The shootout that had just taken place naturally attracted the attention of the gang members, and vehicles were converging from all over the city.

And the embarrassing thing is that Juarez's traffic construction is obviously not enough to support such a large traffic flow in a short period of time.

At this time, it is impossible for traffic police to direct traffic, and it is impossible for members of various gangs to give way to each other.

As a result, a large number of gang members were blocked on the way.

Only a small number of fast vehicles and people on foot were able to reach the site of the shootout.

The fastest runners are the Delisa gangsters, the oldest of whom is 18 years old, and his favorite thing to do is to drive pickup trucks around the streets.

When they see something that is not pleasing to the eye or something rich, they will pull people into the car and beat them up and snatch everything of value.

They have no bottom line at all, and they are thinking about how to get ahead.

And now their chance is here, with a bounty of 50 million, they can form their own gang and trample those old things under their feet.

Thinking of this, they excitedly fired bullets into the sky.

It's their favorite pastime, just as children in China love to set off firecrackers.

This time, though, it was much louder than usual.

Lu Mingfei sat in Nissan on the side of the road, using an oversized revolver to accompany these gang members to carnival.

The cramped carriage made him a little restrained, but the screams of the thugs made up for his discomfort.

The killer of his third mother was also a thug, probably only eleven or twelve years old.

Because he didn't want to pay for prostitution, he killed her with the gun he had picked up.

Lu Mingfei was not able to take revenge, because he fired a shot and exploded the chamber, and the shattered chamber cut his throat.

The seeds of sin should be watered with hot melting, lest they produce more sinful flowers.

After the eight-shot Beowulf was ejected, the front pickup truck had turned into a flesh car.

The thugs in the car behind reacted and immediately fired at the Nissan set fire.

But at this moment, Lu Mingfei was no longer in the car, and his tall body rolled flexibly and retreated into the alley on the side of the road.

The bullets caused only tons of damage to the Nissan car.

Standing in the corner, he silently estimated the speed at which the car was moving before pressing the trigger.

The special armor-piercing tungsten core catapulted through the loose dirt wall, piercing the thugs on the second pickup.

After all, without the assistance of the mechanical eye, only six of the eight tungsten core bullets were fired, and two of them were also fired in the arm.

However, this was a mistake and had an unintended effect.

When the thugs who had been punched out of the huge cavity in their arms fell and howled, the other thugs finally realized that they couldn't stay in the car and be live targets.

So they jumped out of the car, or ran in all directions, or looked for cover.

But they didn't know that such a headless fly-like act would only make their death easier.

Lu Mingfei inserted the exploding revolver back into his waist, filled the armor-piercing revolver with bullets, and then removed the M16A4 automatic rifle from his shoulder.

This is the weapon he took from the Executive Department, only with the rate of fire and magazine modified.

The ammunition volume has been changed from 30 rounds to 50 rounds, and the bullets have also been changed

The one-handed use of an automatic rifle has a significant impact on accuracy, but the M16A4's built-in 3-shot burst mode makes up for it.

Lu Mingfei unhurriedly shot the escaped thugs, who were no different from live targets on the empty street.

Occasionally, one or two thugs fired back, but they were immediately hit by the armor-piercing revolver.

Whether they hide behind the car or in the wall, they are no different from paper-paste in front of the armor-piercing tungsten core bullet.

"We surrender!"

The little gangsters whose education level is only prenatal education and have dropped out of school, this sentence is said in English.

Tears welled up in their filthy faces, not knowing if it was because of fear or regret.

"NO surrender."

Lu Mingfei shook his head, and a shot pierced the neck of the shouting gangster.

Surrender?

Tell them to those whom you have slain.

Juarez does not believe in tears.

The unilateral exchange of fire ended quickly, and there were a total of twenty-one corpses lying on the ground and in the car, and some of them were mixed up, and he didn't bother to count them.

"Report your situation."

Lu Mingfei said.

"I have three vehicles here, a total of 15 enemies, and so far 7 have been eliminated and no injuries."

Chu Zihang was the first to reply.

"I have four sedans and two motorcycles here, a total of 30 enemies, 8 of whom have been eliminated so far, and their arms have been grazed by stray bullets, and they are fine."

Akina Sakai's voice was a little hurried, and the gunshots coming from the headset were much noisier.

"I'll come to support right away, and you make sure you stay alive first. Brother Chu Zihang, after destroying the enemy, he will join us. ”

Lu Mingfei immediately gave the order.

"Understood."

Both of them answered at the same time.

This is exactly the battle plan he formulated, and after sniping at the first wave of the enemy, he immediately shifted his position.

To this end, based on his judgment of the environment, he assigned the intersection where the three people were ambushed.

At present, it seems that there are some mistakes in the arrangement of Akina Sakai, but there is still time to make up for it.

The chief singer is in trouble at the moment as she is caught in a siege.

She didn't have the marksmanship of Lu Mingfei who could shoot with two guns and hit hundreds of shots, so she only killed 5 enemies in the first round of raids.

And she is not facing only hormonal gangsters, but old gangs that have participated in many firefights.

The Rubyan gang veterans scattered towards the empty house where Akina Sakai was hiding, and as soon as she showed up, there was a volley of metal storms.

These old gangs are using modified AR15s and AK47s, and they are very powerful.

Although the body armor on Akina Sakai's body can withstand it, the kinetic energy of the bullet can also cause damage to the bones and internal organs.

She desperately got hit, outcropping and taking out several enemies.

But that didn't deter the bloodthirsty gang veterans, who fired back with more ferocious bursts.

Although not the strong Asian man, the woman also had a five-million-dollar bounty.

In a city with a per capita monthly income of less than $200, this huge amount of money is enough to drive them crazy.

Death in Juárez is only a minor illness, and poverty is an intolerable terminal disease.

Sticking out his head to see the gang veterans getting closer and closer, Akina Sakai's eyes were cold and her thin lips opened.

Invisible power converged on her lips, and the ancient dragon script would become the whispers of death explode in the minds of these mortals.

"You'd better not use words."

A voice sounded behind her like a ghost.

Akina Sakai turned her head sharply, and the modified Glock in her hand instantly shot out more than a dozen bullets.

Holes were punched out of the wall in front of her, but nothing else was achieved.

"The people of the secret party are always so fierce, and they never learn to communicate normally."

The voice came from above Akina Sakai's head, and she looked up to see a man wearing a wooden mask sitting on the beams of the room.

She didn't hesitate to raise her gun and shoot again, but as soon as her hand was raised, she was punched in the abdomen.

The powerful force made her internal organs tremble together, and Akina Sakai spat out a mouthful of sour water with a "wow".

"A Japanese."

The masked man looked at her and unloaded her gun.

"You are a country persecuted by the white race like us, and now you are helping them to kill on our land."

The masked man's tone slowly grew cold, and he pulled a syringe out of his pocket, the crimson viscous liquid in the needle tube gushing as if it were alive.

"Leave behind your blood and hatred and be a loyal dog of the secret party. For people like you, the only salvation is to become a slave of God. ”

He inserted the needle into Akina Sakai's neck and pressed the piston.