Chapter 1667 The three giants

Where was the black panther? Finally, a trace of rationality appeared in his eyes, and he suddenly gave up and let go of the person in front of him.

"Assholes! I must kill them with my own hands." The black panther roared at this moment,

The subordinate standing next to him gulped, and seemed to have something to say in his heart, but seeing his boss's appearance, he didn't dare to say anything.

"Why don't you get out? Is there anything else going on?" Black Panther asked sharply.

The subordinate looked helpless and said slowly: "General, there is actually another important matter."

"If you fart, hurry up!" the black panther scolded.

The subordinate in front of him couldn't help but stepped back half a step and said: "Mences—Mences—has been assassinated."

"What?" This roar was even louder than the roar just now when he heard the tragic death of ten of his men.

It sounded even more shocking.

"Mences was assassinated tonight, in the apartment where he lived." The man closed his eyes tightly and said these words as if he was desperate.

This is undoubtedly adding insult to injury for the current Black Panther.

His face looked as if he wanted to eat someone, and there was a terrifying light in his pupils.

"Menzies was assassinated," he muttered.

"Could it be that those outsiders knew that we were assassinating them and deliberately retaliated? That's why they killed the Somali hero, Menses?"

Then the Black Panther changed his mind and started thinking like this?

In fact, anyone can guess this by following the clues. Because it is very obvious, and this is also an important reason why the killer deliberately framed Yang Hua and the others.

It seems that this killer is really deliberately trying to harm Yang Hua and the others.

In the hall inside the Melka organization base, there was a snap and the sound of the tea cup being smashed to pieces.

Then I heard a roar that sounded like someone was about to eat someone.

"You bastard, I must catch them, skin them, and eat their flesh."

Following the curse-filled voice, I saw that the roaring person was none other than Melka's military and political leader, Dillon.

His blood-red eyes were shaking violently, and his hands that were trembling from excessive anger were clenched tightly, as if he wanted to crush his enemy alive.

Behind him? There is a black panther standing.

It was obvious that the black panther had told Dillon everything.

"My uncle was assassinated? My uncle was actually killed in Melka territory." Dillon seemed to have become crazy and roared.

That face became violently distorted due to the excessive atmosphere.

"Outsiders invaded our country and assassinated my relatives. I will definitely pay you a bloody debt for this debt."

Dillon growled there.

"Those outsiders are definitely not ordinary people." Black Panther said slowly.

"I don't care who he is? Anyone who dares to mess with me will die!" Dillon in front of him seemed to have lost his mind and kept roaring.

"Seal the whole city. I want all the foreigners to die. As long as I see unfamiliar faces, I will catch them all and torture them with their words and deeds. I must catch them, bastards. I don't believe they can grow up."

Fly into the sky with wings." Dillon roared.

The black panther in front of him hesitated for a moment, then looked at Dillon in front of him and said, "But what if I catch the wrong one?"

The moment he said it, Dillon in front of him suddenly turned his head, his cannibalistic eyes exuding an icy chill, and said: "I would rather kill ten thousand by mistake than let one go. That gang

You bastards, I must use their blood to pay tribute to my uncle’s spirit in heaven.”

The Black Panther heard Dillon's cruel words and didn't say another word. After all, the leadership here was not in his hands, but in Dillon's hands.

As a soldier, it is his duty to act as ordered. So he finally nodded silently.

It was also on this night that the originally peaceful and peaceful urban area of ​​Barra completely fell into a crazy situation.

The whole city is on lockdown.

All major and minor intersections were under martial law, and the entire city was filled with a strong smell of explosives, as if one careless move would plunge someone into a state of death.

After everyone in the city heard that the Somali hero Mensese had been assassinated, the faces of the poor couldn't help but reveal a huge sadness.

They have always believed that one day Mences will be able to defeat the poor people of Somalia, defeat the tyrannical general, and bring the entire Somalia to peace, but now?

The person they had always believed in was assassinated by outsiders overnight.

This is undoubtedly a huge blow to them.

The poor Somalis who organized themselves also went to catch the murderer at the same time. Although they didn't know who the real murderer was, they heard from the authorities that he was a foreigner, so they began to ignore who it was as long as it looked foreign.

If there are people, they will arrest them.

So for a moment, the entire urban area of ​​Bara seemed to be in chaos.

The urban area of ​​Barra is outside the city's entire lockdown, and no one is allowed to go out.

Not far outside the city, about a mile or two away, I saw a group of people stationed there.

If you look carefully, there are 5 tents in total.

There were several military trucks parked around the tent, and two black cars followed closely. One of them was a black Audi, majestic and solemn, and the other was the king of the desert, a Land Rover, a mighty one.

Extremely.

Still standing around were Somali soldiers wearing military uniforms, and the weapons in their hands were all U.S. military equipment.

You can tell at a glance that these people are the general's men.

I saw four people sitting in the tent.

One of them is a man with long flowing hair, a clear-cut face, and especially a pair of sapphire-like eyes that seem to be able to talk. Such a handsome European man is undoubtedly the object of many girls' dreams, but his

There was an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, which gave people a bad feeling.

Rakshasa.

This person is the second-ranked murderer on the killer list, Rakshasa.

In addition to Rakshasa, on the other side was a strong, bull-like man with golden hair.

Wearing a camouflage shirt, the protruding veins on his arms are enough to make people intimidated. His blue eyes are dull and strong, giving people a symbol of strength.

He is also one of the top ten killers on the gold list. Grizzlies.
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