Chapter 608 Chaos 2

Collins had been to Guan Yuming's antique store when they were dating before, so he had some impression of Guan Yuming and knew that he was Ron's friend. When he saw him here and protected himself with landmines, of course he understood this. Whose credit is it?

SJ asked carefully: "Collins, do you know him? Should we open the door for them?"

"Open the door? Why open the door?"

"Because they are outside now and waving at us." SJ pointed to the old man on the surveillance video. In their backyard, an old white man was pushing a cart that looked like the kind commonly used by homeless people on their lawn. While walking, when I noticed the camera, I smiled and waved at it.

SJ remembered that this was one of the old men who often hung out with the Asian old man. If the Asian old man was from his side, then this person should also be from his side.

"Although I know that he and we should be in the same group, I don't think he means that."

After Mr. Taosi finished speaking, the old white man suddenly opened the cover on the trolley. Hidden underneath were several rocket launchers. The surveillance camera just captured two intruders climbing over the wall. The old white man seemed to have a premonition. With the same ability, he suddenly picked up one of the rocket launchers, pointed at the place where the intruder climbed over the wall, and pulled the trigger without even taking aim.

"Boom!" The rocket blasted out a small crater along with the nearby courtyard wall, and even a section of the courtyard wall was blown down, not to mention the flesh and blood of the intruder, which was completely destroyed.

"FXXK! FXXK! FXXK! Where did this old thing come from?! Why does an ordinary chain restaurant owner have such a level of bodyguards? Even the CIA's elite agents don't have this level of security!" the Baroness asked angrily. road.

The actions of the old white man just now have gone beyond the scope of combat experience and formed an instinct for predicting danger. There are only a few masters in the world who have this ability. How could such a master be willing to give up to an ordinary person? An ordinary restaurant chain owner working as a bodyguard?

"What if it's a former CIA elite agent? The current CIA agents are far inferior to the previous batch. I think I have seen this face before, by the way! He is Marvin Burgess! A former member of the CIA's Impossible Team !" A subordinate who accompanied the Baroness to watch the battle surveillance thought hard for a long time and finally came up with a name.

"The Impossible Team? What the hell is this name? Are you sure there is still such a department in the CIA?" The Baroness looked suspicious.

"The full name is Impossible Mission Team, or IMF for short. It was founded during the Cold War. It is one of the only CIA organizations that our Aidian has not penetrated into. However, this organization has become very weak now. The only one left is Ethan, who is still struggling. Speaking of which, this person is also Ron's friend." The look of nostalgia in the eyes of the older subordinates: "I still remember the many incredible tasks that that team completed, especially Captain Frank Moses, that’s the character that the first-generation apostles wanted to win over... Wait, where’s Frank Moses?”

Halfway through the words, the senior subordinate suddenly showed a look of horror when he realized that the core member of the team was missing.

"What's wrong with the few people? As you said, they are all old people who were active during the Cold War. After such a long time, it is normal for one or two to die."

As the Baroness spoke truthfully, she suddenly felt a chill in the back of her head, and an old voice sounded from behind her: "I'm sorry, this old guy of mine has lived too long. I haven't died yet, so I'm tired of you."

The Baroness slowly turned around. At some point, all the men behind him were lying on the ground without making a sound. They were as quiet as if they were sleeping. Only three old men, two white and one black, were left. The figure stood there.

If she didn't know what happened at this time, then his commander's work would have been in vain!

Guan Yuming and Marvin were just bait thrown by the cunning Frank. When they attracted all the attention of the Baroness's men, Frank quietly approached them with two other companions, quietly It was easy for the former king of agents to deal with the subordinates who were watching the show one by one.

"Although as an agent, it is our label to do everything possible, but I have to say that your bullying of the old, weak, women and children is too mean. Are young people today so out of style?"

"Sorry, I'm married, but I don't have the habit of treating female captives well, otherwise my wife will be jealous." Speaking of his wife, Frank's tough guy face rarely became gentle, and his nerves unconsciously relaxed a little. a little.

However, just this moment of relaxation made the Baroness seize the opportunity and suddenly turned around and punched Frank in the face. Frank was already an old man in the world. How could such a simple and direct trick fall into the trap? He wanted to reach out and grab Mrs. Nanjue's wrist and regain control of him.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the Baroness's fist suddenly opened, and before Frank could grab his wrist, she grabbed Frank's wrist first. Frank thought something was wrong, and just as he was about to break free, the Baroness's body suddenly went limp. , like a snake, it swung downwards using Frank's hand as a fulcrum, and actually got under his crotch.

And it wasn't over yet. After the Baroness handed over, she also pulled Frank's ankle with her hand and dragged him to the ground. Frank quickly took out his pistol and shot the Baroness who was running away.

But he was old after all, and in his haste, not a single bullet hit the target, and he could only watch the Baroness disappear into the night.

"Do you think it's necessary to call Ron and say something?" Andy said worriedly.

"No need. Based on my understanding of these terrorist organizations, he should not appear anywhere tonight. With so many men lost, what he needs to do most now is to pass the blame to others," Frank thought for a moment: "Send Ron a message and tell him that his fiancée is safe, so that he can feel more at ease when dealing with it."

Andy nodded in agreement, took out his phone and started editing the message, but what he didn't know was that even if he sent this message, Ron wouldn't have time to read it, because at this moment, he was facing the most serious crisis in his life.

After receiving Blake's information, the doctor and others gathered outside Ron's house one after another. This time, they were very obedient and did not act rashly, so Ron could only watch as they gathered in a circle outside, but Nothing can be done against them.

Ron was alone, and Aideen's attackers began to invade from all directions at the same time. Even if they had to slow down a little because of the presence of landmines, Ron was unable to do anything and could only focus on one side.

"You seem a little exhausted, BOSS, do you really don't need us to help you? My grenade launcher is already thirsty~"

On the second floor of the house with the door closed in the distance, he used a telescope to observe the situation on Ron's side during class, while he kept stroking his precious grenade launcher with his hand.

Even that old guy Frank can use tricks, how could Ron not?

In fact, long after the Day of Redemption policy was promulgated, Finch's machine actually spit out Ron's number this time. It was predicting Ron's death. Finch immediately called Ron to inform Ron of the shocking news.

Therefore, Ron had already made arrangements. First, he would arrange for his most important people to be protected by his confidants, and then use himself as a bait to attract people with evil intentions towards him. Ron had already had other people ambush nearby in all directions.

This move is much better than Frank's, but the disadvantage is also very obvious, that is, it relies heavily on Ron's own force value. If he cannot resist Aidion's attack, or if the people nearby do not rescue him in time, then he may really Die here.

From this perspective, even extreme predictions cannot be considered inaccurate.

"There's no rush yet," Ron said while shooting out of the window and knocking down two Aidian intruders. He immediately left the original window without waiting for others who found him to fight back, and quickly moved to a window in another direction to face He fired a few more shots and moved again: "I don't believe that the person who assassinated me is planning to kill me just by relying on these scoundrel guys. I have a hunch that he must have prepared a bigger surprise for me. You continue. Stay lurking until the big surprise they have prepared for me appears, and you will know what to do when the time comes."

As soon as Ron finished speaking, there was a sudden burst of unreasonable panic in his heart. Under the instinctive reaction of crisis, he immediately gave up his intention to continue shooting from the window and immediately stepped aside.

When he just left his original position, there was a "chi" sound, and the curtains on the window were broken into two pieces. Ron turned around, and a ninja in white holding a samurai sword was standing behind him where he was just now.

"It's you again!" Ron said with a headache. She now knew what the big surprise Aideen had prepared for him.

"We meet again. During this time, I have been learning various magic techniques all over the world. I promise that I will never be fooled by your little bullet magic this time." White Ghost waved his katana and pointed it directly at the tip. Ron: "Today is the day you die."

Although the last duel with Ron ended in failure, White Ghost did not get depressed because of it. Instead, after carefully recalling the process of the duel with Ron, he attributed the failure to Ron's magic tricks.

After all, he clearly watched Ron put the Smith & Wesson M500 revolver into the holster. How come it turned into a Taurus Taurus after pulling it out? Faced with this strange situation, the white ghost, who did not know the existence of the portable space, could only attribute it all to Ron's magic power.

So he embarked on a journey of exploration about magic. Until now, when Aideen called him again to perform a task related to Lorne, he thought he had succeeded and decided to go out personally to settle the grudges with Lorne.

"Really? So you've spent a long time studying magic?" Knowing that White Ghost had gone in the wrong direction, Ron didn't bother to explain it to him. In other words, he was more willing to use this information error to achieve unexpected effects: "Then have you ever thought that I might not be able to improve my magic level during this period?"

As Ron said, he suddenly raised his hand and fired. He thought he could hit the white ghost, but he was caught off guard. Unexpectedly, the white ghost methodically waved his katana and cut off the bullets one by one!

The blade, which was danced so vigorously, turned out to be like a wall, isolating everything. Under the mask, the white ghost's face showed a hint of joy, success was right in front of him!

But how can Ron do what the White Ghost wants?

Seeing the white ghost getting closer and closer, Ron threw away the empty revolver.

"Can't you kill bullets? If you can, keep killing them for me!" Ron shouted while pulling the trigger.

The firing pin fires the primer of the shotgun, and the fulminant ignites the gunpowder. The exploding gas pushes the 12 small lead bullets in the shotgun and spurts out from the muzzle of the gun. Ordinary bullets can only hit one point, but modern times can use these small lead bullets. , and its power covers an entire area.

White Ghost's gaze could almost capture the trajectory of each of these 12 small lead bullets, but it was impossible for him to cut them apart one by one. This was a total of 12 bullets! This means that he needs to display 12 knives in an instant, which is beyond the limit of human beings. Faced with this situation, the best way White Ghost can think of is to avoid it.

"boom!"

The shotgun blasted a small hole in the wall behind White Ghost. If he hadn't hid behind the pillar in time, he would have been a sieve now, but this was not a long-term solution because Ron's live ammunition gun was automatic.

"Aren't you good at fighting? Come out here! Come and kill the bullets!" Ron shouted as he fired wildly at the pillar where the White Ghost was hiding, suppressing him behind the pillar with ferocious firepower.

The white ghost behind the pillar, even in such a dangerous moment, did not forget to calmly calculate the balance of power between the two sides: it is known that Ron's automatic shotgun drum capacity is 28 rounds, and he walked from where he was just now to where he was hiding. It takes a total of 15 steps to get to the pillar. According to his current shooting speed, when he reaches the pillar, there will be at least five bullets left in the drum. If he continues to huddle behind the pillar, he will definitely die.

But what if you don’t hide behind a pillar?

With Ron's shooting skills, no matter which side it broke through from the left or right side of the pillar, Ron would shoot the bullet at him immediately. In the end, he would still be dead. It was just the difference between sooner or later.

"At this point, there is only one way. I hope you are not lying to me, master." White Ghost sighed and put the sword back into its sheath, and slowly pulled out the second katana from behind. This one was a sword with an emerald green blade. It is more appropriate to say that it is a children's toy rather than a murder weapon, but judging from the cautious attitude of White Ghost towards him, it does not look like a toy at all.

Just when he was confident of winning, Ron suddenly saw an AA-12 automatic shotgun with a drum in his hand!