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Chapter eight hundred and eighty fifth liberation

After a pause, the man named Harry Hart by Junshan turned around, his smile remained unchanged, and he said in confusion: "Sir, what did you say?"

"Stop acting, your acting skills are really good." Junshan said calmly: "Kings Man's Galahad, I know your identity clearly, or do you need me to tell you about your situation in detail?"

"Although I am very happy to see your surprised expression after hearing this, time doesn't wait for anyone, so it's better for us to get to the topic directly."

"Oh? I didn't act, I really don't know what you are talking about." Harry Hart still had a faint smile on his face.

"Forget it, if you want to act, continue acting!" Junshan spread his hands indifferently and said, "I'm looking for you to cooperate."

"Cooperate?" Harry Hart said lightly: "After saying this, I have a little impression of you."

After turning his eyes, Junshan said, "Since that's the case, let's talk about it simply and directly."

"Happiness is so great!" Harry Hard smiled and nodded.

...

Time passed little by little, and as the banquet progressed, both buyers and sellers each got what they wanted, which also meant that the final riot was about to come.

Standing in the corner of the banquet hall, Ji Mo observed the people and environment at the banquet, while the black Bob, who was standing beside him, was still beside Ji Mo, saying something.

"I tell you, man, your patience is really strong. Few people can listen to what I say for so long, and I like you a little." The black Bob sighed reluctantly at Ji Mo.

Upon hearing this, Ji Mo looked at the other party because he felt the murderous aura on the other party.

"Bang!"

At this moment, with a gunshot, the whole banquet became quiet, and the next moment, the gunshots burst out!

"But... I'm sorry, I prefer to kill you!" With a gloomy smile, the black Bob showed his white teeth, reached out to touch his waist, and touched his gun.

However, the next moment, the black Bob was stunned because he saw the man who had been annoyed by him flashing his arm, and he had already taken out a white gun and pointed it at his forehead.

The body stiffened, and the black Bob laughed dryly and said, "Haha, I'm just kidding you, we are..."

Ji Mo's eyes flashed with cold light, his fingers moved, and a bullet broke a hole in the black Bob's head in a "bang".

"Hu!" He let out a long sigh. Ji Mo felt that the whole world was pure. He looked at the corpse that was falling to the ground, moved his fingers and pulled the trigger continuously. After dropping a few bullets on the corpse again, he felt that the anger that had been enduring for a long time had dissipated a little.

Then, Ji Mo, who was standing in the corner, looked at the completely chaotic banquet hall. In just a few seconds, more than ten corpses were lying down on the ground, and Junshan and the previous British gentleman were retreating while dealing with the attacks of more than a dozen agents.

"What are you looking at! Help!" Ji Mi's anxious voice came to Junshan's communicator in his ears.

"Hey, the agents are all very good weapons!" Seeing that the war started, the agents who were still well-dressed in the last second took out their hidden weapons and turned into cold poisonous snakes and started the battle. Ji Mo chuckled, his arms dropped naturally, and two guns, one black and one white, appeared in his hand, took a breath, and his heart beat violently like an accelerated motor.

Assassin time! Open!

"Dong!" With his heartbeat, Ji Mi's feet fell heavily to the ground and rushed into the battle group.

"Is this your companion? Does he want to die?" Harry Hard said calmly, his palm moved slightly, and the empty magazine was removed. His palm was like flying petals, pressing and loading bullets, and continuing to attack the enemy.

"Die? Ha!" Junshan chuckled without explanation. He believed that the scene he saw in a while would make the man beside him fall off his chin in surprise.

"Bang!" A bullet was shot out, colliding with the bullet that was shot at him. When the two collided into discus at the same time, the Black Knight in Ji's other hand had already shook a bullet with Ji's gentle arm.

"Bang!" The bullets shot out rapidly passed through the opponent's forehead, carrying a little blood, drew an arc and landed on the heart of another person, bursting his heart into meat paste.

The next step was to take, Ji Mi's arm swung out, and shot a bullet from his other arm, drew an arc, and then shot the head at a person behind him, and then used force to his calf, and his body turned gently like a top in the air. While dodging a series of bullets, two guns, one black and one white, were like a god of death invitation, drawing beautiful arcs or sharp straight lines, and accurately shot bullets into the head or heart of every enemy.

Before the end of the season landed and stood firm, the empty magazine was thrown out of the gun, and like a hidden weapon, it was directly inserted into the eye sockets of two enemies. The hands holding the gun fell on their waists. After "eating" the two magazines, the moment their feet landed on the ground, two pistols, one black and one white, spit out flames again, playing the symphony of hell.

Harry Hard looked at the end of the season, who was walking gracefully in the rain of bullets like a god of death, but was constantly harvesting his life. With his knowledgeable experience, his mouth grew bigger and bigger unconsciously, making Junshan next to him laugh secretly after seeing it.

No one would be surprised after seeing this combat ability. Ji Mi's expression indifferent and leisurely as the bullets flew, is even more memorable.

"clatter!"

A sound of footsteps with wind sounded beside the two of them. Junshan smiled and nodded at Ji Mo who rushed to them, while Harry Hard looked at Junshan and Ji Mo with caution.

After seeing Ji Mi's exaggerated combat power, he had to be careful whether the two of them would kill him directly.

"Be careful!" Just then, Junshan saw several balls flying towards them, and Harry Hard lowered his body and jumped backward.

Ji Shi flipped his palms and quickly raised his arms. The black and white weapon in his hand shot out several bullets, exploding the flying bombs accurately in the air.

"Boom, boom, boom!" A series of explosions sounded, and Junshan and Ji Mo looked at Harry Hard who had been sliding on the ground for a distance. A smile flashed in Junshan's eyes and said, "Are you cleaning the floor?"

Harry Hard rolled on the ground with a natural expression, kicked an enemy beside him down, pressed the gun in his hand on the other party's forehead, leaving a blood hole, and stood up.

"Let's go!" Ji Mo whispered and ran out first. Junshan and the others hurriedly followed.
Chapter completed!
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