The fierceness of the fierce poison vine can no longer be described as ferocious.

This is a walking biological weapon, but if you touch it, you will be poisoned and die with a green face.

Luckily, these ninjas in red are very eco-friendly, although I don't know what fabric their clothes are made of? When a person dies, his clothes turn to ashes.

But Alvin likes it very much, otherwise a pile of green corpses is piled up on the street, and what will Lao Cheng do tomorrow morning to do breakfast business?

Probably the sleeping neighbor who was awakened by Frank's gunshot, as a resident of Hell's Kitchen, everyone's reaction was calm, and the windows on the exterior wall of the apartment building opposite were all crackling shut.

It's been a long time since anyone came here looking for trouble, unlike other neighborhoods, where there were shootouts at two ends in three days. Some of the residents here sometimes even feel a little nostalgic for that exciting life.

For example, Old Kent, this old stolen goods dealer, is indeed fierce. He opened the window and howled with expletives, pointed a pistol at the street, fired a few random shots, and threw a few grenades into the road.

Steve looked at the somewhat chaotic street in front of him with some surprise. A little hard to believe, is this still fucking America?

The kind old man who was still chatting and bragging together today was woken up and actually fought back with a grenade?

Steve couldn't help but ask Frank, "What the hell is going on?" What the hell is wrong with the people here? ”

Frank glanced back at Steve and said, "The people here are defending their own rights and interests, and helping Alvin is the best way to protect their rights!" ”

Frank turned around and shot another cartridge into the street. Several red-clothed ninjas were forced to jump up, brandishing katana swords like madmen, and scythe-like weapons with unknown names rushing towards the door of the restaurant.

Alvin looked at the way they charged wildly, and knew that the IQ of these things might not be too high, so he relied on a person who was not afraid of death to find someone desperately.

Holding the old gun, he took a careful aim, and fired a shot towards the crowded place, which missed the heroic red-clothed ninja, but the power of the explosion still blew a few away. Looking at their lack of arms and legs, it is estimated that they will turn to ashes in a while.

Steve was standing by the window, the battle in front of him feeling a little unreal. He hesitated a few times with the gun and didn't shoot, he really didn't figure out what the hell was going on!

It wasn't until a cross-shaped dart made a hole in Steve's face that he realized that he had become the target of the other party!

The first moment that this veteran of a hundred battles was injured was to fight back, and the HK416 in his hand was finally fired.

A few red-clothed ninjas who were jumping up and dodging the attack of the Poison Flower Vine and attacking Steve with their darts were beaten to ashes by Steve in the sky.

Frank gave Steve a thumbs up and said, "It seems that you really don't brag, your marksmanship is good!" ”

Steve changed his magazine, threw a shuttle into the street wildly, and said proudly: "I was still fighting with thousands of people in Germany last month, this kind of small scene is really not enough to see!"

Why don't they use guns? ”

Frank looked up at the ceiling and said, "Maybe they don't think they need it!" With that, Frank fired a few shots at the ceiling, and the two red-clothed ninjas fell from the ceiling.

Steve looked at the red-clothed ninja who had turned into ashes and sprinkled the floor with some surprise, looked at Frank's back and frowned, raised his hand and fired a shot.

With a "bang", the bullet grazed Frank's ear, and two steps behind him, a red-clad ninja pressed against the wall was beaten to ashes.

Frank just wanted to say thank you! I saw Steve pick up his rifle and slam the butt against the wall behind him.

An eerie bulge appeared on the wall, the spot that was clearly the head, smashed into flying ash by Steve's rifle butt.

Frank likes to work with a skilled player like Steve, especially since Steve is a very good one. Working with this kind of person is very enjoyable, which increases his killing efficiency by at least 10 percent.

Alvin looked at the red-clothed ninja on the road in front of him easily. In the room behind him, a blood-red vine twisted and twisted into ashes for a few red-clothed ninjas who had somehow slipped in.

Thor and Dom were guarding the back door of the restaurant, and from the muffled screams that came from time to time, it seemed that the red-clothed ninjas were not asking for any advantage there.

"Rome" and "Athens", running and jumping happily in the streets, tore the red-clothed ninjas they saw to shreds.

Alvin patted the old gun in his hand, a little regretful! Sora had a weapon of this great power, and as a result, he fired a shot and missed it.

Alvin decided to find some time to practice his marksmanship in the future. Otherwise, when it's time to use it, it's not good to catch it blind.

After all, the enemies you may encounter in the future should be more powerful, and it's not the same as before, it's just a gangster rush mode.

And it was really embarrassing to miss after aiming for a long time!

A battle that was supposed to be tragic ended in a somewhat comical atmosphere. On Alvin's side, only Steve had his face grazed by a dart. The Hand suffered so much loss did not even leave a single body behind.

Little has changed in the streets, except for the crater that Alvin shot out.

Alvin scattered the crows and watched the nearby streets, looking for any fish that had slipped through the net.

The two ghost wolves of "Athens" and "Rome" are sprinting back and forth on the hundreds of meters long streets with great interest, hoping to pop out a few red-clothed ninjas so that they can enjoy the fun of fighting.

In the past year, they have become mascots on their daily street patrols, and familiar guys always want to be close to them. Some even brought beautiful to them!

This has greatly hurt the self-esteem of the ghost wolves who exist as druids' combat partners!

It's rare to have a more interesting battle, and they really don't want to end it too soon!

All the way to the tall JJ and the ghost wolf "Sparta", one carrying one and the other holding the other. Appearing from the end of the street is the real end of the battle!

Alvin waved at JJ with some joy and motioned for the captives to be taken to Frank's house.

I closed the attic window and happily went downstairs to take a look at Frank's house. I'm afraid that I can't wash it clean because there is too much blood in my house, and there are children here, right?

When he walked to the door of his room, Alvin knocked on the door, and when Jessica opened the door, she rushed out and gave Alvin a big hug.

Alvin looked at this girl, her little head was stuck in her chest, and her calves were happily cocked back, how could she look a little worried. I mean, how could a girl from Hell's Kitchen be so vulnerable?

Small, you want to take advantage of me, right?

Alvin, who was proud, pushed Jessica away violently, rushed forward a few steps, and caught Ginny who was sprinting from the bed and jumping this way.

A small sweet bomb exploded in Alvin's arms, and the little girl angrily pulled Alvin's nose, meaning, why don't you take me with you when you go to fight?

Alvin put his forehead against Ginny's little head, rubbed it, and kissed Ginny's little face again.

The little girl immediately forgave her father with a smile, and a gentle pinch on her father's nose was a punishment!

Kid Nick leaned up excitedly, waved his fist and said, "Alvin, man, you guys are amazing!" Well done!

Are you going to torture the captives? Can you show me there? ”

Unreasonable demands from bear children must be severely refused. Alvin grabbed Nick by the collar with one hand and threw him on the bed, making a very mafia gesture to cut his throat.

Nick immediately covered his face with the quilt in disappointment and shouted, "I want to beat them up too!" ”