When the RPG came, Jonas was really taken aback, he knew that Sean was angry, but he didn't expect Sean to play so big anyway, and he started with an RPG.

You know, RPGs are not civilian products, gun stores can't buy this thing, they only have this one in their hands, and there is only one warhead, which Jonas secretly made out as a souvenir when he retired, and as a result, Sean wasted it.

Distressed to distressed, Jonas was not slow to react, the first time Hector was bombarded into the sky, he fell to the ground and rolled into the bottom of the van.

He knew that crossfire would inevitably be strafed after a while, and the bullets on the battlefield didn't have eyes, and he didn't want to be killed by the reflected stray bullets.

The Serramanga family is worthy of being able to stand in Newark for many years, even if they came up and were killed by Sean's RPG, the remaining few who were still alive did not lose the courage to resist, and immediately pulled out the guy from the car and began to fight back.

Submachine guns, pistols, although there were only four people left, they still gritted their teeth and fought back.

"Da Da Da" and "Bang Bang Bang" both sides kept firing, and the scene was the same as the battlefield for a while.

"Bill, you suppress them, and I'll take people to outflank them." Sean ran to Bill's side and said a word, and immediately led the two men around the battlefield.

While running, Sean was calculating, the equipment in his hand was still not enough, at least the battlefield communication was not done well, and the walkie-talkie should be prepared in advance!

I didn't take this thing to heart before, but the FM amplitude modulation walkie-talkie of this era is too big, it's an old-fashioned big brother, equipped with a No. 1 battery or a nickel-cadmium battery, and it's dead.

It's not like twenty years from now, just have a headset on your ear.

In this era when there are no mobile phones, the communication problem is too annoying, and after this incident, Sean has decided to get a radio station with walkie-talkie by himself!

During World War II, Motorola's SCR300tm knapsack FM walkie-talkie was the thing that the American GI carried behind in the movie could already achieve a communication distance of 10 miles.

It was even better last time I fought in Grenada.

When I go back, Sean plans to get a 30-80 megabyte HF range medium and short-range walkie-talkie, install it in the car, and the signal can cover half of New Jersey, and you can receive the news as soon as you go out.

Thinking about things in his head, he quickly went around the battlefield for half a circle, and the few remaining remnants of the Seramanga family were also suppressed to the point that they couldn't lift it at all, and when Sean pounced from behind with a submachine gun, the guys were defenseless.

After a strafing shot of "Da Da Da" and "Da Da Da", the last bald heads of Seramanga also fell in a pool of blood.

Watching several people die, Sean exhaled lightly and turned his gaze to the other side, it was a group of people from a gang in Jersey City who had come to see the excitement.

Turning the muzzle of the gun and pointing it over, a group of people suddenly screamed in fright, their hands raised high, and their faces were all terrified.

"We didn't want to go against you, we were also forced, it was the people of Seramaanga who forced us!" The organic spirit people shouted loudly, hoping that the red-eyed butchers would spare them.

"Why didn't you notify me." Sean asked in a cold voice.

A group of people looked at each other, no one expected you to be so fierce, that is the Seramaanga that has suppressed Newark for many years, who would have thought to report to you, wouldn't it be retaliated against by the Seramaanga family.

"You don't just want me to forgive you, there's no reason for that." Sean snorted coldly, "One hundred thousand per family, one cent less, then wait for someone to collect your body." ”

Everyone looked at each other and was very distressed, 100,000, this is not a small amount, damn, how much is the net income in a year!

Quite a few are already ready to bargain.

At this moment, Jonas rolled out from under the car again, looked at the corpses all over the ground and gritted his teeth and scolded: "FK, a group of bitches raised by a group of fucking bitches, and they still fucking want to throw Lao Tzu into the Hudson River!" ”

Sean turned his head to look, where Jonas was standing, his arms were dripping blood, and in an instant, the anger surged into Sean's chest.

Turning around, he pulled the trigger directly, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the crowd and a shuttle of bullets swept past.

Screams, exclamations rang out, and the crowd was instantly chaotic.

No one expected that Sean, who had just made their family pay 100,000, would suddenly shoot and shoot, and Bill and the others were shocked.

A shuttle of bullets missed, Sean put down the muzzle of the gun, and the voice of the slightest emotion sounded, "My brother is injured, this is a lesson for you, I don't care what bullshit reason you have, next time, if there is such a thing, then you better buy the cemetery in advance." ”

"It's still alive, 100,000, take it with you the next time you trade, do you understand!"

"Understood, understood." Those who were still alive and could speak hurriedly said loudly, these guys were really scared this time, and the bargaining thoughts that had just risen were all extinguished.

The gang in front of them is really ferocious, even more ferocious than the Seramaanga family, and their combat effectiveness is not at all the same.

Everyone understands one thing, Newark has changed, and in the future, the mafia boss standing in Newark will be this man named Sean.

Of course, Sean didn't know what they thought, and if he knew, he would definitely be unable to help but curse, godlike mafia, Lao Tzu is a fucking serious businessman.

Serious people!

"Give those guys a treat." In the crowd, two of the people who were shot did not die, they kept moaning, Sean didn't think about sending them to the hospital or anything, and waved his hand to the people around him to order.

Reducing their suffering is the greatest mercy.

"Da Da Da" "Da Da Da"

The world was quiet all at once.

Looking around, these guys are all here to see the excitement, obviously they won't bring money, and they cursed in their hearts, Sean beckoned Bill over and said: "You take someone to the front, if the police come, stop it, don't hurt people, but also let the police understand the meaning." ”

It's too big a fuss here, leaving so many corpses here, and when the media reports it, the police will not be able to explain it, and as long as there are no corpses, the police will have a way to make a big deal small.

Bill nodded and led the people away, Sean looked at the gang again, and said coldly: "Load the corpses into the car and drive them all into the Hudson River, immediately, immediately." ”

Sean ordered, and the group immediately stood up and began to move, quickly and quickly.

"Let's get out too." Sean stretched out his hand to say hello, Jonas and the two were not lightly injured and bleeding, so they had to find a place to heal quickly.

"It's so big here, we can't go to the hospital, the police will find it as soon as possible." On the way back, Jonas said with a pale face.

"I know, I have a way." Sean nodded, how could he have lived in Newark for so many years, and it was not that he had no way at all.

……

I'm sorry, I went out to do some errands, and I came back late.