socalfunplaces Chapter 424
Chapter 424
With a "bang!", Gabel closed his eyes forever, ending his sinful life.
Countless lives have died in his hands in this life.
However, his wish when he was a child was to be a hero who eliminated violence and maintained world peace.
In the end, he still lived the way he hated the most.
"Mr. Xu, the police have convicted Gabel and executed him immediately. Do you think this is okay?" Marcus looked at the yellow-skinned, black-haired Orientals in front of him nervously.
These people are really ruthless and don't talk much. If there is a problem, they will directly use missiles to clean up the ground.
Gabel's Free Alliance Mercenary Group is a medium-to-large mercenary group with thousands of people.
However, under the attack of three guided missiles from Fengyun, thousands of people died and thousands of people ran away.
There are few fools among those who come out to mix with mercenaries. Gabel provoked a force that he shouldn't have provoked, and the rest of the people are still afraid of the possible continuous attack from the other force.
The only ones who didn't run away were some wounded soldiers on the ground.
They wailed, looking at the sky with despair, not knowing when they would be hit by missiles again? They were like prisoners, waiting for fate to pronounce judgment on themselves.
However, what they didn't know was that Fengyun would not bombard them with missiles again.
There was no technical reason, it was just too expensive. Three missiles cost Fengyun 40 million US dollars.
According to the current wage standard of Longguo, this 40 million US dollars would require 10,000 workers to work for 10 to 20 years without eating or drinking.
The living should be grateful that their lives are too cheap.
On the one hand, the universal value and morality is that life is priceless, and on the other hand, they survived because of their cheap lives. This has to be said to be an irony of the real society.
Just like the sanctions imposed by a certain Western power on a certain country, because they do not have weapons of mass destruction in their own country, the crime of sanctioning them is the possession of weapons of mass destruction.
As for those countries that truly possess weapons of mass destruction, if there is a problem, everyone will be fined three glasses of wine at most. This is also a channel for countries to exchange feelings with each other.
Therefore, it is impossible for big countries and small countries to truly achieve equality.
Just like the current free alliance between Crow and Gabel, there is no way for them to compete fairly.
Xu Xi glanced at Gabel who had been executed, and just said to Director Marcus lightly: "Director, this is the internal affairs of your police station. We Hongxing Defense are not suitable to participate. Whatever you do is based on the laws of your country and has nothing to do with us, so you don’t need to report to me."
Director Marcus listened to Xu Xi’s words, and his mouth felt like he had eaten a lump of that. However, he still had to maintain a smile on his face and said: "Mr. Xu, you are right, but as victims, you have the right to know the whole story."
Xu Xi nodded, indicating that he recognized Director Marcus’s words.
"Director Marcus, in view of the impact of this incident, in order to safeguard the interests of our company, I have applied to set up a safety zone around the Miller Hotel. Do you need to report to your police station?"
Nominally, the police station represents the laws of the country.
"Mr. Xu, I will have someone take care of this little thing, you don't have to worry about it." Director Marcus smiled humbly like a pug.
In a powerful area, big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimps, as for those refugees, they are not even small shrimps, they can only be bullied.
"Okay, Mr. Director, if there is nothing else, then you can go back first. As for how to make a statement to the outside world, I think you should know how to do it."
"Of course, of course, Mr. Xu, you are busy. Our police station also has some trivial matters, so I won't bother you here."
When Marcus led his people out of the Miller Hotel, he silently looked back at the luxurious hotel.
At this time, thousands of refugees had gathered around the hotel, most of them were Tu people.
After thinking for a while, before leaving, Marcus called another captain and patted his shoulder heavily.
"Harry, you lead 100 people here to help Mr. Xu and others maintain law and order. Remember, we police officers are here to serve the people, don't do stupid things."
"Don't worry, Chief, I know what to do. Our mission is bodyguards, that's all."
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"Boss, this is the situation. The other party is a killer organization called the High Table Society. I have never heard of this name..."
Afterwards, Xu Xi did to FengyunA detailed report.
Fengyun touched his stubbled chin.
High Table? It sounded familiar to him, as if he had heard it somewhere.
But after thinking for a long time, Fengyun still couldn't remember what kind of organization this High Table was.
In his mind, he only remembered the Illuminati, the Freemasons, the Hydra, and the Hongmen.
After thinking for a long time, Fengyun still couldn't think of any clues. Why did this High Table make things difficult for his organization?
Is it just like the other party said, they are selecting new members to join?
Fengyun has a good habit. Once he encounters a problem that he can't figure out, he will consult someone.
Fengyun picked up the phone and dialed a familiar number.
"Hello, General Cook, this is Fengyun. I want to ask if there is a killer organization called the High Table Society. I wonder if it has any connection with your CIA?
If not, then I will report them for murder..."
After Cook hung up Fengyun's phone with a curse, Fengyun also got some information that he didn't know.
With Cook's information, Fengyun suddenly remembered what kind of organization this High Table Society was.
This is a high-end killer organization with a very streamlined killer operation model. From collecting intelligence to hiring killers and aftermath, this organization has complete rules and regulations.
However, killers are killers after all. They are just a group of little mice hiding in the dark and can't come on the stage.
No wonder Fengyun didn't have any impression of them at first.
They are just a group of knives in the hands of the powerful. Sometimes they do some dirty things for these powerful people, and therefore, they get the protection of these powerful people.
But now it's different. Since these little mice have provoked the crows, it should be time to teach them a little lesson.
Fengyun always felt that the story behind this was not that simple.
Perhaps someone was using the High Table to test the strength of Crow?
A little mouse like the High Table can only be a knife in the hands of others.