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The third floor of the bar.

Chen Hao came to the terrace.

As soon as more than a dozen motorcycles rushed into the street, he was startled. At this moment, he was not wearing sunglasses, and his cold and handsome face was fully exposed.

The men sitting on the back seats of more than a dozen motorcycles wanted to throw Molotov cocktails at the bar, but Chen Hao shot them repeatedly.

The Molotov cocktails in the hands of more than a dozen people exploded almost simultaneously.

Balls of flames engulfed the motorcyclist.

The speeding motorcycles fell down one after another.

boom!

A motorcycle hit a roadside pole, and the two people on the motorcycle who were on fire flew more than ten meters.

Someone screamed.

Someone cried.

Someone was rolling back and forth on the ground, trying to put out the flames.

Chen Hao looked at the messy road, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. Compared with his usual harmless appearance, he looked completely different.

Not long after, police sirens sounded.

Chen Hao turned around and went back to the house.

Brooklyn.

Xiaolong squatted in a dark corner, staring at the club across the road.

There were several burly men standing outside the club door.

He often takes people to bars to earn protection money, and tonight he even wants to forcefully buy the bar from that evil man, who is in the club.

Xiaolong touched the gun in his arms.

He bought this Glock pistol from the black market a year ago, but could not find the source. He finally put it to use today.

When the blond man came out, he would shoot.

The road is more than ten meters wide.

He goes to the shooting range every now and then to practice his marksmanship, and he is confident that he can hit the target within twenty meters, not to mention that his gun uses an extended magazine.

There were twenty-one rounds in the magazine.

Twenty-one bullets were enough for him to kill the blond man.

Time passed quietly.

The blond man didn't come out for a long time.

Xiaolong was a little anxious.

Sneak into the club?

When Xiaolong had this idea, the door of the club opened, and the blond man hurriedly walked out with seven or eight of his men.

The men he sent to set the bar on fire were burned or injured, and one of them died.

More than a dozen people are receiving treatment at the hospital.

Police personnel are also at the hospital conducting investigations.

"Ma's..."

The blond man was extremely angry and cursed.

On the other side, Xiaolong, who was wearing a mask, saw the blond man and pulled out a pistol from his arms before he had time to think about it.

boom!

Xiaolong fired the first shot.

One second before the gunshot, a strong man suddenly took two quick steps to open the door for the blond man, and happened to block the shot.

Poof... the strong man's neck was bleeding.

The blond man Anthony didn't react slowly and squatted down immediately.

Others were frightened and drew their guns.

One hit missed.

Xiaolong's head got hot and he rushed out, raising his gun and shooting continuously.

Gunfire rang out.

Several strong men had no time to raise their guns and fell down after being shot.

The rest of the group hurriedly protected Anthony as he retreated into the club, and hurriedly fired back.

A scorching bullet grazed Xiaolong's shoulder.

The red-eyed Xiaolong didn't realize it, still gritting his teeth, striding towards the main entrance of the club and shooting wildly.

Two more strong men were shot and fell beside the club door.

As the two men fell, the murderous Xiaolong faced Anthony who was dragged into the club door by three men.

"Go to hell!"

The little dragon roared.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Anthony pulled a young man next to him who was about to leave the club but was blocked in the door by a gunfight.

boom!

Xiaolong fired.

The well-dressed young man's eyebrows were bleeding, his head suddenly fell back, and he was lying in Anthony's arms.

Anthony, who used the young man as a human shield, was stunned when he saw the young man's face clearly.

The young man with the bullet in his eye is the distinguished guest his boss is hosting tonight, a young master from the Gambino family.

Xiaolong didn't care who the young man whose head he shot was, and continued to pull the trigger and shoot Anthony.

click!

Pistol firing pin empty.

The magazine was empty of twenty-one bullets.

Xiaolong was stunned for a moment.

"Kill him... don't... capture him alive!"

Anthony came back to his senses and pointed at Xiaolong with a ferocious expression.

The murderer is still alive for the Gambino family to vent their anger.

The murderer is dead, and the Gambino family will definitely be angry with him.

Anthony's men rushed out when they saw that Xiaolong's gun was out of bullets.

Xiaolong threw away the gun and had no time to pick up the gun left by the dead man on the ground. He raised his hand to block the roundhouse kick of a strong man.

Xiaolong, who suffered the impact, involuntarily stepped back, tripped over the corpse, staggered and almost fell.

More than a dozen strong men who rushed out of the club took the opportunity to surround Xiaolong.

More than ten people besieged Xiaolong.

Xiaolong, who had studied martial arts and taekwondo for several years, had limited strength after all. He lost sight of the other and suffered heavy blows and fell down.

...............

early morning.

sunny.

After Chen Hao washed up, he came to the terrace and breathed fresh air.

Five cars came to a screeching halt in front of the bar.

More than twenty people got off the bus.

Anthony was accompanied by a bald man.

A bald man wearing a long mink coat, with sunken eyes, a hooked nose, and a gloomy and fierce face.

The visitor is not good.

Chen Hao returned to the house, put on his sunglasses, and went downstairs.

Boom!

The bar door was forced open by someone.

Chen Hao calmly faced the dozen or so people who broke in, and said with a smile: "What can I do if you come here so early?"

"Your employees assassinated me last night and killed five of my brothers, as well as the young master of the Gambino family."

Anthony's words made Chen Hao frown.

Assassination of Antony.

Except for Xiaolong, other employees did not have the courage.

"Your employees kill people, and you have nothing to do with it."

Anthony's expression was ferocious and terrifying.

Although he believed that Chen Hao, who was weak and bullied, did not have the guts to instruct Xiaolong to kill people, catching one more murderer would help him share more of the Gambino family's anger.

Next to him, the bald man Edson, Anthony’s boss, thought so too.

Several strong men rushed towards Chen Hao.

Chen Hao was controlled by a few people.

Anthony curled his lips and despised Chen Hao.

The boss is bloodless and as weak as a pig or sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

The two men escorted Chen Hao into the car.

"Boss, the Gambino family..."

"Don't worry, I will intercede for you."

Edson glanced at Anthony and got into the Lincoln sedan.

Anthony was still a little uneasy, but he had no choice but to follow Edson to the Gambino family manor to plead guilty.

The five cars left Chinatown and sped out of the city, approaching the Gambino family estate.

In the penultimate car of the motorcade, Chen Hao was squeezed between two strong men in the back seat. He guessed where he was going, and his eyes covered by sunglasses showed murderous intent.

Facing the Gambino family, his identity may be exposed.

Kill someone, jump into a car, and walk away?

The motorcade drove into the Gambino family estate.

Chen Hao still hasn't taken action.

In the final analysis, Xiaolong acted randomly because he was humiliated, and he couldn't ignore it.

Five cars parked in front of the villa.

Edson, Anthony and others got out of the car.

"You take that kid with you."

Edson ordered Anthony.

Anthony knew that the men he brought were not qualified to enter the villa, so he nodded in agreement.

Ederson leads the way.

Anthony dragged Chen Hao and followed Edson, while the others stayed by the car.

Chen Hao raised his eyes and stared at the door of the villa, not to mention depressed or helpless. Once he came, he would be at ease.