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Chapter 771 Everyone gets the stolen goods

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    0771 Everyone gets the stolen goods

    ¡°Brother, do we really want to do business with those ghost guys?¡±

    Outside a small factory in the suburbs of Brooklyn, a dozen muscle cars with the Hans Gang logo printed on them were parked here.  Dozens of black thugs from the Hans Gang stood beside the car, each one of them either puffing away smoke or fiddling with their guns, as if waiting for something.

    A black man wearing a white hip-hop suit and a green peaked cap, holding a tobacco in his mouth, spoke to another black man with a somewhat similar appearance in a rap-like accent.

    This black man is also wearing hip-hop clothes and a cuckold, but his face is more gangster, making him look very fierce.

    "That's right, brother!"

    This is Harry Hans, the boss of the Hans Gang.  He was an out-and-out drug addict with ruthless driving methods. He followed his two brothers, Duncan Hans, the second brother, and George Hans, the third brother, to form the Hans Gang, which was domineering in Chinatown and was notorious.

    The Hans Gang¡¯s biggest business is selling drugs in the neighborhood, but their previous purchasing channel, Mexican drug lord Paul Steyer, was actually arrested!

    ¡°Without Paul Steyer, we need new sources of supply!¡±

    ¡°But I hate those girls wearing leather jackets!¡±

    Duncan Hans said unhappily while smoking tobacco, "They stink of motor oil! They are all a bunch of bitches!"

    ¡°As long as I can get the goods, I don¡¯t care how assholes they are!¡±

    Harry has made up his mind.

    "The third child, George Hans, is different from his two brothers in that he doesn't like to talk by nature.  He was sitting on the hood of the car next to him, loading a shotgun in his hand.

    "They are coming."

    Just when Duncan was about to continue complaining, Harry saw the car lights gradually turning on in the distance, and his expression became more serious.  And his hand subconsciously touched the pistol on his waist.  At the same time, he waved his other hand, and the group of Hans Gang boys behind him all tightened their grip on their firearms, with more or less nervousness on everyone's face.

    In New York, the Hans Gang and the Motorcycle Gang have never been friendly, and are even somewhat hostile to each other.  There have been many conflicts between the two gangs, and there have been many slanders against each other.  This time they actually want to join forces to do business, which makes everyone feel uncomfortable.

    Looking at the more than 20 Harley-Davidson motorcycles approaching, while subconsciously avoiding the dazzling headlights, Harry's fingers also lightly touched the cold pistol.

    As the boss of a gang, at this moment, he actually felt a little nervous!

    The future of Hans Gang is in your own hands!

    "As soon as there is any trouble, kill them!"

    He lowered his voice and told his brothers.  Facing the coming motorcycle gang, everyone has already heightened their vigilance.

    Soon, those Harley-Davidson motorcycles with their roaring engines stopped in front of them in a row.  Sitting in the car were people wearing black jackets with a skull and crossbones gang logo printed on the back.

    They are the notorious Ghost Biker Gang in New York, a group of villains that even the Hans Gang hates.

    "Haha, aren't these the three Hans brothers? I didn't expect you all to come."

    The leader of the ghost motorcycle gang is Tucker Banner. He is tall and tall, with a beard like a dwarf. He is sitting on the motorcycle and looking at the Hans Gang and others opposite with a smile.

    The gang members of the motorcycle gang are all such burly men. They are all dressed in black jackets, whistling in their mouths, and making bursts of jeering sounds.

    "What a bastard"

    Harry cursed in a low voice, then took two steps forward, his voice a little louder.

    "Tucker Banner, are you a friend here to do business, or an enemy here to cause trouble?"

    ¡°What¡¯s the difference between friends and enemies?¡±

    Tucker laughed.

    "Friends, we send enthusiasm and money! Enemies, we send death and bullets!"

    With that said, Harry took out his favorite Desert Eagle from his waist and opened the safety of the gun.  Almost at the same time, the members of the Hans Gang behind them all raised their weapons, loaded their guns with live ammunition, and stood ready.

    "Oh, this might not be a good idea."

    Tucker looked back at his little brother and said with a smile, "They are scared, aren't they?"

    The members of the motorcycle gang sitting on the motorcycle all pulled out a shotgun from the body of the motorcycle and placed it on the front of the motorcycle without any fear.What they do is nothing more than scratching the itch for this car.  Golden sparks continued to explode on the deck of the chariot, and the bullets were ejected to the side, hitting the factory, setting off more sparks, like blooming fireworks.

    The rain of bullets lasted for three minutes. Everyone had almost run out of bullets, but the car was still intact.

    "You are the idiot. Didn't I just say that this is an invincible chariot? Don't you understand what invincible means?"

    Duncan was a little angry.

    "Damn it, go to hell with Invincible!"

    Tucker was very angry, and Harry was changing bullets, and he yelled.

    "Duncan, stop worshiping him. If we don't kill him, we will all be doomed!"

    "I know, I know! Oh, damn"

    ""

    The third child, George Hans, remained silent and silently replaced new bullets.

    At this moment, the door of the opposite chariot slowly opened, and a figure wearing armor stepped out of the vehicle.

    ¡°Oh, my God, it¡¯s really the Dark Knight King!¡±

    Duncan let out a woman's scream.

    "go to hell!"

    George suddenly yelled, holding a shotgun and about to shoot.  At this moment, a bullet suddenly shot out and hit his shotgun accurately, knocking the shotgun away!

    Everyone looked towards the place where the gunfire rang out and saw a figure riding a motorcycle.  He was holding a strange-shaped pistol in his left hand and had just completed a shot.

    Seeing this motorcycle, the motorcycle gangs all exclaimed in surprise.  Even Tucker couldn't help but take a second look, and couldn't help but say, "Cool!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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