, boss, you are here."

Looking at the "boss" who just arrived, Luke raised his brows.

This is the chairman of Hammerson Defense Company, who inherited the arms manufacturing company from the old Hammerson more than 20 years ago. This is the new chairman of Hammerson. He is a man with a golden spoon in his ass. Second generation born.

When Luke went to check the group of black combat uniforms that raided Smith at the small hotel, he found that most of the firearms used by these people, although they did not have trademarks, were quite advanced, and they were not any on the market.

After I went back, I searched it with the applet, and found that many of the functional descriptions of these firearms are consistent with several new models of firearms that Hammerson will be launching this year.

Now, linked to the conversation between Smith and the bearded boss just now, Luke vaguely understood why the chairman of Hammerson would get involved in this matter.

One of Henry Eisworth's campaign slogans was a massive clean-up of illegal gun ownership.

This proposal is about cleaning up illegal gun possession.

But since there are fewer people who illegally hold guns, the willingness of people who can normally hold guns to buy will inevitably decrease.

Besides, don't the guys who illegally carry guns pay for them? This proposal is tantamount to cutting off the fortunes of Hammerson Defense Company and even more arms companies.

In a sin city like Los Angeles, where gangs are rampant, if the gun clearance proposal is successful, it will definitely be imitated by latecomers, and gang members will have much less votes than ordinary citizens.

Hammerson Defense is not small, but a large part of its market is in Los Angeles and the surrounding Greater Los Angeles metropolitan area.

Henry City Councilman came up with this proposal, which undoubtedly touched the foundation of the Hammerson Defense Company.

What's worse is that several new firearms that Hammerson has invested heavily in research recently are just about to be sold by their bosses.

Without the guaranteed profits of the Los Angeles home base, Hammerson is likely to have financial problems.

This matter is not complicated, Luke's only doubt is: how did the little baby become the center of the incident?

As he pondered, Hammerson below had come closer.

He was nearly fifty years old, with a thin and pale horse face that gave him a morbid look.

He came here to do something shameful, and he actually held a German Shepherd in his hand, showing his playful personality.

Hammerson led the dog forward, ignoring the bearded boss.

Obviously, the Big Beard's position in Hammerson is not that good, which is inversely proportional to the arrogance of the Big Beard just now.

"Mr. Smith, do you think you're very smart? As long as you have money in this country, you can do things that you can't imagine, such as this..." Hammerson waved at the back.

A gorgeous woman holding a baby was pulled in from outside by two men in black combat uniforms.

When Smith saw the woman, his eyes widened and he struggled.

Hammerson laughed.

The bearded man also laughed: "Oh, Smith, look at you now, it's too embarrassing."

Hammerson waved his hand to stop the nonsense of the bearded boss: "Well, since this Mr. Smith wants to be a knight, let him watch the death of the protected object with his own eyes. This is the perfect ending."

As soon as he heard this, Luke knew that this Hammerson's character was also extremely bad.

The bearded man grinned: "As you wish." He raised his hand and took out a pistol.

clap clap!

After two shots were fired, everyone below was stunned.

Miss Donna and the little baby in her arms are safe.

But the bearded boss let out a scream, and his two arms fell in front of him, and there was an extra blood hole on each of his shoulders.

It was him who was shot.

The four black combat uniforms brought by Hammerson responded the fastest, and immediately raised the micro-chong in his hand.

clap clap! clap clap! clap clap! clap clap!

Four black combat uniforms that didn't have time to disperse fell down at the same time, and everyone was shot in the chest and head.

Only then did the four confidants of the bearded boss react, and he ran out of the warehouse while guarding the shot.

clap clap! clap clap! clap clap! clap clap!

The clone-like marksmanship reappeared.

The four loyal dog legs of the bearded boss, these lucky guys who have survived several scenes finally ran out of luck, and also fell to the ground with blood flowers flying from their chests and heads.

Even if Smith was seriously injured, he was still the most sensitive person.

Almost as soon as the gunshots sounded, he looked up diagonally upwards, where there was a faint shadow squatting there.

Hammerson, the second generation of playboys, looked up in horror and shouted, "Who?"

The words were out of his mouth, and with a whimper, a wooden stick flew down in a circle, and Bang banged on his head.

Hammerson rolled his eyes and passed out.

The bearded man gritted his teeth and shouted, "Who are you and what do you want? Money? We can pay a lot of money."

Luke's mouth curled slightly.

These people, always like to use money as a last-ditch effort.

Most of the time, this set really works.

But it was of no use to a systematic man like him.

Snapped! Snapped!

The bearded boss screamed again, but this time there was a blood hole in each of his legs.

Smith didn't say a word, just stared at the black shadow high above, his eyes flickering.

Under his gaze, Sombra unhurriedly changed a magazine, and then tossed it casually, and the Glock fell to the ground in front of him.

Smith narrowed his eyes, and after a while said to Donna who was stunned beside him, "Come here and untie the rope for me."

Donna, who was holding the baby, let out a dazed sigh. After reacting, she looked around, and pulled out a saber from the black combat uniform that fell beside her.

In less than a minute, Smith stood up and rubbed his numb hands and feet: "What do you want?"

The shadow was silent, just pointed at the bearded boss, and then at the unconscious Hammerson, making a gesture of cutting his throat.

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