"I still don't believe it, a few Orientals can turn the tide against the sky!"

The news of the annihilation of Ateli's entire army came back, and Imam didn't accidentally furious, and dispatched a battalion of troops to intensify, in an attempt to completely flatten the village.

It turned out that the police were guarding there.

Moreover, this gang of wimpy eateries were extraordinarily hard this time, and seeing that Seta didn't run in a dingy way.

During the extraordinary period, his subordinates did not act blindly. When the news of the obstruction came back for the second time, Imam couldn't sit still and chose the "Private Conquest."

He brought another battalion of troops, determined to take revenge.

When he saw him driving in person, even if there were a lot of police checks, there were a total of one or two hundred police officers, but the people's public servants were so scared that their faces changed.

"I will give you three minutes, and immediately disappear in front of me. After three minutes, no matter who it is. Kill it!"

Imam maintained his domineering and arrogant style as always, ignoring the police's intention to negotiate.

The two battalions have a strength of nearly a thousand people, and all of them are holding guns. In front of the strong and powerful drug dealers, these trembling police officers are like a flock of sheep with fear.

News of Boss Setta's visit soon spread to the village.

While the hatred of the villagers was aroused, it was inevitable that some people were panicking.

"A thousand people? This Imam is determined to kill him."

The jackal said gloomily.

"It's not surprising, how about Chen Shao and the others?"

Facing Tang Xiaolong's gaze, Qin Han said, "I called him, and he assured us."

"rest assured?"

A member of the Cobra couldn't hold back, and then said: "Seta is already overwhelmed by soldiers, and the police can't stop them at all. They will rush in soon."

His tone is not acrimonious, but an objective statement of facts.

indeed.

This situation and situation.

Thousands of drug dealers just around the corner are blocking the village.

It is really difficult to accept that the matter has been resolved.

"We have to trust the boss."

King Kong said solemnly.

Being strong does have a lot of benefits. At least he is strong and resistant to beatings. He has been shot a few times, and it seems nothing unusual at the moment. If it is an ordinary person, he may not be able to move in bed at this moment.

"No matter what, prepare for the worst and let the villagers take their weapons. Once Seta enters the village, then fight with them."

The jackal spoke.

...

Outside the village.

Three minutes have come.

Imam looked savagely, looked at the policeman blocking the way ahead, slowly raised his hand, and was about to order a mass murder. However, the police finally seemed unable to bear the pressure and dispersed to both sides.

See this scene.

Imam smiled wildly and contemptuously. He was about to swagger forward, but suddenly there was a roar in the sky, from far to near.

propeller.

Imam's eyes shrank and raised his head to see five armed helicopters flying quickly.

"Boss?"

From the point of view of the subordinates, they showed up to inquire, asking whether to shoot down these helicopters.

Imam shook his head and hissed: "No hurry."

Camouflage gunships hovered in the sky, one dropped in height, and then a rope was dropped.

Two special soldiers took Rutan and slowly descended from the helicopter along the rope.

When he landed safely, Rutan, who was a little pale, let out a long sigh of relief, then looked at Imam, who was squinting at him, his eyes dodged subconsciously, but quickly returned to normal. Under the protection of the two special forces, he immediately left. Come here.

"stop!"

These drug dealers, no matter who you are, arbitrarily stopped the two special forces, treating those two assaults as if nothing was left.

"It's okay, I'll go by myself."

Ruta was unimpeded and walked smoothly in front of Imam.

"It seems that I haven't exercised less recently."

Imam said with a smile.

Ruta also smiled.

"If you don't lose weight, my body will have problems."

Although this is a true central official, in Imam's mind, the other party is actually just a fat pig who only knows to ask him for money and is greedy, and he doesn't bother to talk nonsense with him at this time.

"After I finish the matter, I will treat it well."

He looked forward and planned to order again.

"and many more."

Ruta hurriedly said, "Yimamu, these villagers can't kill."

"Why can't you kill?"

Imam's eyes moved again, squinting, and the cold light flickered.

In this conflict with Sinaloa, he was suffocated. The official favoritism was still in his heart. Now that the other party came out to stop him from taking revenge, an anger surged in his heart.

"The President already knows about this. If you insist on going your own way, the consequences will be very serious."

"How can this little matter get there?"

Imam frowned.

"It's a secret."

"Who?"

Rutan quickly took out a picture.

"it's him."

Imam stretched out his hand to take it, seeing the person in the photo, his eyes suddenly gloomy.

"How do you know him?"

"He is now in Mexico City. This kid has an unusual status. He knows a lot of people in America, so he met with the president and told him what happened here."

"He went to Mexico City?"

Imam's mood suddenly went bad.

His main target was this Oriental, but he didn't expect the other party to slip away slyly in advance.

If this kid is not there, even if he kills all the villagers, it's hard to understand his anger.

"Yes, it was the president who asked me to deal with it, Imam, don't be confused. The incident between you and Sinaloa was already very serious this time. If you were doing it like this, the consequences..."

"Are you threatening me?"

"I just remind you!"

Rutan seemed to have a temper, and said coldly: "What's the point to you to kill these villagers? It will only make Setta bear more taint. You must know that many people are trying to trouble you. Don’t you give them a chance?"

"But I have died so many people, can I just forget it?"

Imam didn't know exactly what happened, so his hatred for these villagers was not strong. Almost all his hatred was concentrated on Chen Liang.

"Don't worry, I will help you out with this tone."

As a politician, Rutan knows that transactions must be fair.

"As long as you let these villagers go, I will hand over this oriental man and let you handle it, how about?"

Imam's eyes flickered.

The opponent has now run to Mexico City, and he is actually able to see the president, which shows that if he wants to catch the opponent with his own power, it is probably impossible.

After all, Mexico City is not Tijuana, and Seta is not really covering the sky.

"you promise?"

Imam squinted.

These villagers kept them as well. They couldn't run anyway, and it wouldn't be too late to deal with them in the future. The urgent task at the moment is that the kid can't be allowed to run away.

Rutan nodded without hesitation, his expression extremely serious and serious.

"I promise."

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