marvel monster

Chapter 26 Late Night Shopping

In the afternoon, starting at about three o'clock, the sky in Los Angeles suddenly became gloomy, and a burst of dark clouds blew from the seaside. The dark clouds seemed to be oppressive above the head. .biquge

Under Falca's cabinet, he looked at the gloomy sky outside. He took a sip of the 59 Lafite, frowned slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He had a hunch that Los Angeles was not peaceful tonight.

He doesn't like similar things happening. Every time there is instability, it means that the rules he has set will be impacted, but he can't help it. The only constant in this world is that it keeps changing.

He has controlled the city for decades, and he knows this better than anyone.

People are changing, rules are changing, and the only eternal thing is change.

In the "palace"-shaped warehouse, Nagini was shooting, and each bullet accurately hit the moving target.

Wilson came back and took some of the tools with him.

The two chatted for a while, and Wilson was glad that Nagini didn't find anything, but he still had a feeling in his heart that told him that Nagini already knew everything.

But no matter what, Wilson must have an end with Andy tonight

Even if he fails, I believe that Andy, who was severely injured, will be killed by Nagini. This can be regarded as his revenge for Mrs. Samantha.

He knew Nagini, and he knew how capable this six-year-old child was.

Nagini watched Wilson leave, and he sighed. He was just doubtful before, but now Nagini was sure that Wilson, the stupid fat guy, was going to take risks tonight because he smelled the smell of the Angel Orphanage on Wilson.

To be honest, Wilson's behavior is really orphan-like.

At night, the sky in Los Angeles becomes increasingly gloomy. This depressing atmosphere makes everyone feel irritable. Everyone hopes for a heavy rain to drive away the heat.

In the deep-water port of Los Angeles, it is unknown whether it was due to the weather or a premonition that these workers who made a living at the dock left early.

Of course, not everyone left.

There is a cement building in the Deep Water Port, which used to be the canteen of the Deep Water Port. After the war, the boss got rich and abandoned the restaurant, so the cement building became an abandoned building.

And in this abandoned building, there were Andy and 20 gang members armed with guns introduced to him by Buzz.

This is the maximum number of people Buz can recruit in Los Angeles with Andy's prestige. After all, not everyone is willing to go against that lunatic Wilson for money.

Someone has counted that in just two days, Wilson, the madman, killed at least 30 people.

In Los Angeles, Andy has become a name that everyone avoids. No one wants to be associated with Andy. Who knows if the devil Wilson will find you tonight. The reason is that you and Andy know each other.

But these people in the abandoned building don't care, because they are a group of lunatics who want money rather than their lives.

There was a damp smell in the air, and everyone looked a little nervous. After all, this was the ruthless Wilson. He killed more than thirty people in two days. This man was simply a psychopath.

But Andy was very calm. He knew very well how little foundation Wilson, as an outsider, had in Los Angeles. Although there were many people around him, there were only a few people he could really trust.

Why do gangsters talk about seniority?

It's not because you rely on your old age to sell off your old age, but because it takes time to accumulate resources and connections.

Why should Wilson, who has just arrived, fight with himself?

Although he knew that Wilson was very ferocious and that one person could tear him into pieces in a single fight, he was still one person after all, and there were more than twenty of them here, and all of them had firearms. As long as one shot of bullet Wilson Will go to hell.

So Andy was calm, he didn't panic at all.

"Click"

Under the weak light, there was a sound in the shadow, and then a round thing came out of the darkness. Everyone heard the sound and took a closer look. Then everyone's expressions changed: "Damn it, it's a bomb. Everyone, get down quickly."

"boom"

A burst of fire shot into the sky, and the terrifying impact was accompanied by the fire, which made everyone dizzy.

Andy felt his forehead was wet. He wiped it, and his palms turned red, which made him angry.

A flash of ferocity flashed in his eyes. Looking at the strong double figure not far away, Andy subconsciously took out his pistol.

"bang bang bang"

The gun muzzle sprayed flames, and the horn of decisive battle blew. In a hail of bullets, the strong black figure was beaten into a sieve. However, what made Andy angry and uneasy was that the bullet did not hit Wilson, but a A sandbag disguised as Wilson.

The splattered blood is not blood, but the sand in the sandbag

Andy's pupils shrank, his face looked a little ugly, and he shouted quickly, "Damn it, change the bullet quickly"

The reason why he dared to fight Wilson was because he had a gun in his hand.

He knew very well that without the threat of firearms, Wilson alone could kill more than twenty of them.

And because of the damn sandbag before, there are not many bullets left in everyone's guns. If Wilson comes to kill him at this time,

That shouldn't be too scary

And according to Murphy's Law, what Andy least expected to happen happened.

In the darkness, a sturdy figure appeared in front of everyone like a ghost, and with a fist as big as a clay pot, it hit hard with a whistling wind.

"crack"

Just like smashing a watermelon, Wilson smashed a person's head with just a pair of iron fists.

Then he rushed into the sheep like a tiger. With his strong body, terrifying strength, and his amazing brute force, he killed three or four in an instant, and seven or eight others were lost to Wilson's attack. combat effectiveness.

This was a one-sided massacre. The strong Wilson exerted his strength and brutality to the extreme. The beast-like ferocious aura, even the murderer licking blood from the knife edge, could not help but feel fear in his heart at this moment. Emotions.

But unfortunately, Wilson is powerful, but he is still a person.

When the first shot rang out, Wilson's fierce figure couldn't help but freeze.

But after a moment, his expression became more ferocious.

Just as Nagini guessed, Wilson had no intention of leaving alive tonight. He had already put life and death aside. The injured Wilson, instead of retreating, became more ferocious.

Four seconds, maybe five seconds

With a ferocious expression but extremely calm eyes, Wilson was calculating what he could do in the last few seconds of his life.

The answer may be a dozen people, or they may take Andy to hell with them.

Wilson wasn't sure he had much time left after the initial chaos.

The gang led by Andy knew very well that although Wilson was scary, he was still a human being and would be injured and die when faced with bullets. So they retreated while frantically changing ammunition. This was probably the fastest time in their lives that they were changing ammunition. They were simply racing against death.

And Wilson also knew this, so even if he was injured, he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

During this period, Wilson knocked down several people again. Perhaps because of their injuries, they were disabled rather than dead. The number of people led by Andy also changed from the original twenty people to less than ten people now. Man, but it doesn’t matter anymore.

When Wilson saw a black man pointing a ferocious assault rifle at him, he knew his life was about to end.

But the next moment, before Wilson could react.

With a "bang" gunshot, half of the nigger's head was smashed, and then his body cracked open like a sculpture and turned into a pile of powder.

Wilson was stunned. He came alone, not expecting any support, and he didn't think he had any friends in Los Angeles who could help him.

Andy was also stunned. He looked at the unscientific scene in front of him in shock, and his face instantly became extremely ugly. "Damn it, Wilson has a helper, kill him, or we will all die."

He yelled crazily and started grabbing Wilson. While everyone was stunned, Wilson tried to figure out who the person who was secretly helping him was. He was a 400-pound fat man who was rolling around in a slightly embarrassed manner. With his normal agility, he dodged flexibly and finally hid behind a load-bearing pillar.

"clap clap"

There was a burst of gunfire, and the load-bearing pillars were hit by bullets, splattering countless cement chips.

The war spread again, and Andy frantically ordered his men to shoot. Today's incident made Andy understand a truth. Wilson is too terrible. He must kill this man, otherwise one day in the future, he will be killed by this man. kill

Wilson wanted to fight back several times, but actually it was not to fight back, but mainly to provide Nagini with a shooting environment. However, the opponent's firepower was too strong. As long as he raised his head, countless bullets would be fired at him.

Nagini, who was hiding in the darkness, also understood what Wilson meant. He transformed into an eight-meter-long poisonous python with a Desert Eagle and a spare magazine in his mouth.

He came quietly behind Andy, and just when he was about to take action, Nagini stopped. He smelled the scent of a group of strangers.

Could it be that Andy's reinforcements have arrived? But there is no smell of Andy or Wilson in this group of people.

Just when Nagini looked confused, his face suddenly turned extremely ugly, because he saw a missile with a flame tail flying straight over.

With a "boom", the ground seemed to tremble, Nagini's body was blown away, and he felt like his internal organs were screaming.

The dark golden snake eyes now have a hint of ferocity and anger that they don’t usually have.

Butz, the burly black man who had just had his blast, looked at the destroyed entrance and took out his mobile phone with a happy expression, "Under the Falka Cabinet, the entrance has been blown up by me, and the people inside are now a group of people who have been destroyed." Rat trapped in a cage, what to do next?”

After taking a sip of the 59 Lafite, Falca's minister finally had a smile on his face. "Let's settle it all. From today on, you will take Wilson's place."

As he said, the world needs to change.

Why Falcone ruled Los Angeles for decades

Because he keeps changing

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