Hearing this name, even if you are prepared, you can't help but frown, Wilson Cretas, the godfather of the Italian mafia, took over the mafia in 85, and swept away the opposition in Sicily and Corsica with his thunderous means to make the families subservient to Europe and the United States and achieve the name of the godfather, in 97 the mafia tends to be stable, Wilson gradually fades out of public view, but the status of the godfather of the mafia is unshakable.

I don't want to be the enemy of this world-famous figure unless I have to, but the vendetta of the wolf and the assassination of me tonight are forcing me to do something, revenge, and my mind is full of these two words, since the mafia has declared war on Caesar, it is impossible to die well.

In our eyes, whether it is a godfather or a king, it is just a code name, and a bullet will die if it passes through the head, he is just like the generals of the year, a generation of heroes, even one level higher than the generals, and I don't want to be an enemy of him not because the mafia is huge, but because such a person who stands at the top of the world is worthy of respect.

It's a pity that this time it's a dead knot that can't be untied, Caesar and the mafia will have a fight, this gang leader who has been in power for 20 years will definitely disdain to make peace with mercenaries, and we are warriors who only like to talk with their fists, rather than standing on the podium like a lawyer to appeal to the judge.

One disdains to explain, the other disdains to listen, so this battle is inevitable.

After getting the bald man's answer, I twisted his neck as fast as I could, no matter how much grievance the person who wanted to kill me, there was no chance of survival, and the British Prime Minister Winston Churchill once said, "A prisoner of war is the one who fails to kill you and then begs you not to kill him." "I have always thought this is ridiculous, I don't know if I am laughing at the prisoners of war or the soldiers who captured them, anyway, there is never the word prisoner of war in our eyes, only living people and corpses, the so-called Geneva Conventions do not have much effect in a dirty war, maybe it can bind some government soldiers, but for mercenaries it is just a piece of waste paper and a fart.

I leaned against the wall, looking at the corpses all over the floor, and the ground red with blood and almost nowhere to stay, my eyes became colder and colder, and the thoughts of revenge burned in my heart like a flood of water.

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, since God let me escape tonight, then some people will have to pay for it, I turned my head and glanced at the iron door of the cell, it was time to get out of here,

Half an hour later, there was a sound of footsteps outside the iron gate, and two prison guards appeared at the door, looking inside through the small window on the iron door, and the two were stunned when they saw the scene in front of them, and then the stomach turned over for a while, and the nausea feeling went straight to the throat, and the two covered their mouths and turned around and ran, just ran a few steps and squatted in the corner of the wall and vomited, which was called a world turned upside down, and even the intestines were about to vomit.

This kind of bloody and cruel scene has never been seen by the two little prison guards, and the most they usually do is beat someone and see some blood, but it is strange to suddenly see this kind of scene where only half of the head is left.

Seeing them appear, I had a plan, reached out and wiped some blood on my face next to the corpse of the golden killer, and then lay down next to the bald head, put his hand on his neck, and made it look like he was strangled to death.

There was not much time, and after the two prison guards vomited, they brought back four more people, these people wore masks on their faces, because the smell of blood in the cell made people breathless, several people stood at the door and observed for a while, shaking their flashlights inside, and the other prisoners shrank in the corner and lay motionless, all pretending to be dead and no one dared to make a sound.

After taking pictures for a long time, the last few people discussed, and someone took out the key, it seemed that they were going to come in to deal with the scene, and there was such a bloody case in the cell, once it was spread, they would not be able to explain it.

I lay on the ground and pretended to be dead just to trick them into opening the door, as long as the door was opened, I would kill these prison guards and leave the prison, I couldn't stay here, this time I got away with it, maybe someone would come in with a gun next time, and these prison guards were unreliable, I don't know when they would do it to me.

Escaping from prison is easy for me, such a small detention center can't hold me at all, even if I don't have a key, I can kick this broken iron door open, if it weren't for the safe transfer of the wolf, I would have been gone.

I lay on the ground and waited for a while, but I didn't hear the sound of the door opening, just when I was wondering, there were a few muffled noises at the door, and then the sound of the corpse falling to the ground, I was shocked, could it be that the mafia sent a second group of people so soon?

I secretly opened my eyes and glanced at the door, only to see a goddess dressed in black standing at the door and looking in, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, if it is really the second killer of the mafia, it is difficult to get out alive in my current state.

I got up from the ground and waved at her to open the door, and the goddess took the key she had snatched from the guards to open the door, not caring about the hellish sight inside, and only asked, "Are you hurt?" ”

"It's okay, let's go!" I said lightly, raised my feet and walked out of the prison door, and when I went outside, I saw that it was not only the goddess herself, but also the ninja who had followed, and those prison guards were all put down by him.

"Killed?" I asked.

"I'm faint!" The ninja shook his head and said.

I nodded, this is the best, after all, they are all police, killing them will be a steady stream of trouble, not to the point of life crisis, we are not willing to do anything with the police.

"Are you alright? It doesn't look good. "The ninja frowned and asked when he saw that I was covered in blood and had escaped from a demon who had come out of hell.

"It's okay, it's all the enemy's, let's go, their support will be there soon." I nodded at the two of them, turned and walked towards the gate, this place is not a good place to stay for long, escaping is a capital crime, and when the police with loaded guns arrive, they will shoot us on the spot.

The goddess walked in front with two guns in her hand, and just arrived at the door, two patrol police officers walked over, and the goddess raised her hand and shot her head directly with two shots, but the goddess used a rubber bullet non-lethal weapon, and the two prison guards were hit the head and fainted temporarily, but there was no danger to life.

Coming out of the detention center, directly kicked open the door of the office area in front, the goddess had two guns in her hand like long eyes, walking and passing, the footsteps did not stop, as long as someone showed their heads was a shot, the three of us swaggered through the office area of the detention center, there were eight police officers along the way, and two staff members on duty were knocked down by the goddess.

When we reached the gate, there were more than a dozen people inside, this is not a regular prison, just a police detention center, there is no barbed wire grid outside, there are no searchlights, snipers, light machine guns and other prison security measures, so we did not have any effort, and walked out of the gate easily.

Coming out of the building, we slipped out of the police station in the night, and just arrived at the door, a black car rushed to the front, and then stopped on the side of the road with one brake, and the tires rubbed against the ground violently with a screeching sound, and we rushed to the front and pulled the car door and got in.

The monkey driving the car kicked the accelerator, and the car rushed onto the road like a wild horse, leaving a wisp of green smoke behind it, and soon disappeared into the vast night.

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