Smoke grenades were dropped in the chamber after explosions and thick smoke.

Bullets began to wreak havoc on the hustle and bustle of the dance floor.

Metal warheads are like countless killer bees, piercing walls, ceilings, chandeliers, and human flesh and blood.

Quinn's bodyguards were competent, pushing down the couch, pulling out their pistols, firing back, and keeping the "son of the devil" behind cover.

But he didn't intend to give these people any chance, just as he didn't give anyone else there a chance.

The call girls who lay in pools of blood may have nothing to do with the whole incident, but the cold guns and flying bullets during the exchange of fire between the two sides do not think so.

"I'm sorry, but it's an ugly revenge."

He drew a cross in his heart, even though he did not believe in the Lord.

When his beloved daughter was abandoned after being abused by the mobs, he had no faith.

If there is still a trace of faith in his heart, I am afraid it is only the four words "blood debt and blood repayment".

This is a calculated and unintentional firefight, even if Quinn has a group of loyal bodyguards, but in the face of bullets, they do not have a shell that is inferior to a knife and gun, and it didn't take long for them to be beaten into a pile of rotten meat.

"No...... Don't kill me. ”

Quinn was like a, scared and her legs went limp.

He didn't want to talk nonsense with this guy, just an indifferent headshot.

Killing you is just the beginning, and the game doesn't officially start yet.

……

Hurry up, hurry up!

The drug dealers on the lower floors, who heard the gunshots, rushed up one after another, and the elevator was useless, and the only elevator was stuffed with a bomb and completely blown up.

Only rushed to the roof from the safe passage, the door was blocked by heavy objects, and it could not be pushed open for a long time.

Eventually, someone took a fire axe and split the door open.

However, as soon as they opened the door to the twelfth floor, an explosion erupted.

There weren't many people killed, but as soon as they rushed in, someone found that the billowing smoke was coming, and a raging fire came out of the twelfth floor, engulfing the walls and ceilings in a blink of an eye.

As for himself, he had already moved to the roof of the building, and used the escape descent device he carried to descend from the roof in one go.

Tong!

He landed on top of a car.

"Stop!"

Someone in the building rushed out, shouting curses in his direction and raising their guns.

He quickly jumped down, dodged the shots from behind him, and rushed to his own modified car on the other side.

Luckily, the group was too slow.

He climbs into this modified bulletproof off-road vehicle and is fully prepared to participate in the bloody off-road race of zombie slaughter.

The car was equipped with a triangular shovel on the front, armoured window guards, roof attack gates, crutch blades on all four wheels, and all-terrain off-road tires.

Just looking at the shape of this modified car is extremely terrifying, and it is the first time he has driven this thing.

“1、2、3……”

He let out a low roar, stepped on the accelerator, and drove towards the drug dealer who was catching up.

The bullet struck the bulletproof glass, causing a cobweb-like crack in the front window, but it didn't stop the car from moving straight, and the triangular shovel at the front of the car flew the first man and ran over the other, and he made a slight bend and the blade of his foot slid through a man's thigh at high speed, bringing down a large chunk of flesh.

In an instant, dozens of people in front of the building collapsed.

Without much thought, he turned around and drove up again.

Bang bang!

Click!

The wheels, shovel heads, and crutch blades completed a new round of ravage, leaving behind broken bones, bloodstains, and dead bodies.

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At the same time, news broke that the stronghold of the "Hahn" organization had been smashed and that his son had been killed.

"Morrow, my men were killed, and so was my son Quinn."

A tall, thin middle-aged man made a phone call to the police station.

He is "Hahn" himself, and he is also the leader of one of the most powerful drug dealers in the city.

"I'm going to give you three hours, and after three hours, bring him to me, and I'm going to skin him...... Don't talk nonsense, I give you, the mayor, and those pigs in the city hall tens of millions of dollars every year, just to ensure the safety of my business, and what did you do, even if someone took off my hometown, you don't know anything, it's really a bunch of rice buckets. ”

After the call, he smashed the phone to the ground and stepped on it to vent his anger.

"Boss ......"

A man with a scarred face walked in.

"We have a little clue, and we have a rough idea of who the other party is."

Hahn continued: "What is the specific?" ”

"From the weapons used by the other side, you must know that all the arms dealers in this city are connected to us......

Scarface is one of Hahn's right and left hands, and he is also the most powerful thug in Hahn's organization, through the financial resources of Hahn's drug trafficking organization, he has amassed a group of outlaws, all armed from head to toe with the best weapons available, from head to toe.

With this group of outlaws who dare to fight, Hahn has grown from a small group with little name to the current momentum.

Money and violence are always inextricably linked, and Hahn and his men are able to call the wind and rain in this small city, naturally because they have control over money and violence.

"Investigate all the arms dealers, I want to find out this man......"

Drip, drip!

The screen was torn and the phone rang, and Scarface picked it up and handed it to Hahn, who was full of displeasure.

"It's the police chief who called......"

Scar also knows this number.

"Hey! It's me, what...... The police station blew up. ”

Hahn took the phone, his brow furrowed, and after a while, he put it down, but his face was watery.

"Scar, this group of rice buckets is unreliable, this time, we have to do it ourselves."

Hahn thought for a moment, then muttered: "Send a message to the garbage in the city, whoever can find this guy and bring it to me after breaking his leg, I will give him five million dollars." ”

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Pulling the car to a hidden spot, he abandoned the car and fled, and instead came to the front of the police station.

He parked a car nearby with a bomb in it, he took out a remote control, used the remote control, and drove the car with the bomb into the police station.

Bang!

A fireball emerged from the police station, and a frightened cry could be heard from the billowing smoke.

There are too many spies in the police, and in order to buy more time, he must make the police take care of themselves, and this bomb will leave them with no time to deal with this side of the matter.

He would never allow the police to sabotage his revenge.