In the evening, it would be dark in an abandoned log cabin not far from Clayton.

Poyet sat on top of a small box, pulled out the crotch of his pants with one hand, put it to his nose and sniffed it, and immediately refreshed.

Opposite, on a broken couch and wooden chair, sat four blackmen darker than him.

They are also dressed in black, which is easy to overlook.

One of the bald heads said: "Boss Bo, we just got this place, you want to grab the market?" You have a higher status in the gang than we do, but we are not afraid of you. ”

Poyet said, "Tom, I'll talk to you about business. ”

Bald Tom cocked up his finger and shook it: "We are not short of money. ”

Jerry, the little brother with dreadlocks next to him, pulled out a tequila box and opened it like a playful one, and it was full of rolls of dollar bills.

Poyet got up and opened the box, kicking it down, and there were a lot of 20 dollars scattered inside.

"Come with me to take out a piece of shit in the Clayton neighborhood." He said, "It's all yours." ”

Tom asked, "Who's that piece of shit?" ”

Poyet remembered the information collected by Adam Smith, and asked the APD, who he knew well, about the day's situation, and had a guess in his heart.

There is also the matter of robbing customers after ten o'clock, new hatred and old hatred are added together, who is not engaged in that piece of shit? He said: "That guy is a little actor, he seems to have a little money, let's go over together, arrest him and him, it's all up to you to squeeze as much as you want." ”

Spike and Butch are two black men who can't help but want to get down.

Tom, who had a little more brain, stopped them and asked, "Does he live alone?" ”

Boyer nodded: "A person rents a house." ”

Dreadlocked Jerry leaned over and whispered in Tom's ear, "Five against one, the advantage is ours." ”

Tom looked at the bills on the ground, and then at the tequila box, and the gap was a bit big.

Doing what he was best at and almost penetrating his soul, he didn't think much about it and said, "We'll take this job." ”

Poyet laughed and took out the M1911 to check the magazine.

The other four were also ready to take up their pistols.

Tom glanced at Poyet's clothes, took out a black suit and handed it to him: "Change these, we are the kings of the night!" ”

Poyet immediately changed his clothes.

Black skin and black clothes are a perfect match.

…………

Inside the Clayton community, there are still a few dim street lights on, which is a little more reassuring than the darkness outside.

Dressed in shorts and shorts, Martin checked the doors and windows one by one and returned to the couch.

The shotgun is placed under the coffee table and can be touched.

The bedroom door creaked, and Elena sneaked out, jumped up and pounced on Martin.

Martin had just made a move when he heard the bedroom door knock again, and subconsciously turned his head to look, his eyes catching Lily's face.

"Fake!" Elena also found out, and turned back angrily.

Martin casually pulled something out from under the coffee table and threw it at Lily.

Pink kettle, smashed against the door frame.

"Do you dare to use the real thing? Martin, come on, use it really! Lily simply opened the bedroom door and stood there with her arms folded: "It's not the first time I've seen it, what are you afraid of?" ”

The sound of the kettle falling on the floor alarmed the people in the other bedroom.

Hall, with a baseball bat, and Harris, with a pistol, all ran out.

No matter how interested Martin and Elena were, it was gone.

The latter got up and shouted, "Go back to sleep!" ”

She walked towards the bedroom, moving her hands and feet as she went: "Don't you idiot want to know why I'm big?" I'm going to play you basketball today! ”

The doors to both bedrooms closed, and Martin turned off the lamp.

Covered with a blanket, I don't know how long it took, he was having a dream of picking up three phoenixes single-handedly, and suddenly heard the sound of cans.

Martin, who had also trained with Bruce many times, immediately rolled over, picked up his shotgun, and went to the window to check on the situation.

It's the sound of cans ratling again, and the wind can't blow so loudly.

Martin heard movement behind him and glanced back, and Elena came out barefoot, holding her shotgun.

"I heard a noise, and I saw you." She said.

Martin told her to hide behind a masonry support wall.

He looked out, the streetlights were a little far away, and it was pitch black outside, and he couldn't see anything.

Elena felt cold and couldn't help asking, "James crawled out?" ”

Martin faintly heard the voice talking, and was about to distinguish it carefully, when suddenly a scream sounded.

"Ahh And put nails! ”

The trap, of course, was dug by Hall.

Martin decided to scare the people away and shouted, "Who are you?" Hurry up and fuck off! I've got a gun in my hand......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of gunfire and subconsciously craned his neck.

The people outside heard the sound and fired, and in the dark night, the ghost knows where the bullets flew.

"That's the bastard!" The somewhat familiar voice shouted again: "I watched the late-night scene he filmed, and it was his voice just now." ”

Martin looked around, it was pitch black outside, and he didn't know where the person was, he raised his shotgun and, depending on the direction the sound came from, fired a shot from the open window.

Bang –

The silence of the night was completely shattered by the sound of gunfire.

"Fake! Kill that bastard! ”

There was a flurry of gunfire, but fortunately it was all pistols.

Elena also fired a shot from another window, and the bullet flew into the sky.

Martin shouted at her, "Don't show your head! Don't let the three idiots out of the house, call Wood and them, and tell the Neighborhood League to come to their aid. ”

Rather than calling the police and hoping for a long-delayed APD, it is better to count on the newly formed Neighborhood Alliance.

Elena took Martin's mobile phone and called Wood and the others one after another, who had been awakened and immediately said that they would come to support.

The gunfire outside paused, Martin stretched out the barrel of his gun, and regardless of whether he saw anyone or not, he fired four shots in one breath, and quickly crouched down to load the bullets.

There were no screams outside, but there were pistol shots.

Bang! Bang –

Gunshots rang out in the distance, and the neighborhood allies went out, and more than a dozen guns rang out in front and behind.

"Let's go!" The people outside are not stupid: "Poyet, there are many of them, go quickly!" ”

The voice shouted, "Tom, don't call me by name!" Are you idiots! Jerry, I've got a broken ankle, come and give me a hand! ”

The cans rattled again, and Martin fired again, firing five rounds in one go.

"Ahh My ass! ”

Martin was lucky enough to hit one with a shotgun.

More gunshots were heard, and someone outside shouted: "Hurry up, leave Poyet alone, his ass is blooming, he can't run!" ”

Martin reloaded the gun and waved to the three idiots peeking at the door: "Get back!" Don't come out looking for death! ”

Harris told his siblings to hurry back to his room, and he clutched his pistol and stood guard at the door of both bedrooms.

The sound of car motors sounded outside, and the headlights of several cars illuminated the road in front of the door.

Nani's big voice rang out, "Martin, Elena, you dogs and men aren't dead, are you?" ”

Martin didn't show his head for the sake of safety, and replied loudly: "We're fine, I seem to have hit a son of a bitch!" ”

Valencia exclaimed excitedly: "Look, there's a black X with a flowering ass!" Martin, you burst his back door with a bullet! ”

Martin boasted: "My marksmanship, one-on-two, one-on-three, is trivial." ”

Wood then said, "Come out, it's all right." ”

Martin looked out, opened the door, pointed his gun to the sky, and walked out.

Wood reminded: "Don't run around, protect the scene." He said in one voice: "Lao Hei attacked the community's houses, and we were forced to defend ourselves." ”

Others agreed.

The bad things that happened tonight made them feel threatened personally, and they will be more united in the near future.

Wood called the police again, went over to look at the old black, and said, "Natural protective color, born criminal." ”

Martin came to the fence of the yard and saw the old black moaning in pain.

Black skin, black bald head, black clothes......

No wonder he couldn't see people.

This innate advantage is too great.

Looking again, Martin discovers that he knows, Poyet, the owner of the black bar.

"You bunch of trash, don't be too happy!" Poyet's ass blossomed, and people were still saying cruel words: "The Southtown gang won't let you go!" ”

Martin turned the butt of his rifle and slammed it on Poyet's mouth: "I'll your sand sculpture!" ”

Most of Poyet's mouth flew out with a full mouth, and he made a leaky sound when he spoke.

Martin shouted, "Everybody saw it, he fell himself." ”

The others laughed and echoed: "Yes, he fell!" ”