Struggle in the world of American comics

Ulysses is just an arms dealer. His greatest ability is his connections and intelligence among various countries. He is very qualified as a broker, but when it comes to fighting, it is ordinary.

A defiant escape cost Ulysses a finger.

After Jordani waved for the second time, Ulysses, whether angry or roaring, didn't do much anymore. Instead, he came to Jordani cursing.

"You are also a Black Ops member of the Air Mobility Division"

Ulysses was a very fierce man with an unkempt beard and a wild look. However, when he looked at Jordani, he had a look of doubt and suspicion on his face.

"What does Air Mobility Division Black Ops mean?"

Jordani looked confused, as if he had no idea what Ulysses was talking about.

In fact, Jordani could guess that Ulysses must be the one attacking the Roma camp in another place, but Jordani had never heard of the air maneuver area.

Ulysses also noticed Jordani's specialness and said, "If you are not British, then who are you?"

"Do I look old-fashioned?" Jordani curled his lips and continued, "No matter who I am, you need to come with me."

Ulysses seemed to be cooperating. He was pushed into a car by Jordani and rushed towards the outside.

At this time, the east side of Camp Roma had almost been cleared by Jordani.

The vast majority of the combatants in the Roma camp have been concentrated in the battle on the west side. Most of the remaining people are ordinary people carrying firearms and vigilant in self-defense.

For these ordinary people, Jordani did not attack the opponent, and the opponent did not rush too aggressively.

However, a large number of the signs of the battle that were knocked down along the road were still there, and the bodies of countless people were lying scattered here and there, showing the fierce battle that Jordani encountered when he fought his way over.

Ulysses looked at the traces along the road and learned more about Jordani's battle.

After a moment of silence, Ulysses looked at Jordani and said, "Who are you?"

Jordani said "cia" expressionlessly

Ulysses sneered and said, "CIA are a bunch of pussies. They will never learn what it means to fight as a man. You are not from CIA."

The CIA is good at infiltration, assassination, and intelligence acquisition. This kind of intense fighting is indeed not the CIA's style.

Jordani curled his lips indifferently, and after driving to a relatively less crowded area, he pulled Ulysses out of the car, tore off his burdens, took out a few clothes from the car, and put them on his body. Once wrapped up, he soon became the image of a gypsy tramp.

On the west side of Camp Roma, someone took the blame and fought with the main force of Camp Roma.

Of course, there is no need for Jordani to remain so high-profile at this time. Taking advantage of the chaos and relying on his familiarity with the Roma Camp, he can naturally walk out of the Roma Camp easily.

Look at Jordani's fluent Russian and familiar Roma movements.

When Ulysses was pulled by Jordani to move, the ferocity in his eyes became more and more fierce, and he suddenly said, "You are Jordani Jovovich, I have seen you on the wall of glory of the Supreme Council of Camp Roma. Photo."

"fk, you are a killer, and you are a killer who walked out of Camp Roma. Do you know what you are doing?"

Ulysses kept shouting.

Jordani paused slightly, glanced at Ulysses, and suddenly said, "Strager Castle, someone told me that you have a way to enter Stragg Castle."

Ulysses was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily, "You're not here for the shadow bomb."

"You think I'm Baron Struggle's fk, fk, fk, which bastard is hurting me?"

"Boy, you messed with the wrong person. You don't even know what you messed with."

Ulysses cursed and roared. Although Jordani had noticed that the little bitch Seve had tricked him, after hearing Ulysses's roar, he still felt a strong sense of displeasure in his heart. .

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A bullet burst out from the muzzle of Jordani's gun without any warning. In an extremely thrilling way, with a slight arc, it broke the index finger of Ulysses' other hand. .

If you feel unhappy, you always need to vent.

I can't mess with that little bitch Seph and won't come around anymore, so it's just you, brother Ulysses, I'm sorry.

"It doesn't matter who I mess with. The key is that you'd better not mess with me."

"fk you are crazy"

Ulysses' other index finger was suddenly broken. He was stunned for a moment, and then roared with panic and anger.

Among all these emotions, there is only no pain.

Jordani glanced thoughtfully at Ulysses' right hand. It was stiff and hard, but there was no blood on it. It was a prosthetic hand.

But if it was just a prosthetic hand, there would be no reason for Ulysses, an arms dealer who didn't even care about his own life, to be so angry.

The muzzle of the gun in Jordani's hand was pressed against Ulysses' waist silently, and he said, "Maybe you should explain to me what is hidden in this prosthetic hand."

Ulysses' expression froze, and then he calmed down from his rage, looking at Jordani fiercely.

"Tough guy" Jordani curled his lips, slid the gun in his hand, and pressed it against Ulysses' anus, saying, "This tough guy, I'll give you another chance to explain, otherwise, you need to press a fake button Butt."

Ulysses trembled violently, and in extreme frustration and anger, he chose to surrender.

Stretching out his right hand, Ulysses twisted his left hand, and the prosthetic hand was removed, revealing a strange mechanical device that looked like a black-tech gun muzzle.

Ulysses calmly put the prosthetic hand into his pocket, stretched out his right hand, and said, "This is my last resort for self-defense, a miniature sonic cannon."

Jordani casually removed a small piece of weird battery from Ulysses' arm.

After removing the energy source, Ulysses's sonic cannon soon made a faint buzzing sound, and then became completely silent.

Immediately afterwards, Jordani hooked his fingers at Ulysses again.

Ulysses looked annoyed and angry and said, "fk, I have told you all my secrets, what else do you want?"

Jordani remained silent. The firearm pressed against Ulysses's anus turned the safety and made a slight "click" sound. The threat was self-evident.

Ulysses' expression changed several times, and his whole body was obviously trembling with anger.

Finally, Ulysses took out his prosthetic hand and said, "It contains a micro tracker and the electronic chip I need to trade this time."

Jordani took the prosthetic hand and crushed it with force. Sure enough, he found a locator with a flashing rainbow light and an electronic chip only the size of a thumb.

Jordani directly put away the electronic chip, crushed the locator and said, "How long?"

Ulysses showed a ferocious smile and said, "From the time I twist and remove the prosthetic hand, the signal will be emitted within three seconds, and my hand will receive the signal within ten seconds. As for the time, hehe, You’ve run out of time”

Following Ulysses' last words, a heavily armed motorcade appeared in Jordani's sight in the direction of the death training camp, with the roar and roar of motors.