Supreme Stock God

The moment the masked man stopped in front of Lando, the bodyguards immediately aimed their guns at him. Bullets rained down on his body. Lando could clearly see that the bullets from the light machine guns had pierced through the masked man's clothes, and some had hit his head. A cold smile appeared on his face. He laughed at how stupid this "assassin" was. He had barged into his own base camp all by himself. He really did not know what death was.    

However, what happened next was out of Lando's expectation. The masked man did not fall as he had imagined. He was still standing there like a pine tree. Even the eyes behind the mask did not change at all.    

"Monster. . . Monster. . . " Lando muttered to himself. The fear on his face quickly spread.    

Because this masked man's metal mask only covered his face and there was no protection on his head. However, under the attack of the bullets, there was no damage at all. This was beyond Lando's understanding.    

Until the bullets from the few light machine guns were all fired, the masked man still did not fall. The gunmen were all stunned. They were originally theorists, but now they were also wondering if this masked man came from a formless ghost from hell.    

Jones, who was behind Lando, reacted and thought of something. He couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Could it be. . . The 'special Biochemical Warrior'?"    

Hearing this, the masked man's eyes moved away from Lando and turned to Jones.    

When the masked man's gaze touched Jones, he shivered as if he had been stabbed by a scorpion.    

"You know about 'special Biochemical Warriors'? It seems that you are quite capable. " A hoarse voice came from behind the cold metal mask.    

Before anyone could react, they saw the masked man suddenly make a move. His right palm instantly pressed against Lando's thick chest. Lando did not move, but his expression froze on his face. Then, deep red blood flowed out of his seven orifices, and his life force was cut off.    

Everyone in the office was stunned. Never in their dreams would they have thought that the underground emperor of Boston would die just like that, and so easily.    

"Is. . . Is it the Qigong of China?" Jones couldn't help but ask.    

The eyes behind the mask glanced at him again. "You have a good experience. "    

"I. . . Our golden fighter is from China. He knows some Qigong. " Jones swallowed his saliva. He didn't dare to meet the eyes of the masked man.    

The "golden fighter" he was talking about was not just a simple fighter. He was also responsible for helping the gang do some assassination and assassination. The "golden fighter" was from China and was very strong. He had once shown the Qigong in front of Lando and Jones, and they were amazed by it. He had killed a bull with one palm.    

But Jones did not dare to think of using the "Golden Fighters" to deal with the masked man. Although the "Golden Fighters" had strong martial arts, they were still afraid of bullets. How could they ignore bullets like the masked man?    

The masked man said: "From today onwards, you will be the boss here. You can replace the fat pig. "    

Jones was surprised because he was the second most important person in the group. Now that Lando was dead, he naturally became the leader of the group. The prerequisite was that he could survive the masked man's attack tonight.    

But now that the masked man said it, it meant that it was his decision that Jones could become the leader of the gang. Jones quickly reacted and asked: What?" Please, what can I do for you?"    

"Very well, you know what to do. " The masked man smiled and said, "Since you are able to know the confidential information regarding 'special Biochemical Warriors', s', then you should have a good relationship with the CIA. And Dr. Li Wenhe. What you need to do is to help me find out where Dr. Li Wenhe and those spies from China were caught. "    

Jones took a deep breath. He had been mentally prepared that it would not be easy for the other party to ask him to do it, but he did not expect it to be so difficult.    

A while ago, many of China's spies and Dr. Li Wenhe had been secretly arrested. Jones indeed knew about it because their group had "business" with a few important members of the CIA.    

But Jones also knew that this matter was very important to the White House. American intelligence agencies and the military were involved. It was easier said than done to find out that Dr. Li Wenhe and the others had been hidden there. If they were not careful, they would get into trouble.    

"I'll give you a week. I'll come back in a week. " The masked man didn't allow Jones to refuse: "If you don't have any results, then I'll let someone else replace you. "    

Jones felt a chill down his spine. He thought that if this person wanted to find another person to take his place, then he would have to face the same fate as Lando.    

"You can try to escape. If you can escape from my eyes, then you deserve to live. Otherwise, hehe. . . " The masked man's voice became ethereal. The voice that was standing in front of Jones became fuzzy, and in the next moment, it appeared on the balcony outside.    

This elusive movement made Jones and the others frightened. The gunmen began to tremble in fear.    

"Remember, don't tell anyone about what happened tonight, or else you will have to bear the consequences. . . " The masked man disappeared from everyone's sight as the voice became more and more vague.    

After a long time, the gunmen suddenly fell to the ground. Although it was summer, they were covered in cold sweat.    

Jones also had to support the back of the sofa to not fall down, but he looked at Lando, who had died on the sofa. His legs couldn't help but tremble. He quickly said to his men: "What are you standing there for? Send some people to investigate! Also, if anyone dares to say anything about today's matter. . . I'll personally kill him!"    

Next, Jones mobilized the power of the entire gang to secretly search for Dr. Li Wenhe and the ultimate spies of China. He carefully kept it a secret and didn't let outsiders know about it.    

Under the threat of his life and under immense pressure, Jones was so busy that he didn't know that he was outside of Boston. Los Angeles, Chicago, Houston, City of Philosophy and Detroit, San Francisco, Seattle, Baltic and Honolulu, Las Vegas, the leaders of the largest gangs in the big cities of the United States were all killed by a man wearing a silver mask and wearing a Zhongshan suit. Then, he ordered the second gang member to secretly search for Dr. Li Wenhe and the China agents.    

It wasn't that everyone didn't try to escape, but they were often killed before they could escape from that city. Their corpses were still hung in crowded places, which had a great deterrent effect. Then, the third and fourth heads of the gangs gave up on the idea of escaping. They desperately searched for the person the masked man requested.    

The western part of the United States was near San Francisco, and it was not as bustling and noisy as San Francisco. There was a kind of peace and quiet. Many retired people liked to spend the rest of their lives here. Some of the high schools also chose this place to provide the students with a beautiful and quiet learning environment. For example, the most famous Stamford University.    

In a hotel that was not famous in Stanley, Zhou Hao was sitting on a recliner on the balcony, sunbathing comfortably. Li Shuihan was sitting behind him, focusing on massaging his head and shoulders. It was as if she was putting together the most precise instrument.    

"Be gentle, Fourth Boss, Zhou Hao said. I am not an enemy. Can't you be gentle with your hands and feet? " Zhou Hao complained.    

"Oh. " She lowered her grip a little.    

In fact, with Zhou Hao's strong body, even if Li Shuihan used the Genuine Aura on his hands, it would not hurt him. He just took the opportunity to act spoiled to Li Shuihan.    

"Hao, can this method really work?" Li Shuihan said, "We have killed so many leaders of large gangs. I am afraid we have attracted the attention of the CIA and other departments. Will they raise their vigilance or move the location where Big Boss and Dr. Li Wenhe are hiding?"    

It turned out that the masked man who had killed all the leaders of the large gangs recently was Zhou Hao. He had gotten inspiration from Tres. "Although the ability of First Army to gather intelligence in the strongholds of various cities in the United States was very strong, it could not be compared to the gangs that were born and raised. They were the real 'local tyrants', and their infiltration into various areas of the local society could be said to be all-pervasive. It was much more effective to ask these gangs to collect information for him. Moreover, there was no 'First Army'. " It was easy to attract the attention of American intelligence agencies.    

Zhou Hao said, "It is certain that it will attract the attention of the CIA, but don't forget. The CIA and the FBI have a lot of connections with those gangs. Those gangs have long become a burden to them. So even if they find out, there's nothing they can do about it, and those guys who are threatened by us won't care about the CIA stopping them. After all, my life is more important than anything else.    

Also, it would be even better if they moved to the place where Big Boss and Dr. Li Wenhe were hiding. They were most afraid that they wouldn't move. Once they made a move, there would definitely be some clues. This way, we will be able to achieve a breakthrough very soon. "    

Looking at the back of this man, Li Shuihan felt a strong sense of security in her heart. Compared to how she was at a loss when Big Boss had just disappeared, she felt much calmer now that Zhou Hao was by her side. Perhaps this was also Zhou Hao's unique charm.