A Manga Doctor

The men in the entire New York underground world wanted to fuck him, and he was under a lot of pressure.

It's just that Smith doesn't know that MP Rutledge is a standard politician.

To borrow from Boss Du’s words from Chang Kaishen, politicians’ use of people is like using a chamber pot—when they’re in a rush to urinate, they’re taken out for use, and when they’re done, they’ll be stuffed under the bed to be shameless.

Smith went to Congressman Rutridge's plane without any hesitation.

As a result, Congressman Rutridge sold him outright.

He compromised for his life, endorsed gun management with his future political rights, and colluded with the arms giant Hammerson in an attempt to kill Smith.

But Smith is stupid, and Rutridge is even more stupid than him. You said that your official and business colluded, and everyone knows it well. It would be good to cooperate a little bit. Isn't it asking for trouble by making the relationship public?

As long as you seize the opportunity to cure your own disease first, everything is easy to say...

But this idiot brought Hammerson and Hammerson's men who were chasing Smith on the plane together. As a result, Smith saw the flaw and successfully completed the counter-kill...

Rutridge's brain circuits are hard to understand. What are you going to do with the people you brought Hamerson on the plane?

Control Smith and force him to hand over the baby?

But people have come to the door and want to give it to you...

Can you get the baby in your hand and try to turn your face away?

It can be seen from this that the officials are not necessarily without mental retardation.

Smith successfully hijacked Congressman Rutridge to the belly of the plane in full view.

"Rutledge, your assassination will cause public outrage, get the public to strongly support your gun ban, sympathy votes in Congress, let the gun ban win an overwhelming victory, and you will go down in history!"

Smith tied Rutridge tightly to the iron frame, picked up the gun and pressed Rutridge's forehead, and read a eulogy for him like a cat crying and a mouse.

"what?"

Rutridge looked bewildered.

Brother, have you misunderstood?

Our donkey party's so-called ban on guns is nothing more than a fake gun ban that only allows state officials to set fire to publicity!

Do you think I can really ban guns?

Whether it is folk culture from the War of Independence, or the power conferred by the Constitution, or the entanglement of interest groups, the ban on guns is actually a false proposition here in Eagle sauce.

Not to mention other things, there are nearly [-] million private guns in Yingjiang. If guns are really banned, the army must be sent to suppress them.

Don't look at me now that the public opinion rating is relatively high, but according to a Gallup survey, less than half of Americans support strict gun laws, only 27 of the survey respondents advocate gun bans, and 72 of them oppose gun bans.

Eagle sauce people's daily life is inseparable from firearms. Even if you don't have a car or a house, as long as you have a gun with enough firepower, girls will still marry you.

Hammerson wanted to mess with me, just because their company invested huge amounts of money to develop new gun models, and they were cornered and there was no turning back.

I haven't seen so many giants of Eagle Sauce, is it only the military industry of Hammerson Industries that is chasing me?

If I really have the possibility of completely banning guns, I am afraid that most of the people in Eagle sauce will have to throw bombs at my house.

You expect too much from me, big brother!

The other messed up people don't want to think about it first, they have to figure out a way to survive first.

Rutridge was calm on the surface, but he was actually panicking in his heart!

As a standard politician, Rutridge knows that it's no use reasoning with a fanatic if you can't wake him up.

After weighing the pros and cons, he decided to express his views from another aspect, exuding his own arrogance.

"Come on! Shoot! As long as my death can be exchanged for the gun ban..."

"boom!"

Rutridge looked at Smith in disbelief. Why can't I finish my sentence?

Do you know how emotional my speech is?

Do you know how many criminals listened to my speech when I gave a speech in prison?

I was so close to being shocked that I could make you kneel under my jeans...

Smith scratched his ears. What was he trying to say?

He's been in a lot of gunfights lately, a little tinnitus, can't hear clearly, and there's too much noise on the plane.

Forget it, don't care, maybe you are afraid of death and want to beg me for mercy!

……

Several small black dots appeared in the sky and enlarged at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Well, that's a dead body that is falling fast.

After a while, it fell into an abandoned workshop.

And Smith was still in mid-air and Hammerson's people shot.

He was so arrogant that he literally fucked more than a dozen big guys unscathed.

Just when descending, the parachute opened a little slower, and the fall caused some shocks.

He climbed into the workshop with difficulty, trying to find a place to hide, but he couldn't bear the injury and fainted.

When he woke up, he saw another big wretched face that shouldn't appear in this world, and laughed very sloppily: "Smith, you finally fell into my hands, you can run away if you have the ability? This time I'll see how you escape!"

It finally fell into his hands?

In order to show his "tenacity" of resistance, Smith spit out the bloody spittle on the bearded face.

Beard was well prepared, so he easily avoided Smith's saliva and grinned: "Smith, tell me the location of the woman and the baby, so that I can make you die more comfortable... Otherwise..."

afraid of jg.

Shaking!

Soon, several black SUVs came, and a team of bodyguards carefully protected a person from the car.

The weapons used are 1911 pistols, 5 micro-charges, and Remington 870 shotguns. They are very well equipped, and even the suits and shoes are custom-made versions of the same style.

Here comes Hammerson!

In front of the master, the bearded man tried his best to perform, and put a bunch of harsh words on Smith.

Unfortunately, Smith only thought he was farting.

"Looks like it's time to give you something to taste!" The bearded man was so embarrassed that he pressed Smith's palm on the machine tool in the workshop and took out a dagger, ready to cut a few of Smith's fingers to play with.

It depends on whether Smith can hold on.

Playing criminal law, he is a professional.

"When death is imminent, you dare to speak hard!" There was a trace of blood in the bearded eyes, with a stern look on his face, he snorted coldly, and his hand raised the knife...

"boom!"

The bearded sneer stopped abruptly, only to see his entire head explode, and the standing headless corpse lost its support and fell weakly.

The corners of Mindy's mouth curled up, chewing the gum in his mouth, slightly moving the modified Barrett sniper rifle in his hand, and aiming his eyes at the next target.

Chapter 11: Poor, weak, helpless, and coquettish

Mindy wore a silver-gray mask that covered the lower half of his face, and dark green polarized sunglasses for sniping.

The clothes on her body are very simple, just ordinary clothes. In Mindy's view, she doesn't need such a thing as a body armor at all.

Of course, Murphy was also there, staying by Mindy's side, but Murphy dressed quite carefully.

A pitch-black tactical equipment covered his entire being.

Anti-nuclear and chemical protective clothing, gloves, masks, crew integrated helmet system, anti-fire combat uniforms for Army pilots, and bulletproof vests as standard.

For the telescopes, sights, night vision goggles and batteries used by individual soldiers, a sling-type carrying device is carried on the shoulder, and the back frame is made of aluminum alloy material.

It contains bullets, water bottles, gs, PDAs, reconnaissance equipment, biochemical weapons detectors, medical emergency kits and other things.

There is a 1911 on the left and right holsters, a 4a1 on the back, and a 5-micro punch in the hand.

Don't look at the equipment of Murphy's body, but in fact, Jin Xu is in the middle of it. He mainly comes to watch the fun, and his fighting power still depends on Mindy.

At first, Murphy was a little worried about Mindy's danger. If the process was too dangerous, then they would continue on.

However, Mindy is very confident. She has 99% confidence to completely destroy the two groups and then retreats completely. She has learned the super-killer skill-bullet time from her teacher who is enough to rank the top three killers in the world.

As a killer who has mastered the "bullet time" state, Mindy is confident that he is enough to squeeze into the top [-] of the global killer rankings.

According to Mindy, the mastery of bullet time requires a very special physique that can withstand high concentrations of adrenaline, and there are no more than 100 people in the world who have this special physique, and among 100 people can be controlled by learning The secretion of adrenaline in the body, so that no more than 20 people control the bullet time.

With a population of more than 70 billion, there are only less than [-] people. It is conceivable what proportion this is.

So, sometimes talent is more terrifying than adventure, hard work, and luck!

After Beard was sniped by Mindy, Hammerson's bodyguards also responded quickly, hurriedly surrounded him, surrounded Hammerson in the middle, raised the 5 microchong in his hand, and watched the surroundings vigilantly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Mindy, chewing gum, pulled the trigger three times and easily killed the three Hamerson bodyguards.

When they were attacked, of course they should be spread out, but they were not Hammerson's bodyguards, so they naturally had to put the safety of their employers as their first priority.

Hammerson's bodyguard hurried to protect him and ran outside the workshop.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Gathered together, they were Mindy's living target, and Mindy killed three more people.

No matter how skillfully they evaded the snipers, as long as they had to protect Hammerson, it was like dough in Mindy's hands.

Smith, this little clever ghost, turned over and hid when the beard was killed by Mindy for the first time.

Hammerson's bodyguards were killed by Mindy more than a dozen, and in the end only six or seven remained.

Those who survived learned to be good, and hid under the blind spot of Mindy's sniper while protecting Hammerson.

It seems that they also understand that no matter how fast their legs run, they can't be faster than a sniper rifle.

"I thought they were full of bean curd in their heads, but I didn't expect that they still have some brains." Mindy chewed gum, blew up Hammerson's car, smiled and put away the Barrett sniper rifle, from the gun There was a 1911 in the case.