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Chapter 2142: People are ruthless and don’t talk much

Zhao Jiawei looked surprised and asked: "Are you sure?"

The bodyguard said disdainfully: "Of course. In the end, he was regarded as a martyr, and the coffin was covered with the Western flag."

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Before he finished speaking, Zhao Jiawei suddenly raised his leg and slapped his feet against the knees of his left and right legs. The sound was clear and crisp, and it sounded like the sound of the kneecaps breaking.

A scream of "Ah".

The bodyguard did not fall on his back. Instead, he put his feet back and his head forward. First he plopped down, and then he slid backwards on the ground for three or four meters.

Seeing this, the bodyguard next to him retreated and drew his gun from behind. However, his retreating body was not as fast as Zhao Jiawei's feet. Zhao Jiawei flew up and kicked him directly in the lower part of the chest and abdomen. The top of the chest is the weakest part of the human chest.

The bodyguard didn't even have time to scream, before he flew out and slammed into the glass door behind him.

The glass door was originally sensor-controlled. As soon as a person appeared, it would automatically move out of the way. The problem was that the bodyguard was flying too fast in the air. Before the glass door had time to react, it was hit by the bodyguard's huge body. It was smashed to pieces.

That is tempered glass.

When his body fell to the ground with a plop, Zhao Jiawei's foot had stepped on his neck enough, and he howled in pain.

It all happened too fast. By the time Martha reacted, Zhao Jiawei had already leaned over and took out a pistol from behind the bodyguard, and fired back with a "bang" shot, killing the two bodyguards whose knees had been broken before. , screamed again.

It turned out that he was holding back the severe pain and was about to take out the pistol from behind. How could Zhao Jiawei give him such a chance? Without looking back, he hit him directly in the arm.

With a "click", the shoulder blade of the bodyguard he was stepping on was broken by his kick, and the howling sounded again.

Zhao Jiawei turned back and took out the pistol from behind the previous bodyguard, and strode directly towards the hall.

The gunshots had already alerted the people inside.

The girls playing in the pool were stunned for a moment. They only heard two crisp sounds, but they didn't know what they were.

Of course Artur could tell it was a gunshot. While looking back towards the living room, he rowed desperately towards the edge of the swimming pool.

The two bodyguards standing next to the swimming pool could certainly hear the sound of gunshots. They almost simultaneously pulled out their pistols from behind and walked towards the hall at the same time.

Two gunshots rang out, and just when the two of them saw the faces of Zhao Jiawei and Martha clearly, two bullets penetrated their eyebrows respectively.

Atul had already flowed to the edge of the swimming pool and was about to climb up when suddenly two legs appeared in front of him.

Looking up, he saw a young man with an oriental face, holding a pistol in one hand, standing on the edge of the swimming pool, looking down at him.

A few girls screamed in fright.

Not only did they see the two bodyguards fall to the ground, they even saw Zhao Jiawei jump up, do some somersaults in the air, and land directly in front of Artur, with a gun in his hand.

Artur was a little confused. He didn't know Zhao Jiawei, and he didn't seem to have offended any Oriental people recently. How could such a person suddenly appear in front of him?

At this time, he heard the footsteps of a woman. He turned around and saw the slender Martha walking gracefully around the swimming pool with her long legs. .

God, is this the killer invited by Martha?

Artur first looked up at Zhao Jiawei, then shouted to Martha: "Martha, dear, you are finally back, where have you been these days?

Ah——"

Zhao Jiawei couldn't stand his hypocrisy, so he stepped on the back of his hand that was lying on the edge of the swimming pool with his foot, causing him to scream in pain.

Zhao Jiawei raised his hand and pointed his gun at the girls. The girls screamed in fright and panicked.

Zhao Jiawei waved the gun in his hand and told them to leave quickly.

The girls were so beautiful that they quickly took their clothes and ran out from the other side of the swimming pool.

At this time, the two security guards at the door ran in from the outside and saw the two bodyguards outside the door crying and howling on the ground. Then they ran to the hall and saw that the two bodyguards inside fell to the ground. I ran to the edge of the swimming pool and saw several girls running outside. At this time, Zhao Jiawei raised his pistol and pointed it at the two of them.

Both of them panicked and trembled all over.

Zhao Jiawei pointed his gun at the swimming pool. The two security guards understood and jumped into the swimming pool with a "plop, plop" and stayed in the water without daring to move.

Martha walked up to Artur, raised her foot and kicked him hard on the head.

These few blows were already painful enough, but the problem was that his hand was still stepped on by Zhao Jiawei. As soon as he struggled for a moment, the heartbreaking pain immediately hit his body, and he kept howling.

"Ah——, Martha, dear, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, ah——"

Zhao Jiawei inserted a pistol into his back and grabbed it with his free hand The nape of Arthur's neck directly lifted him out of the swimming pool.

His hand was inserted into the soft tissue on the back of Atul's neck. Atul opened his mouth wide in pain but could not make a sound.

After Zhao Jiawei pushed him to the ground and knelt down, Martha, who was completely incomprehensible with her hatred, kicked him in the chest several times, and then he let out a howling sound like a killing pig.

Zhao Jiawei asked Atul: "Do you know what Miss Martha has been through in the past three months?"

Atul shook his head in pain: "No... ....I don’t know.”

Zhao Jiawei asked again: “Have you heard of Hunting Island?”

Artur shook his head again with a confused look. shook his head.

Zhao Jiawei then asked: "Where is the Saviors Alliance?"

Atul's face turned pale and he nodded quickly.

Zhao Jiawei said: "The Saviors Alliance has a hunting island in the West, but the ones being hunted are not animals, they are various people abducted to the island.

Martha The young lady and her two companions were first taken to a hotel for a long period of humiliation, and finally sent to a hunting island.

Her two companions died, and she escaped death. "

Artur shook his head in horror: "I don't know, I really don't know."

Zhao Jiawei asked: "It wasn't Jacob who called you, I asked you to send some beauties over, and you recommended Martha and her companions?"

Artur was confused: How did Zhao Jiawei know about such a secret thing?

He never dreamed that when Zhao Jiawei told what happened to Martha, the scene of Jacob calling him immediately appeared in his subconscious, including the process of their conversation, and Zhao Jiawei through him Her eyes, the contact with his body, completely penetrated everything.

Seeing that he remained silent, Zhao Jiawei directly stepped on the ankle joint of one of his legs with a click. The pain made him howl like a killing pig again: "Ah——, God, it's me, It’s me, Jacob is the boss of Federal City and a member of the Saviors League. He once helped me with something, but later he asked me for help, so he had to do it.”

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