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"Wait!" The bodyguard said to the clown.

He watched the clown stand aside and stop, gave him a puzzled look, and then slowly opened the box of pizza, which did contain pizza, but there was a bomb in the middle of the pizza.

"It's a bomb—" the man screamed.

With a loud shout, the bomb exploded, and the gate was overturned, and several unlucky people at the door were blown apart.

"Attack - there's an attack here - " whistles were heard incessantly, and then someone came from here with guns.

When the clown exploded, he didn't know where to hide. After the explosion, he suddenly stepped out of the darkness of the blown out gate and pulled a gun from his waist.

"Bang!" A single shot takes out a guy who is overly aggressive, then a roll, picks up his gun, and starts shooting at the onrushing man.

This kind of intentional and unintentional thing will definitely catch the opponent off guard at the beginning.

"Damn, who wants to raid us?" Inside, a thin old man in his fifties shouted at the crowd around him, this guy is Kirill? Gerasimov. It's the biggest boss of this Russian gangster.

"I don't know, boss, we don't know anything now except explosions and gunshots." A small leader beside him said, sticking out his tongue and licking his lips, "Why don't you go to the basement and take shelter first." ”

"Damn it, what are you hiding?" Kirill? Gerasimov yelled angrily. grabbed the automatic rifle of one of the bodyguards next to him and was about to rush out, but was pulled by several small bosses.

"Boss, the gunfire is still fierce!" A small leader looked nervously around, took a step, and walked to Kirill? In front of Gerasimov, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and stretched out his hand to touch his chest.

A hand of blood dripped from the palm of his hand.

Before he could scream, the whole person fell limply.

"Damn—" a voice in the tree cursed to himself. Then raise the rifle and continue aiming.

"There's a sniper-" another bodyguard shouted loudly, to kill Kirill? Gerasimov took cover, but soon a bullet passed through the back of his head, and he fell to the ground without saying a word.

The rest of the people were so frightened that they lay on the ground and did not dare to move.

"Lights, put them out!" Kirill? Gerasimov lowered his voice and said to one of the bodyguards by the wall, "Turn off the damn lights, damn it!" ”

The bodyguard was a spirit, got up and was about to turn off the lights, and when he got up, he suddenly hit his head against the wall, and then bounced back, and collapsed limply on the ground, he was shot in the neck, and the blood rushed out along the muzzle of the gun. I was convulsed all over, and I couldn't see that I couldn't live.

"Oh God, let's rush out together, rush to the basement and be safe!" A small boss looked at Kirill lying on the ground in a panic? Gerasimov, presented his own building yì.

"Bang-" sound, a person from the outside crookedly crushed the glass door, the glass door suddenly shattered, he walked a few steps as if drunk, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and fell to the ground in a dejected manner.

The gunner on the roof, who seems to have spotted the location of the sniper. He raised his gun for a second, and before he could see anyone, suddenly a grenade was thrown at his feet.

"Son of a bitch-" He only cursed, and with a "boom", the grenade exploded. The clown rushes out of a hole and continues to harvest life.

"It's really enjoyable." The clown-clown sniper hiding in the tree screamed enviously, and then continued to block the way of the gang boss.

Now they were stuck in the hall. It is also brightly lit and has become a live target for others. Lying on the ground, no one wants to move, because whoever moves, there will be bullets to greet him, and they are all killed with one shot.

"There's a sniper on the other side—" One of the bodyguards panicked a little, and he was facing the boss Kirill? Gerasimov said.

"Oh, ****, don't we know? Say something useful - "Kirill? Gerasimov scolded fiercely and said, "Just say something useful, there is always something that can be exchanged, as long as the price is right." ”

The bodyguard hesitated.

"Find something white and lift it up, hurry!" Kirill? Lagersimov yelled at the bodyguard Dasheng.

The bodyguard nodded, his face was ugly, he took off his pants in a trembling voice, then lifted a pair of white panties, shouted loudly, "Don't shoot-" and slowly got up.

Before his words fell, it was as if his head had been hammered by something, and his neck went limp, and his head rested on his side - a shot hit.

"Damn it, bastard, they're going to kill them all." Kirill? Ragsimov suddenly became furious, which made it clear that he would not talk to himself.

There seemed to be only sporadic gunfire outside.

A clown raises his rifle and hits one of the bodyguards, then swaps magazines and walks down the hall. It was already silent outside, and the silence was terrible. There were bodies of fallen people everywhere.

The sound of the clown's footsteps, though not fast, struck the hearts of those lying on their stomachs in the hall with every step, making their hearts tremble.

"Joker, clown—" See the clown walk in, Kirill? Suddenly Lagsimov was a little hysterical, and he wanted to get up and question the clown.

"Don't move, boss—" One of the bodyguards tried to dissuade him, but before the words could fall, he suddenly saw Kirill? Lagsimov's head was like a blooming flower of blood, and the whole head was like a rotten watermelon, and a bullet passed through it and shot him.

"Don't kill us—" A small boss shook his voice at the clown as if he had been stuck, "It's all Ragsimov's fault, we're just doing what we're told...... It's not worth killing us, really...... Our lives are like ants......" The little boss was so frightened that he even peed his pants.

The clown smiled and didn't speak, when suddenly something fell from the sleeve of the clown's clothes that was wide enough and landed on the floor with a dull "thump". Then he took a few steps back and reached out and pressed a button on the wall next to him.

Suddenly, the glass walls around the hall were closed, even the door. Those people pressed the button from the inside, but to no avail, they could only get up, shout at the clown, or cry and beg for mercy. There were also people with guns and pulled the trigger at the glass wall. But the bulletproof glass walls they themselves made to save their lives are clearly not so easy to break.

Everyone in the hall let out all kinds of howls in despair, and some people knelt on the ground and prayed, as if they were about to beg God for forgiveness when they were dying.

It was a Russian-made incendiary grenade that seemed to be hidden in the basement. This is the Grim Reaper, and I've never felt so scary about it before. Because it used to be used to frighten those who didn't like it.

The clown raised his hand and made an "OK" gesture, and then jumped briskly, and left from here, there was a car outside, and there was also a clown sitting in the back seat of the car, he was operating the computer like flying fingers, and then waited for the two clowns to get into the car, and also made an "OK" cleanup.

"Boom-" sounded, and suddenly the villa exploded, and soon a fire broke out.

The car left silently with the sound of explosions.

After a long time, the sound of ambulances and fire trucks was heard. The car traveled all the way, but it was only five hours from San Diego to El Paso, and then the car was abandoned into the river.

The Russian gangs in the city of Paso are already heavily guarded.

There was some panic in everyone, they had gotten the news. Their gang had been destroyed at their headquarters in San Diego, uprooted, and not a single one was left alive.

Their attackers did a clean job, leaving no evidence behind, for a fire had completely destroyed the place. Nothing.

At six o'clock in the morning, the Mustang was already on its way back to the town of Abiline.

The three clowns have taken off their hoods.

"Why don't you just take out the Russian bastards in Paso City?" Tim's face was full of excitement, he was in great shape today, "I felt like I was playing with a toy. ”

"We don't need to clean up the bastards here." Qiu Fengyu smiled, "Everything must have a degree, and killing the Russian gangsters in Paso City will directly implicate us." Come to think of it, guys, their headquarters are gone, will the other gangsters who are usually suppressed by them in Paso City give up? Their good days are over, and someone will clean them up without us. ”

"And me, Boss, I've modified the surveillance in El Paso and San Diego. I promise that we don't have time to go to San Diego because we've been gambling at the casino. Davis smiled and then turned to look at Tim, "That's the key to keeping us safe."

Tim didn't argue with him, but just raised his middle finger at him, causing Qiu Fengyu to laugh.