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Since the signal was always stuck, Peter watched the drama on the roof for more than ten minutes before getting in touch with Big Daddy.

"Uncle Damon, I found Frank Amick. My current location is probably in the southernmost building of the factory."

"Okay Peter, I also found that another group of people started to fight here. It is expected to start fighting soon. You must pay attention to safety and don't get discovered. We will be there soon." The big daddy was slightly excited. The sound came from the headphones.

After receiving the news, Peter of course stayed quietly where he was and just watched the drug dealers in the factory discuss countermeasures. It was an eye-opener tonight.

It seems like a united situation, but in fact everyone has evil intentions, wants to gain more benefits, and even wants to devour the other party. The entire meeting discussion is actually no different from a shrew yelling at someone.

But Frank Amick, who had shocked the whole audience just now, fell into a lifeless state. He didn't say a word, he just sat quietly and listened, as if waiting for something to happen.

Just as Peter was carefully observing Frank Amick's micro-expression, the light bulbs in the factory began to dim one after another. This sudden darkness made many drug dealers in the factory suddenly startled, and the scene became quiet again.

The drug dealers drew their weapons one after another. Although they were in the dark, no one took out their mobile phones as lighting tools. They didn't want to be the first to stand out, for fear of being attacked by someone who was interested.

At the same time, the bosses also looked at the quiet Frank Amick with suspicion, their faces seeming to say that if there is no reasonable explanation, this is a battlefield, even if God Jesus comes, it will not work.

Frank Amick was not affected at all and said calmly: "There should be a problem with the factory's circuit. I'll have someone go out to see what's going on."

Before he finished speaking, gunshots and screams began to come in from outside. After a loud bang, the door of the factory was blown open, and the iron door weighing several hundred kilograms rose into the sky.

What followed was a series of classic packages such as grenades and shock bombs, which were thrown in from the outside like a goddess scattering flowers, covering the entire factory without leaving any blind spots.

The drug dealers were also experienced in many battles and quickly found cover as soon as possible, but in the darkness, everyone's sight was greatly restricted.

Only half of the people survived this 'rain of death' unharmed. The rest were lucky enough to be knocked out temporarily, but the unlucky ones were already qualified to meet God.

In less than 30 seconds after the explosion, a group of about 50 heavily armed gang members rushed into the factory, wearing black combat uniforms and armed with assault rifles, and fired back and forth at the factory.

His level of professionalism is no less than that of professional soldiers, which makes people have to think deeply about where the power behind them comes from.

Frank Amick obviously knew that the attack was coming. He came to the mechanical equipment in advance to resist the attack, and shouted loudly: "Chris, use your ability to force them outside. If you losers want to survive, Just give me a hard slap back."

The red hurricane appeared overwhelmingly again, and the powerful wind instantly tore apart the orderly offensive formation of the gang members.

Under the hurricane-like counterattack, the drug dealers gradually emerged from the enemy's fire suppression, and the bosses even issued the strongest bounty.

"Come out here and I'll reward you with 100 million for each one you kill. If you're the leader, I'll give you 1000 million. I'll take care of the rest of your life."

The charm of money is the most moving and the most exciting. Happiness in the rest of your life depends on this moment.

The younger brothers rushed out with enthusiasm and directly used their lives to pave a bloody path for the subsequent counterattack. At this time, the numerical advantage of the drug dealers began to show.

Under the raging hurricane and the life-for-life strategy, the incoming gang members gradually could not suppress the impact of drug dealers, began to suffer casualties, and were soon forced to withdraw from the factory.

The drug dealers were in high spirits and couldn't help but cheer. Just when they thought that the dawn of victory was just around the corner, the other party seemed to have predicted that this would happen and made preparations in advance.

A huge man stood up and shouted: "You guys, get out of my way."

I saw him tearing off his black combat uniform. His muscular upper body was only wearing a tight vest, and his rock-like hand muscles were directly exposed.

He raised the RPG in his hand and said with a wild smile: "Haha, kid, try the gift that the uncle has carefully prepared for you. Come on, give the uncle a smile."

Looking at the oncoming rockets, Red Tornado Chris didn't dare to be careless at all. While continuously retreating to distance himself, he controlled the hurricane to throw the rockets back.

Bang, bang, bang

Under the cover of the rocket explosion, the gang members attacked again. This time I don't know whether it was a pure mistake or whether the drug dealers deliberately gave way to a road.

The strong man came to Red Tornado Chris unknowingly. He raised the RPG again and said with a smile: "It's pretty awesome, little brat. Let's do three more shots."

At this time, Red Tornado Chris was sweating profusely, and his state had not yet recovered. He was about to taunt to increase his own momentum, "You only have this ability, you weakling..."

He didn't expect that a new round of attacks had already begun. The rockets came instantly in front of him from a distance of less than 20 meters, and he felt a strong breath of death coming.

"Ah, move." This time, he even used the strength to suck the milk. The veins in his neck burst out, his facial features began to bleed, and blood covered his cheeks.

At the last moment, he succeeded in throwing the rocket upward, but his manpower was limited after all, and Red Tornado Chris completely lost his strength and fell to the ground in a coma.

There was a loud noise and a strong explosion that opened a 'skylight' on the ceiling of the factory. From now on, it will be convenient to look up at the stars in the factory, and there is no need to go outdoors at all.

Peter, who was high up, quickly changed his position and felt the factory building whine - it could hardly bear the pain and was about to lie down.

Before the drug dealers could fully experience the feeling of escaping from death, the gang members' bullets came again, and without the suppression of the hurricane, even the most brutal life-for-life tactics could no longer sustain it.

At this moment, the temptation of money gradually dissipated in the mind. Higher and more money could not stop human beings' fear of death. The combat effectiveness of drug dealers was declining step by step.

The gang members also immediately started shouting slogans of surrendering their guns without being killed and surrendering without death, which dealt a fatal blow to the drug dealers whose morale had dropped.

They began to put down their weapons hesitantly, squatting down and holding their heads in their hands, eager for a chance to live.

The drug dealers' counterattack formation collapsed completely, and no one could effectively stop the attack. The gang members did not miss this opportunity, and stormed into the factory with overwhelming force, quickly taking control of the situation.