CHAPTER 124: 62 SORRY, YOUR PANTS ARE WET, I’LL HELP YOU

BANG, there was no massive explosion; the stun grenade flickered like lightning, then vanished.

Many people think flash bangs only harm an enemy’s vision, but this idea is wrong. Like its name, a stun grenade causes severe discomfort to nearby living beings upon exploding.

Dizziness, nausea, headache—these are the full destructive effects of a stun grenade.

Don’t think that closing your eyes can avoid the harm of a stun grenade, because that’s impossible.

"Ahhhhh, damn it!"

Andre knelt on the ground in agony, clutching his head. He felt nauseous, as if someone had struck his head hard, making him dizzy.

The three bodyguards behind him, due to their relative distance, only had their vision affected, but those brief two seconds could change a lot.

Kelly pulled out a stun grenade and tossed it in through the back door.

"Fack!"

The security consultant, a retired Cobra soldier, reflexively fell to the ground, crawling behind the sofa.

The other two encountered another storm before their vision recovered.

BANG!

The stun grenade exploded again.

The light flickered.

"Damn it!"

"Ahhhh!"

The two bodyguards also knelt on the ground, holding their heads.

Ella raised her MCX and moved to the position of the back door, bang bang!

Bang bang!

A standard two-shot burst, the bullets hit the target.

Duke, at the front door, seized the opportunity and lifted an assault rifle, heading to the entrance. Seeing Andre holding his head, he quickly pulled the trigger.

BANG!

The bullet pierced Andre’s abdomen.

Blood spattered on the floor.

"Ahhh, asshole! Who are you?" Andre lay on the floor, pressing his hands to his wound, staring at Duke and Ella as they entered.

I walked through the main door with my rifle raised.

The retired Cobra soldier knelt on the ground, hands on his head, coldly watching the masked people in front of him.

These guys were well-equipped and trained, not ordinary gangsters.

"Fack, you’ll regret this!" Andre glared at me angrily.

Pop!

My response was a bullet, blasting a hole through Andre’s skull.

Seeing a hole in the boss’s forehead, the security consultant stared at my cheeks.

"I’m just a bodyguard!"

"Where are the diamonds?"

"WHAT?"

Pop—a shot landed in front of the security consultant, "Where are the diamonds? I don’t like repeating questions."

"In the innermost bedroom on the second floor, in a safe inside the right bedside cabinet, requires fingerprint recognition."

"Left hand or right hand?"

"Left hand!"

"GOOD!"

"You’ve got what you want. Can you let me go?" The security consultant looked at me.

I pulled the trigger. Pop!

The bullet pierced through his chest.

I pulled off my mask, "Clear! Duke, take Freddie and Amir and get out; they need medical attention."

I walked to Andre’s corpse, picked up the M2 on the ground, and aimed at his left arm.

BANG!

A 12.7 caliber bullet can tear through the human body with ease.

BANG!

The arm broke off, blood flowing all around. I picked up the left hand and threw it to Kelly, "Go get the diamonds; Ella, destroy the surveillance hard drive! We have 8 minutes!"

"COPY!"

Watching the two girls begin to move, I went to the front door.

Duke had already loaded the two brothers into the van, Sofia tossed the clothes for Kelly and me at the front door.

I took off my combat suit and changed into my clothes. The two girls also walked into the living room.

Sofia made a victory sign at me.

"I’ll take them to the clinic; you guys leave on your own!"

Placing the guns in the car, the two girls also started to change, and at this moment, with no one else around, they weren’t shy.

Sofia left, and I coldly looked at the corpses around. Packed the girls’ combat suits into two pockets.

"Let’s go!"

The path outside the villa was quiet, rarely frequented by anyone.

Looking at the watch, 30 minutes had passed; after we left, we saw four cars arriving at a distance outside the villa—Andre’s men had arrived.

Back at the beach, the bald guy drove the van away.

Sofia leaned against Amir’s Raptor, watching me with interest.

Clap, clap, a beautiful model applauded, "Kenny, congratulations! You’re impressive."

"Damn it, Sofia, you almost got us killed!"

"Doesn’t profit come with risk? You succeeded. Especially you, Kenny, I didn’t expect you to be such an excellent sniper. You’ve shocked me.

Kelly Ella is also excellent, two untrained prostitutes turned into cold-blooded killers in your hands—Kenny, you fill me with anticipation."

I stepped forward, gripping Sofia’s neck.

"Bitch!"

Sofia grabbed my wrist but couldn’t break free from my arm.

Damn, Sofia looked at me in astonishment again, my strength far exceeded hers.

This is impossible?

Though females are weaker than males, Sofia is a woman with long-term training, whose fierceness only those who know her truly understand.

This woman is a walking weapon.

"Kenny, you succeeded; results are more important than the process, and no deaths—this operation was perfect."

I slowly released my hand, coldly looking at this woman, "What are you thinking?"

Sofia hugged my neck, "You’ll find out, darling."

[Bitch!]

[Damn woman!]

Prompts simultaneously popped up in Kelly and Ella’s heads.

"Give me your combat suits; I’ll have the bald guy destroy them. See you tomorrow, darling!"

Sofia kissed my cheek. This peculiar woman certainly had a purpose.

I watched her get into the Raptor and leave.

Pulled out a cigarette with my right hand and lit it, bowing my head for a deep inhale.

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