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But...if he had seen correctly in that fleeting moment before, when the taxi swerved over, the person in the back seat should have been thrown directly to the side of the impact... Even so, does it only hurt the leg? Isn't luck a bit too good?

.....Although I was wondering why An Luo was fine and why the car door was kicked out, after I understood that the people in the car were not dead, I had no way to pay off the loan sharks I owed for taking drugs. When people couldn't help themselves, he quickly changed the reverse gear to forward gear with his heart and hands, and then stepped on the accelerator.

"——Hurry up and die for me!!"

Stimulated by the act of killing, the adrenaline surged and the overly excited man subconsciously screamed at the top of his lungs.

The truck's engine roared, its wheels rubbed against the ground, and it quickly slammed forward, but...

"——What a boring little trick!!!"

An Luo suddenly stepped on the ground, and the tiles on the sidewalk instantly cracked.

Immediately afterwards, starting from An Luo's position, the bricks and stones seemed to be collided by invisible forces, and were lifted into the air together with the rain.

In the next moment, the cracked ground touched the truck. The front end of the medium-sized truck of over ten tons was lifted up as if struck by a landmine, and the entire vehicle flew up and flipped around in the air.

--boom! !

The truck fell to the ground from a height of more than ten meters. The moment it hit the ground, there was a loud noise that could tear an eardrum. The ground trembled, and the driver's scream before landing came to an abrupt end.

The truck was forced to turn over, and red blood continued to overflow from the flat front of the truck. The driver's body was so twisted that he could no longer recognize his human form, and he was undoubtedly dead.

Similarly, the taxi driver behind An Luo, whose body was closely connected to the taxi, almost died on the spot during the car accident.

"...Next...it's about time the person who was supervising the murder nearby appears, right?"

As the only person alive at the scene, An Luo wiped the rain off his face and turned to look at the hazy car shadows under the street lights in the distance on the street covered by heavy rain.

He understands that unless necessary, the gangs here generally like to kill people by accident, except for directly using guns to solve problems.

Drug addicts, people who owe them loan sharks, or both, are their best pawns.

Because no matter whether they succeed or fail, they can easily sever the relationship, and all they need to do is to supervise each other's execution, and... afterwards forget about their previous promises to help these scapegoats escape. The scapegoat who had no choice but to believe them evaporated.

............

............

From dusk to night, the heavy rain never stops. No matter what happens on the ground, it still cleans the earth without leaving any room.

As the night was getting darker and it was still a typhoon, the residents in the buildings on both sides of the road stayed at home or went to bed early, but the sudden appearance of a series of sounds was... It makes people suspect that thunder has appeared again, but...these sounds are different from thunder.

However, although this feels very abnormal, it is human nature to protect oneself, so no one chooses to meddle in other people's business. Although curiosity killed the cat... they can't see clearly even if they open the curtains, and the light of the street lights does not Shine light on the road where it happened.

But within a short while, three black vans came towards the scene of the incident from all directions, and each of them was a fake.

The car's headlights shone on the truck, and everyone couldn't help but be confused as to how this happened. At the same time, several people quickly got out of the car and began to observe closely what was going on, and to confirm. Based on the situation at the scene, determine whether the target person was killed and whether the driver of the truck escaped.

“….There’s only one person in the taxi.”

"There was only one person in the van!"

"Is the information wrong? Or did you say you escaped?"

"——Is this a trap?"

.........

Several people held flashlights and searched carefully inside the car but could not find the third person who should have appeared here.

This situation also made the person in charge of this operation in the car suddenly anxious. He jumped out of the car and shouted at them: "——Find out! He must be hiding around here! Focus on checking the nearby area. Under the car! I have to dig three feet into the ground to get him out!"

When An Luo was exploring the market, the unknown number of people but the US military's standard equipment, including pistols and machine guns, could be described as a secret operations team armed to the teeth. Not only the person in charge of the operation, but also others became nervous.

As a wide-area violent gang organization, the Yuanchi Group naturally has small and medium-sized organizations that are attached to it and are nominally subordinate to it. The rule here is that small organizations must rely on large organizations and give the superior organization a certain share of the income.

And An Luo is basically a breaker of rules. He relied on money and the secret operations team to occupy a small organization that was unwilling to go bankrupt. He also snatched away a lot of organizational territory that belonged to the Yuanchi group, and even stopped giving it to Yuanchi. Group any money.

Such behavior will naturally offend the Yuanchi group, but the existence of the secret operations group makes them wary and always worried that the other party will jump over the wall in a hurry and directly let the operations group raid their headquarters.

Originally, they had always wanted to find out the secret operations team, and then secretly take advantage of them to take advantage of them and eliminate the operations team that was directly under An Luo. However, no matter how they investigated, they could not find out what the secret operations team was hiding. Where.

After being dormant for a long time and not finding it, the Yuanchi group couldn't help but take action with the help of this typhoon, but they also understood that if they were found to have done it themselves, there would be no room for recovery and they would have to attack Jibei first, otherwise The next step will be the revenge of the Far North Society...and most importantly, the revenge of the secret operations team that has been lurking in the shadows.

The group of people took out the prepared firearms, pulled up the slides and bolts, loaded the bullets and released the safety. They got out of the car and began to search around, intending to kill An Luo as soon as they found him, and then kill him again. Put the problem on other people.

And continue to lie dormant until the secret operations team surfaces to defeat the scapegoat they prepared, and then annihilate them in one fell swoop.

After all, they had no actual connection with the person driving the truck. The truck driver owed money to other gangs, and the goods did not come from them. They had always just wanted to use the knife to kill people and reap the benefits.

Of course, there is no conflict between them and the gang, but the behavior between the gangs is inherently ungrateful. It is different from the extreme northern society where many dirty jobs are gray if they are not done. They are people who live in the shadows. They have no scruples about annexing territory, making more money, and other despicable ways. In the dictionary of gangsters, there are actually no words such as shame and mercy.

..... Just as this group of people were looking around with guns in the heavy rain, a human voice suddenly came from above them.

"Hey, when you are looking for someone, don't you know how to look up there?"

An Luo, who was sitting just above the street lamp, casually threw the stones he picked up from the ground onto the head of a man holding a submachine gun.

"pain!"

"What?!"

"Hiding up there?!"

"——Get off!!"

Although it was unclear how An Luo climbed to the top of the street lamp that was no longer lit, when they found him, they almost unanimously pointed their guns at him, but they did not shoot immediately but wanted to capture him alive.

An Luo was also very cooperative. He leaned forward and slipped off the street lamp, and... landed easily on the ground. They didn't expect the screams or rolling around in pain that they had imagined. .

He glanced expressionlessly at the people who pointed flashlights and guns at him, with surprise written all over their faces: "What gang are you from? The remnants of those previous organizations? Or... the Yuanchi Group?" Or Dragon Ball Team?”

"I have offended too many people, can't you guess who it is?"

"It's okay. It doesn't matter if you don't tell me. Anyway... I'll find out after I investigate your identity."

An Luo said nothing and walked straight towards the leading man.

The man hesitated for a moment, then lowered the muzzle of the gun and shot An Luo in his bleeding thigh, preparing to teach him a lesson first.

boom! ! The piercing sound of gunshots resounded throughout the street.

But... An Luo's figure did not pause. Before the trajectory of the bullet touched him, it was forced to deflect and hit accurately. The forehead of another man on the side caused him to fall on the ground on the spot. in the water.

The scene fell silent for a moment, and everyone was confused about what was going on. However, An Luo's behavior of limping over undoubtedly stimulated them, who were already nervous and a little suspicious. He pulled the trigger reflexively.

Fierce gunfire rang out from all around for a while, and the dense rain of bullets almost covered An Luo's body, but An Luo just stopped and stood on the spot, first as if he was thinking about something, and then closed his mouth silently. Eye.

then......

The ground suddenly let out a huge roar and quickly collapsed and sank, and a terrifying shock wave swept away in all directions.

Whether it was rain or bullets, they were all ejected at this moment. The ground turned into a rough sea at this moment. Asphalt rose up like waves. Even street lights and telephone poles were washed away, and vehicles were also destroyed. A powerful shock wave swept away.

The gun-toting gangsters were like small sailboats in a tsunami. Before they had time to react to the shock wave that suddenly swept around them, they were already flying backwards under the irresistible shock wave. They were violently hit by the asphalt concrete and were photographed. Walls lining the streets.

When the men slid down the wall, they all lost their voices.

If they were dissected, they would find that their internal organs had been shattered by the shock wave. Naturally, there was no reason to continue to survive in this situation.

The two vehicles affected by the impact seemed to have been hit by a large truck. They rolled to the ground and their bodies were twisted and deformed, flying for a considerable distance on the street.

"then......"

An Luo, who was at the center of the shock wave, looked at the people who were not hit by the shock wave and were reversing in fear to escape.

The gang member who was eager to escape from this place, although he wanted to escape from this place, he also found that the moment An Luo looked over, the vehicle was unable to move. No matter how he stepped on the accelerator or shifted gears, the engine was still operating normally. , but the car just couldn't move.

The gun next to the body in the water also automatically floated out of the water at this time, aimed at him in mid-air and pulled the trigger.

The deadly hail of bullets created by more than a dozen firearms at the same time turned the windshield of the vehicle and the people inside into a hornet's nest in the blink of an eye. Then the firearms quickly turned and poured bullets into all directions. There were other members of the Yuanchi Group on the wall. There were a lot of bullet holes left on his body, giving the impression that he had been shot at the scene.

"...I always feel like, am I a little weird?"

Looking at the miserable-looking man who was beaten with blood and flesh by the rain of bullets and completely lost all signs of life, he muttered to himself unconsciously.

The gap between the daytime, which seemed like the daily life of an ordinary teenager, and the pure gangster vendetta at night, was so big that he wondered if his mental state was approaching Hayasaka Ai, or... this was still normal. What is the range of changes in personality that may appear completely different when people are in front of different people?

He was a little confused. Did he choose the wrong path? He just wanted to create an organization to protect himself, but the actual situation seemed to be completely contrary to the original idea.

After being troubled for a moment, he quickly gave up this thought and started further work.

After changing the previously created terrain at the scene where no one survived, and camouflaging the impact of the explosives, he also peeled off a layer of the back seat of the taxi to avoid leaving evidence that he had been sitting in the car.

After simply bandaging his thigh to stop the bleeding, he then poured the blood that flowed from his body but was always suspended from the ground around his feet into the sewer where rainwater kept pouring in.

After that, he quickly searched the people at the scene and took away things that could be used to prove their identities. He even found two grenades from the corpses, so he simply moved the corpses to the large building he had created earlier. He threw the grenade directly into the pit and taxi.

——Boom! ! !

Two huge explosions were superimposed on each other. The blast wind, heat wave and vehicle parts dispersed in all directions, swallowing up the nearby area in the blink of an eye. An Luo, with his back to the blooming fireball and debris, leisurely disappeared into the rainy night. street.

The roaring strong wind almost drowned out all the surrounding sounds, and the heavy rain made it almost impossible to open one's eyes. Even in such a difficult night, the police were still forced to dispatch.

However... they unfortunately passed by An Luo. After crossing the [Construction Detour Ahead] roadblock set up by the Yuanchi Group on the road, they saw the dark night and the end of the heavy rain in the distance. The red light of the grenade detonating.

When they arrived at the scene, they could only see the remains of vehicles and human bodies scattered randomly around. The scene was horrific.

In fact, under normal circumstances, the impact of the truck would not cause damage to An Luo. Of course, that would only require him to notice it.

But this time before the impact, he was basically in a state of sleep, so he was naturally defenseless.

But he woke up the moment the taxi swerved. It was just the slowness caused by his lack of energy that caused him to be thrown out and hit the twisted door on the side. He was knocked unconscious by the impact.

However, after his thigh was hit by a part inside the car door, and his consciousness slowed down for a moment, he finally responded to the full protection, so that the subsequent secondary impact could not cause harm to him.

At this moment, high in the dark night sky in the wind and rain.

"Speaking of which...it really hurts..."

An Luo was flying in the air under the cover of heavy rain and darkness. Under him were the cushions of the back seat of the taxi and the pulled out sofa seats. He looked down at his temporarily repaired legs. When he calmed down, he only felt pain. It's a little weird, it seems like there's something in the leg that hasn't been taken out.

He had no choice but to endure the persistent pain. When he arrived at the edge of a boulder in the suburbs, he held his breath and began further emergency treatment.

Unlike other operations in the body that require precision at the cellular level, relying on the precision of his telekinesis and his blind insight, he handles the removal of foreign objects himself. Even if the current environment cannot be disinfected, it is still better than the world's worst. A good surgeon is very good, and small mistakes that may be caused by pain are relatively low and can be ignored because of the precision required.

In this way, I let my mind force open the wound, move the intact blood vessels as much as possible, block the broken blood vessels, go all the way deep into the body, and finally wrap and compress the foreign body in the thigh, and remove it without causing any secondary damage.

Then he temporarily bandaged it again and lifted up the boulder to reveal several large electrical sealed boxes hidden underneath.

The heavy rain was isolated at this moment. Four of the electrically sealed boxes with waterproof and dustproof properties, excellent impact resistance, and good corrosion resistance opened automatically, revealing the US military standard equipment hidden inside.

Then the equipment flew out together, and very quickly formed thirteen soldiers wearing helmets, hoods, four-eye night vision goggles, and heavy body armor with no skin exposed at all.

These heavily armed special forces soldiers armed with cutting-edge individual weapons are An Luo's secret operations team.

Of course, the clothes they were wearing were not actually completely airtight. At least there was a small slit in the hem that was larger than a pinhole, allowing An Luo to control it from the inside with his mind.

The firearms that had been taken away from the scene were carried by these soldiers, and he compressed all the things that might leave traces of him and pressed them into the bottom of the boulder pit, and then lowered the boulder to restore the scene.

In this way, he took this group of "soldiers" and flew into the dark night sky with him. Under the cover of night and violent wind and rain, he quickly arrived and landed again near the headquarters on the bright side of the Far North.

Chapter 28 People are always dissatisfied (11K)

The guards standing guard in front of the headquarters of the Far North Society noticed that a group of heavily armed soldiers in black combat uniforms were walking on the deserted street. They were frightened for a moment and were at a loss, but they soon thought of what was going on in the society. Secret Operations Team, and confirmed this view when seeing An Luo.

Seeing that the invisible dragon appeared in full force, they all couldn't help but swallowed nervously, but soon noticed that An Luo, who was being supported by soldiers, seemed to be injured.

"Yes, President! What... happened?"

"Hey, hey! Didn't you notice that the president was injured?! Call the doctor quickly!"

When they noticed An Luo's condition, the guard on guard stepped forward to greet him despite the heavy rain, and quickly scolded his companions to call the doctor in the meeting.

On this stormy day, the originally peaceful Jibeihui headquarters suddenly became commotion as the action team and the injured An Luo appeared.

First of all, the surveillance videos of the action team and An Luo were all physically deleted, and all the cadres in the meeting were called out of their homes immediately.

A group of middle-aged and elderly men suppressed their nervousness and sat neatly at the conference table while holding their breaths. At the deepest seat of the conference room, An Luo was half-lying on the bench and looking at the scene. Watching them, doctors in white coats, with the assistance of nurses, disinfected and further processed the wounds.

But behind An Luo was a row of fully armed soldiers armed with automatic rifles and light machine guns. They did not take off their night vision goggles in the room. They stared at the cadres eagerly, as if they would use their hands if the other party made the slightest move. The automatic weapons inside destroyed them all without mercy.

Not only the secret operations team, but also a group of men wearing black suits who look like bodyguards are surrounding... The power within the Extreme North Club that belongs exclusively to An Luo is, according to the general parlance of Japanese gangster organizations, "Kannai bodyguards", full-time A bodyguard to protect the leader of the organization.

The number of bodyguards in the customs, which was about the same as that of the action team, served as on-site guards and stood behind the cadres, on both sides of the conference room. They also had pistols in their arms, ready to help the leader eliminate the traitors.

In this solemn atmosphere, since An Luo did not speak, no one else dared to say anything first, but they were nervously waiting for him to speak.

It didn’t take long for the wound to be disinfected. Due to environmental and equipment problems at the scene, An Luo planned to go to the hospital later for complete treatment. He did not plan to suture it now. After the disinfection was completed for the time being, he asked the doctor to wrap it up with gauze for treatment. After a moment, he waved his hands wordlessly and asked the doctors and nurses to leave in a hurry.

Then one of the members of the action team, the soldier controlled by him, stood up to speak on his behalf, using the vibration of the air to make a hoarse middle-aged male voice: "——Find out the identities of all these people, and, what was known last night Those who are at the destination of the president’s ride should take the initiative to stand up, and those who are not there will be arrested!”

As he spoke, the soldier threw the bloody driver's license, insurance card and other documents on the table, and glanced at the cadres sitting at attention at the scene.