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Three cars flew past on the road, these three cars were the same cars that the people who attacked Wendell and Liam were riding in before.

However, compared to the previous faction of cars, the three cars now had a somewhat cold paint job, and one of them had a few bullet holes, which were caused by stray bullets hitting the car, which made the situation look more or less wretched.

The three cars had been driving at speed for most of an hour before they stopped in a suburban area.

A man quickly got out of the car in front and came to the middle SUV and said respectfully, "Sir, the count is done ……"

"Oh, how many died?" The man sitting in the back of the SUV asked, still smiling as he spoke, as if those people who fought Wendell fiercely earlier had nothing to do with him, and even the fact that many of his men had died had no effect on him.

"Fifteen dead, five of them snipers, ten fighters ……" No matter what the man's expression was, the person reporting from outside had been very respectful, and it was obvious that he was in awe of this man in the car.

"Oh, it looks like that little friend Wendell did a pretty good job, actually killing so many of us in such a short period of time!" The man in the back seat of the SUV raised his eyebrows, but if one looked carefully one could still notice that the veins on his forehead still couldn't help but jump a few times when he heard that so many people had died.

"Go back!"

The man sitting in the pa_senger seat instructed the man outside the car, and then he turned his head and said, "Sir, this Wendell person is indeed very uncomplicated and has a very strong fighting ability, it looks like we need to set up properly if we want to capture him alive! Otherwise, there will be even more serious losses than this next time!"

"Hmm! Wendell's strength is so strong that it is indeed beyond my expectations."

The man in the back seat frankly admitted his miscalculation, "The loss of manpower is indeed a bit too much, however, it also positively verifies Wendell's strength and can be an accurate reference for our next move. Of course, this operation is still very rewarding, at least, Wendell will recognize from those corpses, who is actually attacking him, when the time comes, his revenge should not be so easy to bear, certain people, be unlucky!"

"Sir, then what should we do next?"

"What should we do?" The man smiled, "Of course we should watch the show first, we've already set up the stage, the rest will depend on how Wendell sings. But I think it should be exciting!"

"Then the task set down from above ……" The man in the pa_senger seat in front of him was a little hesitant.

"Don't worry, from the moment we left, Wendell has become our pawn. Of course, to know if this pawn is handy and obedient, it depends on, when and how fierce Wendell's revenge will unfold!"

"Sir is highly intelligent!" The man immediately said admiringly.

"Oh …… to say, this kid Wendell has really offended a lot of people, look, in just a moment, there are dozens of people who have laid hands on him." The man known as sir said derisively, "It's not easy to offend so many people."

"Sir, with so many people going down on him at the same time, will this affect his judgement?" The man sitting in the pa_senger seat said with some concern, "In case he is influenced by those other people, his judgement will be faulty and he will not be able to follow the pre-defined strategy of Sir ……"

"That won't happen!" The man who was called sir waved his hand and directly interrupted the former's words as he said, "Wendell is a smart man, his identity, his ability, and his intelligence all determine that he is the most suitable candidate to be our pawn, this is the conclusion that was reached after a large number of people were sent from above and after a thorough investigation, therefore, Wendell is the most suitable pawn! "

"Alright, let's not talk about that, I believe that by now Wendell's little friend's reinforcements should have arrived, in order to avoid any further complications, it's better for us to leave."

"Yes, sir!"

The three cars continued on their way and soon disappeared at the end of the road.

……

"Why don't you eat and take a bath before you come back?!" Wendell's face was unkind as he snorted coldly.

Looking at the large number of soldiers jumped down from the car and quickly took control of the scene, Wendell's face did not ease in the slightest, but became more gloomy, especially when he saw Delvan's look of a dragon walking, he was even more angry, now he knows to act quickly, what did he do earlier?!

"Have you kid taken gun pills?"

A camouflage clothed Delvan just walked up to Wendell, he was stunned by what he said, and then said in consternation, "My actions are not slow anymore, right? From the time I received your call to the time I reached here with my men, it only took forty-five minutes ……"

"Still merely?" Wendell looked at Delvan with an unkind face and sneered, "Do you know how many people can be killed in forty-five minutes? Not to mention just the two of us, Liam and I, the other side can completely change their ways to play countless tricks to get us both killed, and you still only used forty-five minutes?"

"You brat …… have to be reasonable in your words!" He laughed bitterly, "You have to know how far away our station is from here, it's a forty minute drive, and we still ran red lights all the way here, if we run into traffic …… again."

"Then I'll be dead!"

Wendell directly took the words over and coldly snorted, "When the time comes, you can simply come and help me collect the corpse, instantly clean up the battlefield and do nothing else."

"Fine, fine, I'm the one who's wrong with you, alright!" Faced with Wendell's increasingly unkind face, Delvan sensibly chose to go soft. It was obvious that Wendell had encountered something extremely unpleasant, and it would be very unwise to argue with him now, or else this guy would abuse himself, and that would be for nothing.

Wendell couldn't help but give a cold snort, today's encounter was really too much of a loser, being attacked one after another, almost giving up his life here, but up until now, still didn't know who actually laid the black hand, and finally watched the other party leave!

This feeling can drive people crazy!

Especially when one thought that this guy Delvan had actually dawdled until now, the fire in Wendell's heart was even greater.

"It's useless to talk about this now, say it, what do you want me to do?!" Delvan wisely changed the topic, he also understood Wendell's mood, it was better to do the business as soon as possible now.

"2 things!"

Wendell is also too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy, "First, see how many people are still alive at the scene, try to save as many as you can, and use the fastest method to interrogate who actually sent these people, who their backstage is, what they want to do to me, and where they got my information from …… "

"My men are already going about it that way." Bretag Delvan laughed, "What's the second thing?"

"Secondly, I want you to use the military's intelligence system to make sure you find out exactly what forces are involved today, and I want the most detailed information. Old Bretag, you should understand what I mean, what I want is not only who is behind the curtain, but also a detailed account of what happened, but anything related to the attack on me today, I want it all!"

"This matter is more or less troublesome, after all, using the intelligence system for no reason is more or less out of line ……" Before Delvan could finish his words, he was cut off by Wendell.

"1 word, success or failure!" Wendell said with a cold face, "If it's a success, do it immediately, if not, I'll find someone to investigate it myself!"

"Barreeg!"

Delvan clenched his teeth, "Since it's your senior brother Silva who asked for it, it has to be done even if it's not. I will help you find out the details of the matter even if I have to be punished."

Delvan knew very well that today, Wendell was really annoyed. If he refused again at this time, then with Wendell's temper, he would really find another way, but if that was the case, then the relationship between the two of them would have to be discounted, and it was even possible that they would never interact with each other in the future.

This aside, it is impossible to resist a favor from a friend, especially at this time.

Only then did Wendell nod slightly and said with a sullen face, "That's it then, get to work, I still have things to do, let me know immediately when you have news, any time."

"Then how should I explain this matter today?" Delvan asked as he looked at the corpses all over the ground, as well as the car that had almost been beaten into a sieve.

In this international metropolis, a fierce gun battle had suddenly broken out for no reason, and so many people had died, there had to be an explanation. After all, this kind of fierce gun battle certainly couldn't be hidden from everyone's eyes, and the matter was so badly affected that if it was just covered up straight away, perhaps someone would say something gossipy.

For example, did the army belong to the Silva family? Is Delvan a soldier or is he a member of the Silva family?

Wait ……

Wendell nodded slightly, this was a problem.

He deliberated slightly for a moment before saying, "Let's go from the formal procedure, there's no time today, I'll go to the city bureau tomorrow to take a statement, by then I'll also need the city bureau to cooperate with the investigation!"

"That's good, I will contact the city bureau on this matter!" Delvan nodded his head.

"Phew~~~!"

Wendell then nodded his head, let out a long breath and coldly snorted, "What a loser today, if you kid could have come a bit more block, you would have been able to catch those B_____ds."

"It couldn't be helped, it happened too urgently, and it was a bit far away …… you should have called the police first!" Delvan said.

"Call the police?"

Wendell sneered, "The closest thing to this place is the police station, but what can they do with their guns? Engage in a gun battle with these people? That's not sending death, huh?"

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