"Oh! F*ck! Leo! You idiot! Why did you kill Juan?! F*ck!"

Correa, after all, is a 'soldier', he's not like the typical drug dealers.

The moment he heard the gunshots, he rolled and used an iron barrel in the warehouse as cover.

Then he heard the continuous sound of machine-gun fire, shouting, and the sound of bodies hitting the ground.

Probably, Leo took out the others.

But to be honest, even if those guys were dead, Correa wouldn't bat an eye.

But Juan is dead, that won't do!

You motherf*cker, why would you kill this Juan?

Do you have any idea who he is?

Correa was filled with rage inside, but he hadn't shouted it out loud.

Juan's identity was best kept secret, after all, the man is dead.

But as he turned his head, Correa saw Juan Paddy's head.

Now there was only half of it.

The top was already blown off.

Still, even with just half his head left, the guy was alright.

His mouth still kept that smirk.

Leo didn't answer, which made Correa feel things were more serious.

"F*ck! Leo! Are you mad because I killed Garcia? F*ck! He was just an idiot, do you have to go this far?"

This seemed to make some sense.

At least Garcia couldn't argue back.

"It's not because of him."

Finally, Correa heard Leo's voice.

This made him a bit relieved.

In fact, Correa was shouting like that to make Leo speak.

Because that way he could roughly confirm the opponent's position.

Now he had a general idea, but Correa had confirmed one more thing.

The others had definitely been taken out by Leo, as there were no other voices.

This guy...

"What did you do before?"

"Why ask that?"

"Because you're quite good at killing."

"Haven't you guessed it already?"

"I've never heard of any Argentine soldier this good."

"Then maybe I'm not an Argentine."

"Leo! Then who are you?"

"Trying to get info out of me? That's pretty insincere, isn't it?"

"Haha..."

Correa suddenly burst into laughter, but immediately after, he pressed against Juan's corpse, firing two shots in a random direction!

"Indeed, you're a cunning guy."

Leo's voice came over, but Correa couldn't quite laugh.

These two shots clearly didn't hit Leo.

But that was okay, he had the general direction, time to keep leading the conversation.

"Cunning? Haha… that's a nice word, but it's either I kill you or you kill me, cunning is fine by me."

Correa spoke while feeling for a weapon.

It was a Desert Eagle.

In reality, drug dealers liked using guns like the Desert Eagle, especially those less professional ones.

But as for a soldier like Correa, an elite drug dealer of the Gulf Group.

He usually preferred more stable weapons.

But taking it out now, it was definitely going to be useful.

He pulled out a few bullets, and just upon looking, they were unusual.

Much bigger than ordinary bullets.

In fact, his Desert Eagle was quite large too.

An observant person could see it was a version capable of firing Magnum rounds.

It's said that this kind of gun was originally made for hunting elephants.

In reality, many people might not understand one thing.

That is, legitimate elephant hunting is a way of protecting elephants.

It sounds contradictory, but it's scientifically valid.

Like in Botswana, elephants have already become overpopulated, so why not promote elephant hunting as a tourism project?

Make money, and better protect the elephants.

This world is like that, some truths sound ridiculous, but they are reasonable.

"Leo, that's definitely not your real name, is it? Can you tell me your real name?"

"..."

"F*ck! Fine! I apologize, I shouldn't have killed Garcia! I shouldn't have killed your friend! I'm very sorry! Leo, please let me go!"

Correa spoke while loading bullets, masking the sound of the gun being loaded with his voice.

"I told you, it's not because of Garcia, apologizing to him is your..."

Leo's voice resurfaced, and Correa rolled immediately.

He lay on the ground, bang bang bang!

Fired three shots as quickly as possible.

The Magnum rounds from this oversized Desert Eagle were incredibly powerful.

At Leo's spot, there were also a few iron barrels, which were clearly his cover.

But now, there were three large holes in them.

Leo's voice was cut off.

Correa's face broke into a smile as he moved.

Crawling slowly forward.

A trail of blood on the ground, likely from earlier when Juan's head was shot.

But, this soldier of the Gulf Group did not stop talking.

"Garcia was just an idiot! Would I apologize to him? Haha… Seriously, I never gave a damn about people like him, you're an idiot if you even considered avenging him, you're an idiot too!"

This guy was rambling on, but his moves were solid as a rock.

Indeed, crawling forward slowly, never standing up, taking no risks.

So he was talking to provoke Leo.

What if those three shots hadn't hit?

Killing Leo would be best, but if not, it would be a problem.

Correa even switched guns, as the closer the distance, the less fitting the Desert Eagle was.

Finally, he crawled close to those iron barrels, then slowly moved around, to see…

Correa expected to see Leo's body.

But… nothing there!

Suddenly, a gun pressed against his head.

Correa's eyes widened as he surrendered in a prone position.

But…

"I already told you, it's not about avenging Garcia, I just wanted to kill you all."

There was a gunshot, swift and decisive.

Correa died not knowing Leo's real name.

Owen holstered his gun, his face very calm.

Actually, he was talking through a section of iron chimney in the warehouse just now, so he wasn't behind those barrels at all.

He had anticipated Correa's tricks all along.

Anyway, he had killed them all.

Owen walked out of the warehouse, casually picking up a drum of gasoline...

With a roar, flames ignited.

Owen turned around and got into the car.

He really wasn't avenging Garcia, he just wanted to kill.

Just had some regrets in his heart.

He could have had the chance to tell Garcia.

The United States is not as good as you think, you idiot!

...

The second floor of the Asian Supermarket had originally been unused.

But today, people came again.

Besides Zhou Mo Sen and Attorney Oden, there was a new face.

The Tiger of the Bloodline Gang.

This guy was quite baffled upon arriving here.

However, Zhou Mo Sen's opening line made Tiger jump to his feet.

"It's been found out, someone wants to cut off our Hyaluronic Acid supply!"

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