MTL - Please Call Me Lord God-~ Fanwai Seat of Fear (2)

Smoke bombs exploded and thick smoke dropped in the room.

The bullets began to roam the hustle and bustle of the dance floor.

Metal warheads are like countless killer bees, running through walls, ceilings, chandeliers, and human flesh and blood.

Quinn's bodyguards were competent. They pushed down the sofa, took out a pistol, fired back, and protected the "son of the devil" behind the bunker.

However, he does not intend to give these people any chance, just as he does not give other people present.

The call girls who fell in the pool of blood may have nothing to do with the whole incident, but the cold guns and flying warheads of the two sides did not think so.

"I'm sorry, but it's an ugly revenge."

He made a cross in his heart, even though he did not believe in the Lord.

When his beloved tragic mobster was abandoned, he lost faith.

If there is still a trace of faith in his heart, I am afraid it is only the word "blood debt and blood compensation".

This is a crossfire with intentional calculations, even if Quinn has a group of faithful slave bodyguards, but in front of the bullets, they also do not have a shell that is not as good as a sword. Before long, they are beaten into a pile of rotting meat.

"No ... don't kill me."

Quinn, like a pussy, frightened her legs.

He didn't want to talk nonsense to this guy, just a cold headshot.

Killing you is just the beginning, and the game does n’t officially begin.

...

Hurry up!

The drug dealers on the lower floor heard the shots rushing up one by one. The elevator was useless. The only elevator was bombed in the elevator and it was completely destroyed.

Only rushed to the top of the building from the safe passage, the door was blocked by heavy objects, and it couldn't be pushed for a long time.

Finally, someone took the fire axe and split the door open.

However, as soon as they opened the door to the twelfth floor, the explosion came out.

Not many people were killed, but as soon as they rushed in, some people noticed that billowing smoke was coming, and a blazing fire broke out on the twelfth floor, which swallowed up the walls and ceiling in a blink of an eye. If you are not sophisticated, get a little bit of fire, and the fire is desperately burning.

As for himself, he had long since moved to the top of the building and lowered from the top of the building in one breath using the escape descent device he carried.

Huh!

He landed on top of a car.

"stop!"

Someone rushed out of the building, cursed loudly in his direction, and raised his gun.

He jumped down quickly, avoiding the shooting behind him, and rushed to his modified car on the other side.

Fortunately, the movement of the group was too slow.

He climbed into this modified bulletproof off-road vehicle, and he could participate in the **** off-road race that killed the zombies.

The front of the car is equipped with a triangle shovel, armored window shutters, roof attack gates, four wheels with turning blades, and all-terrain off-road tires.

Just looking at the appearance of this modified car is extremely scary, he is the first time to drive this thing up.

"1,2,3 ..."

He yelled, stepped on the gas pedal, and drove up towards the chasing drug dealer.

The bullet hit the bulletproof glass, causing a spider-like crack to appear on the front window glass, but this could not stop the car from going straight forward. The front shovel loaded the first man and crushed the other man. He made a slight turn, and the blade of his foot slid over a person's thigh at high speed, taking off a large piece of meat.

For a moment, dozens of people fell in front of the building.

He didn't think much, dropped the car a head, and drove up again.

Bang!

Click!

Wheels, shovel heads, and toe blades completed a new round of crickets, leaving bone fragments, bloodstains, and dead bodies on the ground.

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At the same time, this stronghold organized by "Hahn" was smashed, and the news of his son's being killed spread.

"Morrow, my people were killed, and my son Quinn was killed."

A tall, thin middle-aged man called the police station.

He is "Hahn" himself, and the leader of the most powerful group of drug dealers in this city.

"I only give you three hours. After three hours, send the other person to me. I'm going to peel off his skin ... don't talk nonsense. I give you, the mayor, and those pigs in the city hall every year. Tens of millions of dollars are to ensure the safety of my business. As a result, what did you do, even if someone took away my hometown, you don't know anything. TMD is really a bunch of rice buckets. "

After the call was over, he smashed the phone to the ground and stepped on it to vent his anger.

"Boss ..."

A scarred man came in.

"We have a little clue, and we generally know who the other party is."

Hahn went on to ask, "What's the situation?"

"From the weapon used by the other party, we must know that all the arms dealers in this city have contact with us ..."

Scarface is one of Hahn's left and right hands. He is also the most powerful thug of Hahn. Through the financial resources of Hahn, a drug trafficking organization, he has accumulated a group of desperate people, all using the best weapons now, from head to toe. Armed to the teeth.

With this group of desperate fighters, Hahn has developed from a small and unknown group to the current momentum.

Money and violence are always inseparable. Hahn and his men can call the wind and rain in this small city, naturally because they have money and violence.

"Investigate all the arms dealers. I want to find this person ..."

Dididi!

The screen was ringing, and the ringing of the phone rang, and Scar's face picked up the phone and turned it into Hahn's unhappy face.

"It was the police chief ..."

Scar also knows this number.

"Hey! It's me, what ... the police station blew up."

Hahn took the cell phone and frowned. After a while, he put down the cell phone, but his face sank.

"Scars ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ This group of rice buckets is unreliable, this time, we have to do it ourselves."

Hahn thought for a while, and then Shen Ling said: "Send a message to the garbage in the city, who can find this guy, broke his leg and received me, I will give him five million dollars."

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Drive the car to a hidden spot, he abandoned the car and fled, and went to the police station.

He parked a car nearby with a bomb inside. He took out a remote control and used the remote control to drive the car with the bomb into the police station.

Bang!

A fireball emerged from the police station, and in the thick smoke, a frightening cry came.

There are too many spies inside the police. In order to get more time, he must make the police take care of themselves. This bomb will give them no time to deal with things here.

He must not allow the police to undermine his revenge.