Chapter 661 Biesel Lighting a Cigar

is nose. "Boss, Su Tianran will definitely hate you for this.""He might actually thank me," Wang Zheng said with deep meaning.In the Su family's Lixin Manor...Su Tianran had been sitting on the toilet...Chapter 661: Bissette Lighting a Cigar

Palemo no longer cared about the pain in his leg as he witnessed flames rapidly spreading into the ammunition depot!

Wang Zheng remained half-kneeling on top of the vehicle, observing the situation through the sniper rifle's scope. When he saw the flames enter the ammunition depot, he softly exhaled: "Explosion!"

Rumble!

Synchronously, a ground-shaking sound erupted from the depot area, with the room serving as an ammunition storage being blown into the sky!

The thick walls disintegrated like paper under the force of the powerful explosives, unable to withstand the blast.

Palemo and his companions were instantly submerged in a sea of flames, completely obscured from sight.

Expelled into the air along with them were piles of gold and stored supplies; South American night skies bloomed like beautiful flowers.

Gazing at the intense flames illuminating the depot area, Wang Zheng's lips curved slightly. He muttered to himself: "That's more like it. The battlefield is cruel, Qiang Dongsong; if you dare to provoke me, then be prepared to face my wrath."

Upon receiving news and arriving at the depot, what greeted Qiang Dongsong was a scene of utter devastation.

The black smoke rose gracefully, and the acrid smell of burnt flesh hung in the air over the storage area. Everywhere were shattered bricks mixed with deformed gold brick fragments and charred limbs, causing a strong sense of revulsion.

Fortunately for those who had been hit by Wang Zheng earlier in the bathroom, they were far enough away to escape most of the blast's effects and thus managed to survive. One could say that they turned misfortune into good luck.

Qiang Dongsong stared at the scene before him with eyes so full of malice it seemed as if water would spill out any moment. If someone familiar with him were present, they would see a flicker of fire burning in his darkened eyes.

"What's going on What happened" Qiang Dongsong was silent for a while but couldn't hold back anymore and shouted, kicking away the broken bricks before him.

No one could answer him. The highest-ranking official here, Senior Instructor Palermo, had turned into a pile of burnt charcoal, making it impossible to identify who he was!

This was undoubtedly the worst damage Dark Military Academy had ever suffered! Having their own territory ruined like this was an outright humiliation!

So much gold could be salvaged partially but would still result in at least a 50% loss. And the goods being smuggled to Asia, worth over a hundred million dollars, were also lost, not to mention the hard-to-obtain military supplies and ammunition.

"It must be the Chinese who did this!" Qiang Dongsong wasn't stupid; after he brought the gold here, an unprecedented explosion occurred. Even the dumbest person could figure out what had happened!

“All of those Chinese people on that ship should have been detained! We need to check each one thoroughly! Not a single one can be let go!” At this moment, Qiang Dongsong was filled with regret. Those "pirates" he dispatched as a warning were now the cause of his problems.

Although he could be considered Dark Military Academy's representative in Asia and China, he couldn't enter the core circle of the academy. This matter would definitely not remain hidden; it would certainly anger those big bosses. Qiang Dongsong's superior was Bisier, known as Bloody Bisier. Just thinking about his methods made Qiang Dongsong shiver involuntarily.

Yes, even a coldhearted guy like him has moments and people he fears.

However, there's no concrete evidence to suggest that Qiang Dongsong is definitely involved in this matter. With Palermo dead, the responsibility can be completely shifted onto this guy!

If Bisier interrogates me, I'll just pass the buck and get rid of all responsibilities, making it impossible for him to have any evidence even if he suspects me!

At this moment, a military green jeep drove over and performed a drift before Qiang Dongsong.

Seeing the license plate, Qiang Dongsong's pupils instantly contracted!

Bisier is here! Bloody Instructor Bisier! Just thinking about this guy’s methods of tormenting people makes even a hardened person like Qiang Dongsong feel shivers down his spine!

Upon seeing the car stop, Qiang Dongsong snapped to attention with a sharp clap and shouted loudly, "Welcome, instructor!"

Although both Qiang Dongsong and Bisier were top instructors, the latter's seniority was clearly much greater. Their status and identity couldn't be compared on the same level either. When Qiang Dongsong entered the instructor training program, Bisier had also been his teacher; hence, every time he sees Bisier, Qiang Dongsong respectfully calls him "instructor."

A man wearing dark green military attire came down from the front passenger seat. He was tall and slender, standing at around 190 centimeters, with a narrow belt tied around his waist, high-calf boots on his feet, sunglasses on his face, and a cigar in his mouth which he hadn't lit yet.

This man had a thin, sharp-featured face that looked as if it was carved by knives and axes, and there was a long scar running across the right side of his face, giving him an intimidating appearance.

This is a man who gives everyone an eerie chill. His presence exudes a sharp and cold aura.

"Qiang, what's going on here"

Bisier surveyed the desolate scene around him and asked in a low voice; his words were somewhat muffled as he was holding a cigar in his mouth.

"Coach, I am currently investigating the cause of this situation. As Senior Coach Palermo, who oversees this area, has fallen in battle, uncovering the truth will take some time," Qiang Dongsong tried to keep his voice calm when answering.

"Alright, very well, excellent." Bisier took out a lighter and lit up his cigar.

Seeing this action, Qiang Dongsong felt an ominous sensation!

Because almost no one had ever seen Bisier smoke before!

The legend was that he preferred to hold cigars in his mouth without lighting them. If he actually lit a cigar, it meant he was on the verge of losing control!

Bisier, the bloody coach. Even when not angry, his presence made people shiver with fear. If he were to truly lose his temper, how terrifying would that be

Seeing Bisier light up a cigar, everyone fell silent as if struck by cold lightning. Qiang Dongsong clenched his fists and tried to stay calm, but sweat had already soaked his palms!oung master with purple and black bruises on his face currently didn't have the courage to show himself. Being beaten so badly was enough for him to remember it for a lifetime.But, in the evening of t...