Chapter 13: Hell?
Earlier-in-the-day [Let's learn English: Earlier in the day. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info|Pattern Word Count】
Finally had a "dinner" without preconditions, but Levy was uncomfortable, not only the collar with a strong sense of presence around her neck, but also the gaze from Chu Man, he was staring at her face throughout the meal, and that look was exactly the same as when he was pondering those gun accessories......
After finishing eating with difficulty, Chu Man, who had been keeping an eerie silence, finally spoke: "Okay, we have to make some preparations, we are going to a carnival party." ”
"Party?" Levi, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, instinctively asked, although it was only a short time together, she didn't believe that this pervert would be a social person, especially with her "kidnapped" appearance.
Chu Man walked in front and affirmed without looking back: "That's right, this is a grand party related to your food and education in the next two months." ”
The question mark on Levy's head was even bigger, what was her business, food, education, but she hadn't been able to soak in this confused wonder for long—
Under the bright light, the man facing her in the backlight covered his neck, and then, little by little, little by little, tore off his face!
WTF!!!
Levy was stunned to see the torn off face, and the place it was originally covered was a yellow face as "alien" as her.
"Isn't that weird? It's just a normal disguise trick. Chu Man shook the props that had been discarded in his hand, just to cover up his appearance and make up, but to avoid attracting attention, he still had to use props to blend into the white crowd of most people, "Come here, you have to deal with it too." ”
......
Half an hour later, a pair of Mexican "father and son" in the casual style of toad mirrors appeared on the streets of New York.
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This is hell.
Yes, this is hell on earth.
Benjamin arched his left leg and took Jason's knee to his lower body, endured a punch in the ribs, and forced Jason back with a free right hand, a wretched roll to get out of the disadvantage.
"Whew, snort......" Heavy breathing, while inhaling oxygen, tobacco, marijuana, bad breath, and body odor mixed and fermented in the dull space to form a peculiar smell also poured into the lungs, but what was more disgusting than this taste was the eyes of those people.
Before he could stand firm, another straight punch came to the face, 'Good opportunity!' Benjamin took advantage of the situation, bowed his waist, bent his legs, and exerted his strength - he hit the bear with the second punch, crashed into Jason's arms, turned sideways, elbowed!
Benjamin, who was swollen in one eye and nearly blinded, but the other was still intact, glanced out of the arena at the demons in human skin, cheering for his pain and bloodshed, and looking forward to his death.
But he himself had already detached himself from the human form, Benjamin raised his foot, turned around, and swung out—a leg that concentrated all his strength and whipped Jason on the calf, the calf bone snapped in response, and Sensen's white bone pierced the muscle skin, and the plasma burst out—
"Ah!!h
The cheers of the human skin demons climaxed again, although some of them bought Benjamin and lost and cursed viciously, and also cursed the fallen Jason, "Kill him, kill him......"
'The Virgin Mary is on ......' Benjamin lifted his legs, stepped on them, lifted them again, stepped on them again, and Jason's head gradually lost its form under his legs, and finally even his eyeballs burst out, and exploded into meat sauce under his feet, bloody and cruel.
It's not that Benjamin likes it, but they like it, and only if they do, he can get more money, enough for him to have the courage to propose to her, and maybe after this time, he can take her back to Montana to settle down.
“...... Benjamin wins!" the referee stood up and loudly announced the result after determining Jason's death.
Those who bought Benjamin's victory stood up and raised their hands with Benjamin and chanted, they would all be rewarded handsomely, just—
A black jar flew out of the crowd, cut a high arc, and landed in the ring!
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In the high-seat compartment, the lively atmosphere is isolated from the thin glass baffle, and a "big business" is underway.
"Four hundred and fifty thousand, all here. Flossy motioned for the two men to put down the handbag and push it in front of John Gottty, the reason for being so relieved to pay the money first was not friendship and trust, but the AK he and his men carried, and Kalashnikov was their strongest guarantee.
As in every corny underworld movie, two of John Gottie's men handed over their briefcases: opened them and pushed them in front of Flosky.
The Russian attendant took out a knife, plunged it into one of the pouches at random, dipped out a little white crystal powder, put it under his nostrils and inhaled deeply: "Hiss...... It is a good color. ”
On the other side, John Gottie's men also randomly took out a few bundles of banknotes from two handbags, and after carefully proofreading them, they nodded affirmatively.
If there is a bottle of champagne or red wine at this time, John Gauty, who represents the Gambino family of the New York mafia, and Flossie, who represents the Russian gangster, should meet for a glass as a gesture of friendship, it would be the most suitable for the classic movie shot, but-
“BOOM......”
The partition glass cracked in response, and then fell rapidly under gravity, and a white hazy dust mist slowly poured in.
"Ho... Yes, poison—"
John Gotttie, Flossie, and the rest of their men quickly moved away from the window, pulled up their clothes to cover their mouths and noses, and within ten seconds, their men fell to the ground in despair with their throats clutched, and the horror of their convulsions was the best warning.
"Let's go!" After glancing at each other and understanding that it wasn't each other's doing, they both wisely chose to retreat, and the deal was done anyway.
Da Bang, Da Bang......
As soon as they opened the soundproof door, before they could take a safe breath, the four of them heard obvious footsteps, calm and loud, and then-"Bang!"
Holy-shit!
The gunfire was not far away, and Flossy even heard the type of bullet from the gunshot: "Shotgun!"
"Bang, bang!" Two more gunshots rang out, and the position and footsteps were getting closer and closer, and John Gotti had already imagined a gunman killing from compartment to compartment.
Kalashnikov and Colt bolts rang together, and after a short negotiation compromise, Kalashnikov came out through the crack in the door - "click-click......"
At the same time as the AK gunfire rang out, John Gotti and his men rushed out first, and Flossie followed, but the tense nerves and the fingers that pulled the trigger did not see the opponent, and the aisle was empty!
Thirty rounds of 7.62 rounds quickly emptied, and while the crisp AK was still echoing, a completely different gunfire rang out immediately - "Bah!"
Along with the gunshot, there was the sound of some kind of juicy object exploding, the sound of Flosky's head exploding, literally exploding—the kind with fire.
“FACK!”
John Gotti pulled the trigger, and his men followed suit, firing bullets frantically at the door of the compartment five meters away, and the wooden door opened one big hole after another under the bullets of four or five calibers, and exploded sawdust, but it did not hit any human tissue.
"Bah!" Coming back from the boss's death, Ivan, who had just finished reloading, collapsed before he could pull the bolt of the gun, carrying only a small half of his head.
Startled, John Gotti made the last mistake of his life: after missing the last bullet, he turned and fled.
"It's a pity, I thought the mafia would be any different. ”
The masked man stepped out of the cubicle and fired a shot at random, and the distance of several meters allowed the power of the shotgun to be fully exerted - John Gottty's men instantly exploded into a piece of rotten flesh between their chests and abdomen, and the powerful kinetic energy even pushed them flying.
The muzzle of the gun in the other hand was raised......
John Gotti angrily turned his head and aimed at ......
Gunshots!