Chapter 1730

Mexico.

The capital.

Mexico City, a slum basement, three people sitting around, smoke, three years ago, they are what scenery, eat, drink, a lot of money and women.

After the boss died.

I thought I could turn over.

I don't know.

He became a family.

Only then did they know that firewood and rice were expensive. What made them angry most was that the eldest brother didn't even tell where the wealth he had earned in recent years. After searching all over his residence, he found a few steel bars.

It's real steel.

Three.

One for each person present.

It's ironic to the extreme. Later, life became more and more difficult. Fruit wine made many people quit their addiction. The market was shrinking rapidly in both the US and the local.

Good day.

Gone forever.

That hate.

However, they don't want to follow the leader's lead. If they only kill their leader, it's not a matter at all. No one will be afraid.

But.

Three world class killer groups have been wiped out.

The shock.

It's always in the present.

"Zero out?"

First.

The man who lacked a finger said softly.

"Yes." The second leader nodded.

"This is a good opportunity. He has been staying in Myanmar. With the last assassination, the security personnel around him are very vigilant. So far, it is difficult to get close to him, let alone kill him."

"Where are you going?" The man sneered.

“。。。”

The second leader was stunned.

Where can I go?

We're not killers.

"I don't know."

"You have money?"

Another question of soul.

Money.

They didn't have much money. After the boss died, his wealth disappeared, and he went through "collapse" several times. His men took away a lot of money and left a nest full of rain.

It's sad.

Profiteering industry.

There are not many of these things. Now we have to rely on other businesses to maintain them. But after all, we don't make any money before. The second leader has managed to save some savings. How can we spend it on nothing.

"I mean, he has a lot of enemies."

"Who will answer?"

"There are always people who are not afraid of death."

"Yes, too."

"You agree?"

All of a sudden, the man looked at him like an idiot. "You're stupid. He has many enemies. Do you still use us to pay? Do you think the reward hanging up before is a decoration? "

It's been so long.

Awe.

It never dissipated. However, the reward for zero has never disappeared. It's just that no killer has completed it. Since that time, the power of the hand has never appeared again, and the temptation is inevitable.

Step by step.

The life of zero is more and more valuable.

It's just that.

No one got it.

"Yes, too."

"But will they do it these days?"

"Who knows."

The man took a deep breath.

He has no money to take, but he thinks there are still many desperators. Few people in the world are so valuable that they will not cause serious consequences.

Myanmar.

It's not a big country.

It's not a powerful country.

Even without a decent weapon, the assassination of the president can not create any big waves in the international arena. The most important thing is that it has swept the face of the United States several times, not all the way.

So it is.

Only then can anyone dare to do it.

It's time.

Good location.

People and people.

Zero does not know the current affairs, will eventually taste the bitter fruit.

。。。

South America.

Paraguay.

Kovaro headquarters.

"Out of the cage, a lot of hunters."

"Want to take this order?"

"Hard."

"Zero cars have excellent bulletproof performance. On the road, it's hard to have a chance to do it. Long range weapons are not good. If they take action, they will only be under siege. It's said that they don't have much ammunition."

"One magazine, eight rounds."

"There are not many opportunities on the way."

"But there are also many. It's not impossible as long as you are prepared for tens of kilometers from the urban area to the airport. The only problem is the speed of the US response, and the whole operation time is very short."

"Do you want to do it?"

"Do.. I don't do it. "

The old man talked to himself.

Kovaro.

It has a wide range of business.Including, of course, assassinations.

However.

Generally, what they undertake is big work. Most killers act alone. They organize and plan large-scale actions. They don't play in the same way, such as zero. A single killer can only watch.

You can't do without people.

We have to have good news.

I can clean up.

Otherwise.

If he continues to do so, he will die. Kovaro's relationship is all over the world, and he has a strong ability in peacemaking. He feels that this matter is unusual. Is it someone who specially leads the tiger out?

Create opportunities!

"Do it."

For a while.

The old man spoke.

Kovaro.

It's time to do something big. Last year, there was a big change in kovaro. New York and the island Research Institute had accidents one after another. The island Research Institute even collapsed, and many experimenters fled.

So far no one has been found to do it.

For this reason.

It took a lot of energy to settle the matter.

Next.

Faulkner, the former leader, betrayed for unknown reasons and died on the way to escape. Then, a large number of Faulkner's confidants were implicated. For this reason, kovaro conducted an internal inventory for several months.

Finally.

Stabilize this huge existence.

But.

But let a lot of people see the joke. Kovaro, one thing is needed to restore deterrence. Zero is a good chance to get money and fame at one stroke.

"OK, I'll arrange it right away."

"Prepare more plans."

"Yes."

The man left excitedly with a trace of cruelty on his face.

Zero.

Identity.

Status.

Wealth.

They are rarely encountered by kovaro. In history, they have taken on many such jobs, such as in Africa, where they are in a mess and seize power. They are very fierce and their business is OK.

So.

I don't think it's a big deal to kill zero, just to see if it's necessary.

"What on earth will you be treated with?"

Go out.

He thought as he walked.

Turn right.

This is the secret operations department of the headquarters. Suddenly, the man's eyes were full of horror. He saw more than 20 men fainting on the ground, standing with more than a dozen heavily armed men.

Asian.

Africans.

Westerners.

All the costumes

and equipment I haven't seen are looking at him coldly, not even the muzzle of the gun.

Cold sweat.

It's coming out of the back.

Calm down.

Calm down.

We must calm down, but how can we not calm down? This is the headquarters in kovaro. It's heavily guarded, with hundreds of guards and surveillance everywhere. Moreover, it's still on the fourth floor underground.

How could someone call in? Nothing happened.

Is that right.

Is it one of our own?

"Who are you?"

The man finally asked.

It's a pity.

Nobody's talking to him. Pull the gun? He had to be able to do it. He was still in the headquarters and saw the actual controller of kovaro. He didn't carry weapons with him. He didn't dare to move even though he was afraid of being bumped.

"I don't know."

Just about to say.

There was a swelling pain in the back of the head and darkness in front of my eyes.

Fall to the ground.

Behind me.

Tang Qing's feet are adsorbed on the ceiling, hanging upside down, smiling, turning over and stepping on the ground. Since he has time, how can he miss this action? He has arranged for kovaro for more than a year.

As planned.

The end of the year, take control of it.

November.

Just right.

I was going to do it this month.