Space Base Arms Dealer

Although Count Alberto was reluctant to believe such a strange fact, he had no other explanation. Could it be that just the two people outside could stop the many fierce killer teams?

Just when he was confused and confused, the housekeeper hurriedly came to him and whispered a few words.

"What! My five legions, they, they can't support it anymore!" Count Alberto said in shock.

The five legions not only include the three elite legions in his own family, but also include the two duli law enforcement teams under the United Presbyterian Church. These legions are all time-tested elite divisions. Looking at the entire

I'm afraid Italy will never be able to pick out five such powerful legions again.

However, what did he just hear? The five legions he relied on the most were about to be beaten back by the enemy!

"Tell them: They must resist me! Anyone who backslides will be treated as a traitor!" Count Alberto, in anger, issued the most severe death order.

If treated as a rebellion, it would be almost impossible for the gang members to survive. Even if they escape to the ends of the earth, the mafia is everywhere and can catch them.

However, the Mafia has always been very principled in doing things. Even the most severe punishment will not affect family members. This is much better than some no-name gangs.

After giving the order, Count Alberto's face turned gray and he was almost lifeless.

If his five legions are really repulsed or completely annihilated, then the enemies blocking these five legions will immediately turn around and, together with the assassins around the castle, attack the castle which has almost no defensive power.

Launch a deadly attack.

By then, he, the count, seems to have no chance of survival. Of course, he can also ask the police for help now, but if that happens, not only will he spend the rest of his life in prison, but his entire family will be destroyed.

Once. This is definitely not the ending he wants to see. Therefore, even if he dies, he will not ask for help from the police.

"Is today the last day of my life?" Count Albert suddenly wanted to see the rising sun. Is there still a chance for him to see the dazzling sunrise?

Fang Shijie looked at the ashen Count Alberto indifferently. Does anyone look like this when they are in a desperate situation?

He sighed secretly: It seems that if the external troubles are not solved, this business will not be possible. Originally, he wanted Count Alberto to solve this problem by himself. But now it seems that the Count does not have the ability.

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"Damn, I have to take action again!" Fang Shijie himself didn't know what was going on. Wherever he went, trouble followed him. Was it the butterfly that affected Lao Zhuang's dream, or Lao Zhuang that disturbed the butterfly?

Woolen cloth?

He immediately ordered three special forces to go out immediately and cooperate with the two special forces outside to launch a counterattack against the assassins outside the castle.

The number of five special forces soldiers is a bit small, but they are all covered in armor, so they will be fine even if they take a few shots. And although there are many enemies, they are pitifully few compared to the enemies on the battlefield.

Whether in the eyes of Fang Shijie or his special forces, there is not much difference between these assassins and soldiers on the battlefield. If there is a difference, it is just that these assassins are slightly more difficult to deal with.

Soldiers on the battlefield also know how to hide and use various means to maximize their chances of survival. The same goes for these killers, but the killers are more cautious and know better about camouflage skills than the soldiers on the battlefield.

Fang Shijie also discovered this situation when he was watching the video outside. Although the number of assassins is large, they are not like soldiers who risk their lives and rush forward. They cherish their own lives very much, and as long as they find danger

, even if they stay in a hidden place for an hour, they will not show their heads.

This is also the reason why although the two special forces have good marksmanship, the number of enemies they can kill is very limited.

Since the assassins were so afraid of death that they did not dare to charge, Fang Shijie had no choice but to change from passive to active and launch a severe counterattack against the powerful enemy.

Seeing Fang Shijie ordering his three men to rush out the door, Count Alberto once again cast a doubtful look at Fang Shijie.

But Fang Shijie sat at the table and said with a displeased look on his face: "Your Majesty, are there no drinks here?"

Seeing Fang Shijie's calm look, the butler hurriedly bowed his head and apologized to him, then asked him what he wanted to drink, and then left quickly to prepare a hot drink for Fang Shijie.

When Fang Shijie finally drank the steaming drink, Count Alberto asked: "Mr. Great Hero, what did you want to do when you sent someone out just now?"

Fang Shijie smiled and replied: "I see that you, Earl, are so worried about the assassins outside that you can't even care about business matters. So, I can only solve the troubles outside for Earl!"

Count Alberto's eyes flickered, and he asked: "Mr. Hero, can you solve the trouble outside by sending only so many people?"

Fang Shijie spread his hands: "If it weren't for your safety, Count, I would actually send all the people out."

"No, no, no!" Count Alberto said hurriedly after hearing this: "It is still necessary to keep a few people here!"

Although Count Alberto had killed countless people, he had never been in such a predicament. He had always been accustomed to being surrounded by people, but suddenly he lost all his men, and he felt very empty in his heart.

He already felt that there were too few guards in the hall, and he had just transferred out a few more, which made him even more desperate. No matter what, he never wanted the gunmen in the hall to leave again.

Count Alberto was full of thoughts as he drank a drink with Fang Shijie, glancing outside from time to time, as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

Suddenly, the butler quickly walked over and handed the phone to Count Alberto.

When Count Alberto looked at the number, he couldn't help but feel flustered. He put the receiver to his ear with a cloudy look on his face.

"What? The enemy's attack has weakened! Great!" Count Alberto was overjoyed.

Fang Shijie felt relieved. It seemed that the five special forces outside had caused a lot of damage to the assassins outside the castle, so he transferred back some of the assassins who were blocking Count Al's army.

Count Alberto had a heavy look on his face after listening to the report of a regiment commander who was fighting in the front.

His five legions suffered heavy casualties, and nearly half of the killers were killed. If the injured are included, the combat effectiveness of his five legions was reduced by more than half!

"How many people did they come? Do they want to wipe out me and my family?" Count Alberto was filled with grief and anger.

However, when he heard the report below, a very strange expression appeared on his face: "What did you say? They, they don't look like killers, they look like troops?"

Hearing this, Fang Shijie was shocked. Sure enough, this attack was not simple. (To be continued...