Super Special Forces King

Chapter 1107: front

Chapter 1107

"Are you all ready?" Zhang Feng turned to look at the dancer and asked.

The dancer's face was covered with scars, with a sullen expression, and sneered: "I've been prepared long ago. I will prepare a perfect banquet for them."

Zhang Feng is absolutely relieved of the choreography, so he didn't ask too much.

Said to Zhao Qiang: "You don't need to stay here anymore, take someone to guard the villa in Mid-Levels, don't let people copy our hometown."

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When thick clouds accumulate to a certain extent, pouring rain will erupt.

The situation is the same!

The news of Lozano's death has spread and fermented quickly, and it has been heard from the first time that Lozano is dead, and it has become Lozano's dead! Although there is only a two-character difference, the meaning has changed from suspicion to hearsay to real news.

In this atmosphere, the chaos underground in Mexico City finally kicked off.

Irene was preparing a hundred people and a dozen vans, whizzing towards the private hospital.

What's ridiculous here is that the van they drove was actually Wuling Hongguang of China. There is no way, the **** car is the **** car. However, if they knew that the person who was going to attack this time was a member of China, they would not know how they would feel in their hearts.

Hundreds of people, almost everyone has a hot weapon, and the simplest is a pistol.

It's not the pistol of the clay stove, but the real thing. At least one-third of the people are holding long spears, semi-automatic submachine guns, and more powerful automatic rifles!

This shows how much Pedro hates Zhang Feng and the group! Of course, it was enough to see how big the movement Pedro wanted to make.

He has already made a decision to tear his face. Although the leak of Lozano's death has some influence on his plan, now he has no choice but to send an arrow!

Another team set off from the back door of an underground bar, this team had fewer than twenty people. Each is a burly man, dressed in a variety of styles, but they all have one common feature, that is, they wear an old and generous coat on their upper body.

Weapons can be hidden under such clothes, but no clues can be seen outside, and even a rifle can be hidden under the clothes.

A team of less than twenty people was divided into four cars, and at the first traffic light on the road, the soldiers were divided into two groups.

Zhang Feng knew about it when the convoy led by Irene was ten kilometers away from the private hospital.

And he witnessed it with his own eyes. Of course, he was not standing on the road, but sitting in Joule's office and seeing it through his laptop.

Gigolo has already deployed a large number of hidden cameras within ten kilometers of the only way to a private hospital. Although it cost a lot of money, it now seems very valuable.

Sitting next to Zhang Feng, Joule heard the latter say: "Dean Joule, do you know who they are?"

Although Zhang Feng's tone was very kind and even cheerful, Joule's nervous body was trembling slightly.

Of course he was not surprised by Zhang Feng's words, but by the scenes he saw with his own eyes.

Shaking and nodding, he said in an unpleasant voice: "Know...Know."

"Yes, Pedro wanted to kill me, and even wished to take my skin off and make a specimen. Haha, then Dean Joule, how do you think Pedro treats you? Would it be better than me?" Zhang Feng asked with a smile.

If it falls into Pedro's hands, whether his skin will be peeled off, whether it will be made into a specimen, Joule does not know, nor has he thought about it. But one thing he knew very well was that he would definitely die! And it will definitely involve his family!

I know too much about Pedro, so Pedro will definitely kill himself! And his suspicious character, he will definitely not let his family go, cutting the grass is definitely to get rid of the roots.

"He'll kill me! He'll kill my family! What should I do?" Joule said in disarray.

Zhang Feng did not say anything this time, but waited quietly.

Joule's eyes finally fell on his face, and he asked in a panic: "Mr. Su Chuan, you must have a way to save me and save my family. Isn't it? Please, please help me!"

"Of course, what are you talking about, Dean Joule? You have taken your own hospital to join me, haven't you? Since you are your own person, of course I will not die!" Zhang Feng was waiting for Joule to take the initiative to speak. , And then continued: "Dean Joule, there is one thing I want to remind you, that is in our business, the most annoying is betrayal. If, I mean, if one day you betray me, I promise you and Your family will definitely be made into specimens."

Joule nodded sadly. He knew that he hadn't looked back now, from one thief ship to another.

He didn't want to, but there was no way, because reality did not give him a choice at all!

Moreover, this thief ship is boarding, so don't want to come down.

Very smoothly, Irene took the convoy and was less than two kilometers away from the private hospital.

But at this moment, the leading car stopped abruptly, and the cars behind also stopped abruptly.

Irene, who was sitting in the third van, frowned and asked through the intercom: "What's the matter?"

"I don't know which turtle sun opened the cover of the sewer. I will go down and cover it, and it will be fine soon." The driver of the leader complained.

"Yeah." Ilne replied subconsciously, but his eyes widened suddenly.

How could the manhole cover of the sewer in the middle of the road be removed?

not good!

Immediately roared through the walkie-talkie: "Come over! Don't worry about the special manhole cover, hurry over!"

The manhole cover in the middle of the road was gone. Although it was dangerous to drive past, he was still able to go around by the side. Stopping in the middle of the road like this made him feel the chill behind his back, and there was always a bad premonition.

I have to say that Irene's hunch is still very accurate!

"It's not good, look... look... the front... the front..." There was a trembling voice from the intercom.

Hearing the sound, Ilne immediately poke his body out of the car window, and saw a large truck approaching at the turn in front!

The big trucks in the front four and eight in the back came over at full speed!

Irene's eyes widened, and he screamed into the walkie-talkie frantically: "The next car will go ahead, go! Go!"

Ambush, be ambush!

At this moment, the last trembling and panicked voice of the driver came from the intercom: "Back...behind..."