"Have you taken it down yet?!" A maroon-haired woman in her hand held a diana in her forehead and sighed: "Although this is the base camp of 'our career', it's been too long, right?!"

The woman was about 1.7 meters tall, with big wavy chestnut hair. She was wearing a pair of flat pointed boots. The compact leather jacket outlined her delicate figure, her flame-like red lips, and light chestnut eye shadow made her look a little charming.

"Boss, you have to be patient." Behind her, another woman stood quietly in a shadow. Unlike this charming chestnut-haired woman, the woman had her short hair shaved with almost bald hair, and her muscles on her arms and back were slightly raised.

She was wearing a combat vest. Two m1911 were stuffed into the gun holster on her left and right thighs, and tactical gloves were worn on her hands. In her hands, she was holding an akm that had obviously been modified and equipped with a sight.

But she was standing respectfully behind the chestnut-haired woman, as if she was her shadow: "After all, 'our career' is not other small institutions, and we cannot use heavy weapons. So we will definitely be slower..."

"No! Heavy weapons must not appear!" The woman with chestnut hair suddenly burst into her eyes when the shadow behind her mentioned the heavy weapons! Silently, her essence was exposed: "I have been fighting for a long time to use human hands and weapons here."

"The damn and greedy Punado has charged me so much money. I supported him as a city councillor, but I couldn't even do such a small matter well. I told us that there was only two hours. This idiot! What can I do in two hours?!"

But the woman with chestnut hair quickly restored herself to her charm and said calmly: "Fortunately, we have already figured out the hole exit of Provenza's rat. As long as he comes out, we can kill him!"

"Boss, what I'm worried about now is that the mercenaries he hired will come back early..." The shadow behind the woman with chestnut hair was a faint sadness between her eyebrows: "I have dealt with mercenaries in South America, and in general, they are all a group of war animals..."

"Is that powerful?! Isn't it just a group of tools to kill people everywhere for money?!" The maroon-haired woman had disdain at the corner of her mouth: "Maybe they are stronger, but there are so many of us. I don't think they are really johnrambo in the movie."

But when the shadow heard this, he smiled bitterly: "They are indeed not the omnipotent protagonists who only appear in movies like johnrambo. Those who are shot by guns will be injured and die. But their combat power is indeed very strong..."

"They are a group of crazy biting animals. From some perspectives, they have left the category of humans. These people are wild beasts! Crazy wild beasts, I once saw a camp massacre being slaughtered by mercenaries. More than two hundred people survived. All of them were killed! The extremely efficient killing took only half an hour..."

But there was a rare slight fear in the shadow's eyes: "Judged by the warheads we found on the corpse, they only came over thirty people. They carried out a massacre of more than two hundred people. The camp did not even have the chance to fight back. They were slaughtered in half an hour. They even had time to slaughter valuable gadgets on the corpse..."

"Boss, I don't want to influence your judgment because of subjective ideas. But I think you have underestimated the ability of mercenaries. I suggest that we end the battle as soon as possible even if we pay some price."

The maroon-haired woman couldn't help but frown when she heard this, but saw her thinking for a while before picking up the intercom and saying in a deep voice: "Speed ​​up! Within half an hour, I hope to see Provenza's body or that big house collapsed!"

Soon, Provenza, who was staying in the big house, clearly felt the increase in the density of gunfire outside the house. From time to time, Provenza's face turned pale and his hands were trembling constantly.

He closed his eyes and kept replaying all his experiences over the past thirty years in his mind. Outside the house, gunshots kept exploding. Provenza sorted out his suit and shirt, opened the drawer and took out a handful of m1911 from the box.

This is a very ordinary m1911, which was produced in the United States in the 1980s. The difference is that there are almost no traces of time on it, which shows how the owner of this gun cherishes it.

Provenza really cherishes this gun, which once belonged to his father. His personal bodyguard, the boss, was shot and killed in order to protect the boss.

It was in that situation that Provenza joined "our career" and with the support of the boss, he soared all the way. When he was at the bottom, this killed many of his father's relics. It also made him pass by Death many times.

"Old guy, I hope we can pass this level this time..." Provenza gently stroked the gun, skillfully dismantling the gun into pieces. He carefully checked it.

He took the two bullets in the box with bullets, and then stood up and opened the door with a "click" sound.

"Boss! What are you doing here? It's dangerous here!" As soon as the door was opened, Provenza saw Cecilio, covered in smoke and his face, rushing in with his arms covered.

Behind him, a family member was carried in with a stomach pierced through the rectum and blood splattered all over the ground. However, he saw that the man didn't even have the strength to scream, and his face was pale as if it were a piece of white paper.

His lips were trembling and his whole body was twitching.

"Quick! Carry him in!" Provenza roared in a low voice: "Others, don't leave your position. Everyone reports how much ammunition they have."

At this time, Provenza no longer acted like a boss, he was more like a leader. But he saw him taking off his suit and tearing it open the wound that wrapped around the wound of the injured person while giving orders.

"Do we still have medicine?! Give him some painkiller injections and stop him from bleeding as soon as possible. What about the doctor?! Let him preside over the rescue and try to grab people in. Some people on the second floor, do we still have some submachine guns?! Use it together..."

The originally panicked team seemed to regain power when Provenza appeared. Everyone began to execute Provenza's orders in an orderly manner.

"Cecilio, you have a few people trying to break through. Take my satellite phone and contact Phoenix immediately after you go out. You know his relationship with me!" Provenza took a deep breath and said, "If there is a problem with me, you can lead the family for the time being. Remember: don't take revenge first, you can cut off the channel of that cousin in South America first!"

"As long as she interrupts her access to South America, her status within the family will be affected. Then attack their business in an all-round way until their family gives up on protecting her!"

Even at this time, Provenza still retained great confidence in "our career". If the communication was not cut off, who dared to attack his manor in Sicily would be like seeking death.

A large number of full members of "our career" and partners will directly crush them like bed bugs.

"They will pay the price! Swear to the Virgin Mary, I will make them pay the price!" Cecilio was silent for a while and said ruthlessly: "But, boss! Promise me not to die!"

"Hahaha... I don't die so easily!" Provenza pulled out his pistol and said viciously: "Even if I want to die, I will give myself a shot. They don't think they can kill me!"

At this time, the sound of automatic rifle shooting "da da da...da da da...da da da..." came from outside the house. As the gunshots came, there were constant screams.

Obviously, the opponent had already attacked outside the house! But without saying a word, Provenza directly used a torn suit to put it on his hand and walked to the window. "Chang ~!" He smashed the glass on the window, raised his gun and shot "Bang bang..." outside!

Provenza himself also fought from the bottom, although he did not have much experience in night battles. However, he still judged the opponent's position based on the firelight when the opponent fired. Within a few shots, a piece of attacking area was thrown into silence.

"TuTuTuTuTuTu..." But the other party reacted very quickly, and in a short while, a bullet hit the area where Provenza was. If a family member had not rushed over and threw Provenza down, he would have only been a corpse now.

Cecilio knew that it was no longer time to argue whether to evacuate. Provenza's choice was the only feasible way. If he left, the others who were still resisting would collapse.

They themselves couldn't escape. Now, he was the only way to suppress the situation. Then let Cecilio and others evacuate, which was the only feasible way.

"Dadada..." The back door was opened lightly, and Cecilio and the two of them sneaked out and escaped while the other party was not paying attention. However, the other party had already arranged personnel at the back door.

As soon as the door was opened, Ceciliao and others were shot by bullets like rain! But in the dark night, the bullets were like fireworks, jingling on the iron plates and walls on the door.

"Damn it! Maria is on the way. If I escape, I will definitely kill these miscellaneous pieces of the watch!" Cecilio cursed in a low voice, then raised his gun and fought back from the crack in the door, "Dadada..." at the position where he had just shot at them.
Chapter completed!