The death of the poor woman bought more than thirty minutes for the evacuation of more than 100 people in the Bloon neighborhood. And in these more than 30 minutes, more than 400 gangsters of all kinds gathered at the intersection of this street. These people were all armed with guns and weapons, and their faces were vicious.

If Zhou Qingfeng shot to save the woman when she was suffering, he might be able to save the other party, but the next four hundred or so gangsters were afraid that they would rush towards him. With so many people rushing up, he couldn't bear it with his ability, and he definitely wanted to escape. At that time, there are more than 100 people in the Bloon neighborhood, and I am afraid that not one of them will survive.

"I hate myself sometimes." Caterina and Zhou Qingfeng squatted together, both of them wearing rag camouflage suits, which looked like a puff of thatch on the wall. For half an hour, she stared at the more than 300 Zhetas bandits opposite.

"Don't talk nonsense, those bastards are already here." Zhou Qingfeng looked back at Chavez, and the old black man was waving at him, signaling that the moving work was finally over under the huge pressure of survival. "You go drive, I'll delay for another ten minutes."

"I'll stall for time, you go drive." Caterina was about to snatch the task, and she saw the crowd of gangsters that were scattering, and she also saw the woman who had been surrounded by the crowd, or rather, ......, the remains of the woman.

Mexican gangsters have always been known for their ruthlessness, and they like to do all kinds of things that cut off their stomachs and cut off their brains and bury them alive. When there were police, these aggressive and violent maniacs were a little more restrained, but now the police in the United States are completely gone, and these guys have brought their Mexican hometown to the United States.

The moment the crowd dispersed, even Zhou Qingfeng slowly lowered his head. He witnessed the whole process of a living woman, a poor woman, being brutally killed from beginning to end. And now the woman had become a dismembered body on the ground, and the ground was bloody.

"It's a ceremony for new members of the Mexican gang, and they always let the newbies do this kind of dehumanizing thing." Caterina was already frosty.

"Enough, don't say any more." Zhou Qingfeng lowered his head, and a suppressed and hoarse roar came out of his throat, "I also hate why I didn't save people." I'm not a murderous person, I'm not cold by nature, and I don't need you to remind me how damn these thugs are. But now you go and drive, and I'll stop them. ”

Because of anger, the expression on Zhou Qingfeng's face was a little distorted, and Caterina glanced at him and said, "I'm waiting for you in the Chinese barricade area, and you must come back in ten minutes." ”

The members of this group of Zhetas gangs used the building near this street entrance as a base, and after torturing and killing a woman passing by, these beasts began to disperse, and more than fifty people walked in the direction of Zhou Qingfeng.

Listening to the sound of these brutes laughing all the way, you know that they love the world in front of them that can be burned and looted at will. These people don't care about construction, they just destroy it, and they move to the next place when they spoil one place.

Every building along the street is occupied by a few or a dozen gangsters. Judging from the current situation, Zhou Qingfeng and Caterina are tantamount to inadvertently invading the expanding Bulon neighborhood of the Zhetas gang. The other party has not yet fully controlled this place, but it has already caused a lot of harm here.

The bandits diverged one after another, and more than a dozen of them came towards the five-story building where the hostages had been held. Led by a gangster with a tattoo of the letter 'Z' on his forehead, he laughs and chats casually in Spanish with the minions around him about the woman who has just been killed.

At that moment, more than 100 people in the Bloom neighborhood began to evacuate, and the rumble of vehicles starting up seemed a little strange in the quiet neighborhood - due to the recent road blockage, there was no sound of vehicles moving in the whole of Manhattan.

"What's going on?"

"Come and see a few people."

"You guys go tell the others to help, I think something is wrong."

As soon as the Z-shaped big man waved his hand, the team of more than a dozen people under him was divided into two parts. The group ran in the direction where Caterina and the others had evacuated, and three others walked back to call out to the other companions.

"Katarina, there are twelve people going in your direction, and I will pack up three tails before I can help you." Zhou Qingfeng reported on the radio.

Caterina responded, "Understood. Remember, evacuate in ten minutes. ”

Three members of the Zhetas gang ran under the building where Zhou Qingfeng was, shouting loudly, trying to call the other partners out. Mobile phone communication has been completely finished, and radio walkie-talkies are not too common. Now the communication is back to the point of basic roar.

Zhou Qingfeng climbed down from the roof of the building lightly, and he hung his body on the windowsill and eaves purely by the strength of his hands, landing quickly and silently. He would not have had time to silence his pistol, and would instead lunge straight at the target in front of him.

Of the three targets, the last guy was carrying an old M16A2 rifle on his back, and he was closely following his companion in front of him, but he was not so hard at shouting, which was a bit indiscriminate.

Zhou Qingfeng rushed forward with a cold face, like a hungry tiger pounced, and slammed the neck of the third person with one punch, and the crisp sound of bone breaking was particularly clear. The first two people were still stupidly running forward, and the second person turned around when he heard a little sound, but what he saw was a heavy punch magnified in front of him.

The two were attacked, and the bandit in front of him finally sensed that something was wrong. He quickly drew the holster from his waist, turned around and was about to fire. A swish saber sank into his forehead and killed him.

Kill three people, silently.

Zhou Qingfeng quickly gathered the body and picked up the guns and ammunition. He said over the radio: "I'm done, I'll be back as soon as I set it up." ”

Caterina replied, "These bastards have spotted the convoy we're evacuating. They seem to be waiting for reinforcements, trying to contain us. ”

"Then let them wait slowly." Zhou Qingfeng found a few abandoned vehicles on the side of the road, poked the fuel tank with a saber to let the gasoline flow out, and after the gasoline flowed to the ground, he set it on fire from a distance.

The sound of gasoline deflagration sounded, and the entire street was blocked by the wall of fire for a while, and the sound of the explosion was naturally noticed by the nearby Zhetas gang. It's just that no one reported it, and the gang members didn't know what was going on?

Zhou Qingfeng ran several nearby streets in a row, and set the vehicles on the streets on fire to create a wall of fire obstacles. During the whole process, someone spotted him and opened fierce fire on him, and the bullets whizzed into the house on the side of the road. But the flames were ignited, and the people of the Zhetas gang didn't want to come over in a short time.