I’ll add some practice in the real world

He went downstairs as if there was no one around. As soon as Chen Jue arrived at the hotel lobby, he found that the front desk staff had long been deserted, and even the hotel door was blocked and closed.

Those gunshots just now were so sudden, it would have been wrong if no hotel security came to check.

Looking at the empty front desk again, Chen Jue roughly guessed that this hot spring hotel should also be an industry controlled by gangsters, otherwise the people in the hotel would not be dispersed so easily.

I slowly walked to the tall floor-to-ceiling glass door at the entrance and exit of the hotel lobby. I pushed it gently, and the originally locked door made a creaking and rubbing sound.

This kind of floor-to-ceiling glass door is made of tempered glass. Chen Jue pushed it, and then there was a loud bang sound. The entire glass door burst open, and even cracks spread throughout the door body. Finally, Chen Jue The huge piece of glass weighing hundreds of kilograms fell to the ground with a gentle push, and glass shards flew everywhere.

What a waste! Chen Jue couldn't help complaining. He took a few bundles of Japanese coins from the box and threw them on the ground, treating them as compensation for the hotel's repair costs.

…

Just when Chen Jue pushed open the glass door and planned to leave the hotel to find another place to rest, dozens of commercial vehicles were parked on the hillside slope less than a hundred meters away from the hotel entrance.

The vehicles were surrounded by a dense crowd of armed men. The vice-president of the Matsuba Association, Jiro Inuzuka, was currently talking to another beautiful woman in one of the Toyota Centurys.

I saw this woman wearing a black suit. Although she was dressed as a man, she still couldn't hide her plump and hot figure.

Miss Kawashima, how long will it take for your people to solve this problem?

Our president has been waiting for a reply! If there is no result in five minutes, I will let my subordinates handle it. Inuzuka Jiro glanced at the beautiful woman next to him. He felt that the Black Dragon Group must be crazy. , actually sent such a vase to deal with such a major emergency.

Your Excellency, Vice President, my three subordinates are all the most elite members of the Black Dragon Group. It is estimated that they will be captured alive in a few minutes. Please be patient. Minako Kawashima looked expressionless and looked extremely calm. , but there was a bit of disgust flashing in his eyes.

Because of her beautiful face and figure, she often encountered such malicious looks in the gang circle.

But at this time, she did not pay attention to such trivial matters, but kept counting the time on her watch.

According to the speed at which the Black Dragon Clan assassinates members, this time should be enough to deal with the target.

After all, according to the intelligence from the Matsuba Association, the target was only one person in the hotel, and dispatching three assassination members was already an extremely waste of manpower in the eyes of Minako Kawashima.

Because every assassination member of the Black Dragon clan is an elite who has experienced hundreds of battles, they are somewhat famous even in the dark web.

If this matter had not been related to the long-term cooperation project between the Black Dragon Group and the Matsuba Association, the president of the Black Dragon Group would not have personally sent his most capable general, Kawashima Minako, and assigned her three assassin members.

But just as the two were talking, a very clear and loud noise came from the direction of the hotel. Upon hearing this, Inuzuka Jiro frowned and asked, What's the noise?

A horseman hurriedly ran over to report: Sir Inuzuka, the door of the hotel collapsed for some unknown reason. The target came out of the hotel carrying Team Leader Haruta's suitcase and is approaching here!

Oh? There's only one target?

Miss Kawashima, it seems that the so-called elite members sent by your side are nothing more than this. Upon hearing this, Inuzuka Jiro first smiled contemptuously at Minako Kawashima, whose expression changed dramatically next to him, and then waved his hand indifferently at his subordinates and ordered: Go! Bring that person here. If he dares to resist, kill him directly. Be careful not to damage the things in the box.

Hi!

The group of Matsuba Association members guarding the ramp began to take action, running towards the hotel on the ramp one after another.

Minako Kawashima, who was sitting in the car, was digesting the news just now, and said in horror: Impossible! All three assassination members missed a mere target?

Did they meet a master who was more powerful than them?

Just as the two top gangsters in the car were thinking about their own thoughts, intensive gunshots suddenly rang out from the top of the ramp. It was obvious that the enemy and ourselves were exchanging fire.

But if you listen carefully, you will find that those gunshots are also mixed with various screams.

It’s just that the originally dense gunfire began to become sparse inexplicably. In the end, less than a minute passed from the sporadic gunfire to the complete stop.

Miss Kawashima, listen, the gunfire outside has stopped! It seems that the elite assassination methods advocated by your Black Dragon Group are still no match for the human sea tactics of our Matsuba Association.

It would be better to leave the subsequent interrogation matters to our Matsuba Association. Sitting in the car, Inuzuka Jiro listened to the movements outside, and finally showed a confident smile. In his opinion, the small elite strategy pursued by the Black Dragon Group is not worth mentioning at all.

Traditional gangs emphasize the power of numbers, just like the idea of ​​giant ships and cannons they advocate. The larger the scale, the more powerful the atmosphere will be.

I am not as skilled as the others, so I will accept the defeat. Once the specific situation of this group of people is revealed through interrogation, please take care of Inuzuka-dono and share the information with our Black Dragon Group. Kawashima Minako suppressed the thought of having an attack and directed at the guy next to her. He forced a smile.

Don't worry, Miss Kawashima. Our president has repeatedly emphasized that we must have a good relationship with the Black Dragon Group. If we have any information, we will disclose it to you as soon as possible. Inuzuka Jiro was a little high-spirited at this moment. He felt that he had completed what the boss had told him. The task is only one aspect. If you can suppress the Black Dragon Group on the scene, you will have more capital to brag to the big guys in the circle in the future.

What Inuzuka Jiro didn't expect was that a few minutes after the gunfire stopped, none of his subordinates came to report the situation. He was originally in a comfortable mood and began to feel that something was wrong.

At this moment, on the ramp outside the Toyota Century, a black figure carrying a box slowly approached. Inuzuka Jiro thought it was his subordinate, so he hurriedly rolled down the window and looked at the figure. He spoke impatiently: Baga Ahu! Why are you still dawdling? Why don't you get the things over here!

What about that person? Was he killed or captured alive?

As soon as Jiro Inuzuka finished speaking, the figure in the darkness quickly walked to the car door and put his hand on the car handle.

Immediately afterwards, a loud bang without warning sounded in Inuzuka Jiro's ears. The two people sitting in the car felt the car body shake violently. The entire door of the Toyota Century was actually hit by that Just stretch out your hand and forcefully tear it off!

Then there was a clang sound, and the car door was thrown heavily onto the road, and the young man who tore open the door muttered: Sure enough, the quality of the kid's car is not good! What kind of garbage workmanship, the car body is so thin?

With such a poor safety factor, there are still a lot of people paying a premium to buy it. Are you not afraid of driving a hearse and drifting?

When I feel sleepy while writing, I try my best to hold in another chapter.