After receiving the news that the bald man had regained his freedom, Ivan was shocked.

He immediately sent his family back to Russia, stopped all the activities of the gang, and traveled every day with at least a dozen henchmen, if not armed to the teeth, then at least armed to the eggs.

Yuri's boss laughs at Ivan miserably, saying that if he changes his clothes and puts on some lipstick, he can go to the topless club to earn money.

Ivan was anxious and angry, and he couldn't get Yuri serious with all his words. The current gang leader had just arrived in New York from his native land, and although he had heard of the name of the white-headed man, he had never tasted it badly, and he didn't know that he was a ruthless character who ate people and did not spit out bones.

"Don't spit out bones? Then I'll wait for him to come and eat me, and then digest it slowly. Boss Yuri was so mad with joy that he threw another bloody steak into the iron cage.

The caged jaguar roared and swallowed the steak in a few bites, his eyes shining with a wild surname.

If given a choice, Ivan would rather face this kind of carnivorous beast head-on.

And not the bald guys.

The "Red Sox Gang" is still quite famous in New York, and these polar bears from Siberia are more fierce and more grouped than the local gangs of country M. Few people know that the bald guy was one of the first generation of hard-working, and he established his relationship with the New York police in all directions, but eventually became an unlucky ghost who was swept away.

The white-headed guy often changes his appearance, using a can of oil paint and a cluster of fake beards to instantly change his appearance. Even the Red Sox knew him as Anyukov, and no one would associate him with a famous arms dealer.

Ivan is the only one who knows the details, he is the brother-in-law of the Bald Guy, but he personally killed his sister in the final struggle for power and betrayed the Bald to the New York police. After learning that the personable Anyukov was actually the wanted criminal with a thousand faces, the police high-level was shocked and immediately attacked.

The bald guy wants nothing more than multiple places to stay, and Ivan wants the position of the gang boss. He doesn't like anyone dictating to him, and now the assigned Yuri Boss makes him realize that he has made a huge mistake, and he is simply stupid.

The only consolation left is the shipment that was swallowed in the first place, and now the bald guy is coming to retrieve them. Ivan knew him very well what he was, and he couldn't sleep well every night, and every time he thought of his sister's appearance before she died, and the hideous gaze of the white-headed guy when she was handcuffed by the police, he would be terrified. At that time, after making the agreed gesture, the ambushed SWAT team was equivalent to demolishing the entire house, and the white-headed guy kept sneering, making everyone's hearts chill.

The headquarters of the Red Sox are located in the depths of an abandoned warehouse, which looks dilapidated on the outside, but has something else inside. Boss Yuri is now calling for wind and rain, and even if Ivan wants to see him, he must be notified in advance.

Ivan hated this, but never dared to show it. Yuri is not a bald man, and he doesn't have anything about him that could be called "demeanor".

When the bald man walked through the door of the warehouse, Ivan was still discussing with Yuri's boss about sending more people to protect him. Seeing that the white-headed guy didn't even disguise himself, he walked in so swaggeringly, and couldn't help but turn white.

This is Ivan's biggest heart problem, but Yuri never takes anyone seriously.

"He's a bald man." Ivan felt that he was probably dreaming, afraid of something, and it came so quickly.

"Oh, I've heard your name." Yuri was spreading caviar on his bread and looked at the bald guy and nodded widely, "How did you get in?" There's a change of dynasty here, and now I'm up to me. ”

Scattered inside and outside the warehouse are more than a hundred gunners loyal to Yuri's boss, the bravest of men, ready to shed blood. Yuri's boss is very sure that even if the bald guy brings a group of helpers, he will only have to play the life of a live target. He was now sure and hilarious, and wanted to see what the lone avenger was going to do.

"It doesn't matter if you attack me, why did you even kill Una?" The white-headed guy ignored Boss Yuri, stared at Ivan and asked slowly.

Ivan subconsciously took a step back, and then the green tendons on his neck bulged high, and roared: "Even if Una is my own sister, she will definitely kill me if she knows that I betrayed you!" ”

"A very reasonable explanation." The bald guy smiled, "I let you die here today, I guess she won't blame me." ”

"Are you in jail and crazy? Do you think you're the one who talks about things here? Ivan laughed, and more than a dozen henchmen behind him had all drawn their firearms.

"It's not him, but it's not you." A cold female voice rang out, followed by the warehouse lights all extinguished.

The gunfire exploded, and tongues of fire erupted everywhere. At the same time, Ivan heard something else very different, the sound of the wind of some kind of object moving at high speed, and the muffled sound of the human body constantly falling.

When the lights came back on, Ivan was stunned to see all his henchmen lying on the ground. Boss Yuri was lying on the table, such a strong man, before he could even stand up, he had been hit hard, purple-black blood blisters were gushing from the corners of his mouth, and his hands and feet were spasming, like a lamb with his neck cut. There was no obvious wound in sight, but his head was tilted to one side, his neck bone was broken, and he quickly ended his last journey with a strange short hiccup.

The perimeter of the warehouse was still silent, as if the gunmen had been dealt with. There were two more young men in front of Ivan, a man and a woman, and the white-headed man brought a chair and invited the young man to sit down.

Ivan couldn't believe that the bald man could make such a respectful gesture, and the young man's eyes made his heart tremble, and he couldn't help but think of a real jungle beast.

"Where's my shipment?" The bald guy asked a final question.

Ivan looked around the arena again and realized that he was the only living member of the Red Sox. His legs and feet began to go limp, and he wanted to ask for mercy but couldn't speak, and his wet crotch looked like someone had been stuffed into a large lump of ice.

He knew that even if he handed over his things, he would not escape death, so he mustered up the courage to draw his pistol. The young man became the preferred target, and Ivan instinctively felt that even if tens of thousands of bald heads were combined, they were not as terrible as this person.

Ivan fired only one shot, and his hand was so weak that he could no longer hold the firearm.

The young man didn't even dodge, the bullet bounced off his forehead and fell to the ground with a clatter.

Ivan didn't know if he was dreaming or if the person in front of him wasn't human at all. The bald man stepped forward with a sinister smile, drew his dagger, and when he stabbed it, Ivan completely lost even the strength to wail.

A few minutes later, the white-headed guy covered in blood whispered a thank you. He didn't even have the most basic expression during the whole torture process, but at this moment he burst into tears.

He remembered his dead wife, the only woman he had ever loved in his life.

And when Chen Mo saw the batch of private goods that the white-headed guy was swallowed, he remembered Yu Da and Sun Si in Moriah.

"We'll rush over with our stuff right away, and we'll be in time." Luo Li grabbed his hand beside him.

"You care about them too?" Chen Mo asked.

"No, I only care about you." Luo Li replied lightly.

(To be continued)