Chapter 169: Two Shots in the Chest and One Gun in the Head
The location where Avar Miller lives, in the western Bronx, in a place called the Fordham neighborhood.
It's predominantly Latino and Black, with some whites and almost no Asians.
In addition, the rate of teenage mothers in this area is higher than in any other area and community in New York.
Later, it was known as one of the top ten dangerous areas in New York, and the NYPD did not like to come to this area at night, which shows the simplicity and freedom and harmony of the people.
However, the scene in this area during the day looks okay.
Heavily armed, Roan drove Ryder into the neighborhood and saw a number of roadside stalls selling things, as well as black children running around the streets.
"Be careful, Roan."
Seeing the ease and calmness on Luo An's face, Ryder, who was sitting in the co-pilot, silently grabbed the Glock 18 in his hand and said in a low voice:
"It's not an area that welcomes the NYPD, let alone the FBI."
Ryder said he was not a racist, but it was an indisputable fact that crime was high in places with a large number of black people.
The Fordham neighborhood is not very large, but there are more than a dozen black gangs.
"Don't be nervous, Ryder, you have to trust the gear we both have."
Roan twisted the steering wheel and drove the SUV into another street, smiling and patting his weapon.
As usual, Roan was wearing a combat uniform at this time, a portable vest on his chest, 10 shock grenades, 10 extended magazines stuffed into several bags around his waist, and two Glock 18s in his holster.
Ryder's outfit is also similar to that of Roan.
Evaluate the skills of the two again, as long as those gangsters are not at the same time and in the same place, and ambush the two of them in advance, the remaining problems are not very big.
Seeing the calmness on Luo An's face, Ryder's mood slowly calmed down.
The bullet is the centerstone, and the equipment on the body is the ballast iron.
The current agents of the No. 5 investigation team all have a subconscious confidence in Roan, and Ryder is no exception.
After a few minutes of moving forward again, the SUV slowly stopped next to a dilapidated two-story building.
Pushing the car door and getting out of the car, some passers-by saw the heavily armed Roan and Ryder, and decisively chose to leave the place and take a detour.
One of the survival wisdom of living here is not to be curious + stay away from troublesome things that seem to be dangerous.
There was a hotel in this small building, Ryder pushed the door in, and was about to ask the black boss at the front desk, Luo An sniffed, frowned, and after looking around the layout of the hotel, he took out a pistol and pointed it at the other party.
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Ryder was stunned for a moment, and immediately subconsciously raised the pistol.
But at the moment when Ryder raised his arm, although the black boss didn't know why he was exposed so quickly, he didn't hesitate to choose to do it, and immediately took out a pistol from under the table.
Bang bang!
Bang!
Three gunshots rang out, and as soon as the black boss made a move, Luo An decisively pulled the trigger.
Two bullets hit the chest and one bullet hit the head, and the black boss closed his eyes and collapsed backwards to the ground.
"Ryder!"
Successfully sending off the black boss, Roan quickly pulled Ryder to hide behind the front desk.
Bang bang bang β
Sure enough, in the next second, a series of bullets shot out of the staircase, hitting the position where the two of them were standing just now.
Ignoring the slippery feeling of the black boss's blood, although it was not clear what was going on, Ryder, who was experienced in combat, immediately raised his pistol and fired back at the opponent.
Not only that, but Ryder also learned Roan's craft, taking advantage of the gap, he took out a shock bomb from his waist and threw it over.
Boom!
Dazzling white light and a deafening explosion erupted in the stairwell, and a wail erupted from the enemy who opened fire.
"Well done!"
In the notes on the desk at the front desk, Roan, who managed to find Avar Miller's room, patted Ryder on the shoulder with satisfaction, and then reached out to signal him to look at the cabinet he had opened.
Ryder looked back and saw the corpse of a dead Latino girl lying in the cupboard.
Obviously, this girl is the front desk of the hotel.
"The smell of blood is too strong, and my nose is more sensitive."
Casually explained, and in the face of Ryder's admiring gaze, Roan said the room where Aval Miller was, and then whispered:
"Call for support and get it done quickly."
βOKοΌβ
Ryder immediately pressed the liaison, and Roan jumped up and jumped out of the front desk.
At this time, there were several black youths lying on the ground wailing, and several black youths were bending down to pull them upstairs.
Seeing Luo An's figure, the faces of several black young men who bent down to pull people changed in unison, and they all raised their weapons towards Luo An.
Without waiting for these people to react, Luo An threw another shock bomb towards the staircase the moment he stepped out of the table.
Boom!
The moment the stun bomb exploded, Roan immediately pulled the trigger on Glock 18.
Bang bang bang β
A series of gunshots rang out, and the stairs were suddenly sprinkled with watermelon juice.
At this time, Ryder completed the task of calling for support and ran to Luo An's side.
Standing at the staircase on the first floor, Luo An threw two shock bombs upstairs again, then raised his left hand and waved, no nonsense:
"You're left, I'm right!"
"No problem!"
Ryder stepped in front of Roan, hurried up to the second floor, shot down the two black men who were about to attack him, and then groped towards the rooms on the left side of the second floor.
Luo An walked up to the second floor with a blank face, hid by the wall at the staircase, raised his gun and aimed it at the ground and was knocked down by Ryder, but he didn't know whether he was dead or not, and pulled the trigger and chose to make up the knife.
The other party still has a gun in his hand, and Roan doesn't want himself and Ryder to be backstabbed by these guys because of a momentary negligence.
However, the place where Luo An mended the knife was not the heads of these blacks, but their left and right chests.
After today's incident, he and Ryder will definitely be questioned and investigated.
If you shoot these people in the head, then give some guys who have already targeted Luo An and accuse him.
Luo An has always liked to take a few more steps forward.
Especially now that Verenis is still lying in the hospital.
Replaced with a new magazine, Luo An's figure disappeared in a flash, and the whole person checked every room on the right side of the corridor at a rapid speed.
The rooms in front were empty, until Roan got closer and closer to the room where Avar Miller was, when a stout black man with a short charge suddenly popped out.
Seeing Luo An, who was a head shorter than himself, the stout black man grinned.
The muzzle flames roared out.
Bang bang!
Bang!
Three gunshots rang out, and the strong black man's face suddenly froze.
The next moment, the strong black man's hands and feet were numb, his body and limbs lost control, and the short submachine gun, which had not had time to fire, fell weakly to the ground.
Looking at the corpse of the strong black man, Roan blew the muzzle of Glock 18, lowered his head and spat out:
It's so ugly, what are you laughing at?
Walking into the room in a vigilant position, there was a white man on the ground who had been shot in the chest, and the windows of the room had been completely shattered.
The white man is not Avar Miller, but his face bears a slight resemblance to him.
Walking to the window and checking the glass shards, Luo An judged that someone should have jumped from the room to escape from here.
Luo An turned around, and just bent down to check the injuries of the white man on the ground to see if he was dead, the other party suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, struggled and whispered:
βHelpβ¦β¦β
(End of chapter)