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Chapter 747 Yes, my private army

The Emperor of Madrid, who was about to shoot at the next moment, was also surprised by the roaring convoy and lowered his gun.

He ran to the side and picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted, "What's going on outside?"

"Boss, there are a lot of cars coming outside. The distance is less than 200 meters. It seems that they are coming towards us. The speed of the cars is very fast." The younger brother replied slightly panicked.

"A convoy is coming?"

The Emperor of Madrid also panicked.

Those who can afford to assemble a large convoy and dare to rush into black communities in a majestic manner are destined to be impossible to be ordinary people.

In order to find out what was going on, the Emperor of Madrid rushed to the balcony in three steps.

Standing on the balcony, you can see the main road, and on the concrete road leading to the Great World Entertainment City, a convoy of at least seventeen or eight vehicles is rushing towards.

The terrible thing is that 9 of them are buses, and even a fool knows they are full of people.

"Fake!"

The Emperor of Madrid made a rough calculation based on his experience and found that if this convoy was really full of people, the number of people would be at least close to 300.

So many people came straight to his home base, and the Emperor of Madrid felt that he was not feeling well.

Until I remembered that I had sent out my underlings in advance and notified the nearby PG gang members to come over. Soon I would have one or two hundred underlings here.

In addition, this is the base camp of the PG gang, and this area is also a black community, so it has an absolute advantage in terrain.

With the support of these three aspects, even if the opponent is an elite from a big gang, if the two sides fight head-on, our side will have a certain chance of winning.

The Emperor of Madrid was frightened and panicked, and then he felt a little more stable.

Returning to the hall from the balcony, Emperor Madrid taunted Long Zhan: "I admit, you bastard does have some ability, and you can actually find the support of a big gang.

He also used a ransom of 50 million to set a trap for me so that I didn't cut you into pieces yesterday and bought you enough time for reinforcements to arrive.

But you thought that just with the few people you found, you could be rescued from here.

I can only tell you that you are thinking too much.

I, the Emperor of Madrid, am not someone to be trifled with. Since you want to play, I will accompany you. We will have a fight here to see who dies first.

However, you'd better consider your current situation. You are now in my hands, and I can kill you with one shot at any time.

It's impossible to ask people outside to rescue you. If you want to get out alive from here, giving me my 50 million is your only chance to survive."

Although the Emperor of Madrid was sarcastic, he seemed not to be afraid at all.

In fact, it can be heard from his words that he does not really want to fight with Long Zhan's people, and has even given up the idea of ​​fighting.

I don’t need the extra 5 million, it’s more important to save my life.

The attributes of fear of death and greed for money were fully demonstrated at this moment.

The Emperor of Madrid thought that he had given him a chance, and that Long Zhan would definitely bargain if he wanted to survive. If he would let the matter go, the matter would be over.

pity.

His calculation was wrong.

Long Zhan never planned to leave like this from beginning to end. Since he decided to step into this place, he must take something with him before leaving.

Especially when he heard that Tucker had brought over a dozen cars, Long Zhan became even more confident.

The Frog in the Well, the Emperor of Madrid, had little knowledge and thought that Long Zhan had found that gangster to support him, and that the dozens of cars that came were all gangsters.

But Long Zhan, as the boss behind Pmc Company, knew exactly who was coming.

With this confidence in him, Long Zhan rebuked unceremoniously: "Mr. Morris, you don't think he understands the current situation.

Now it's not a question of whether you let me leave, but a question of whether I want to leave.

If you don't meet the conditions I put forward, I won't leave here easily. If you invite me here, you must be prepared for this.

There is a saying that it is easy to invite God but difficult to send away, and I am the God who is easiest to invite but hardest to send away."

When talking about the last god, Long Zhan deliberately emphasized his tone.

"What? Are you crazy?"

The Emperor of Madrid was shocked by Long Zhan's words. He looked at Long Zhan with a psychotic look and couldn't believe that Long Zhan dared to say such words.

"Whether I'm crazy or not, it doesn't matter. You can go to the balcony and have a look, and then talk to me." Long Zhan made a suggestion calmly.

While the two were talking, the motorcade had already arrived at the entrance of the Great World Entertainment City.

Before the Emperor of Madrid had time to speak, nor did he follow Long Zhan's suggestion to go to the balcony, another report from his younger brother came over the intercom.

"Boss...Boss, the situation is not good. These guys seem...something is wrong. They look like they are an army."

Compared with the last report, this time his voice was full of fear and his words were stammered.

"What? The army?"

The Emperor of Madrid, who originally thought he was a gangster, felt a chill in his back when he heard these words, grabbed the walkie-talkie and rushed to the balcony.

For gangsters.

Ordinary police officers are already intimidating and will not dare to offend easily.

If they are targeted by the police's special police, the gang members will know that they are going to suffer a serious crime, and they will have no choice but to hide.

If you are targeted by the FBI, you will immediately take off and run as far as you want without even thinking about it.

And if it is targeted by the military, it is completely different from the police, let alone a problem of a certain gang member.

That would endanger the entire gang and possibly lead to a catastrophe that could wipe out the entire gang.

The military is always something ordinary people can't afford to offend.

This is why the Emperor of Madrid was instantly thrown into chaos when he heard that it was an army. He almost lost his soul.

The Emperor of Madrid was like this when he heard the news, let alone when he came out and saw it.

The Emperor of Madrid was lying on the balcony and looked down, and saw people getting off the car one after another. They were all strong and powerful.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Everyone is wearing a uniform Scorpio camouflage uniform, and everyone has an automatic rifle in their hand.

After getting off the car, their movements were even more professional. They spread quickly with lightning speed, seizing every favorable location to use as a bunker. Their guns were pointed at the entertainment venue, and the entire Great World Entertainment City was surrounded.

Through the professional tactical actions of these people, everyone is wearing camouflage tactical vests, etc., and they are also holding first-class rifles in their hands.

At first glance, there is no doubt that this is a well-trained army.

certainly.

If you have been in the military for a long time, you can still see some differences.

For example, these soldiers did not wear military ranks, bulletproof helmets or military caps, nor any military-related symbols.

This means that they are not pretending to be an army, they are just a group of citizens wearing camouflage uniforms with guns.

As long as each of them has a gun license and a private military contracting company background, there will be no problem even if they are caught by the police on the road.

However, ordinary gangsters are not that professional, and it is impossible to tell whether they are real soldiers or not.

Plus the Marine Corps background of Dragon War…

In the eyes of the Emperor of Madrid today, the army that appears in front of him is the regular army that can only be seen on TV.

He is not afraid of fighting gangsters, but he does not have the courage to fight the army.

Not to mention that the levels between the two sides are completely different. The opponent is a real war machine, and even the anger between the two sides is completely unequal.

The small pistols they have in their hands, plus a few spray guns, shotguns, submachine guns, etc., are simply not enough to show off in front of others.

If someone else has an automatic rifle, the firepower alone can create absolute suppression.

Let alone the Great World Entertainment City, which has a full budget, there are only one or two hundred gangsters. Even if the number is doubled, there is simply not enough for them to kill.

Thinking about it, the gap between the two sides is wider than the deepest ocean trench in the world.

Madrid was in panic.

Completely panicked.

He was so frightened that he stepped back from the balcony, stared at Long Zhan with disbelieving eyes, and asked in astonishment: "These troops outside are the ones you called here? Did you get a whole army?"

"Yes, that's right, it's my army, my private army. If you think this is not enough, I can call in more troops until every gap in your entertainment city is filled."

Long Zhan answered with a smile, and the corners of his mouth turned up in amusement.

"Can you call for more troops?"

When the Emperor of Madrid heard this, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his face suddenly turned as pale as paper.

My legs feel weak, my head feels dizzy, and my eyes are blind.

He staggered back a few steps, and finally sat down on the ground limply.


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