Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

After Mosley and Rodriguez made up their minds, they joined their team members.

Bang bang bang! !

At this time, FBI agents and members of the National Guard stood outside the frenzied gangster team, raised their guns from time to time, and shot at the sporadic vampires who rushed out of the gangster's defense line.

The bullet first passed through the vampire's legs, shattering their bones.

The remaining team members then came forward, chopped off his head, cut off his limbs, and made him incapacitated. At the same time, he remained indifferent despite the screams of the vampire.

These bums have long since turned into real monsters.

Although the appearance is almost indistinguishable from humans, humans will not survive after being beheaded.

This is now their only way to deal with these vampires with strong vitality.

Mosley finally saw the brutal performance of the gang reinforcements reported by his subordinate agents.

boom! !

boom! !

In the corner, a masked man who was deliberately avoided by the crowd was constantly throwing miniature bombs at the attacking vampires.

The fire burst out, and the shock wave swept across, setting off a rain of blood mixed with finely chopped flesh at any time.

Mosley narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling that this person was somewhat familiar.

Immediately aware of its identity after recollection.

This masked man is a wanted criminal within the FBI.

One of the Irish gang leaders, Finn Cooley.

The other two leaders of the Irish gang, John Looney, and McGinty, are also fighting bloody in Mosley's sight.

The three top Irish gangsters were surrounded by limbs and limbs, and they were already killing each other like crazy.

the other side.

The two men cooperated tacitly, one was holding a troll, and the other was holding an ax that came from nowhere.

boom! !

The sprayer breaks the way, the axe breaks its head.

Vampires can hardly hold a face-to-face in front of them.

Blood spurted out from the fracture and splashed onto them, staining their bodies with scarlet blood, as if they had just taken a bath in a pool of blood, as ferocious as primitive people.

Mosley doesn't need to recall these two people in detail, he knows each other's identity very well.

The Lankerhoff brothers from the Russian gangster.

It is also Pushkin's basic set in New York.

In addition to the Irish and Russians, Mosley also noticed that there was a burly, muscular black man who was punching the vampire on the ground like a child.

Bang bang bang! !

The heavy sound of punching to the flesh made the corners of Mosley's mouth twitch, and it was faintly visible. As the black man raised his arm and swung his fist, blood and flesh came out of his fist bone.

It is conceivable that the vampire who was hammered on the ground by a black man who was at least two hundred catties was so bloody and bloody at this moment.

"Barracuda……"

Mosley is no stranger to this man.

Not a wanted man, but a dangerous person within the FBI.

A well-known killer in the New York underground world. It is said that this person once served in the "Green Berets" and led the army to defeat the South American dictator Luna in the 80s.

It's just that after retiring, he chose to become a killer because he couldn't forget his past life.

At the same time, a bald man also attracted his attention.

This man with a scar on his forehead has extremely strong fighting ability. He can break the limbs of a vampire in an understatement. With the retractable switchblade in his hand, he can almost be renamed the Vampire Butcher.

"This guy should be the strongest thug under Jin Bin, Bullseye, Leicester..."

Mosley pondered.

His eyes scanned in front of his eyes, and after careful observation, he also found other famous people.

For example, the famous thug Nobu Yoshioka of the island gang, the wanted criminal from Romania, Christo Blatt who is now running a club in New York, and even the heir of the Cesare crime family, Nikki Cavila...

These are the famous people in the New York underground world.

Not to mention, in addition to these famous characters, they also included the little brothers they brought.

"What kind of monsters did David gather..."

Mosley gasped, deeply aware of what his subordinate had said.

These gangsters are a bunch of lunatics.

After recognizing the true identities of these people, he was shocked to find out.

This is more than a bunch of lunatics.

They are simply a group of social scum who only have crime and self-satisfaction in their minds.

No, to say that they are the scum of society is actually a compliment to them!

"This is troublesome, I hope it can end well..."

Mosleyton had a headache.

Even if these people were immediately dragged out and shot, they would not be innocent.

But he can't do that.

Although the FBI has never been unfamiliar with the method of killing donkeys, the occasion and consequences must also be considered.

"what happened?"

Rodriguez was surprised to see that his expression was wrong.

He didn't belong to the same department as Mosley before, so he didn't know the identities of these people that well.

Therefore, he was completely ignorant of Mosley's mentality.

In his opinion, although the group of people in front of him looked too cruel and simple and rude, he had to admit that their actions allowed him to smoothly switch from defense to offense, firmly occupying the initiative.

If this goes on, the chances of victory are already in hand.

What's wrong with Mosley?

"None of these people are simple."

Mosley said in a low voice: "I'm a little afraid that it won't be over for a while."

"Don't forget, they are the people David found."

Rodriguez wasn't worried: "It's normal for them not to give us face, but David is the representative of Jinbin and Pushkin. They must give those two guys face. This is the rule."

"hope so."

Mosley sighed.

……

Outside the building.

David sat in his wheelchair, calm and composed.

Wesley led several people from the Brotherhood to stand beside him, responsible for protecting his safety.

Not far away, the head of the New York Police Department, George Stacy, would look at the time on his watch every 1 minute.

"Why haven't you come yet?!"

He looked anxious and frowned.

Mosley dragged Rodriguez back into the building just now, and there is no news of passing back until now. George is becoming more and more worried about the lack of understanding of the internal situation of the building, which is difficult to erase.

"Don't worry, Sheriff Stacy."

David smiled and said, "Since you are the Sheriff of Manhattan, you must know something about Hell's Kitchen. You must have confidence in us."

"Confidence in the gang?"

George was quite calm and didn't speak ill, but his tone was not very good. He retorted in a deep voice, "I don't think so."

"But you have to admit that it is because of a group of gangsters that you have survived until now."

David shrugged.

George was speechless.

What David said was true, and he couldn't deny it.

If it weren't for a gang of underground gangs from Hell's Kitchen, the building would have been breached by vampires by this time, and Manhattan would have suffered catastrophic damage.