Gwen is the same as many killers, she has been trained since she was a child, and she has no special man in her life, although she has learned to play with scheming, but if she plays with real character, she is really a little messy.

After all, Gwen is also a strong woman with a proud personality, but she and Russell's tea and fight just now made her completely convinced, so she dared to kneel down and propose step by step.

Otherwise, let alone propose, I'm afraid I would have pulled my ears and forced Russell to marry her!

In the living room, Russell sat on the sofa, and Gwen knelt on one knee holding the ring, looking at him affectionately, for fear that he would refuse, so he kept biting his lower lip.

Her inner workings were seen at a glance by Russell, who knew too well the thoughts of the woman in front of him.

It's nothing more than watching his friend get married, reach a certain age, and don't want to be targeted by some organizations, so he made this decision to find a man to live with.

Gwen asked three times in a row.

Russell thought about it for a moment, then he got up and held out his hand.

It's like receiting, "I do."

Gwen was overjoyed, she didn't expect the man she saw for the first time to agree to her rude and bloody idea, and she didn't ask why.

[In view of the general environment,

This is the ideal type!

She didn't want to find a man with a lot of tongues, let alone someone who was very controlling, after all, the nature of her work did not allow her to have no personal space.

Gwen hurriedly put the ring on Russell's ring finger, grabbed his palm, and kissed it lightly on the back of his hand.

"Thank you."

Russell smiled, "You're welcome, but you just said you were going to give me pocket money and a car, is it really fake?"

"Of course it's true!"

Gwen was stunned for a moment, then straightened her chest and said.

Although she was stunned, she understood why Russell agreed to her marriage proposal, just for money.

It's okay, take what you need.

Russell and Gwen discussed it, and the two decided that a customary marriage would be secure after all.

There are three types of marriage in the United States, which are religious, secular and customary.

A secular marriage is a marriage that is not ceremoniously ceremonious, but is presided over by a magistrate or other person to receive a marriage certificate.

Religious marriage is more traditional, that is, a marriage through a church with a priest in a religious ceremony, which is a common form in the United States.

Customary marriage, on the other hand, is a legal marriage formed by the consent of the husband and wife after the marriage of the man and the woman and the husband and wife live together, and there is no need to obtain a marriage certificate and perform a ceremony.

That's all right, because Russell has no relatives in this world, and Gwen is an orphan...... So there's no need to engage in those useless rituals.

After the two got along for a long time, Gwen felt that her heart was flying six times, it was really Russell who was young, otherwise she wouldn't be able to resist doing this.

For this reason, Gwen specially prepared dinner, and fortunately Gwen's cooking skills were very good, even the Wellington steak was delicious and delicious.

Gwen watched Russell gobble up, and suddenly felt that this cooking skill was not learned in vain, why did she cook vegetables? It was completely a few years ago, when she was doing things alone, she needed to lurk in another restaurant and was forced to learn.

She smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to have such a good appetite."

As soon as the words fell, Russell frowned.

"Think I'm eating too much? That's not going to be eaten."

After saying that, he put down the dishes.

Gwen was stunned, she didn't expect her little man to have such a big temper, which made her a little overwhelmed.

She had no choice but to smile and say, "What's the matter, I just want to tease you, why are you angry?"

"You hate me for eating too much."

"Really no, quick, eat my this, see you eat my food, don't mention how happy I am."

Seeing that Russell still didn't move, Gwen got up and walked up to Russell, sat on his lap, and fed Russell two pieces with a fork

Steak.

"How?"

"Well, yes, it's a hundred times better than my neighbor's wife's cooking!"

"Huh? You've ever been to a neighbor's house for dinner?"

"Yes, just last night, my neighbor happened to go to the supermarket with me to buy food, and when I got back, he had to invite me to his house for dinner, and I tasted a steak made by his wife, and I didn't dare to swallow it, it was so unpalatable!"

"Hahaha...... How can there be such a woman, she can't even cook steak, it's a waste of ingredients!"

"No, I think the steaks they buy are expensive, and it's a shame to waste them."

Gwen smiled and nodded, "Then we are also husband and wife now, what are we going to do next?"

"What are your plans?" Russell asked, putting his arm around her waist.

"I listen to you."

Russell groaned, "Why don't you go to live at my house?"

"Is that okay?"

"Why not, you gave me money and a car, if I don't get a house, won't I be treated as a man?"

「…… What a man, you're my man."

Russell said, "Tonight you pack your things, and tomorrow I'll pick you up."

"Why, can't you go tonight?"

Russell is going to the Menghu Gang tonight, where is the time?

"I'll have to go back and pack up, and besides, you've got a lot of stuff that needs to be packed. It just so happens that tomorrow is also a day off, so we don't have to hire a moving company, and the neighbors have a party in the evening, so we go to eat and drink."

"Eat?"

Gwen blinked, interested.

She has never lived a normal life for so many years, and when she hears that her neighbors are having parties and can eat and drink, her heart is extremely itchy.

Every day is to go to work and rest after work, this boring life is really enough.

Now that she has a man, she has to be 100% passionate and embrace life!

"Okay, I'll pack my clothes now and move tomorrow. Will you stay tonight?"

"I'm going home to clean up too, and you know single men's homes are messy...... I don't usually have time to clean up."

Gwen hurriedly raised her mouth and kissed it, "Don't worry, now that we are husband and wife, I will take care of all the housework in the future, and I will cook a sumptuous delicacy for you, okay?"

"Don't lie to me, I've heard that many women are willing before marriage, and they get worse after marriage......

Gwen laughed, "I'm just getting harder in bed."

After the two agreed, Russell washed up, put on Gwen's new clothes, and left her room.

This new outfit is said to have been bought by Gwen yesterday because she had made up her mind yesterday to find a man to come back......

Walking out of the apartment building, it was already a little dark outside.

It was still early to make an appointment with Iverson of the Wolves, so Russell walked around the city and checked if there was a tracker in the car, and he was afraid that Gwen would prevent the tracker from suddenly coming and catch him off guard.

Why? It's not because there are too many "traces" in Russell's home.

In addition to the destruction of the Black Queen's Defense Company, there are also guns and ammunition in his car.

When he got home, he looked across the street, the lights were on in the Smith couple's house, and Russell saw Jenny in a skin-colored tight top, showing off her proud figure, and was at the door of the room, as if waiting for something.

Jenny also saw Russell standing next to the car, she quickly shrank back, and then leaned under the window to watch cautiously.

At this moment, a Golf Touring drove by, and John, who was in the driver's seat, lowered the window and greeted, "Russell!"

"John, just got off work?"

"yes, you're looking for a job?"

Russell smiled and said, "No, where did I go to my girlfriend?"

"Oh? You have a girlfriend, why doesn't she live with you?"

"Her house is just due, and she'll move in tomorrow."

"Yes

That's great, it's just in time to invite your girlfriend over to tomorrow's party."

"It's not troublesome, is it?"

"It's nothing of trouble, we walked around yesterday and found that none of the neighbors in the neighborhood are close to our two families......

"Okay, no problem, I'll take her with me tomorrow."

John nodded, "Then I'll go back first, Jenny is waiting for me to eat...... Ahem, brother, you'll be a moment?"

"I'm going to clean up my room, and then I'm going to help my girlfriend clean up the house."

"That's a shame, it's okay, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

John drove away, and Russell returned home with his weapons case.

When he got home, he quickly cleaned up the traces of the eucalyptus and made a secret room in the basement to store weapons and dollars.

In the future, he is going to live with Gwen, after all, the two are husband and wife.

So the private space can't be avoided, the basement was originally a tool room, this is a man's paradise, presumably Gwen will not come if he has nothing to do.

It was past nine o'clock.

Russell drove to the agreed location with Iverson, the Wolves.

He checked his guns and ammunition and left the car in the parking lot.

Walking out into the street, more than fifty meters away, he saw Iverson and two black men.

The three of them stood on the side of the street and looked around, and when they saw Russell's figure, they quickly straightened up.

"Boss!"

Russell walked up to Iverson and nodded, "Did you find it?"

"Yes, this is the information of the Menghu Gang, including the number of people, weapons, various businesses, and the money earned from deposits."

Russell was surprised, "You have placed Neiying in the Menghu Gang?"

Iverson scratched his head embarrassedly, "Yes, we are a small organization, even if we don't mess with the Menghu Gang, they will kill us completely, so we have to arrange for people to find out information in advance."

"Well done, you're promising."

Hearing the boss's praise, Iverson's black face suddenly turned red, and he became more and more purple.

"Thank you, boss, we'll do our best."

Russell smiled and said, "If you go to war tonight, you will all die, so you should send a message to Neiying as soon as possible and let them leave."

"Ah, okay, I'll send a message."

Iverson called Russell directly in front of him.

Tell the other party to leave immediately, and execute the cleanup plan in half an hour.

When the other party heard this, he directly strode away from the headquarters of the Menghu Gang, and Iverson saw the black shadow running out of the headquarters and said, "Boss, he is already safe."

Russell nodded, and walked closer to the four-story villa in front of him.

"You go in five minutes and clean up the mess."

"Yes!"

Iverson did not hesitate to give the boss's orders, let alone question them, he knew very well that the boss could do what he said.

Five minutes?

I'm afraid that in less than five minutes, the battle will be over.

There were only about 40 people at the headquarters of the Menghu Gang, and the rest of them were watching the scene in two bars.

And early in the morning, the boss broke into the bar of the Wolf Gang alone, and how long did it take to kill twenty or thirty people?

In less than three minutes!

Russell stepped up the steps and knocked lightly on the door.

There is a deafening DJ soul music inside, and a group of people are spitting smoke and mist, infinitely hilarious.

There were people left behind at the door, but he didn't hear a knock on the door.

Russell had no choice but to put his sleeve on the doorknob and pull the door open.

When the door opened, a black man looked at him intently and shouted, "Who are you?"

Russell raised his hand and punched him in the throat, and his neck was instantly shattered, and his whole head drooped.

Many people in the room didn't notice the scene, but three people in the hallway did.

They shouted in horror, then pulled out their guns and were about to shoot.

Russell took it in stride

Stepping out, the Colt 911 in his hand shot at the other party's heart, and the muzzle of the gun was pressed up to the chin.

Bang!

With a single shot, the bullet entered through the jaw and lifted off the Heavenly Spirit Cover.

Then came the killing, where Russell roamed the crowd inside the house, using the black man's body as a cover and shooting the rest of the people.

His marksmanship is unquestionable, and this time Russell did not use the Mozambique shooting method, but shot the head.

One shot per person, absolutely no bullet is wasted.

"Grass, *** ......"

"Kill him."

"Shoot, shoot him!"

"He killed a lot of people, killed ......"

On the first floor, there were only a dozen people, and in their frightened shouts, Russell cleaned it up in only half a minute.

The music didn't stop, and he went straight upstairs.

There were four rooms on the second floor, and he kicked open the door and burst in, and there were two maggots on the floor, and he directly rewarded two shots.

The other party did not let out a wail, and walked peacefully.

The second and third floors were all concocted in the same way, until two minutes later, when they came to the fourth floor, there were actually four black people blocking the staircase, and the other party was holding an AK in his hand...

When he saw Russell's probe, he hit it down.

Russell hurriedly hid behind the wall, took out two grenades from his pocket, pulled the tab and threw them out.

Grenades are divided into offensive, defensive, and training types.

The offensive type has a shorter detonation time, about three seconds, and the explosion is fan-shaped and radial, and the angle is small.

The defensive type takes a longer time to detonate, about five seconds, and the explosion is also fan-shaped and radial, but the angle is slightly larger than that of the offensive type, and it is extremely powerful.

The grenades thrown by Russell were defensive ones, and after the two grenades were thrown, the blacks on the fourth floor screamed in horror, and one of them wanted to step forward and kick his hand down, but hesitated......

Just as he was determined to step forward and kick, the grenade exploded.

A huge explosion sent out a lot of iron sheets, and instantly wanted to go into the black man's body.

The blacks had been blown into sieves, with several small holes in their bodies, and they were bleeding constantly, and the people had already died.

Russell sprang up in two steps and entered the only room on the fourth floor with his gun raised.

The door to the room was open, and there was only one fat black man inside, sitting at his desk with a cigar in his mouth.

When the fat black man saw him, he pretended to be determined and said, "Maybe we should talk."

Bang bang!

Two shots.

All in the chest, the black man looked down in disbelief at the bullet hole.

"I don't like negotiations, especially with black people."

Bang bang bang --

The Colt 911, which was originally full of bullets, was poured into the fat black man at this time.