Sandra didn't expect to be targeted in such a situation, and when he tried to pull out his gun, he was already being pointed at gunpoint. Considering herself unlucky, Sandra smiled wryly and slowly put down the bag, ready to raise her hand in surrender. The people around him slowly approached him with guns raised.

These people have no bottom line, and if Sandra resists, they will definitely shoot regardless of whether they will be injured by mistake or not. The man standing on the stage had a smile on his lips. It really made him a little happy to be able to catch Sandra so easily. I thought there would be a shootout and casualties.

Just as they were about to approach Sandra, they suddenly heard a loud "boom-" sound, and the whole hall shook and the people who gathered around climbed down one after another. The explosion came from the second floor, and it was very powerful, directly blowing up almost half of the second floor.

At that moment, Sandra picked up the bag and rushed out, pulling out her pistol. He is very familiar with this kind of explosion, very typical of professional methods, only blowing up buildings, not killing people. He was even sure that it was the man in black who looked like a woman just now.

He didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly walked through the hall of the nightclub and headed towards the door, along the way, two bodyguards rushed inside, Sandra deliberately shouted loudly: "Explosion, there was an explosion inside, it's terrible, someone is dead, go, go!" He pointed the men down the hall and quickly brushed himself by. Right behind him, many people rushed out, and the whole scene was very chaotic.

After a few minutes, sirens sounded and the sound of fire trucks tearing through the night sky. Sandra had already escaped, he walked to a safe place, opened the bag and saw that it was seventy thousand dollars. So I was relieved to carry the bag and prepare to leave. This time, the action made him go very smoothly. Especially the man in black I met.

Who the hell is the Man in Black? She seemed to know everything about her actions. And it's good to solve a lot of hidden dangers by yourself, otherwise, you really have to fight hard with those guys, and maybe you will be plotted by that bastard Bailly. He walked briskly outside.

And just as he was about to leave, he saw a Cadillac limousine driving in the direction of the nightclub, and several cars were protecting the luxury car one after the other. Sandra said on ▲dǐng▲diǎn▲small▲,.≧.≯os_(); Subconsciously stopped. Walking back quickly, I chose a hidden location to observe the situation at the entrance of the nightclub.

If I'm not mistaken, Austin? Godowa. His nightclub exploded, and he certainly couldn't sit still. But if you look at it, you will wonder if this nightclub is his. Sure enough, I looked at it from a distance. Exactly Austin? Godowa. When the door opened, it was the bastard who stepped out of the car.

If he had a sniper rifle, when Godohua walked up the steps, he would lie in ambush six hundred meters on the opposite side. Of course, this is the distance during the day, if it is night, the distance can be as close as one diǎn, five hundred meters is the distance of one's own hit, and it is guaranteed that there is a chance of more than eighty percent of a one-hit kill.

It's a shame. Sandra sighed a little. Of course, he can't take out his pistol and rush over now, that is undoubtedly looking for death. Because now it's not just a lot of Godohua thugs who have arrived, but also a lot of police. One of the policemen also walked down the steps to meet Godohua, who stepped out of the car door with one foot.

You can figure it out with your toes that this guy must be in collusion with the police, and he is the head of the police in this jurisdiction. Maybe it's not just the boss, many people may have received his black money. It's as simple as it should be. The fact that a gang can swagger and survive in a jurisdiction shows that there must be an exchange of interests between the two sides.

"I want to know who's going wild on my turf!" Godohua got out of the car and didn't immediately go up the steps, but frowned at the guy who looked like a sheriff and complained, "It's a terrible battlefield, and this is in your precinct, Sheriff Hall." ”

"I know, Mr. Godowa, but it will take time. Our people are surveying the scene, so to speak, it's not very good, we can't find any useful clues, and the environment here is really bad. Messy and ruined everything. What's more, your safe has been blown open, and everything inside has either been destroyed or stolen, which is a big deal......"

"Generous?" Godohua smiled angrily, "What kind of big deal is this?" ”

"I mean explosions, this way to steal your safe, that's a ...... Well, that's all I can see on the spot, do you want to see it for yourself? Sheriff Hall said to Godowa.

"Of course, damn it, you know how much money I have in my safe? It's all cash, more than three million in cash, plus some contract arrears, which can be worth five million. Do you know? Five million, how many sheriffs can be bought, Mr. Hall. "This time he didn't even get rid of the title of sheriff.

Sheriff Hall's face was extremely ugly, but he had to keep a smile in front of Godohua and listen to him, because he had a handle on Godohua's hand. It's better that even this handle is blown up by the explosion this time, which is his own $500,000 IOU and a stack of scams and videos of sleeping with women and taking bribes. The madman placed the camera in the box of the nightclub and got himself hooked.

It's a very low-level tactic, but there will always be people who will be repeatedly attacked, because in this world, beauty and money are always the best weapons to attack those officials. It is the best weapon for these underworld elements, and it is invincible.

Sergeant Hall rushed to the scene as soon as he received the alarm, and investigated the scene alone, and did not let the police officers in his companions, and after the investigation, he was very disappointed to find that his things did not seem to be destroyed, but missing. Yes, there will always be some clues if it is destroyed, but there is nothing here. The door to the safe was blown open, but nothing was harmed inside. Because the inner space is kept very intact.

"Mr. Godohua, do you have any enemies here?" Sheriff Hall asked with some caution.

"Enemies? Shall I send my enemies? A lot of them are, but none of them have the guts to do so. Godohua snorted, then lifted his feet and walked up the steps.

What a great opportunity, it's a shame to waste it like this. Sandra gestured with her hand to resemble a sniper rifle and made a gesture to shoot at Godova. The mouth also made a soft "pop" and "pop" shooting sound.

Then at this moment, Gotohua, who suddenly walked up the steps, suddenly staggered forward a few steps, and fell to the ground. Just as he was about to fall, Sandra clearly saw a puddle of blood splattering out of his head, spraying Sheriff Hall, who was half a head lower than him, who was in the wrong position next to him.

Both of them were stunned. Sandra was stunned, because he had seen the whole process very carefully as he was aiming, including the blood spraying after the bullet hit his head. Sheriff Hall, on the other hand, was shocked and terrified by the sudden blow.

He didn't care about his image, he rolled down the steps with a roll, and by the way, he got into the bottom of the car, and he didn't dare to move. And this change made the bodyguards around them nervous, and they took out their guns one after another, looked around, but saw nothing. And the police are also looking for cover to cover up.

Instead, no one from Godohua, who was hit, went to see his condition. In fact, they all know that he is dead. There is no salvation. If you are still alive, it is quite cost-effective to risk death to express your heart. But if you die, there's no need to do that. It's still important to hold on to your life.

The police will not rush out and chase down the murderer or something. We all know that this is something that only snipers can do. It was also obvious that he had been shot with a sniper rifle. The plot in the movie is unreliable, and rushing out at this time is definitely an excellent target for snipers.

These people who dare to kill people in front of the police with sniper rifles don't care if you are a police officer or not, as long as it is not good for them, they will be shot by him. After about ten minutes, there was no movement, and a few bodyguards cautiously moved towards Godohua's side.

"Mr. Goldova is dead." A bodyguard who crouched down and touched Mr. Godohua's carotid artery said to Sheriff Hall, who had climbed out of the car and walked up, "He's dead." "Actually, he didn't say it, everyone understands that this guy is hopeless, his brains are splashed all over the ground, can he still not die?

Sheriff Hall squatted down, wiped the round-eyed Godohua eyes, stood up and said, "We will find the murderer, you can arrange his funeral yourself." With that, he stood up and walked towards the inside of the nightclub without looking back. Now he doesn't have the trouble of Godohua's henchman, but whose hands do his handles fall into? This made him rejoice, but at the same time, he couldn't help but raise new worries.

Sandra sped away from the place after the gunshot, carefully avoiding the cameras around him, at least not letting them capture his front. Then he hurried towards the outskirts of Los Angeles. I don't know how far I walked, but in a relatively remote street, suddenly two snow-white lights shot at him. He subconsciously tried to block it. The first thought was that I was exposed.

His hand was placed on his waist and he was lowered. Because there is no need to pull out a gun, if the other party is intent on wanting his own life, he will be dead a long time ago. They even planned their own escape routes. It gave him a deep sense of frustration. So he faced the two pillars of light, closed his eyes, and raised his hands. (To be continued.) )