C695 Who Is Going to be Unlucky
C695 Who Is Going to be Unlucky
Maternal love was great, and Nier would never accept the reality of sacrificing her son in exchange for a profit.
However, since she was no longer able to change this, she would calm down in despair and begin to come up with a crazy plan.
The world was a beautiful place to stay, but only if God didn't take Nier's son away.
Would Grandpa regret using his decisive and iron-blooded wrist on me?
Staring at the starry sky outside the window, the corner of Nier's mouth curled up into a smile.
One of Old George's two trusted bodyguards, Mussen, was sitting on the sofa in the guest room, silently watching Nier.
Honestly, Mussen also felt that Old George was being too extreme this time. He shouldn't have used this method to deal with Nier.
However, since Mussen had spoken softly and she had already sold her men to Old George, she could only follow Master Jue's instructions and guard Nier well, preventing any accidents from happening.
Mussen is confident to complete the task Master Jue ordered, but did not have the confidence to complete Master Jue's other wishes, such as assassinating Little Caesar.
After the phone rang, Mussen looked at Nier, and just as he answered the call and whispered her name was Mussen, he jumped up from the sofa and said, "What, Mannock and his wife have already escorted Little Caesar to the plane? "How, how could this be good? Alright, I understand."
As many as twenty-seven killers went after Mannock and his wife. Twenty-three of them were killed, but the news of Mannock and his wife boarding the plane with their children still didn't get through. How could they be so powerful? "
As he said that, Mussen felt as if a pair of burning eyes was staring at him. He subconsciously looked up and saw Nier looking at him. Her face was flushed red, her whole body was trembling, and her eyes were shining brightly, as if she was about to pounce at him at any time.
"Young, young miss."
Liu Tie swallowed his saliva, stood up from the sofa, shrugged with a bitter smile and said, "You didn't hear wrong, Little Caesar was escorted by Mannock on a plane to the Holy Dynasty, only four out of the twenty-seven killers survived, it was a mysterious woman who saved them."
Nier slowly walked over and sat heavily on the sofa. She lifted her hand to stroke her hair and took a few deep breaths before saying, "My grandfather will definitely be disappointed, won't he?"
"He will be very disappointed if he fails their plans one after another."
Mussen nodded first, then shook his head: "However, you should know Master Jue best. He is a person who never likes to accept failure."
"Hehehe."
Nier chuckled. She looked at Mussen with slanted eyes and asked, "Are you saying that he still has some tricks up his sleeve?"
Mussen nodded with certainty: "I have never doubted it."
Nier asked again, "Will he arrange for someone to assassinate Little Caesar at the Holy Dynasty?"
Mussen didn't answer the same question, but the expression on her face explained everything.
His son's safe escape made Nier completely relaxed. She chuckled and said: "Mussen, you know my grandpa never likes to accept defeat, but that doesn't mean he never fails. At the end of the last century, he encountered Waterloo at the XG. I dare say that this time, he will swallow the bitter fruit of his defeat. "
Mussen frowned and said faintly, "Miss, do you think that the people of the dynasty can protect their children better?"
Nier raised her head and said faintly, "Mussen, you have never been to the Divine Dynasty, so you have no idea how much power the clan can really produce in that ancient land. Unfortunately, my Little Caesar comes from that powerful family. "If you guys can hurt Little Caesar in their hands, then I won't complain at all, I definitely won't."
"I don't know if the family you're talking about is as powerful as you said."
Seeing Nier's relaxed face, Mussen could not help but say, "All I know is that your sweetheart, the Mr. Gao, is being chased by a dozen or so true experts of George Family led by Fannie. I believe that it won't be long before the news of his death will temporarily quell Mr. Nikov's anger and allow him to hold the wedding ceremony with you peacefully. "
If Nier didn't show a relaxed expression, Mussen didn't want to tell her that her man was being hunted.
Mussen was a kind woman. She hoped that Nier would listen to Master Jue and live her happy life. She shouldn't have heard the news of her sweetheart being killed before the wedding. That would have affected her mood.
As expected, Nier's emotions were affected. She was stunned at first and then burst into laughter. "Ha, ha, ha!"
"What are you laughing at? You, you don't want your sweetheart to be killed, do you? "
Mussen was confused by her laughter. She didn't understand what was wrong with Nier. Shouldn't a woman be sad when a woman's sweetheart was killed?
"Ha, ha, ha. Yes, I was hoping that my sweetheart would be killed. Three or four years ago, I was hoping that he would be killed by the elite bodyguards by my grandfather's side, saving me from his clutches."
After laughing for a full minute, Nier patted her full body and stopped laughing as she said softly, "Mussen, do you know why you and Fannie became my grandpa's most trusted bodyguards?"
Without waiting for Mussen to say anything, Nier laughed again, but this time she sneered: "Hehe, because his previous elite bodyguards from the top class of the world were all killed by Gao Fei. Otherwise, how could you and Fannie get such a good job! "
Mussen's expression changed. Before he could say anything, he heard Nier continue: "You don't even know how scary that guy is. You should have heard about the Ma Hang hijacking case half a year ago, right? Over a hundred terrorists died in their hands. Not long ago, he had been trapped hundreds of meters underground, and even after experiencing a magnitude 7 earthquake, he was still able to survive. "Hai."
Nier sighed, shook her head and said, "I'm not trying to scare you, I'm just speaking the truth. I don't see any hope for you to kill him, even if it's just a little. I have a suggestion for you. Prepare to face the death of Fannie and the rest. "
Through Nier's confident eyes, Mussen's face finally turned ashen.
Fortunately, she was one of the Black Sisters, so Nier couldn't tell.
Old Buck had been retired for fifteen years.
Before retiring, he had accumulated enough money to live happily to the point of meeting God, and he had also settled his home in Las Vega.
He liked the Nightless City, the colorful nightlife, and the long series of numbers on the bank card. It always made him feel like he was a teenager.
For the past five years, every time it got dark, he would say goodbye to his wife, who had gone to heaven, and walk out to places where he could find a sense of youth. It wasn't until the next morning that his Arab servant would drive his ten million dollar limousine home to take him home and rest.
He likes to walk and ride home.
When he went out, he enjoyed being able to walk.
When he returned home, he could feel the serenity contained within the Spirit Pivot.
For five years, if he walked out of his house, he would be able to see the private club across the street.
Old Buck had heard that the owner of the clubhouse was a young man who had been married to an Asian girl just yesterday.
He could not understand. Why would someone with the America of a high level private club marry an Asian or a girl from the Southern Yue?
Didn't he know that the South Vietnamese girls were unattractive?
I heard that after the Vietnam War ended, the South Moon Heavenly Palace proposed to use the national girls as compensation, but they were all rejected by the America Heavenly Palace. The reason was that the southern Yue girls were too weak, black and thin like monkeys, and no one wanted to buy them even if they wanted the America.
Now, this successful young man had married a South Vietnamese girl. Old Buck felt that it was necessary for him to bless this young man, bless him for bravely marrying a South Vietnamese girl despite the common sense of his country.
After Old Buck made up his mind, he decided to go to the private club first.
He had just reached the intersection, ready to pass the street light before it turned green, when he saw a strange open-top sports car whizzing past the intersection, skidding past a red light on the back of a normal car, bawling and jumping onto the sidewalk, heading straight for the door of the private club.
The reason why it was still alive was because it did not seem to be an open-top sports car at all. However, the roof of the sports car had been forcibly cut off. Furthermore, there were bullet holes all over the body of the sports car.
Because of the rampage of the sports car, there was a series of brakes and collisions.
Without waiting for Old Barker to react, he saw a few more motorcycles roaring and charging towards him from afar. Ignoring the cars parked in the middle of the intersection, the driver suddenly raised the handlebars!
Boom!
Amidst the loud roars, four motorcycles soared into the sky at the same time, just like how old Buck used to watch the acrobatics performances of flying cars. However, the environment was more exciting, since this was a street where cars came and went, daring to play flying cars like this, without having the guts to fight against Enforcer, was impossible.
Just like old Buck, many passersby were shocked by the skill of these four motorcyclists. They looked at the cars flying down in a beautiful arc with their mouths wide open and eyes filled with admiration.
There was no doubt that these four motorcycles would land safely and then perform even more brilliantly.
Unfortunately, God might have had too much to drink today. So many people's hopes didn't even reach the four racers. Just as they slid down from the highest point to the ground, a few rays of dark blue light shot towards them like lightning, accurately hitting their hearts and mouths.
After that, blood splattered everywhere. The four motorcyclists were like angels with broken wings. They screamed a few times before letting go of the car and heavily smashing into the road. After rolling a few times, they stopped moving.
At almost the same instant, the four drivers were shot in the mouth by the four bullets, falling down to the ground like angels.
Old Barker and the others were stunned.
Just now, they clearly saw several rays of eerie blue light flying over from the front, back, left, and right, one of which was right behind him.
He saw a short girl with black skin squatting on the window of the second floor of a shop behind him. In her hands was a very professional Sniper Rifle, and on the left side of her hair was a red silk flower that only local girls would wear when they married.
God, was she the one who shot and killed the motorcyclist?
After understanding this cruel reality, he wanted to hug his head with both hands and hide in the shadows by the roadside. However, because he was too nervous, he was unable to move at all and could only raise his head and look at him dumbly.
The girl also noticed Old Buck and smiled sweetly at him, but ignored him. She once again raised her sniper rifle and pulled the trigger on a large black jeep.