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Del stood up not far away, walked over and said, "You didn't say to shoot after you finished counting." After speaking, he stretched out his hand, "Here."
"Take what?"
Del grinned: "Money!"
The lunatic scolded: "Damn nigger, you are so fucking shameless. Don't talk about playing tricks, and let the last person run away, you actually "lick" your face and ask me for money."
"No! You didn't say how many times to shoot. Anyway, I fired before you. As for the last guy, I fired one shot. You didn't even have a chance to shoot. Of course I won."
"Get out!" The madman cursed angrily, turned around and left.
"Hurry up and get the money." Del chased after him without showing any weakness.
"Give me the money!"
"No money!"
"Give me the money!"
"No money!"
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Two people yelled and walked towards the maintenance passage on the roof. When the two refused to give in to each other, Danen's voice sounded in the earphones.
"You two, stop arguing. The guy who ran away is back and is going upstairs in the west. Be careful."
The lunatic and Del immediately shut up, and hurried to the edge of the roof in the west, raised their guns and looked through the sniper scope, and saw a black figure climbing up quickly.
The madman smiled and said, "Dell! How long would it take you to climb this building?"
Del took the gun away and looked at it: "The eighteenth floor, it will take more than ten minutes anyway."
The lunatic said: "The genetic warrior is really not bragging, the speed is so much faster than you."
By the time they were talking, the people below had climbed to the eleventh floor, which was less than three minutes.
Danen's voice came again: "The police will be here soon, kill him quickly, and leave immediately."
"Understood." The lunatic said, just when the two of them were about to shoot, the people below seemed to feel something, and suddenly kicked the glass of the window and quickly got in.
"Damn it!" The lunatic cursed fiercely, turned around and ran away: "Let's go!"
Wilson stood by the shattered window, his hands clasped tightly, his knuckles rattling.
Now he already knew that the other party was not the Skull and Bones Society, but the Chinese who made the news. But he just didn't understand when China's technology became so advanced that even genetic warriors like them couldn't resist it.
Thinking of this, Wilson turned and left. He had to report the situation to his superiors, otherwise a wrong decision might put them in a situation where they would never be able to recover.
More than a dozen police cars came galloping with their lights flashing. Yang Luo stood still in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looked at the scene downstairs and said with a smile: "I thought the party tonight would be very lively, but I didn't expect it to be so simple. It's over. So are Freemasonry and Skull and Bones."
At the same time, in that small hotel, a big black man was standing respectfully in front of Spears.
"Boss! The people in the photo are the Chinese who killed Jos."
Spears said in a murderous tone: "Leo! You immediately send someone to catch those Chinese pigs."
Leo was stunned for a moment: "Boss! Those Chinese are hard to deal with. I think we should kill them directly."
Spears's face was contorted, a little hideous and terrifying: "I want to see them crawling under my feet like a dog, I want to cut off all the parts of their bodies with one knife, and listen to them screaming and begging for mercy in front of me"
Leo nodded, turned around and walked out. Others didn't understand that Spears went to war for one of his subordinates, but he knew it very well. Spears has pure Jewish ancestry. His father was the leader of the Jewish gang. As early as 20 years ago, all his relatives were killed by his enemies, and Joss was his nephew and his only relative. Now those Chinese killed Joss, how could Spears not hate it to the bone.
Leo came out, looked at one of his men standing outside the door and said, "Kamp! Call people."
"yes!"
Two white vans drove out of the parking lot behind the motel and slowly drove towards the city.
Half an hour later, the car stopped on the side of a street not far from the Golden Shield Hotel, and a dozen people with submachine guns got out of the car. Under the leadership of Leo, they quickly ran towards the Golden Shield Hotel.
At this time, it was already past three o'clock in the morning, and the neon lights were still flashing. Those men and women who were wandering in the street in strange costumes, saw Leo and the others, ran away one by one, and then hid in the distance and watched curiously.
 ?Cold and murderous voice.
"Mr. Police! Bye!"
The two policemen were taken aback when they heard this guy's pure English, and understood everything. They were tricked, but it was too late.
"Crack!"
There were two terrible sounds of bones breaking, and the heads of the two police officers were tilted to one side, with blood dripping from the corners of their mouths.
"Crunch"
Screeching brakes sounded, and the policeman who was driving stopped the car, reaching for his gun, when suddenly the back of his head was hit hard by a hammer. There was a buzzing sound in his head, his vision was pitch black, and his upper body limply lay on the steering wheel.
Yang Luo opened the car door and threw the body out before getting out of the car. A police knife was found on the policeman, and he stabbed the fuel tank fiercely. Gasoline flowed out along the crack, slowly flowing and extending to the distance.
Yang Luo took out his cigarette and flicked his thumb on the bottom of the cigarette case, and the cigarette fell into his mouth accurately with a beautiful arc. Then he took out the lighter, lit it, took a deep breath, and looked back at the police car.
"I hope God can take you to heaven." After speaking, she walked forward unsteadily. When he walked more than ten meters away, he flicked the cigarette in his mouth back, and there was still half of the cigarette left, with a little spark, which landed on the still flowing gasoline in a graceful arc. There was a whistling flame, followed by a bang, and a ball of flame shot up into the sky.
Danen had a lollipop in her mouth, her big eyes were fixed on the computer screen, and she was still muttering something.
Davis stood behind her and said nervously: "Miss Danen! Let's go quickly, they will rush in immediately, and it will be too late by then."
Danen took out the lollipop in his mouth and "licked" it with his small tongue: "It's just a few big mice, they can't bite you."
Davis knew that Danen was not easy, but he also didn't believe that a little girl could fight with a dozen gangsters with submachine guns, running around in a hurry.
Danen giggled, closed the notebook with a snap, then opened her small bag, reached out and groped inside for a while, and when she took it out, there were two button-sized black buttons in her hand. object.
"What is this?" Davis asked strangely. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com