Becoming an overlord, sitting on a large region, hundreds of subordinates, and hundreds of guns and ammunition. He deserved to be a local emperor, okay?
Of course, it was good, but this was not ancient times.
The chaotic situation would eventually be eliminated, and the old era would always be defeated by the wishes of the masses. From a long time ago, or rather, since he was still in the "Imperial Capital Headquarters," Ming had already known that this was a road of no return.
Even a behemoth like the "Imperial Capital Headquarters" was ultimately defeated by the state apparatus. However, although the country was still in a chaotic situation because of historical problems, history was ultimately deduced by people.
Ming didn't want to become a person eliminated by history, and he didn't want to be restricted by the state system. So, he would become the rule maker.
Enlistment … This was a good opportunity.
Although it happened suddenly, Ming keenly captured the opportunity to change his life.
Years of prison life had already changed Ming a lot. In prison, he was not disturbed by anyone. When he was really quiet, he could think about the future.
For a big shot at his level, going to prison did not mean losing everything. Buggy, the coward, could also live like a member of the royal family in another prison.
This country had already become so corrupt.
In a few years, in prison, Ming self-taught a lot of knowledge and even got several degrees. He began to plan another way out of life.
He was born a smart person. When he was a child, he grew up in a wealthy family and even had an official background. It was just that his family became a victim in the political struggle of the country.
This time, Roger's request gave the country a big headache, and Ming knew that his opportunity had come.
Although he was in prison, the crime was not serious. The real felony had been taken on by him as a scapegoat, so he was only sentenced to 13 years in prison at first. This time, he agreed to be an official mole, so he was pardoned for the rest of the sentence.
"Mr. Minister of Security, your Senate President is currently taken away by Crocodile. This should be a good opportunity for you. The location is … In addition, I will directly clear the blockade of the gate for you."
Brother Ming turned off the communicator that he carried with him and wiped the blood off his face. The subordinates that Roger asked him to bring with him to ambush Billy's group had all fallen.
It was very easy to get rid of these fellows who were full of respect and admiration for his past deeds.
Even Moria, who used to work together with him, fell in a pool of blood at this time, with confusion in his eyes. He died without knowing why.
Before they died, they probably never thought that such a vicious and evil person would actually become the government's lackey … Well, Brother Ming didn't like the term lackey, or it should be called: collaborator.
However, there was a small mistake … That was, there was actually a guy who was not dead and had informed Roger in time.
However, it didn't matter anymore. As long as the police's Special Operations Team took action, they would naturally take care of the bandits in the concert hall at an extremely fast speed.
The biggest problem was the detonator in Roger's hand. However, Brother Ming did not think that Roger would have the idea of dying together with the enemy. After all, this was a ruthless person who was willing to betray his own father in order to survive.
Perhaps after washing away his identity as a gang leader, it would be a good choice to appear with another identity.
The funds he transferred before he went to prison were quite sufficient. Then … how about becoming a senator and then a politician?
"But Roger actually mastered that kind of thing …" Ming sneered, "Let me take this kind of thing."
Of course, he did not report some of his conversations with Roger.
Ming laughed strangely and moved forward in the darkness, but his steps were light as if he was walking on a sunny road.
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A few minutes before the power went out.
Listening to the screams in the room, the gangster who followed Roger's order to Crocodile yawned in boredom, lit a cigarette and smoked comfortably.
Boss Crocodile had always been famous for his cruelty and liked to torture and kill. Although the old man was not killed by the leader, when he came out, he was afraid that he would be hanging on by his last breath.
Inside the room, just as the bandits outside had thought, the head of the senate was already drenched in cold sweat, and his face was bruised and swollen.
At this time, Crocodile pulled the old man's tie with one hand, making him grasp his collar in pain and struggle.
Seeing the old man's painful expression, Crocodile grinned, "Dear Uncle Berveld, you never thought that you would fall into my hands one day, did you?"
"Crocodile … Don't make mistakes … Make mistakes again …" The old man begged with difficulty.
"Uncle, since you married into the Capedon Family, you have tried to distance yourself from us poor relatives. The Capedon Family does value you and even pushed you all the way to the position of senator. But uncle, aren't you a bit too ruthless? " Crocodile pressed the old senator's head against the wall, "But it doesn't matter. I don't intend to let people know that my uncle is you. Otherwise, after this release, the government may be interested in talking to me. "
Berveld saw stars and felt dizzy, but he suddenly felt a sense of regret … If he had not completely concealed his relationship with Crocodile since he came to power, and let the government know some of it … maybe he would not be in such a dangerous situation now?
"Unfortunately, no matter how regretful you are, it's too late." Crocodile grinned, "In less than ten minutes, I will throw your body out as Roger said. Dear Uncle Berveld, let me call you for the last time. "
He kicked Berveld's stomach hard, making Berveld spit out red and white turbid things, and his body twitched because of the pain.
"Crocodile, my dear nephew … Let me go … I … I don't have a long time to live …" Berveld grasped Crocodile's trousers with difficulty, raised his head, and begged, "I can … I can give you all my wealth …"
He knew Crocodile's hatred for him … If it was another person, he would at least have a trace of confidence and would not beg bitterly.
Crocodile directly stepped on Berveld's palm, as if breaking his finger bones, and then snorted, "How much wealth of the Capedon Family can you control? I may not have less wealth than you, and I can even create more in the future! This country's prison exists in name only for me! Don't you know how much my wealth has increased over the past few years? Why did you ask me to hide behind the scenes? Idiot! I've been waiting for 20 years to kill you! Eight minutes … It's the first time I feel that time is so long! "
Looking at Crocodile's playful smile, Berveld was desperate.
In the last few minutes of life, the joys, sorrows, and spicy came one after another. He had been seriously injured, and his body was already old. How could he bear it?
Perhaps his internal organs had already been ruptured, Berveld only felt that everything in front of him became dim … Perhaps this was the moment of his death.
The door of the room seemed to suddenly open, and someone rushed in, saying something to Crocodile …
After hearing it, Crocodile did not seem to have any hesitation, and directly grabbed a pistol from that person's hand, and directly pointed it at his forehead. He even felt the cold breath of the muzzle.
God … I don't want to die like this …
Even if I have to sacrifice my soul …
I beg you …
Narrowing his eyes, Berveld only felt that his eyelids were extremely heavy, and he gradually lost consciousness … as if waiting for him was an eternal darkness.
The fire of life was weak like a candle in the wind, gradually extinguishing.
"Sir, the 'survival' you requested has been delivered."
It was a woman's voice.
"Enjoy the rest of your life. Although it's not much, I hope you can enjoy your old age. When it's over, please allow us to come and take your soul … "
The voice spiraled away like a dream.
Berveld slowly opened his eyes, and seemed to feel that the pain in his body was much better. Although he was still very weak, he could open his eyes, and even recovered a lot of strength.
But there was still darkness in front of him. But at this moment, the door of the room was opened again … It seemed to be kicked open. Four fully armed and masked police troops rushed in at the same time.
The strong lights installed on the guns illuminated the scene in the room, and Berveld also saw the situation in front of him — Crocodile had fallen to the ground, together with a criminal.
What happened?
Berveld's mind wasn't completely blank. He could at least tell that the fall of Crocodile and the criminals happened before the special forces broke in.
How infuriating!
Berveld suddenly felt angry. Why couldn't these incompetent guys appear in time? At that moment, Crocodile really wanted to kill himself — if he didn't suddenly fall down.
But … who shot him? Two living people had fallen down without a sound?
"Calling the headquarters, calling the headquarters, the head of the Senate has been successfully rescued."
"Calling the headquarters, the head of the Senate has been successfully rescued, and the criminal Crocodile has been captured!"
"Roger! Now, please immediately protect the head of the Senate and evacuate from the safe route, no mistakes! "
"Roger!"
Berveld's face was gloomy as he watched two special forces take the fainted Crocodile and the criminal away, and he followed the last special force and left quickly.
"Before you came in, did you see anyone or hear anything?" Berveld suddenly asked.
His voice was as oppressive as a beast in the corridor without light due to the power outage.
"No." The special force didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of the real big shot of the country. He respectfully said, "When we came in, we saw the same scene as when you saw us coming in."
Berveld rubbed his forehead.
— Enjoy the rest of your life. Although it's not much, I hope you can enjoy your old age in peace. When it's over, please allow us to come and take your soul as a reward …
That voice seemed to be engraved in the bottom of his heart. Once again, it was a cold female voice.
Berveld followed the special force and left quickly. He also intermittently heard the news about the scene from the communications of the Storm Squad members.
"The hidden outposts of the criminals have been cleaned up … Starting to attack the concert hall …"
"Shoot the target as soon as possible … Action!"
"Something unusual happened …"
"Report! All the criminals in the concert hall are unconscious … Before we arrived? "
"Report the number of remaining criminals, report the location of Roger, Moria, Bucky, and others! Roger has a detonator in his hand … "
Another … mysterious coma?
Berveld deeply frowned.
But at this time, he had been tied with a belt and a steel cable. The Storm Squad members had sent him to the rooftop of the theater and were ready to send him out from there — the helicopter was on it.
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…
The gunshots sounded and stopped, and then suddenly sounded again. There were collisions and furious cries … After a few times, Bucky just held his head in panic and squatted on the edge of the wall.
The gunshots didn't sound for a long time.
In the darkness, Song Haoran's voice sounded faintly, "Mr. Billy, follow me, the police seem to have started to act …"
The sound of running could be heard. In the midst of the chaos, someone could be heard saying, "Quick, quick!"
"Wait … Wait for me!" Bucky quickly stood up.
But it was dark all around. There were two ends of the corridor, and he didn't know which one to go to — But at this time, the lighting system of the theater suddenly recovered!
It was as bright as day, and Bucky's eyes suddenly felt a little painful.
But he saw that beside him, three of Roger's men fell directly in a pool of blood, and Roger also fell to the wall with his head down, holding a dagger in his hand with blood on it. At the same time, at least three bullet wounds could be seen on his chest.
Song Haoran and others were just in front of him, about seven or eight meters away.
A bodyguard's shoulder was dyed red, and Lluvia also covered her arm. Song Haoran didn't know when a bleeding scar appeared on the back of his hand.
It seemed that in the short time of the power outage, the two sides had an extremely dangerous fight.
"You didn't die? Forget it, keep up. "Song Haoran looked back and glanced at Bucky," What a lucky guy. "
Bucky smiled bitterly and quickly got up. But at this moment, he glanced at Roger from the corner of his eyes, and suddenly his body tensed up.
Roger suddenly looked up, his eyes like a ghost, looking at him … He was seriously injured, but he didn't die!
"Bucky, you betrayed me." Roger showed a cold smile.
"Not dead yet? You're really tough. "
Not far away, Song Haoran shook his head, took a pistol from Lluvia's hand, and quickly aimed at Roger's head … At a distance of less than ten meters, he naturally wouldn't miss.
But Roger quickly took something out of his tactical waist bag, and then suddenly stabbed it at his neck.
Song Haoran couldn't see what it was.
But Bucky saw very clearly that it was a syringe, and it seemed to contain a dark blue liquid …
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