"How...how can you have an army, just a large number of soldiers? This is impossible, this is simply impossible."
The Emperor of Madrid sat on the ground, babbling as if he was insane.
His eyes were full of fear, fear, uneasiness, as well as reluctance and disbelief that he would encounter such an exaggerated thing.
After checking his background, he was just an ordinary soldier, but when he was captured, he turned into a piece of titanium alloy iron plate.
No one can bear it!
"Whether you believe it or not, my army has arrived downstairs. Let me give you a suggestion. Come up with a way for me to spare your life as soon as possible. Otherwise, you and your PG gang will become history.
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His own people have arrived downstairs, and Long Zhan's whole person exudes unscrupulousness.
Someone who can dispatch an entire army is indeed someone who cannot be offended by a regional gang leader like the Emperor of Madrid.
But as a self-made gangster, it would be hard for him to lose face just to admit defeat.
Thinking that there was no way to withdraw his support, the Emperor of Madrid suppressed the fear and uneasiness in his heart and raised the last strength in his heart.
He lit a cigar with slightly trembling hands, sat on the chair and pretended to be calm: "So what if your army is coming? Don't forget that you are still in my hands. As long as I control you, they will
What can you do to me?
I would rather suggest that you don’t go too far, treat the matter between us as a misunderstanding, I will let you leave, and we will not owe each other anything from now on."
The Emperor of Madrid put on a magnanimous look, as if the one who was at a disadvantage now was the dragon war.
"Oh? Really? Do you really think so?"
Long Zhan smiled brightly.
"Winter~"
At this moment, the door was pushed open hard.
A panic-stricken young man with a frightened face rushed in and shouted like the Emperor of Madrid: "Boss, the group of people downstairs have spoken and told us to release them quickly, giving us only three minutes."
Otherwise...otherwise..."
"Did you just eat shit before you came in and choked your mouth? Otherwise, what the hell are they going to do? You should hurry up and tell me." The Emperor of Madrid roared.
"Otherwise they will launch an attack and raze our place to the ground." The younger brother said in fear.
"Fake!"
The Emperor of Madrid was so angry that his head was smoking. He threw the cigar he had just lit on the ground and roared angrily: "Go tell those bastards outside that the man is still in my hands. If you dare to touch him, I will cut him into pieces."
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"Are you sure... you can do it?"
Long Zhan suddenly interrupted the conversation between the two and attracted the attention of everyone in the room.
"Why can't I do it? There are a total of 6 guns pointing at you in this room, and your hands are locked. No matter how strong you are, what will happen? I only need to give an order, and you will be beaten into a sieve.
"The Emperor of Madrid yelled.
"It seems that you have overestimated yourself and underestimated my abilities."
Long Zhan grinned, showing his white teeth, staring at the Emperor of Madrid with a smile and said: "Let's do this, I will perform a magic trick for you."
"magic?"
The Emperor of Madrid did not understand and was confused.
The six boys in the room were also confused and didn't know what the dragon battle meant.
And while everyone was in a state of collective confusion, Long Zhan stretched out his hands in front of them, revealing the thick metal handcuffs on his hands.
Then exert force with both hands, the muscles instantly swell like mounds, and slowly pull hard to both sides.
"Squeak~~~"
The harsh sound of metal friction resounded throughout the hall.
The seemingly indestructible and impossible-to-break metal handcuffs on Long Zhan's hands were just pulled and deformed by Long Zhan.
finally……
"Snapped!"
Life is crisp.
The metal handcuffs on Long Zhan's hands were overwhelmed and broke in the middle and turned into two silver bracelets, which were worn on Long Zhan's left and right wrists respectively.
"holy
shit!”
"oh
my
god."
"Is this... is this true?"
Long Zhan tore off the metal handcuffs with his bare hands, showing an inhuman and exaggerated power that stunned everyone present.
Tongkong earthquake per capita!
Everyone looked at Long Zhan as if they were looking at an inhuman monster.
"You...you are just a marine soldier? Are all marines so powerful?" Emperor Madrid swallowed hard and said.
"There is something called secret in this world. Your status is too low and you will never have access to it."
Long Zhan did not hide the contempt on his face, raised his tone and said: "I would like to remind you that you only have the last two minutes left.
If you don't want your little brother to be massacred and the PG Gang to be removed from Chicago, you'd better make a decision quickly."
This is the ultimatum of the Dragon War and the countdown to the life and death decision of the Emperor of Madrid.
The Emperor of Madrid was originally a man who feared death and was greedy for money. The moment he saw the army on the balcony, his courage was already exposed.
Long Zhan's "magic" to break open the handcuffs with his bare hands destroyed the last remaining courage in his heart.
Faced with the ultimatum issued by Long Zhan, and knowing that even if they could kill the "monster" Long Zhan, the army below would really remove the PG gang, the Emperor of Madrid gave up his last struggle and became stubborn.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Gibran. This matter is all my fault. To show my apology to you, I can compensate you 1 million US dollars. I hope you will let me go regardless of the villain."
The Emperor of Madrid's posture was low enough, almost begging for a dragon battle.
Compared to this time yesterday, the Emperor of Madrid stood here arrogantly, holding a cigar and frantically blackmailing Long Zhan.
At this moment, the Emperor of Madrid is as humble as an ant.
Within one day.
Change is like heaven and earth.
This seems very incredible, but in fact it is the most basic law in today's world, a law that no one can escape.
The weak eat the strong, and the fittest survive.
Whoever has greater strength and fists will tell the truth.
The Emperor of Madrid lowered his posture and prayed for Long Zhan's understanding, and also paid a huge sum of money.
At least it seemed to him like a huge sum of money!
It's a pity that Long Zhan is not satisfied at all. As the boss behind the scenes whose price has been increased by nearly 100 million US dollars, he doesn't even notice this mere 1 million.
"One million? Are you sending away homeless people? It's not even enough money for me to repair my house."
Long Zhan sneered and made a request: "You can let me go if you want. The cost of dispatching my private army, the cost of arresting me and locking me up for a day, and the cost of mental damage are all added together, and I will be compensated 20 million.
You blackmailed me for 50 million yuan yesterday, and now I only want you to compensate me for 20 million yuan. I have already treated you with all my kindness and justice."
"Compensation of 20 million?"
The Emperor of Madrid was so shocked by Long Zhan's quotation that his eyes almost fell out of his sockets. He shouted angrily: "Impossible, absolutely impossible. There is no way I can compensate you for so much money, and I can't afford it."
"Can't take it out?"
The corners of Neng's lips raised, his smile became thicker, and he said like a cat playing with a mouse: "This is only the first condition. If you can't meet it, then there are two remaining conditions. Don't you have no choice but to die?"
"Don't bully others too much!"
When he heard that there were still two conditions, the Emperor of Madrid completely broke his guard and shouted with a ferocious face: "I have already given you enough face. Don't bully me too much or make me angry. In the worst case, we will perish together."
"Perish together? Can you do it? You must have the capital." Long Zhan curled his lips, the expression on his face was full of ridicule.
"Fuck you."
The Emperor of Madrid could no longer hold back. He was so angry that he was stunned by the dragon battle. He had forgotten his fear of the army and bent down to get the gun on the table.
I was going to make a hole in Long Zhan's body first to let him know that he was not someone to be trifled with.
pity.
The Emperor of Madrid thought he could get the gun because it was less than one meter away from the table and he could reach it by bending down and reaching out.
But they never thought that the dragon battle at a distance of more than two meters not only showed exaggerated and terrifying power, but also showed an unreachable speed.
Long Zhan, who was further away and moved later, grabbed the golden m1911 on the table first.
When the other six boys in the room saw this situation, they were briefly surprised and realized something was wrong, and wanted to take out their guns to stop the dragon war.
However, the moment they were stunned had already caused them to lose this opportunity.
Long Zhan has prepared his actions in advance, and grabbing the gun is just the beginning of his entire set of actions, followed by a set of non-stop combos.
The moment Long Zhan got the gun, his second move followed.
Taking advantage of the inertia of rushing forward at high speed, he directly hit the chest of the Emperor of Madrid, knocking him and the sofa over together, and the two of them rolled to the other side.
The knocked over sofa blocked the view, preventing the six gang gunmen from shooting.
When they wanted to go around, Long Zhan himself appeared in their field of vision, but the six gunmen did not dare to shoot anymore.
Because Long Zhan appeared again, there was already an extra hostage in his arms——
The Emperor of Madrid was strangled by his left hand and had a gun on his temple.
"Don't, don't, don't shoot, calm down, you can talk about anything." The Emperor of Madrid stood up for a few seconds, but his fear of death was exposed again at this moment.
Long Zhan ignored the Madrid Emperor's frantic begging for mercy, and first shouted to the six gunmen: "Put down your guns and kick them over with your feet, or I will shoot him to death."
Long Zhan's online war god has great hand-to-hand combat capabilities. The gunmen here know very well that without their guns, they will all become nothing more than chickens in Long Zhan's hands.
The six gunmen looked at each other, and for a moment they didn't know what to do.