Chapter 22. Macho Odessa (8)

On the driver's seat of the white van, a pair of slender hands with slightly pale skin were holding the steering wheel tightly. The hands stretched out from the cuffs of the white coat. The arms lacking muscle under the cloth were slightly stiff. The owner of these hands was the man with silver hair. The young woman with long white hair and bright gray-blue eyes, with an expression that was completely inconsistent with her extraordinary beauty, put on a face that looked like she was about to cry, lowered her body, and yelled hysterically at the same time: "Oh my God-!!!"

"Wow wow wow." In the back seat, a slightly older, muscular man with short silver-white hair squinted his eyes and had a subtle smile on his face. Although the fierce gunshots had already filled his eardrums, he hugged him. Holding an M24 sniper rifle, he just shrugged and leaned on the soft back of the chair, looking like he didn't care at all.

"Mr. Rem! Are you a little too calm?!" The silver-haired woman driving the van said anxiously with a cry in her voice: "That's the M249 SAW, right?! You can tell it must be the M249 SAW when you hear the gunshots. Right?! Use M249s to shoot at the Ukrainian special forces directly on the road in Odessa! Isn’t Miss Mafal going too far?!"

"It's indeed a bit outrageous." The pretty woman sitting in the passenger seat nodded in agreement. She shook her short black hair and turned her head, slightly pulling the eyepatch covering her right eye to one side, and used her left eye to look through the back of her head. The car window stared closely at the black vans that followed and were being wildly fired by machine guns. At the same time, he whispered: "Miss Mafal is really unrestrained and rough on the outside."

"Right! I'll just say it!" The white-haired woman stepped on the accelerator and said loudly with a grimace: "Although I thought that Miss Mafal would be a woman who does what she says, is this too exaggerated?! "

"But it's not surprising if you think about it carefully. If it's her, she does have the capital to act like this." As if she remembered something, the black-haired one-eyed woman in the passenger seat narrowed her eyes, with a dagger-like look in her eyes. She frowned slightly and whispered: "After all, it is a monster in human skin."

"Farme is no worse than her!" After hearing the words of the black-haired woman in the passenger seat, the silver-haired woman driving the van pursed her lips.

"No, Kou Kou, there's a lot of difference, too much difference." Her face was slightly red, and her eyes looking at the silver-haired woman were stained with a hint of moisture, but then, the black-haired girl called Falme The woman shook her head and said in a low voice: "There is no need for Kou Kou to comfort me. The other party has obviously let go, but I was still pressed and beaten. If the other party lets the other party go further out of concern for my face, then the fight will be a draw." It’s an insult to me.”

"Ah! At least Falme would never do such a reckless move, right?!" It seemed that she was serious about trying to save face for her subordinates. The woman named Kou Kou ignored her. The fierce sound of gunfire forced her to puff up her chest, holding the steering wheel with one hand and brushing her chest with the other, and said loudly and seriously: "Really, Falme definitely beats Miss Mafal in terms of tactical literacy and common sense, right?! "

"Coco" Suddenly, Falme's eyes in the passenger seat became more and more moist.

"Haha, Miss, you are really spirited. The situation has obviously turned into this." Holding the sniper rifle in his arms, the muscular old man known as Rem shrugged again. Then, he tilted his head and stared at the person in the front seat. Looking in the rearview mirror, he chuckled and asked Kou Kou: "But Miss, to be honest, are you really complaining?"

"Of course I'm complaining!" Kou Kou frowned and said, "I'm a businessman! Not a mercenary! Why do we have to rely on weapons when we can solve problems by sitting down and having a good conversation!"

"I don't think selling arms to Ukrainian pro-R armed forces on the territory of the pro-A regime in Ukraine is a problem that can be solved by sitting down and having a good talk." Uncle Rem smiled, and then said to Kou Kou in the front seat: " Moreover, aren’t you very happy, Miss? I see the corners of your mouth are raised so much.”

"Huh?" Hearing Rem's words, Falme turned her head subconsciously. Sure enough, even though her brows were furrowed, even though there were faint tears in her eyes as if she was about to cry, the corners of Coco's mouth could not be restrained from rising. , as if something happy happened, maybe because Kou Kou is so beautiful, these two extreme emotions are mixed on her face, and they don't seem inconsistent at all.

"Ah, there's nothing we can do about it." Although she couldn't suppress the raised corners of her mouth, Koko couldn't help but said loudly: "Because this is really interesting! It's a novel experience, isn't it?! She really deserves to be Lisa, just Even my subordinates are so interesting!”

Putting on an expression of "I knew it", Uncle Rem reminded in a low voice: "Miss, don't forget, Miss Mafal is Miss Ashford's friend, and Mr. Li is Miss Ashford's boyfriend. "

"It's the husband." Falme further reminded.

"Yes, it's my husband." He nodded to Falme. Uncle Rem chuckled and said, "It's fine in private. If you make a mistake in front of others, the relationship might become sour."

"Because you really can't believe it?!" Her expression became a little weird, and Kou Kou whispered softly: "Obviously she was still a cold little beauty back then, looking at people like ants, how come her friends and husband died once? Got it all?! I’m obviously Lisa’s good friend, right?!”

"Coco likes that Miss Ashford?" Hearing Coco's words, Falme in the passenger seat instantly became alert.

"Of course I like it!" Not noticing the strange look on Falme's face, Kou Kou raised her head and said loudly: "Look, Lisa is so beautiful, has a good figure and mind, is knowledgeable, and has a strong smell on her body. She is so queenly, neither a man nor a woman can refuse Lisa, right?! Really, why did you marry a mercenary?"

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At Koko's words, Falme's face turned ashen, as if he had been struck by lightning.

As he spoke, the van had already moved forward for a long distance. Along with the seemingly critical but actually non-tense conversations of several people in the van, the sound of gunfire from behind the van gradually became chaotic. For a moment, it was illuminated by the street lights. The streets were bright with gunfire and bullets were flying everywhere. Farmey, who was sitting in the passenger seat and always observing the fighting behind him, shouted loudly: "The Ukrainians are starting to fight back!"

"I heard it! It's AKS-74U!" Kou Kou, who was holding the steering wheel, said urgently: "5.45x39mm small-caliber rifle bullets! They can't penetrate the car I prepared for Miss Mafal! But if there are six cars , Miss Mafal’s firepower will definitely be suppressed!”

With that said, Kou Kou pressed the communicator next to her ear and said loudly to the other side of the communicator: "I'm afraid the people we invited are in trouble! Willy! It's your turn to appear!"

"Understood, miss." Immediately, a short and powerful reply came from the other side of the communicator.

After arranging the subordinates whom she used as backup insurance, Kou Kou looked at the rearview mirror in front of her and said to Rem sitting in the back: "Mr. Rem, I'm afraid we need you to take action to share the pressure for our allies. You Can it be done?”

"Ah, actually I want to say that it can't be done, but the lady has already spoken, so there is nothing I can do." Shrugging, Uncle Rem raised his hand, opened the roof of the white van, and lit it while Yan climbed out while holding the M24 in his hand, and on the other side, seeing Uncle Rem lighting up the cigarette, Falme in the passenger seat subconsciously covered her nose, but then she froze, as if Seeing Godzilla landing in San Francisco, she said to Koko with dull eyes: "He is not suppressed."

"What?" Koko was slightly startled when she heard Falme's words.

"Miss Mafal was not suppressed by fire!" Unable to hide the shock on her face any longer, Falme said anxiously: "Koko! Miss Mafal is continuing to fire against the firepower of the Ukrainians!"

"Huh?!" Hearing Falme's words, Koko was dumbfounded. She subconsciously turned her head and looked at the rearview mirror outside the car window. Sure enough, just as Falme said, even in the rain of bullets, another Kanan, who was on a street, still didn't flinch. She was controlling the M249, which was almost red-barreled, to shoot at the six black vans, while trying to suppress it in reverse. I don't know if it was an illusion, but the curvature of Kanan's mouth seemed to be getting wider and wider. So ferocious.

"Monster" witnessed this scene, and Kou Kou, who was holding the steering wheel, couldn't help but whisper.

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Third update, call it a day, routine py.

"I picked up a Kiana at the beginning"