Outside the San Diego Grand Hotel, Kevin* St. Peter looked at this qiē dumbfounded, only half an hour had passed since the turmoil here, and he received the news almost immediately while waiting for news in the hanging garden, but it only took him dozens of minutes to rush over from that side, only a few dozen minutes, the gate of the original magnificent San Diego Hotel had been completely smashed, the entire metal frame had collapsed, and there were several cold corpses at the gate, including Troth's.

And the original beautiful and exquisite Plaza de San Diego has also become a purgatory on earth, especially the golden carriage statue in the middle, which has been riddled with holes at this time, and around this statue, there are scarred corpses lying all over the body, blood stains the whole square, and some people are moaning in the corner, looking at their miserable appearance, if they do not receive immediate treatment, it is only a matter of time before they die.

Among these corpses, there are policemen, gang members, and ordinary citizens, but they can't find a body of the bikers that the people below say, the group of bikers who came and went without a trace, but it took less than ten minutes to completely disintegrate the thousands of thugs that Tros had finally gathered, and the number of deaths on the scene has exceeded a thousand.

Those people were not Tross henchmen in the first place, they were just a rabble that had been condensed in a short period of time, and when he thought that he was planning to use these people to catch Ye Xiao off guard, and take advantage of the fact that the members of Tianyaomen had not yet fully gathered in San Francisco, they would completely break it, who would have thought that on the day of their action, they would suffer such a terrorist attack?

Do you still want to use guò to lure out all the elites of Tianyaomen?

Do you expect the military to wipe it out in one fell swoop?

But now, the army has come, but it has come to clean up the scene, and after killing and wounding more than hundreds of policemen, this is no longer an ordinary criminal case, but a riot, yes, this is a riot.

Looking at those soldiers with solemn expressions, Kevin knew that the force that Tros had spent more than a month building was finished, even if he had already planned to be an outcast, but this outcast did not play any role, he knew that he once again underestimated Ye Xiao, and underestimated the guy who gave the Holy See and the Dark Council a headache.

As soon as he saw Troth's fate, Kevin immediately dialed Kamisi's phone, now, Tianyaomen's strength continues to enter country M, Tros is dead, Kamisi's power is the only one that can deal with Tianyaomen's bright strength, Kamisi can't happen again.

Otherwise, he can only find a chance to fight against Ye Xiao at the peak, although he has a full grasp of the strength around him, but he can use these abandoned sons to consume Ye Xiao's strength, why not?

Even if you don't use this chess piece in the end, you will need to find a spokesperson in the underground forces in the future, originally the gambling king Hopefield was his best choice, but the old guy couldn't control his daughter, and now it's not bad to find him trouble, how can he be his spokesperson in the underground world, now that Tros is dead, Kamisi is the best candidate, don't let him die again.

For the first time, Kevin was so worried about a man who had nothing to do with him.

"Hey, Master Kevin?" The phone was quickly connected, and Kevin's voice also came from the other end of the phone, as soon as he heard such a voice, Kevin's heart that had been hanging was relaxed, fortunately, fortunately, they did not attack Kevin in Los Angeles, otherwise their efforts for more than a month would have been wasted.

"Tros is dead, a qiē operation is canceled, be careful!" Kevin said to Kamisi on the other end of the phone.

Kamisi was stunned for a moment, not expecting that this young man, who never had to look at himself squarely, but even Madame Gu Laulan, who respected him very much, would care about him, and there was a burst of joy at the moment.

"Thank you Young Master Kevin for your concern, I'll pay attention!" "Kamisi is really excited, Tros is dead, that guy is finally dead, no wonder Young Master Kevin will personally call to care about himself, if he could have made a choice between himself and Tros before, then he is now only left with himself, no matter what the purpose, as long as he wants to control the underground forces, he must rely on himself, and after figuring it out here, Kamisi is not only not a little sad, but full of joy.

Especially thinking of the two chicks that his subordinates captured today, there was a burst of evil fire in his lower abdomen, and he had been in the Blue Mountain Prison since he was eighteen years old, when had he ever seen such a beautiful woman?

Gray eyes, golden hair, white skin, and full of peaks, plus a little 'Lori' full of curves, damn, it seems that my luck is better every day?

Is there really too much good news today?

Hanging up Kevin's phone, Kamisi gave a few words to some of his henchmen, and then swaggered towards the property he had purchased in Los Angeles.

Isn't that idiot, that nouveau riche, just out of prison? As if he didn't know how to converge at all, he opened a room directly at the San Diego Hotel and played with celebrities, and that idiot didn't understand the true meaning of the black society, why is the black society called the black society, this is the dark society, and this needs to be low-key?

I really don't understand why Madame Gouroran chose him as her spokesperson?

Thinking of this, Kamisi had already pushed open the door of the villa and walked directly upstairs, which was guarded by his people inside and out, and without his orders, even a mouse would not want to get in.

Kamisi has lived in Blue Mountain Prison for fifteen years, it can be said that almost half of his life has been in prison, and now that he is finally able to get out, he is concerned about his life?

It's not like Tross's stupidity, stupidly taking a few people to live in a crowded place like the San Diego Grand Hotel.

If you want to play with women, where can you have fun in your own home?

Those female celebrities who don't know how many times they have been caoed by those rich people, where are the stunning looks they found on the street?

For the first time, Kamisi, who didn't have to gather people to go to San Francisco, felt that God and his old man were so good, and in the midst of a prayer to praise God, Kamisi pushed open the huge luxurious room, and saw that the two women he had captured were being tied up on a huge soft bed, and looking at the two pale faces, Kamisi had a smile on his face.

Sharna was tied, and Ah Wu was also tied, at least on the surface, as Kamisi walked over step by step, Sharna's face showed a look of horror, but Ah Wu was at a loss, she really didn't understand, why Sister Sharna and herself obviously had the strength to kill this guy easily, and they still had to let him tie him up? But thinking that this was arranged by Ye Xiao, Ah Wu still obediently chose to obey, Ye Xiao, that terrifying man, that powerful man, is the god in her mind, and it is all she has.

Don't say that doing this little thing for Ye Xiao, even if it is for him to die, Ah Wu will not frown.

Looking at the annoying man who came step by step, Ah Wu's right hand already had an extra blade, which was to prevent the other party from hiding in his mouth when he searched his body, and when they were away, she had already spit it out, and with a slight stroke, the nylon rope that bound him was cut instantly, and at this time, Kamisi's body happened to walk to the side of the bed......