Chapter 261: The Death of the Hero (5)
In the hallway outside the study.
Dense gunfire and terrible screams mingled.
The people in the study don't need to go out to see, the creepy sound alone is enough to show how tragic and bloody the fight outside is, the bodyguards in the central villa are all old Gaudí's diehards, every scream, every death of a person, old Gaudty's heart twitches.
Heartache is one thing.
More importantly, for every one of his loyal men, the danger he faces increases, and the feeling of increasing fear is too uncomfortable.
Soon, in the corridor, the gunfire gradually thinned out until it stopped abruptly, and the huge villa returned to silence, so that the bodyguards in the study almost broke their nerves.
The people around Old Gottí, including the bewitching blonde young man with a pigtail at the back of his head, stared at the door of the study for a moment, which was tantamount to a door of life and death, tugging at their most sensitive nerves.
Syllable!
Slight noise.
Not from the study door.
It is the sound of the electrical appliances in the room being de-energized.
Almost at the same time, the door of the study was kicked open, and the bodyguards who were guarding old Gaudí roared and shot wildly at the door of the study until all the bullets in the magazine were gone.
Fooled.
The moment this thought flashed through the mind of the young man named Bill, a vertiginous grenade commonly known as a flash mine rolled into the study and burst out with a dazzling bright light.
More than a dozen bodyguards subconsciously tilted their heads or closed their eyes.
The people lurking in the corridor took the opportunity to roll into the study, only two of them, but under the cross-fire of the MP5 submachine guns in the hands of the two people, more than a dozen bodyguards who had run out of bullets and temporarily lost their eyesight shook their bodies violently and fell miserably, and they didn't see what their opponents looked like until they died.
Old Gotti didn't die.
The dizzy grenade rolled into the room for a second or two, the old guy was knocked down by Bill, escaped, and pressed the old Gorty under Bill, turned over, with two guns in hand, shot steadily, and hit the two fierce men who rushed into the study, but fortunately, the two of them wore bulletproof vests and did not lose their lives.
The huge impact of the bullet caused the two of them to fall to the ground as if they were hit by heavy punches, and thanks to the fact that they were both masters who had been honed by the war for a long time, they quickly rolled out of the room after falling to the ground.
Bill, who thought that he had shot the two people, gritted his teeth unwillingly, and wanted to pull his master back to the bedroom, which had a terrace, and he planned to take old Gotti to escape from the terrace.
in the hallway.
Yang Chen saw that the two subordinates who entered the study withdrew in embarrassment, almost dying, with a cold face to come to a bumper grenade, opened the insurance, and smashed the grenade into the study, Bill, who had just pulled up Gotti to move, saw the grenade fly in, gritted his teeth, hugged the old Goldie, and flew to the bedroom.
Rumble!
The grenade touches the ground and explodes.
Shrapnel was everywhere, the bulletproof glass on the floor-to-ceiling windows of the study was blown out of shocking cracks, the bookshelves erected against the wall, sawdust were flying, and dust and paper were floating everywhere, Yang Chen walked into the study unhurriedly, and more than a dozen fierce men wearing night trips and loaded guns followed closely.
In the smoky room, Bill, who had saved Gotti again, got up, extremely embarrassed, and had not reacted quickly, he would have been killed by a grenade.
Bill was still stubbornly standing in front of Old Gotty, coldly looking around at the influx of people, and finally stared at Yang Chen, and said proudly: "Do you dare to fight me alone?" ”
"Heads-up?" Yang Chen asked with a sneer.
"Yes," Bill was scrappy.
When Yang Chen said yes, Yang Chen snapped his fingers, and the person behind him quickly raised his gun and shot, and Bill, who was very surprised, also raised his gun, after all, he was half a beat slower, and was shot into a sieve by more than a dozen submachine guns, and fell straight backwards At the same time, he stared at Yang Chen, his eyes were full of disdain, and he used his last strength to murmur: "You are a coward"
Yang Chen disagreed.
On the battlefield, you should kill the enemy as quickly as possible.
Single-handedly, when there are many people, who has this leisure.
Yang Chen is here to kill, not to compete in the ring, he slowly walked towards Gottie, the drooping old Gotti was tossed like this, fell all over the place, leaned against the wall, sat up with difficulty, and saw Cole who squeezed into the room, standing slightly humbly behind the mysterious young man's side, and suddenly realized.
Everything that happened tonight, the real leader was not Cole, it was the young man who looked at him with a smile, he had been in charge of the family for more than ten years, a powerful enemy, he knew it in his heart, but he didn't know when to provoke such a fierce young man, he asked tremblingly: "Why is this?" ”
"Why?"
Yang Chen smiled, lowered his eyebrows, stared at Gaudi's desperate and confused old face, every generation of godfathers of the Gambino family can be called traitors, to put it nicely, they are all heroes, especially old Gaudi, using Benicio's chess piece to deceive the world.
Tell a big lie.
The whole world danced.
This is definitely a heroic act, but unfortunately, when I get old, I am a little confused and stubborn, which is why the back wave slapped the front wave to death on the beach.
Yang Chen lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said lightly: "At first, I didn't want to do this, I just wanted you to weigh my weight, and then sit down and talk with Hemu, but you didn't give yourself a chance, and you deserved today's ending." ”
"Who the hell are you?" Old Gotti was unwilling, a little hysterical, desperate to know who would push him off the altar of the supremacy of the gangs in the United States.
"The moment before you go to hell, I'll tell you." Yang Chen playfully sneered, and didn't waste time with the dying old man of the end of the road.
After taking control of the situation, Cole gathered all the eleven elders of the family, and in the name of Old Gaudí, recalled the main members of the family, as well as more than 30 leaders, who were scattered in major cities across the United States and formed the backbone of the Gambino family's huge gangster empire.
Among them, there is the eldest son of Gao Di who is rooted in the sand machine, and the younger son is a playboy, a genuine wine bag and rice bag, except for eating, drinking, and having fun with women, he can't do anything.
The family members who came back from outside one after another were invited into the hall on the first floor of the central villa, and immediately noticed that something was wrong, and dozens of murderous men in black were watching them at gunpoint.
"Fuck off, I want to see my father."
Old Gauti's eldest son pushed the gun-wielding man in front of the spiral staircase and tried to break upstairs, but was kicked down by the other party.
"Don't move, I'll kill you again." One of the men, with a sinister face, poked a gun in the head of Gottie's eldest son, and at this moment, all the Gambino family members in the hall realized that the family had changed.
They weren't surprised.
This century-old family, every time there is an alternation of power, a similar drama is always staged, and when you get used to it, you are also numb.
"Get in my brother's way, look for death, I don't know who we are?!" Gottie's unconscious youngest son, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, rushed up to beat someone.
Bang!
A gunshot rang out.
The people trapped in the hall were terrified.
Old Gottie's youngest son fell down and was shot in the head by a man with a gun.
Yang Chen has an order, whoever resists, it doesn't matter if he kills, the eldest son of Old Goti was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know what to do.