605: C605 Where Did the Body Go?

C605 Where Did the Body Go?

Thick smoke filled the air, instantly covering the entire doorway. One could clearly hear Kaman's world-shaking screams coming from inside.1

"Hahaha! I guess that C People must have turned into a honeycomb coal covered in holes. This scene is too wonderful. I can't wait any longer. " Cargo's chubby face said. It was almost plastered to the communication screen, but the image on the screen... It was completely covered by the thick black and gray smoke. He could not see anything.

Even so, Cargo still had a smile on his face as he watched with relish. He completely ignored his cousin, who was at the center of the web of fire.

When Cargo and the others in the manor were attracted by the thick smoke on the screen, Hao Chuan had already come out of the system space. He directly used the Invisibility, and like a silent ghost, he dashed towards the places where the fire had been fired.

"Kaman and that C People should have been broken into two pieces, right?" A black man with a machine gun in his arms stared at the place where the bullets had gathered. He liked the feeling of firing without restraint. It was really cool.

"Nonsense. With such a dense firepower, unless Kaman and the C People God possess them, they will definitely die." Another black man took out a cigarette from his pocket and gave one to his companion. He also lit one happily and took a big puff. His face showed an unusually intoxicated and comfortable expression.

"Look at what I saw? Aiyo! It's really too horrible to look at. If I'm not wrong... That unlucky guy whose arm was broken must be Kaman, right? That poor guy. It's so pitiful to have a cousin like Boss Cargo! " The black man who spoke. He lit up the cigarette that his companion had handed him and continued to stare in that direction. In such a short period of time, the rising smoke... It had dispersed a lot, as if it was floating in the sky. The situation on the ground could barely be seen.

"Let me see. ... That's right, it's indeed Kaman. But, where did that C People go?" The black man with a cigarette in his mouth had a very doubtful tone in his voice. He looked around, but he could not find Hao Chuan.

"Look carefully again. Maybe he has been scattered in some corner. Those C People's bodies are too weak. How can they be stronger than us? By the way... I once had a yellow-skinned girl, and I haven't even given it my all. Just... "The black companion who spoke was listening with great interest. He waited for him to continue, but after waiting for a long time... There was no next sentence.

"So what? How does it feel to be a yellow girl? Is it a First Class Club? I like their tight and smooth skin. Unfortunately, I haven't tried it yet..."

" Bastard, you can go to hell and try it! " A strange and cold voice. It rang in the black man's ears, and then... The black man felt a strange pain on his neck, and his consciousness began to quickly dissipate... Before his consciousness completely entered the endless darkness... The last scene the black man saw was the companion who gave him the cigarette... Blood flowed out from his mouth and nose, and he weakly fell to the ground...

What happened to these two men in black... It was only the beginning. They were one of the many elite fighters under Cargo. In this luxurious and expensive private manor, there were hundreds of gunmen as cruel and brutal as them.

When Hao Chuan's body was filled with killing intent, his efficiency could not be underestimated. Hao Chuan, who used the Invisibility skill, used it as a breakthrough point for these two black men. He quietly pushed his way over. ......

In the manor house, Cargo and four or five of his black men... They had no idea what was happening outside. Their gazes... Cargo was still attracted by the video call. He frowned and complained, "Damn it. Who is the guy in charge of buying equipment? I want to shoot him in the head. This damn bastard, could it be that when he was doing something,... I want an infrared view, this kind of ordinary view. It's really terrible. After looking at it for a long time, it's all thick smoke that can kill people with anxiety. I want to see that C People. It looks like it has been turned into a rag by the bullets! "

"Boss Cargo, I agree with your proposal ten thousand times. Damn it, the screen is too small. We need to change to a bigger screen... Wait, look what I saw. Boss Cargo. Please hold your condolences, your dear brother Kaman. He was sacrificed in the fight. That hand fell from Kaman's body, right? It was all broken. The enemy is too cruel. I can't bear to see it anymore!" The black man who spoke. Although everyone knew about it, the order to fire at Kaman and the others was given by Cargo himself. However, these words could never be mentioned in front of the cruel and violent chief Cargo. Otherwise, the consequences would be no different than going to hell.

"En, Kaman sacrificed himself heroically. I am very sad, but... Can you move your damn big head away? He has blocked my line of sight. I want to see the miserable outcome of that C People with my own eyes! " Cargo reached out his hand and placed it on the bald head of this subordinate. He then pulled it to the side. At this time, the smoke on the screen had mostly dissipated. Although the scene was not clear enough, at least they could see the scene where the fire had crossed.

Cargo's small eyes, which were piled up with fat, tried his best to open wide. As it spun, on his fat face... Except for Kaman, he had a puzzled look on his face. He didn't see anything he wanted to see outside of the bodies of his four men in charge of the door. This unexpected result made Cargo somewhat irritated. He waved his hand impatiently and said angrily, "Who can tell me? That damn C People, where did his corpse go?!"

Cargo was very angry. In his mind, there was still the image of Hao Chuan pointing his middle finger at him through the communication device's screen. However, he couldn't find Hao Chuan's corpse other than his own people's corpses. That was why Cargo was very angry.

"Don't worry, boss Cargo. Let me contact my brothers outside first. Their field of vision is wider than ours." A black leader took out a walkie-talkie from his pocket, pressed the call button, and said a lot.

Inside the manor house, a group of black people, including the leader of the black forces, Cargo, were all staring at the walkie-talkie in the hand of the black leader. They held their breaths and waited for the brothers on the other side to send the message.

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