The noisy gunshots were like thunder, and the tracer passing through the streets was like flying rain.
As usual, Morse, who was in the battle with his younger brothers, stood at the forefront of the battle.
Unlike usual, he was holding a torn light machine gun with a bullet chain in his hand!
The ferocious muzzle was spraying fierce firepower, and the thick and long flames burned like torches, and the thugs of the Iron Hands couldn't open their eyes.
First, he gave a round of rewards to the room on the roof of the casino. Looking at Tony who escaped from the window, Morse pointed his gun at the main entrance of the casino and pulled the trigger with a crazy laugh.
Go and die!Ha ha ha ha!The Iron Hand Gang’s miscellaneous people!
The howling rain of bullets instantly tore the closed door apart. The thugs hiding on both sides of the main door had no chance to poke out the cover and fight back. They could only retreat in a hurry and look for other stronger covers.
A thug holding a pu-9 submachine gun could not dodge and was swept on his shoulder by a machine gun bullet. His entire arm was pulled down, leaving only half of his bloody humerus.
Ahahah ！！！
The screams of pig-killing sounded at the entrance of the casino and were soon submerged in the roaring gunshots.
Morse was not the only one who did the attack. Hundreds of the Hyena Gangs were holding all assault rifles, and they were also firing at the casino run by Tony.
The civilians and gamblers nearby had never seen such a scene. They were shocked by the sudden situation and fled from the neighborhood in the last game as if they were dead.
In less than five minutes, the entire street was empty, leaving only the fierce gang members.
Faced with the automatic firepower of the Hyena Gang, the Iron Hand Gang members were beaten so hard that they could not raise their heads.
Although the PU-9 submachine gun in their hands is also a good player in street combat, the 9mm submachine gun bullet is far worse than the 7mm rifle bullet and machine gun bullet in both its power and penetration.
What's more, the garrison has invested a lot in the Hornet plan...at least before.
With the current firepower level of the Hyena Gang, it would not be embarrassing to go to the front line of the Bharat Province, let alone deal with a group of gang members who are lying on the street.
The firepower of the fire collapsed half of the wall, and the sound of fire fighting on the street stopped for a moment.
The outer defense line of the Iron Hand Gang has collapsed, and all the remaining personnel have been withdrawn into the casino building.
Looking at the dozens of corpses lying behind the concrete pieces, Morse waved forward with a grim smile.
York, holding a blade assault rifle, bit a ignited cigarette butt, and with his bravery, he led a dozen younger brothers to the casino door first.
The bang bang gunshot burst out again, and everyone quickly occupied the bunker and avoided it. Then they poked the rifle out of the bunker and fired at the approximate location where the gunshots sounded opposite.
Looking at the little brothers who had already controlled the door, Morse calmly inserted a new link into the smoke-filled light machine gun in the barrel, and then loaded it with a click.
Tony!Your Grandpa Morse is here!!Ha ha ha ha!
The butt of the machine gun was pressed against the shoulder guard of the bulletproof armor. Morse also held a cigarette and walked towards the door with a meteor, pulling the trigger to shoot at the flashing flames opposite the hall.
The face illuminated by the fire was covered with hideousness, like a devil crawling out of the abyss.
The places swept by his machine gun were all like baptized by a typhoon, leaving only the broken limbs and broken arms and messy fragments.
Relying behind a marble pillar, the security guard in the last game was filled with fear, and the submachine gun sandwiched under his elbow kept trembling, and he didn't dare to stick his head out to fight back.
Seeing more and more brothers fall down, he gritted his teeth and shouted at the walkie-talkie hanging on his shoulders.
Boss!The crazy man's firepower was too strong!Brothers can't stand it anymore
Before he could finish his words, Tony's roar came from the other end of the intercom.
Then give me my life!The reinforcements are about to arrive, and they are just to keep them outside for me!
Roaring at the walkie-talkie, Tony, who had already rushed to the second floor, listened to the gunshots coming from under his feet, and felt his heart trembling.
He didn't know where these idiots got so much firepower, nor did he know what the enlightenment would be, nor did he know why the enlightenment would be targeted by him.
He only knows one thing, and if he can't settle the trouble, he will be done!
And it's completely finished!
If the person sitting in the private room loses a hair, all the gangs in the entire Heishui Lane will suffer!
No one can save him then!
Listening to the sound of gunfire, Tony gritted his teeth and wanted to reason with the person downstairs, but he couldn't name the guest upstairs, so he could only yell downstairs.
Morse!What do you want to do?First I exploded my factory, and now I'm here to make trouble in my casino. I've never provoked you!
Seeing that there was no response downstairs, he swallowed and lowered his posture a little.
Do you want money?I'll give it to you!Say a number to me!I'll give it to you now!
Perhaps because of the cowardice in his voice, a presumptuous laughter came downstairs.
money?Do you think I am a beggar?Tony, you underestimate me, what I want is all you!
When Tony was stunned when he heard this, he was immediately angry.
Don't go too far!I've given you a face!
Morse downstairs curled his lips and mocked.
Excessive?Don't be funny, we are all working hard for the big guys. Do you think I will let you go for a few dinars?Today, either you die or I live!
He will soar into the sky like a maggot with wings and become a real big shot.
Then it will not be just Heishui Lane.
His legend will be left behind in the entire Yong Night Harbor!
Tony's expression froze on his face, and then gradually became distorted.
...This madman.
His brain was in chaos. At first he thought the guy was just talking crazy, but when he heard the confident voice, he couldn't help but hesitate.
Why haven’t the garrison come yet?
If there was such a big disturbance in normal times, the guards would have come here in charge cars.
Could that enlightenment meeting really have a great background?!
Unfortunately, Peter did not explain to him what was going on in the Northwest city, and he was not interested in listening to what farts were all day long on the Willant radio.
The entire northwest urban area was already in chaos, and the guards and even garrisons in the city gathered, and the combat troops stationed in the port were no longer moved.
At this critical moment, naturally no one would pay attention to the movements in Heishui Lane.
Not to mention the gang melee, I’m afraid that even if someone throws nuclear bombs here, someone may not be in charge.
Just when Tony was shocked and confused, Morse became more and more sure of the guess in his heart. The person standing behind him had already overwhelmed Tony's backer, and even a smile on his face was sure to win.
The gentle coward who plastered his face still dared not show his face. He was completely beaten by himself unilaterally. The people in the garrison seemed blind, and ignored the movements in Heishui Lane, even if he put the machine gun under the other party's nostrils.
Is there anything better way to illustrate the strength of the Enlightenment Association than this?
With his confidence increasing, he became even more crazy than before. He looked for the sound from the upstairs and pointed the muzzle at the ceiling, and laughed wildly and pulled the trigger and swept it around.
Of course the bullet could not penetrate the cement between the floors, but it still scared Tony who was standing on it.
Seeing more and more hyenas rushing into the casino, the gunshots downstairs became more and more intense, so he could only urge his subordinates to fill in the top.
However, the thugs under his command are also human.
Everyone who is involved in gangs comes to make money, and even more humble people ask for self-protection. No one has ever thought of really paying off his life.
Seeing that the garrison team had no movement for a long time and the reinforcements were not delayed, the morale of the thugs guarding the first floor of the casino finally collapsed, they threw themselves down their positions and ran away in a hurry.
The Iron Hand Gang is finished.
Even Tony's most loyal men had no doubt that their doomsday had arrived.
The factory in the suburbs was blown up, and the head of the skull-breaker was cut off. They didn't even dare to put one of their heads, and even warned them not to cause trouble for each other.
Now, the opposite side didn't even give them the opportunity to be a human being with their tails stomped, and they just carried a machine gun and killed them at their door.
Their boss has been abandoned by the backers behind him.
Only this explanation remains...
Smart people run out of nothing, and the rest are either confused by their brains, are not yet awake, or are too awake.
Seeing the thugs guarding the first floor die and fleeing, Morse grinned, and did not chase after them. He just swept in the direction of their escape, then left the cover and led a group of little brothers to the stairs across the corpses.
However, maybe it was too floating, or maybe it was because he was passionate about his vigilance, so when he noticed the gasping sound from behind the cabinet beside him, a young man, who was not young, rushed out with a PU-9 submachine gun.
Ahahah ！！
He yelled and fired with the trigger.
The unruly shot took some effect. Unpredictable attacks, several bullets shot into Morse's chest.
However, the 9mm bullet cannot penetrate the military bulletproof armor that is covered by the latter.
The madman who was scraped by him just shook his body and staggered a few steps to lean on the cover.
At the same time, all the younger brothers who followed Morse reacted, and raked at the unopened eye-catching green, and directly beat him into a sieve.
York rushed to Morse first and asked nervously.
Boss!Are you okay!
Morse grinned and stood up from the ground by the arm.
It's okay.
As he said that, his hands were sweeping on his chest, and the broken bullets fell to the ground with a clang.
Seeing that the boss had nothing to do, the younger brothers around him cheered and whistled.
Morse grinned and shouted loudly at the empty stairwell.
Tony!All your people are dead!When are you planning to hide?Hahaha, don’t settle it yourself, I still want to talk to you.
There was no response upstairs.
Morse didn't talk nonsense, waved his hand and led the younger brothers forward.
The young man who had fired at him before was lying in a pool of blood, twitching his mouth like a stranded goldfish.
York pulled out his pistol and gave him a pleasure, but Morse frowned when he looked at the gradually empty eyes.
Too similar.
The young man's eyes looked very much like him in the past.
At that time, he was also a sloppy man, with nothing but ambition and ruthlessness. He only thought about one thing all day long, that is, how to show off in front of the boss and make a name for himself.
The only thing that doesn't look like is that this guy closed his eyes when he shot, which is the least thing he shouldn't do when he sat at the gambling table.
So, he stood here when he won the bet, and he was destined to be able to lie on the ground.
Including Tony upstairs.
Morse jumped upstairs without stopping, and walked straight upstairs.
To his surprise, Tony did not hide, but stood in the hall on the second floor with a desperate look on his face.
You're crazy... Morse, do you know what you're doing?We're all done.
Morse raised his eyebrows gently and said with a sneer.
It’s you who are finished... After tonight, I will become the new master of Hei Shui Lane.
Haha, I actually lost to a lunatic... Hahaha... AhAhAh!
Tony suddenly laughed, but soon he couldn't laugh, and fell to the ground with his bloody thighs.
The pistol was blazing with smoke, and York spitted on the ground, staring at Tony, who was twisting on the ground with a fleshy face.
I've been disliked by you for a long time.
Tony, curled up on the ground like a dead dog, didn't say anything, and his pale lips could no longer say anything, leaving only a twitch.
The bullet shot through his arteries, and the blood had already soaked his pants red after a few breaths.
I bandage him, and my friends and I have to ask him some more.Remember, I want to live.
Throwing this sentence to the younger brother beside him, Morse continued to walk upstairs.
The whole battle was as easy as a textbook. He killed the Iron Hand Gang without any effort, and even failed to kill a few brothers.
And after tonight, he will become the legend of the entire Blackwater Alley, and everyone will remember his name and who he is doing for.
As for who Tony's backer is, it is no longer important to him. Since the mastermind behind the scenes has sent him here, he will naturally settle the troubles behind him.
However, there was another confusion in Morse's heart, that is, why Tony did not run away, but chose to stand there and wait for death.
He didn't believe that the cunning guy didn't leave a way out for him, and there must be more than one escape passage hidden in the casino.
unless
The arrogant guy never thought that he might lose, or that he could not escape no matter what.
With curiosity, he walked upstairs with a machine gun, checked each room one by one, and finally found a locked door.
He knocked on the door politely, and there was no movement in the room, but the nicotine smell floating out of the crack of the door exposed the person hidden inside.
York and the other little brothers following him looked at each other, with strange expressions on their faces.
The guy inside still has the intention to smoke.
This is not taking them seriously at all.
VIP private room.
Morse looked back, grinned at his little brothers, and then kicked open the closed door.
With a bang, the door fell heavily to the ground. He walked in with a machine gun and stepped on the door panel. He saw a man with a cigarette in his mouth sitting on the sofa directly in front of him.
That was a Willant.
His expression was a little surprised, but he was not afraid at all. He even took off his cigarette butt and gently lit the ash.
Morse felt a little scared when the superior was not surprised, but soon the fear was replaced by a restless anger.
Why is this guy not afraid at all!
Why do you look at him with the look of a dog?
Good game.
Ashes from the cigarette butts fell, Peter's eyes suddenly looked at Morse with some appreciation.
I suddenly like you a little.
Morse narrowed his eyes slightly, then tightened the corners of his mouth slightly raised, moved away the smoke-burning barrel, leaned over and nodded slightly, like a decent gentleman.
...I wonder what this person calls him?
Peter chuckled softly and said in a non-salty tone.
Tony never asks such a stupid question, he only does what he should do, knows what we let him know, and takes away the one that belongs to him.
Morse gently tilted his tongue and shook his head.
Tsk tsk tsk tsk, that guy is old and now he is lying on the floor and twisting like a maggot.
When Peter heard about Tony's miserable situation, he expressed his indifferent expression and even smiled faintly.Yeah?Unexpectedly, he was quite loyal, although he was a little useless.
Morse's eyes narrowed into a slit, and the look was like a letter spitting out by a poisonous snake.
……waste?
Isn't that true?Peter shrugged his shoulders and said in a tone of course, "There is no small matter well." The dog raised by the garrison broke his neck, like a piece of mud that could not be stuck on the wall. My patience almost disappeared.
Speaking of this, he paused and looked at Morse standing at the door with interest.
I found that you are more capable than Tony, but your brain is not as good as him... But this is actually not important to us. Do you need to consider doing things for us?
Do you do things for...Morse was stunned and suddenly laughed out loud, and then he was like the dead dog below?Don’t tease me, I’m from the Enlightenment Club, are you a ball?
Peter narrowed his eyes slightly, and a touch of killing intention was released from the cracks of his eyes.
No one except Dickens Vanguard had dared to speak to him like this.
Enlightenment...what is that thing, I have never heard of it.
Morse sneered and teased.
Your level is too low, of course I won’t hear it... Do you know why there was such a big disturbance outside, but the garrison team did not react at all?
Looking at Peter with a look of surprise, Morse continued slowly without waiting for his answer.
An invisible hand manipulates everything behind the scenes, and with your eyes, you can't even see its existence... Of course, I, as a disciple, can only see the tip of the iceberg, but even the tip of the iceberg that is revealed, it's enough to crush you to death.
Peter looked at him blankly, laughing and crying.
What are you talking about?Are your brain broken
Before his words could be finished, the gun that suddenly pointed at him spurted out flames.
He didn't expect the other party to open fire. Peter, who was shot several times, groaned and turned backwards, and was beaten into a hornet's nest along with the sofa under his butt.
The muzzle rose as the recoil rose, and the bullet swept all the way to the ceiling, and Morse released the clasped flight.
He walked to the corpse with a grim smile, picked up the blood-stained cigarette butt, and put it in his mouth.
Sorry, it went off.
York also followed him and spitted at the bloody man lying on the ground.
What a tired of living, who allows you to talk to my boss like this!
Peter, who was facing up to the sky, his eyes widened, his chest was covered in blood.
He couldn't believe it until he died that this group of bastards dared to attack him.
And it was on the territory of the Willant people.
Not having time to pay attention to this guy, Morse searched him, but couldn't find any information about his identity, so he curled his lips and threw him aside.
From now on, this last game will be his Morse property.
The gamblers in Yongyao would not care about what happened here, nor how much blood had flowed on the tiled floor.
When they clean up the place, the gamblers will pour in wave after wave as usual.
Of course, it's not just a casino.
He would accept all the industries of Tony and use the gold earned by those industries to build this Black Water Lane into the most prosperous city in the entire desert!
And he, Morse
Will redefine the order here and become the uncrowned king of this city that never sleeps!
This is not something he dreamed of in his dream, but it is also a way to realize his dream indirectly.
Walking to the broken window and standing still, Morse squinted his eyes gently, enjoying the oncoming evening breeze, and admiring the afterglow after the warmth.
York walked to him, his face full of flesh full of excitement and admiration.
Boss...what next?
Well... I think about it, Morse turned around and walked to the corpse, kicked the unmovable leg and dragged this guy down, maybe our friends would be interested.
His work has been done.
It’s time for Taran and Kant to come to him... or the Enlightenment intends to send someone else to come.
Morse was not in a hurry at all, he had already won the bet anyway.
However, at this moment, a warning suddenly rose from his heart, and even cold sweat oozed out of his back.
What's going on?
Is there something wrong?
His thoughts turned rapidly, and at this moment, a short buzz came from outside the window, and then York, who was standing by the window, broke into a watermelon and fell to the ground with a thud.
York!!!No!Damn it, sniper!
Morse's eyes turned red in an instant, he shouted loudly and hurriedly evacuated from the room.
At the same time, after a few short gunshots, the second floor of the casino had turned into a sea of blood.
A group of soldiers armed to the teeth were fishing in from the door.
They were wearing all the exoskeletons, and their head-to-toe equipment was enough to make the cannon fodders on the front line so envious.
Purge the team!
As one of the legion's tactical aces, the armed configuration of the Southern Legion has completely different ideas from that of the Eastern Legion.
The latter is still a cluster tactic that continues with a large number of people and forces, while the former is to a certain extent moving closer to the East Coast enterprises.
Tony was lying in a pool of blood and only half of his breath was left.
Gasping dyingly, he raised his groggy eyelids and looked at the boots that were parked in front of him.
He stretched out his hand with all his strength, leaving a blood-red handprint on the boot, trying to grab something.
At the same time, he made intermittent begging.
...I tried my best.
I have done everything you want me to do... I just beg you... Let my family go... They don't know anything...
The soldier didn't say a word of nonsense, and the muzzle inserted into the muffler pressed against his Tianling cover. With a clean and neat gunshot, he lie back in the pool of blood.
The index finger pressed on the side of the helmet, and the soldier spit out a mouthful of cold air, reporting in a concise manner.
The second floor is cleared.
A moment later, an answer came from the communication channel.
The militants were moving from the fifth floor to the fourth floor, and they were near the safe passage... no target was found hostage.
receive.
He replied neatly, and the man waved to the stairs, then went straight to the safety passage beside him.
The soldiers who captured the second floor immediately divided into two groups and advanced towards Morse.
The hyenas who found this group of uninvited guests and were counting the trophy quickly picked up the guys and opened fire at the group of soldiers armed to the teeth.
However, facing this group of well-trained soldiers, they could not even delay time, so they were all shot through the skull.
The battle situation is completely one-sided slaughter!
Morse, who had retreated to the fourth floor, had a look of horror on his face.
The gunshots from downstairs reminded him that it was no longer safe below, but he was trapped here and had nowhere to escape.
After exiting the safety passage, he leaned against the corner of the stairwell and shouted loudly at the downstairs.
Oh shit!Who are you?!
The group did not respond.
They are like cold killing machines, harvesting lives after lives cleanly.
Looking at the brothers who were suffering from continuous casualties, a deep sense of powerlessness climbed into Morse's heart.
You can't just die here!
Especially when he died so unknown!
The usual madness rushed up again. He cursed and shouted, threw down the machine gun hanging on his shoulder, then knocked open the window with his shoulder and jumped directly from the fourth floor.
Even if you don't throw someone to death at this height, it will be enough to be disabled.
However, perhaps it was because he should not die. His shoulder first hit a shed to shelter for rain, and then rolled into a bucket of water for restaurants on the street.
The restaurant's store was closed tightly, and the whole street was silent, as if he was the only one left.
I don’t know when it started, but it started to rain lightly on the dark clouds, and the dense ticking sound seemed to flood him.
Morse has never been so embarrassed.
Even at the most down and out time.
He stumbled into the distance like a frightened trapped beast, but didn't know where to run.
Who are those people?
Why did they kill him?
besides……
Where are the people from the Enlightenment Association?
There seemed to be an illusion in front of him, and the road under his feet gradually turned into nothingness, as if he had returned to that unrealistic dream.
In that dream, he was a surgeon and ran an ordinary clinic.
Heishui Lane has been peaceful for decades, and there are endless gang fights.
He had a sensible son and a lovely daughter. Although he was not a competent father, he was at least much more reliable than his father, and at least he never brought the bottle of wine home.
Ahahah ！！！
He also let out a low growl in his mouth, trying to drive the chaotic image out of his mind.
That's not what he wants!
I didn't even think about having these weaknesses.
However, he didn't know why he saw these fucking things in that dream, and even had the idea of another second.
And at this moment, a figure appeared in the distance.
The man was wearing a raincoat with a shiny black exoskeleton and a compact assault rifle underneath it.
Morse's face was full of despair, but seeing that the other party did not shoot, hope rekindled in his heart.
The man reached out and gently lifted the brim of the raincoat's hat, as if to see his face clearly.
Morse heard a soft sigh and his steps slowed down involuntarily.
Alas... I shouldn't sympathize with a guy like you, but what do you think... I have no grudges with you either.
After a pause, the man placed his hand on his shoulder.
Keep running, leave it to me.
Morse looked at him blankly, and a hint of suspicion gradually appeared in his awake pupils, but he still asked with a trembling question.
...You are from the Enlightenment Club?
Yes.The laugher patted Morse on the shoulder lightly and said concisely, "You know where to go."
He was actually not sure, after all, the Desert Eagle was not as reliable as he thought... although he himself was not a reliable thing.
In short, the guy made a reasonable analysis based on the information collected by the Desert Corps, sorted out the clues, and judged that Morse might really know something about the Enlightenment.
Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain why this guy bet so much, suppressed all his wealth, and sold so thoroughly for this illusory bait.
Although it is a better choice to ask in person, it is too late to go through time.
It has only been two and a half hours in total since the bomb exploded at the radio station.
After hearing the stranger's words, hope rekindled in Morse's eyes.
The Enlightenment Association did not give up on him!
The memory of chaos gradually became clearer, and he remembered the dark alley.
...I'm leaving it to you.
Finally, he looked at the stranger in a raincoat with gratitude, and turned around and hurriedly ran towards the drizzle of rain.
At the same time, a group of soldiers wearing exoskeletons chased after the casino in the last game.
There was noisy communication sound in the communication channel.
Damn… Peter is dead!
Mission failed.
One of them jumped out of the window on the fourth floor.
This guy is very life-threatening, but he didn't even fall to death.
Leave it to me, you can recycle the body.
The sniper lying on the roof took a deep breath and replied in a cold tone.
The rain was not very big, and it had little impact on the field of vision, and there were no people on the street, so his scope quickly locked in the figure running along the street.
However, just as he was about to pull the trigger, someone suddenly patted his shoulder.
Hello, what are you looking at?
The sniper was stunned and turned his head suddenly, but one hand grabbed the collar, pulled off the wheat from the helmet, and threw it directly from the six-story tube.
Hearing the dull sound coming from downstairs, Sha Diao stretched out her neck and looked downstairs. Seeing that the man lying on the ground with a large shape had no movement, she gently recited the guilt.
Without any apology, he lay down behind the sniper rifle.
His eyes were close to the scope, and Sha Yan reached out and pressed his hand in his ear, clearing his throat.
The sniper is in place, but there is no support... The finishing work is left to you, I have to stare at the 'bait' side.
At the same time, on the other side, on the street in the distance, the laughing maker, who was quietly waiting, guessed that the pursuers were about to arrive, so he took off a time bomb from the exoskeleton.
This is for the finale.
After all, the Alliance and the Legion did not officially start a war, and he came in from a black household, so it was still a bit troublesome to find out.
With the preset time of death, he skillfully inserted the bomb into the tactical belt of the back midfield.
Listening to the sound from the communication channel, he replied without any surprise at all, and then closed the communication.
Well, I know, I have to be a corpse again.
As usual, Morse, who was in the battle with his younger brothers, stood at the forefront of the battle.
Unlike usual, he was holding a torn light machine gun with a bullet chain in his hand!
The ferocious muzzle was spraying fierce firepower, and the thick and long flames burned like torches, and the thugs of the Iron Hands couldn't open their eyes.
First, he gave a round of rewards to the room on the roof of the casino. Looking at Tony who escaped from the window, Morse pointed his gun at the main entrance of the casino and pulled the trigger with a crazy laugh.
Go and die!Ha ha ha ha!The Iron Hand Gang’s miscellaneous people!
The howling rain of bullets instantly tore the closed door apart. The thugs hiding on both sides of the main door had no chance to poke out the cover and fight back. They could only retreat in a hurry and look for other stronger covers.
A thug holding a pu-9 submachine gun could not dodge and was swept on his shoulder by a machine gun bullet. His entire arm was pulled down, leaving only half of his bloody humerus.
Ahahah ！！！
The screams of pig-killing sounded at the entrance of the casino and were soon submerged in the roaring gunshots.
Morse was not the only one who did the attack. Hundreds of the Hyena Gangs were holding all assault rifles, and they were also firing at the casino run by Tony.
The civilians and gamblers nearby had never seen such a scene. They were shocked by the sudden situation and fled from the neighborhood in the last game as if they were dead.
In less than five minutes, the entire street was empty, leaving only the fierce gang members.
Faced with the automatic firepower of the Hyena Gang, the Iron Hand Gang members were beaten so hard that they could not raise their heads.
Although the PU-9 submachine gun in their hands is also a good player in street combat, the 9mm submachine gun bullet is far worse than the 7mm rifle bullet and machine gun bullet in both its power and penetration.
What's more, the garrison has invested a lot in the Hornet plan...at least before.
With the current firepower level of the Hyena Gang, it would not be embarrassing to go to the front line of the Bharat Province, let alone deal with a group of gang members who are lying on the street.
The firepower of the fire collapsed half of the wall, and the sound of fire fighting on the street stopped for a moment.
The outer defense line of the Iron Hand Gang has collapsed, and all the remaining personnel have been withdrawn into the casino building.
Looking at the dozens of corpses lying behind the concrete pieces, Morse waved forward with a grim smile.
York, holding a blade assault rifle, bit a ignited cigarette butt, and with his bravery, he led a dozen younger brothers to the casino door first.
The bang bang gunshot burst out again, and everyone quickly occupied the bunker and avoided it. Then they poked the rifle out of the bunker and fired at the approximate location where the gunshots sounded opposite.
Looking at the little brothers who had already controlled the door, Morse calmly inserted a new link into the smoke-filled light machine gun in the barrel, and then loaded it with a click.
Tony!Your Grandpa Morse is here!!Ha ha ha ha!
The butt of the machine gun was pressed against the shoulder guard of the bulletproof armor. Morse also held a cigarette and walked towards the door with a meteor, pulling the trigger to shoot at the flashing flames opposite the hall.
The face illuminated by the fire was covered with hideousness, like a devil crawling out of the abyss.
The places swept by his machine gun were all like baptized by a typhoon, leaving only the broken limbs and broken arms and messy fragments.
Relying behind a marble pillar, the security guard in the last game was filled with fear, and the submachine gun sandwiched under his elbow kept trembling, and he didn't dare to stick his head out to fight back.
Seeing more and more brothers fall down, he gritted his teeth and shouted at the walkie-talkie hanging on his shoulders.
Boss!The crazy man's firepower was too strong!Brothers can't stand it anymore
Before he could finish his words, Tony's roar came from the other end of the intercom.
Then give me my life!The reinforcements are about to arrive, and they are just to keep them outside for me!
Roaring at the walkie-talkie, Tony, who had already rushed to the second floor, listened to the gunshots coming from under his feet, and felt his heart trembling.
He didn't know where these idiots got so much firepower, nor did he know what the enlightenment would be, nor did he know why the enlightenment would be targeted by him.
He only knows one thing, and if he can't settle the trouble, he will be done!
And it's completely finished!
If the person sitting in the private room loses a hair, all the gangs in the entire Heishui Lane will suffer!
No one can save him then!
Listening to the sound of gunfire, Tony gritted his teeth and wanted to reason with the person downstairs, but he couldn't name the guest upstairs, so he could only yell downstairs.
Morse!What do you want to do?First I exploded my factory, and now I'm here to make trouble in my casino. I've never provoked you!
Seeing that there was no response downstairs, he swallowed and lowered his posture a little.
Do you want money?I'll give it to you!Say a number to me!I'll give it to you now!
Perhaps because of the cowardice in his voice, a presumptuous laughter came downstairs.
money?Do you think I am a beggar?Tony, you underestimate me, what I want is all you!
When Tony was stunned when he heard this, he was immediately angry.
Don't go too far!I've given you a face!
Morse downstairs curled his lips and mocked.
Excessive?Don't be funny, we are all working hard for the big guys. Do you think I will let you go for a few dinars?Today, either you die or I live!
He will soar into the sky like a maggot with wings and become a real big shot.
Then it will not be just Heishui Lane.
His legend will be left behind in the entire Yong Night Harbor!
Tony's expression froze on his face, and then gradually became distorted.
...This madman.
His brain was in chaos. At first he thought the guy was just talking crazy, but when he heard the confident voice, he couldn't help but hesitate.
Why haven’t the garrison come yet?
If there was such a big disturbance in normal times, the guards would have come here in charge cars.
Could that enlightenment meeting really have a great background?!
Unfortunately, Peter did not explain to him what was going on in the Northwest city, and he was not interested in listening to what farts were all day long on the Willant radio.
The entire northwest urban area was already in chaos, and the guards and even garrisons in the city gathered, and the combat troops stationed in the port were no longer moved.
At this critical moment, naturally no one would pay attention to the movements in Heishui Lane.
Not to mention the gang melee, I’m afraid that even if someone throws nuclear bombs here, someone may not be in charge.
Just when Tony was shocked and confused, Morse became more and more sure of the guess in his heart. The person standing behind him had already overwhelmed Tony's backer, and even a smile on his face was sure to win.
The gentle coward who plastered his face still dared not show his face. He was completely beaten by himself unilaterally. The people in the garrison seemed blind, and ignored the movements in Heishui Lane, even if he put the machine gun under the other party's nostrils.
Is there anything better way to illustrate the strength of the Enlightenment Association than this?
With his confidence increasing, he became even more crazy than before. He looked for the sound from the upstairs and pointed the muzzle at the ceiling, and laughed wildly and pulled the trigger and swept it around.
Of course the bullet could not penetrate the cement between the floors, but it still scared Tony who was standing on it.
Seeing more and more hyenas rushing into the casino, the gunshots downstairs became more and more intense, so he could only urge his subordinates to fill in the top.
However, the thugs under his command are also human.
Everyone who is involved in gangs comes to make money, and even more humble people ask for self-protection. No one has ever thought of really paying off his life.
Seeing that the garrison team had no movement for a long time and the reinforcements were not delayed, the morale of the thugs guarding the first floor of the casino finally collapsed, they threw themselves down their positions and ran away in a hurry.
The Iron Hand Gang is finished.
Even Tony's most loyal men had no doubt that their doomsday had arrived.
The factory in the suburbs was blown up, and the head of the skull-breaker was cut off. They didn't even dare to put one of their heads, and even warned them not to cause trouble for each other.
Now, the opposite side didn't even give them the opportunity to be a human being with their tails stomped, and they just carried a machine gun and killed them at their door.
Their boss has been abandoned by the backers behind him.
Only this explanation remains...
Smart people run out of nothing, and the rest are either confused by their brains, are not yet awake, or are too awake.
Seeing the thugs guarding the first floor die and fleeing, Morse grinned, and did not chase after them. He just swept in the direction of their escape, then left the cover and led a group of little brothers to the stairs across the corpses.
However, maybe it was too floating, or maybe it was because he was passionate about his vigilance, so when he noticed the gasping sound from behind the cabinet beside him, a young man, who was not young, rushed out with a PU-9 submachine gun.
Ahahah ！！
He yelled and fired with the trigger.
The unruly shot took some effect. Unpredictable attacks, several bullets shot into Morse's chest.
However, the 9mm bullet cannot penetrate the military bulletproof armor that is covered by the latter.
The madman who was scraped by him just shook his body and staggered a few steps to lean on the cover.
At the same time, all the younger brothers who followed Morse reacted, and raked at the unopened eye-catching green, and directly beat him into a sieve.
York rushed to Morse first and asked nervously.
Boss!Are you okay!
Morse grinned and stood up from the ground by the arm.
It's okay.
As he said that, his hands were sweeping on his chest, and the broken bullets fell to the ground with a clang.
Seeing that the boss had nothing to do, the younger brothers around him cheered and whistled.
Morse grinned and shouted loudly at the empty stairwell.
Tony!All your people are dead!When are you planning to hide?Hahaha, don’t settle it yourself, I still want to talk to you.
There was no response upstairs.
Morse didn't talk nonsense, waved his hand and led the younger brothers forward.
The young man who had fired at him before was lying in a pool of blood, twitching his mouth like a stranded goldfish.
York pulled out his pistol and gave him a pleasure, but Morse frowned when he looked at the gradually empty eyes.
Too similar.
The young man's eyes looked very much like him in the past.
At that time, he was also a sloppy man, with nothing but ambition and ruthlessness. He only thought about one thing all day long, that is, how to show off in front of the boss and make a name for himself.
The only thing that doesn't look like is that this guy closed his eyes when he shot, which is the least thing he shouldn't do when he sat at the gambling table.
So, he stood here when he won the bet, and he was destined to be able to lie on the ground.
Including Tony upstairs.
Morse jumped upstairs without stopping, and walked straight upstairs.
To his surprise, Tony did not hide, but stood in the hall on the second floor with a desperate look on his face.
You're crazy... Morse, do you know what you're doing?We're all done.
Morse raised his eyebrows gently and said with a sneer.
It’s you who are finished... After tonight, I will become the new master of Hei Shui Lane.
Haha, I actually lost to a lunatic... Hahaha... AhAhAh!
Tony suddenly laughed, but soon he couldn't laugh, and fell to the ground with his bloody thighs.
The pistol was blazing with smoke, and York spitted on the ground, staring at Tony, who was twisting on the ground with a fleshy face.
I've been disliked by you for a long time.
Tony, curled up on the ground like a dead dog, didn't say anything, and his pale lips could no longer say anything, leaving only a twitch.
The bullet shot through his arteries, and the blood had already soaked his pants red after a few breaths.
I bandage him, and my friends and I have to ask him some more.Remember, I want to live.
Throwing this sentence to the younger brother beside him, Morse continued to walk upstairs.
The whole battle was as easy as a textbook. He killed the Iron Hand Gang without any effort, and even failed to kill a few brothers.
And after tonight, he will become the legend of the entire Blackwater Alley, and everyone will remember his name and who he is doing for.
As for who Tony's backer is, it is no longer important to him. Since the mastermind behind the scenes has sent him here, he will naturally settle the troubles behind him.
However, there was another confusion in Morse's heart, that is, why Tony did not run away, but chose to stand there and wait for death.
He didn't believe that the cunning guy didn't leave a way out for him, and there must be more than one escape passage hidden in the casino.
unless
The arrogant guy never thought that he might lose, or that he could not escape no matter what.
With curiosity, he walked upstairs with a machine gun, checked each room one by one, and finally found a locked door.
He knocked on the door politely, and there was no movement in the room, but the nicotine smell floating out of the crack of the door exposed the person hidden inside.
York and the other little brothers following him looked at each other, with strange expressions on their faces.
The guy inside still has the intention to smoke.
This is not taking them seriously at all.
VIP private room.
Morse looked back, grinned at his little brothers, and then kicked open the closed door.
With a bang, the door fell heavily to the ground. He walked in with a machine gun and stepped on the door panel. He saw a man with a cigarette in his mouth sitting on the sofa directly in front of him.
That was a Willant.
His expression was a little surprised, but he was not afraid at all. He even took off his cigarette butt and gently lit the ash.
Morse felt a little scared when the superior was not surprised, but soon the fear was replaced by a restless anger.
Why is this guy not afraid at all!
Why do you look at him with the look of a dog?
Good game.
Ashes from the cigarette butts fell, Peter's eyes suddenly looked at Morse with some appreciation.
I suddenly like you a little.
Morse narrowed his eyes slightly, then tightened the corners of his mouth slightly raised, moved away the smoke-burning barrel, leaned over and nodded slightly, like a decent gentleman.
...I wonder what this person calls him?
Peter chuckled softly and said in a non-salty tone.
Tony never asks such a stupid question, he only does what he should do, knows what we let him know, and takes away the one that belongs to him.
Morse gently tilted his tongue and shook his head.
Tsk tsk tsk tsk, that guy is old and now he is lying on the floor and twisting like a maggot.
When Peter heard about Tony's miserable situation, he expressed his indifferent expression and even smiled faintly.Yeah?Unexpectedly, he was quite loyal, although he was a little useless.
Morse's eyes narrowed into a slit, and the look was like a letter spitting out by a poisonous snake.
……waste?
Isn't that true?Peter shrugged his shoulders and said in a tone of course, "There is no small matter well." The dog raised by the garrison broke his neck, like a piece of mud that could not be stuck on the wall. My patience almost disappeared.
Speaking of this, he paused and looked at Morse standing at the door with interest.
I found that you are more capable than Tony, but your brain is not as good as him... But this is actually not important to us. Do you need to consider doing things for us?
Do you do things for...Morse was stunned and suddenly laughed out loud, and then he was like the dead dog below?Don’t tease me, I’m from the Enlightenment Club, are you a ball?
Peter narrowed his eyes slightly, and a touch of killing intention was released from the cracks of his eyes.
No one except Dickens Vanguard had dared to speak to him like this.
Enlightenment...what is that thing, I have never heard of it.
Morse sneered and teased.
Your level is too low, of course I won’t hear it... Do you know why there was such a big disturbance outside, but the garrison team did not react at all?
Looking at Peter with a look of surprise, Morse continued slowly without waiting for his answer.
An invisible hand manipulates everything behind the scenes, and with your eyes, you can't even see its existence... Of course, I, as a disciple, can only see the tip of the iceberg, but even the tip of the iceberg that is revealed, it's enough to crush you to death.
Peter looked at him blankly, laughing and crying.
What are you talking about?Are your brain broken
Before his words could be finished, the gun that suddenly pointed at him spurted out flames.
He didn't expect the other party to open fire. Peter, who was shot several times, groaned and turned backwards, and was beaten into a hornet's nest along with the sofa under his butt.
The muzzle rose as the recoil rose, and the bullet swept all the way to the ceiling, and Morse released the clasped flight.
He walked to the corpse with a grim smile, picked up the blood-stained cigarette butt, and put it in his mouth.
Sorry, it went off.
York also followed him and spitted at the bloody man lying on the ground.
What a tired of living, who allows you to talk to my boss like this!
Peter, who was facing up to the sky, his eyes widened, his chest was covered in blood.
He couldn't believe it until he died that this group of bastards dared to attack him.
And it was on the territory of the Willant people.
Not having time to pay attention to this guy, Morse searched him, but couldn't find any information about his identity, so he curled his lips and threw him aside.
From now on, this last game will be his Morse property.
The gamblers in Yongyao would not care about what happened here, nor how much blood had flowed on the tiled floor.
When they clean up the place, the gamblers will pour in wave after wave as usual.
Of course, it's not just a casino.
He would accept all the industries of Tony and use the gold earned by those industries to build this Black Water Lane into the most prosperous city in the entire desert!
And he, Morse
Will redefine the order here and become the uncrowned king of this city that never sleeps!
This is not something he dreamed of in his dream, but it is also a way to realize his dream indirectly.
Walking to the broken window and standing still, Morse squinted his eyes gently, enjoying the oncoming evening breeze, and admiring the afterglow after the warmth.
York walked to him, his face full of flesh full of excitement and admiration.
Boss...what next?
Well... I think about it, Morse turned around and walked to the corpse, kicked the unmovable leg and dragged this guy down, maybe our friends would be interested.
His work has been done.
It’s time for Taran and Kant to come to him... or the Enlightenment intends to send someone else to come.
Morse was not in a hurry at all, he had already won the bet anyway.
However, at this moment, a warning suddenly rose from his heart, and even cold sweat oozed out of his back.
What's going on?
Is there something wrong?
His thoughts turned rapidly, and at this moment, a short buzz came from outside the window, and then York, who was standing by the window, broke into a watermelon and fell to the ground with a thud.
York!!!No!Damn it, sniper!
Morse's eyes turned red in an instant, he shouted loudly and hurriedly evacuated from the room.
At the same time, after a few short gunshots, the second floor of the casino had turned into a sea of blood.
A group of soldiers armed to the teeth were fishing in from the door.
They were wearing all the exoskeletons, and their head-to-toe equipment was enough to make the cannon fodders on the front line so envious.
Purge the team!
As one of the legion's tactical aces, the armed configuration of the Southern Legion has completely different ideas from that of the Eastern Legion.
The latter is still a cluster tactic that continues with a large number of people and forces, while the former is to a certain extent moving closer to the East Coast enterprises.
Tony was lying in a pool of blood and only half of his breath was left.
Gasping dyingly, he raised his groggy eyelids and looked at the boots that were parked in front of him.
He stretched out his hand with all his strength, leaving a blood-red handprint on the boot, trying to grab something.
At the same time, he made intermittent begging.
...I tried my best.
I have done everything you want me to do... I just beg you... Let my family go... They don't know anything...
The soldier didn't say a word of nonsense, and the muzzle inserted into the muffler pressed against his Tianling cover. With a clean and neat gunshot, he lie back in the pool of blood.
The index finger pressed on the side of the helmet, and the soldier spit out a mouthful of cold air, reporting in a concise manner.
The second floor is cleared.
A moment later, an answer came from the communication channel.
The militants were moving from the fifth floor to the fourth floor, and they were near the safe passage... no target was found hostage.
receive.
He replied neatly, and the man waved to the stairs, then went straight to the safety passage beside him.
The soldiers who captured the second floor immediately divided into two groups and advanced towards Morse.
The hyenas who found this group of uninvited guests and were counting the trophy quickly picked up the guys and opened fire at the group of soldiers armed to the teeth.
However, facing this group of well-trained soldiers, they could not even delay time, so they were all shot through the skull.
The battle situation is completely one-sided slaughter!
Morse, who had retreated to the fourth floor, had a look of horror on his face.
The gunshots from downstairs reminded him that it was no longer safe below, but he was trapped here and had nowhere to escape.
After exiting the safety passage, he leaned against the corner of the stairwell and shouted loudly at the downstairs.
Oh shit!Who are you?!
The group did not respond.
They are like cold killing machines, harvesting lives after lives cleanly.
Looking at the brothers who were suffering from continuous casualties, a deep sense of powerlessness climbed into Morse's heart.
You can't just die here!
Especially when he died so unknown!
The usual madness rushed up again. He cursed and shouted, threw down the machine gun hanging on his shoulder, then knocked open the window with his shoulder and jumped directly from the fourth floor.
Even if you don't throw someone to death at this height, it will be enough to be disabled.
However, perhaps it was because he should not die. His shoulder first hit a shed to shelter for rain, and then rolled into a bucket of water for restaurants on the street.
The restaurant's store was closed tightly, and the whole street was silent, as if he was the only one left.
I don’t know when it started, but it started to rain lightly on the dark clouds, and the dense ticking sound seemed to flood him.
Morse has never been so embarrassed.
Even at the most down and out time.
He stumbled into the distance like a frightened trapped beast, but didn't know where to run.
Who are those people?
Why did they kill him?
besides……
Where are the people from the Enlightenment Association?
There seemed to be an illusion in front of him, and the road under his feet gradually turned into nothingness, as if he had returned to that unrealistic dream.
In that dream, he was a surgeon and ran an ordinary clinic.
Heishui Lane has been peaceful for decades, and there are endless gang fights.
He had a sensible son and a lovely daughter. Although he was not a competent father, he was at least much more reliable than his father, and at least he never brought the bottle of wine home.
Ahahah ！！！
He also let out a low growl in his mouth, trying to drive the chaotic image out of his mind.
That's not what he wants!
I didn't even think about having these weaknesses.
However, he didn't know why he saw these fucking things in that dream, and even had the idea of another second.
And at this moment, a figure appeared in the distance.
The man was wearing a raincoat with a shiny black exoskeleton and a compact assault rifle underneath it.
Morse's face was full of despair, but seeing that the other party did not shoot, hope rekindled in his heart.
The man reached out and gently lifted the brim of the raincoat's hat, as if to see his face clearly.
Morse heard a soft sigh and his steps slowed down involuntarily.
Alas... I shouldn't sympathize with a guy like you, but what do you think... I have no grudges with you either.
After a pause, the man placed his hand on his shoulder.
Keep running, leave it to me.
Morse looked at him blankly, and a hint of suspicion gradually appeared in his awake pupils, but he still asked with a trembling question.
...You are from the Enlightenment Club?
Yes.The laugher patted Morse on the shoulder lightly and said concisely, "You know where to go."
He was actually not sure, after all, the Desert Eagle was not as reliable as he thought... although he himself was not a reliable thing.
In short, the guy made a reasonable analysis based on the information collected by the Desert Corps, sorted out the clues, and judged that Morse might really know something about the Enlightenment.
Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain why this guy bet so much, suppressed all his wealth, and sold so thoroughly for this illusory bait.
Although it is a better choice to ask in person, it is too late to go through time.
It has only been two and a half hours in total since the bomb exploded at the radio station.
After hearing the stranger's words, hope rekindled in Morse's eyes.
The Enlightenment Association did not give up on him!
The memory of chaos gradually became clearer, and he remembered the dark alley.
...I'm leaving it to you.
Finally, he looked at the stranger in a raincoat with gratitude, and turned around and hurriedly ran towards the drizzle of rain.
At the same time, a group of soldiers wearing exoskeletons chased after the casino in the last game.
There was noisy communication sound in the communication channel.
Damn… Peter is dead!
Mission failed.
One of them jumped out of the window on the fourth floor.
This guy is very life-threatening, but he didn't even fall to death.
Leave it to me, you can recycle the body.
The sniper lying on the roof took a deep breath and replied in a cold tone.
The rain was not very big, and it had little impact on the field of vision, and there were no people on the street, so his scope quickly locked in the figure running along the street.
However, just as he was about to pull the trigger, someone suddenly patted his shoulder.
Hello, what are you looking at?
The sniper was stunned and turned his head suddenly, but one hand grabbed the collar, pulled off the wheat from the helmet, and threw it directly from the six-story tube.
Hearing the dull sound coming from downstairs, Sha Diao stretched out her neck and looked downstairs. Seeing that the man lying on the ground with a large shape had no movement, she gently recited the guilt.
Without any apology, he lay down behind the sniper rifle.
His eyes were close to the scope, and Sha Yan reached out and pressed his hand in his ear, clearing his throat.
The sniper is in place, but there is no support... The finishing work is left to you, I have to stare at the 'bait' side.
At the same time, on the other side, on the street in the distance, the laughing maker, who was quietly waiting, guessed that the pursuers were about to arrive, so he took off a time bomb from the exoskeleton.
This is for the finale.
After all, the Alliance and the Legion did not officially start a war, and he came in from a black household, so it was still a bit troublesome to find out.
With the preset time of death, he skillfully inserted the bomb into the tactical belt of the back midfield.
Listening to the sound from the communication channel, he replied without any surprise at all, and then closed the communication.
Well, I know, I have to be a corpse again.
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