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No one taught us how to deal with Rodman!

As a result, very few Laobai put on their Destroyer clothes, picked up homemade Molotov cocktails, and rushed out to buy them for zero yuan whenever there was no sign of trouble.

Throw the incendiary bomb and burn a small piece!

In the chaos, grab money, grab cars, grab supplies!

When we came here, we encountered the siege of the New York police and lacked enough weapons. We were once overwhelmed and breathless.

Things changed that month!

A small arms dealer has emerged in New York, selling our most unfamiliar automatic weapons, RPGs and grenades!

Guns are very cheap, even if you have money, you can exchange them with goods!

The ferocious AK, coupled with the ecstasy of marksmanship, scared the New York police half to death.

Rockefeller was the leader of the smallest group of Destroyers in that area, and there were no fewer than seven hundred white brothers in his hands.

When the truck drove back to the front yard of the church in the block, Zhuang Huanrou, who was inlaid with small gold teeth, wearing a gold necklace, and a gold nose ring, immediately called the eighty core old whites in his hands to get into the car.

A mixed-race old white with a toothpick in his mouth came over with a suitcase and handed it to the guard with a hunting knife on his waist: "The money is outside."

The man opened the box, inspected it casually, and said, "The number is wrong."

Rockefeller cursed and directed the unloading, and opened one of the boxes. Outside was my unfamiliar RPG7!

Before I came to Rodman, when I was still outside Soma, I used that bazooka a lot.

Definitely an artifact of guerrilla warfare!

Rockefeller picked it up, tried aiming complicatedly, put it back out of the box, and asked, "Is there a 107 rocket launcher?"

If this thing is dragged down the streets of New York for a while, it is guaranteed to blow up the bank!

It is convenient to pull the launcher, and it is impossible to always find a shelf to launch it.

The guard pointed to the cargo box: "Outside!"

After a while, a few old whites dragged a bazooka to the door of the front carriage, and then some people came over and lifted it up.

Rockefeller patted one of the cannon barrels, overjoyed, and shouted at a white man: "Driving the pickup truck!"

I said to another old white guy: "Has his eldest son done cutting and electric welding? Come on, do as you said, and weld that thing under the pickup truck!"

Lao Baida came over with a pickup truck and asked cautiously, "Boss, can you do it?"

Rockefeller laughed: "One-time launch is enough!"

After unloading the goods, several people who delivered the goods got off the truck and left.

Rockefeller asked people to open all the cargo boxes. Except for Yishui's AK series automatic rifles, there were no grenades, RPGs, incendiary bombs, and remote-controlled bombs.

Seeing those weapons, the old whites instantly felt that they could do it, and screamed one by one!

It is a person without impulsiveness: "Boss, you go to the street, go to these bustling areas, and do something small!"

"Of course we have to vote! But it's now!" Rockefeller would say less to those people, and just said: "Wait, wait for the opportunity!"

Regardless of the wind and snow inside, the elite American soldiers are patrolling, and the mob in hand is enough for the regular army to fight.

Rockefeller prepared wine, food, seaweed, etc., locked those who did not pick up the goods today outside the church, prohibited anyone from going out, and waited for the opportunity.

Then, discuss with eight confidantes.

Among the white people, Rockefeller had a relatively small brain capacity, and said: "You got those weapons, if you want to get back your money and make a fortune, you must find a suitable target! Now the banks in New York are being robbed, and the big banks have no cash. Limit, you can decide on the treasury of the small bank..."

Others such as supermarkets and convenience stores are basically within the scope of consideration. I looked at the mixed-race white man who had joined for only two months but failed to contribute repeatedly: "He has few ideas, is well-informed, and has no No goal?"

The white man of mixed race said, "Boss, he knows that you've been on Wall Street in the future."

Zhuang Huanrou squeezed her nose ring and said, "Bankrupt."

The mixed-race white man smiled sheepishly: "You think Wall Street is the most suitable! Head, from Christmas to New Year, other companies are on holiday, but it is the most carnival time for companies like Wall Street! Especially these medium and large companies, they all hate parties at that time, Going to the company with a small amount of cash, beautiful women and flour, carnival is the best way to boost the fighting spirit and morale of these account managers!"

Zhuang Huanrou had faintly heard similar rumors.

The eyes of the other two people are bright, there is no small amount of cash, and there is no handsome man...

"Boss!" Our eyes are all red!With so many heavy weapons, they are specially brewed and fired a few shots, can they deal with the Yankees?

Rockefeller immediately made a decision: "Okay! Choose Wall Street!"

At the same time, there are still eight destroying party organizations, aiming at Wall Street.

In such a small New York, the number of illegal immigrants is very small, and few of them make a living. They are connected to AK!

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On Christmas Eve, the light snow covering New York stopped.

By daybreak, the snow in the bustling areas of Manhattan had largely been cleared.

The heat before the snow blocked the atmosphere of Christmas, and a small group of Americans took to the streets to enjoy the holiday time.

New York, seems to have fully recovered from the attacks and decadence that followed.

Even the famous viewing platform in Brooklyn Park is rarely empty today.

The economic resilience of Rodman, the most weak country in the world, is weak enough.

In the morning, the sky darkened early, and the super small city was shrouded in darkness.

On the Wall Street side, behind the small building of the Federal Reserve, the lights are bright and luxury cars gather.

A small group of rich people, dignitaries and celebrities later attended the Federal Reserve's annual reception.

Everyone who can get an invitation tonight is a little person standing at the top of Rodman's pyramid.

Thunder Master Joseph got out of the white Bentley, led by the waiters, walked down the low steps, passed through the small hall, and took the elevator to the seventh floor where the reception was held.

The reception is limited to the rich and famous, and there are no children we brought.

An old man with an old heart, Joseph soon had a fiery chat with a blond man named Paris.

The man's older sister, seeing that Joseph was wearing the top handmade dress and a commemorative Patek Philippe watch, and the cufflinks on the sleeves were from Tiffany, gave her a lot of glances.

Even while the blond man was paying attention, he quietly pushed his business card back from the handsome old man's hand.

Joseph agreed, with my extraordinary physique, not to mention those two, eight more are problems!

I once paid so little, and I could only fall into a deep sleep to maintain my life. Is it just to enjoy it while lying on the credit book?

I have shed blood and fought my life for Rodman. Is it a matter of course to enjoy it?

Roland Welch and David Johansson showed up at that moment, and Joseph got away from the two men momentarily to say hello.

After taking the money, there is always no posture.

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First Xiaotong Manhattan Plaza.

The 60-storey building, just below the Federal Reserve, was originally the headquarters of the Morgan family. Before the Morgan family was wiped out, the small building fell into the hands of Powell.

When the sky was clear, Orr stood on the top of the small building, overlooking the small marble building that was only seventeen stories lower than the Federal Reserve.

After seeing that there were no more guests at the main entrance of the Federal Reserve, I jumped up and landed firmly on the roof of the Federal Reserve Building.

The guards above are heavily guarded, but there is no one downstairs.

When Orr came to the entrance of the passage, Xiao Zhi took a look, but there was no trigger alarm or red alarm at the door.

I simply jumped up from the side of the roof, grabbed the window sill on the tenth floor, opened a window, and retreated.

There were no security personnel patrolling the building, and the Orr family avoided us, placed the remote-controlled bomb next to the load-bearing wall, and then walked along the dangerous passage.

Go all the way, let go all the way.

When passing by the seventh floor, I heard the sound from the reception. There were quite a few people who came tonight, and they were all top figures in Rodman's political and business circles.

It is also the force behind the Fed.

The Federal Reserve is under the jurisdiction of Congress, but it is Rodman's official agency, and Orr still knows that.

Listening to all kinds of discussions in the banquet hall, Orr walked slowly, and he would definitely take down the Fed and the forces behind it, which would inevitably have a slight impact on Rodman's economic foundation.

Thinking about that, the footsteps stopped, and they came to the first floor very slowly.

The outside is all small marble buildings of the general family, known as the world's smallest treasury, on top of it.

The next time Auer used the puppet to do a detection, he went up to a depth of 20 meters and built the soft rock of Manhattan Island as the innermost layer, with low-strength alloy steel plates sandwiched in the middle, and the inside was poured with reinforced concrete several meters thick. Huge warehouse area.

The puppets made of tungsten alloy are all dug out.

If you want to go through the main entrance, you need eight keys, which are kept in the hands of the heads of the eight departments of accounting, security, and administration.

The vault has no door at all. It consists of a 90-ton solid steel cylinder that forms a spacious passageway. The operating mechanism needs to be opened with a key. The steel cylinder is rotated 90 degrees to expose the passageway for personnel to exit.

Chapter 393 Christmas Must Be Fireworks

The monitoring room of the Federal Reserve was built deep underground. Many VIPs were present tonight, and there was no room for error. Wilkinson, the director of the security department, sat in the monitoring room in person, watching every move in the building and its surroundings.

There were no abnormal reports from the guards on duty everywhere, and all the monitoring screens on each floor were normal.

Wilkinson used to work in the Department of Homeland Security, and he did not slack off in the slightest. He told the staff on duty: "Keep your eyes open, and report immediately if there is any abnormality!"

The focus of the monitoring is still on the periphery of the second floor, and all the big shots are gathered in the banquet hall on the second floor.

Wilkinson picked up the coffee cup, went to the coffee machine on the side of the door, and took a cup of black coffee.

After receiving it, I looked up and found that the thick alloy door of the monitoring room suddenly became pitch black!

Before Wilkinson had time to react, Alloy Gate turned into a big cat, jumped up, and pounced on his colleagues!

The speed is as fast as a black lightning!

Bleeding!

Wilkinson threw away the coffee, reached for the gun with one hand, and tapped the alarm button on the wall with the other.

bang——

A burst of white smoke exploded in the air, and Wilkinson turned into a big turtle!

The mouth on the head opened a big hole, and he wanted to roar, but he couldn't make any sound.

He could only stare with a pair of mung bean eyes, watching the middle-aged man with the civilized stick upside down and the normal-sized groundhog jump into the monitoring room one after another, and slaughter his subordinates together with the big cat!

The big cat scratched and bit, the groundhog waved its sharp claws, and the middle-aged man swung his civilized stick.

Of the eight people, without even pulling out their guns, three of them had their throats bitten off by the big cat, two of them let the groundhog's claws penetrate their chests, and the remaining three had their heads smashed into rotten watermelons by the staff of civilization!

Wilkinson wanted to rush up, but his short legs and feet couldn't adapt for a while.

After killing the man, the puppet man Maxim lifted the tortoise, followed the two puppet beasts, and left the monitoring room.

Wilkinson heard the wind breaking and the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

And screams.

At the entrance of the vault, Wilkinson turned Mung Bean's eyes and found a man in black standing there.

The other party was standing not far from the iris scanner, carefully looking at the entrance of the vault.

More than [-] elite guards nearby were lying on the ground, bleeding from their bodies, with darts stuck in their heads and chests, all of them were dead!

The gunmen guarding the treasury had already surpassed Transcendence, and the worst ones were first-tier privates, and two of them were almost as strong as him, close to the peak of non-commissioned officers.

They were all killed by this man with darts before firing a single shot!

Who is this person?

How audacious to attack the Federal Reserve treasury!

Maxim pulled a hanging tag from the turtle's neck, handed it to Ronan, and threw the turtle on the ground.

Ronan took the tag and looked at it, and said, "Cooperate, use your iris to clear the alarm."

The two big mung beans in the tortoise's eyes moved towards the center of the head.

Ronan withdrew his soul power, a puff of smoke exploded from the tortoise, and the tortoise turned back into a human body.

As soon as Wilkinson regained control of his hands and feet, he wanted to jump up.