Sophia was dragged away ....... She cried, pleaded, struggled, but to no avail. The door closed, and the sound grew farther and quieter. But it was followed by a loud and savage cheer, as if countless beasts were pounced on their prey.

"What did I do? What have I done? Nieto felt a chill and a palpitation. His mind went blank, as if he had forgotten everything he had just done. But in fact, he knew that in the face of Guzmán's request, he betrayed Sophia, who had been taking care of him.

Nieto walked into the bathroom of the room with his hands and feet weak, and he saw his pale face and a terrible wound on his face. He was lucky enough to survive under the attack of 'Dog Meat', but at this moment he can't wait to die altogether.

Harley, who was in a state of apprehension, was trying to comfort Nieto as the teenage black girl was also frightened, especially now that Sophia's screams could be heard from time to time outside, and she didn't know what kind of terrible abuse the woman was suffering.

Maybe an hour later, maybe a few hours later, Guzmán's voice broke into Nieto's room again. When he reappeared, his face was red and he shouted, "Nieto, we're leaving." The Brotherhood of Steel gave us a batch of supplies so we could have a good meal on the way. ”

At the sound of Guzmán's shouts, Nieto sweated and trembled. He silently took his rifle and followed like a walking corpse. But Guzmán stared at Hallie, who was standing in the room, reached out and pinched the girl's chest, grinning: "This girl is not bad, take her." ”

Harley was about to refuse, but Guzmán continued, "We have something to eat. ”

The phrase 'there is something to eat' attracted the girl, and Hallie has only eaten one meal in the past two days, and she has long been hungry. She knew that her life was in danger with following these people, but she still couldn't help but follow.

Guzmán, the last twenty or thirty men, had become a gang of bandits, who exchanged some of the gold they had collected for two or three days of food from the Brotherhood of Steel, and then found a boat and smuggled it to Brooklyn.

At the same time, Zhou Qingfeng was also studying the mission objectives issued by the Brotherhood of Steel. He hadn't paid any attention to 'Fernando. Resno: 'Who the hell is this man?' But when I opened the information, I was stunned to find that this guy was actually David. One of Lawrence's last two comrades who didn't show up.

Follow Dave. Lawrence's version of 'Wasteland', by Fernando. Resno is a good gunslinger and a man who likes to play on the ball. He always likes to tell jokes in battle, which Zhou Qingfeng calls 'pretending to be a criminal'.

And the butcher also knew this guy, and after seeing the information, he frowned and said, "Fernando has become the five leaders of the Skull and Bones Society?" ”

"Is that possible?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.

"This possibility cannot be ruled out, Fernando. Resno has no small reputation among mercenaries in South America. Victor, if we are going to kill him, it is not against him alone, and it is likely that we will have to face a large number of mercenaries from South America.

Special forces in Colombia and Venezuela, for example, fight drug traffickers and guerrillas, and Brazil's urban special police often kill gangsters in the slums. Their combat effectiveness is very good, and after retiring from the army, they often go abroad to become mercenaries. New York can also be regarded as a distribution center for international forces to recruit mercenaries, and there are many soldiers. ”

Zhou Qingfeng pondered for a while, then turned on his armband computer, projected a map near New York, and said, "According to the information of the Brotherhood, the Skeleton Society is composed of five forces. Fernando. Resno, one of the five bosses, controlled the Jamaican neighborhood of Queens, and he seized JFK International Airport and turned it into a big black market. ”

"What's in the black market?"

"I don't know, I guess there's nothing, maybe everything."

For Fernando. Resno, Zhou Qingfeng didn't feel anything, and the butcher only knew such a person. Both of them knew that it would not be easy to kill this person, but they were more interested in the materials that could be obtained by killing this person.

Compared to Guzmán, he took twenty or thirty people through Brooklyn and traveled overland to Queens to find a target. Zhou Qingfeng only took the 'dog meat' and the butcher and drove a small yacht directly to the JFK International Airport near the sea.

After Zhou Qingfeng planned to go ashore with the butcher, the yacht was handed over to Rohm, who was traveling with him, and the two sides communicated by radio. Rom will be floating on the sea for the time being, waiting for Zhou Qingfeng's summons. He originally thought that this would be a quiet secret voyage, but the facts told him that under the pressure of survival, people can explode into a strong desire to survive**.

"It's so lively." The butcher held a night vision device and looked around, and the sea south of JFK Airport was crowded with hundreds of small yachts, large and small. Most of these yachts carry a variety of cargo, as well as a large number of armed men with weapons.

"I don't think these guys mind making a cameo appearance as a pirate when necessary." On the way to the airport, Zhou Qingfeng saw no less than three battles at sea, "I saw the people of the Iron Brotherhood, they were fighting with the Skull Society on land, and doing business was also in full swing. ”

The black market at the airport is guarded by special armed personnel, and Zhou Qingfeng saw the closed barbed wire fence and patrolling armored vehicles, and a large number of heavy machine guns guarding the entire black market. The two of them, like the others, honestly accepted the cross-examination, and put the long guns in the designated safe, keeping only the short guns for self-defense.

The only thing that made Zhou Qingfeng happy was that the restored 'dog meat' was re-furbed, successfully deceiving the eyes of the guards. As long as it doesn't show its fangs full of alloy steel, others think it's just an ordinary wolfdog.

"Where will we be targeted?" The butcher looked around and asked casually.

"Maybe we should visit the black market first, after all, we are black market merchants who have come to trade." Zhou Qingfeng was a little more vigilant, "If I were Fernando, I would definitely be wary of all those who enter my territory." ”

The entire JFK Airport was filled with tents, each of which was a business. If someone's shop is a simple house, it is a very powerful big business. The roads between these humble shops are crowded and bustling, and they seem extremely busy.

The ground was littered with all kinds of garbage, and there was a lot of foul-smelling feces in the corners. Zhou Qingfeng and the butcher walked among the pedestrians, all they saw were numb faces, and everyone looked around with doubts and anxious looks, but in fact, there didn't seem to be many deals.

Before Zhou Qingfeng could decide which store to walk into, a dirty child ran past him, and his little hand quickly stretched out towards his pocket.

"Hey, boy, you're trying to steal from the wrong target." Zhou Qingfeng grabbed the child's hand on the side, and his strength immediately made the little guy cry.

But just when Zhou Qingfeng wanted to let the child go, several big men jumped out of the crowd. The first person was bald and angry, shirtless and tattooed, and stood in front of Zhou Qingfeng with a menacing attitude, and scolded viciously: "Bastard, you dare to bully my son." Now he's injured, you have to pay some compensation, or don't want to leave. (To be continued.) )