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"Bill, sound the alarm and set off in five minutes. Let everyone take care of the guys." Sean ordered Bill next to him with a dark face.

"Okay!" Bill also heard Jonas's words and said through gritted teeth: "Bring the RPG!?"

"Bring it with you. If someone wants to test our strength, let them open their eyes!" Sean squinted his eyes. Salamanga, I haven't even come to you to settle the matter of my head being shot. You came to the door first. Since

If so, let’s settle the old and new accounts together!

When the alarm was sounded, everyone jumped up and quickly changed into combat uniforms, just like they were in the army.

When we got here, Sean re-divided everyone into combat groups according to the custom in the army. Everyone checked their weapons and quickly got into three pickup trucks!

Pickup trucks are a great thing. They are a perfect match for home travel and shopping.

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Watching Jonas being taken out and back again, the gang members who followed Salamanga laughed happily.

These guys didn't have much respect for Sean, the smuggled alcohol dealer who suddenly appeared, but they were very jealous. They were jealous that Sean had monopolized the market and made a lot of money.

This time, the people from the Salamanga family said hello in advance. They were naturally happy to see the two sides clash, and no one thought that Sean had a chance.

Over the years, many people have tried to provoke and overthrow Salamanga, but Salamanca is still entrenched around Newark.

"Boss, that guy called, and Sean on the other side asked about our firepower." The person who took Jonas on the phone reported to Hector immediately after returning.

"Ha, hahahaha." Hector seemed to have heard some funny joke and let out a harsh laugh like a night owl.

"How about killing them both first?" his men pointed at Jonas and said.

"No, don't worry." Old God Hector said on the ground: "I don't want to scare our little friend Sean. Wait, when they come, I want him to watch these two guys being executed with his own eyes."

"Perhaps we Salamangas have been too low-key recently, which makes some people think that I am old."

"Then let's take this opportunity to show them the power of our Salamanga family, and save some little mice from jumping out to make people sick."

"However, just in case, we will destroy them."

After receiving the order, the men walked over and pointed the muzzle of their pistol at Jonas's arm, "bang", "bang" and "bang".

Jonas and Jonas were shot in both arms and basically lost their ability to resist.

Obviously, Sean and Hecla thought of going together.

Sean wants to use the blood of Salamanga's family to build his foundation, and Hecla wants to use Sean's blood to dye his throne red again.

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It's very close from Passaic to Jersey City, only 15 kilometers along the highway. In ten minutes, Sean and others approached Jonas's trading location.

The difference was that when the distance was still more than a kilometer, Sean turned off the engine and got out of the car, and a group of people took their equipment and headed towards the place in the dark to surround them.

At the trading location, all the vehicles parked nearby turned on their headlights, illuminating the spot as if it were daylight. Looking at it from a distance, Sean sneered, "It's just a mob!"

Despite what he said, Sean remained vigilant as always, waving his hands to people to carefully surround him and check if there was any ambush on the road.

Lying on the ground and looking at the scene with a telescope, Sean wanted to find the location of Hekla.

If the Tao is poor, then the tactics are interspersed, and if the Tao is good, I will bomb it. Either don't fight, or if you want to fight, you have to take the lead.

"Damn, a bunch of people are here to join in the fun, and they'll make you look good in no time!" Sean cursed when he saw the Jersey City gang members gathering together through the telescope.

To Sean's expectation, although he didn't know what Hekla looked like, he quickly locked onto Hekla's location.

The reason for this result can only be said that these gangs, even mafia families, are really unprofessional.

A group of people gathered around the car where Hekla was sitting, directly exposing the commander's position.

If this happens on the battlefield, it will only be covered by enemy firepower. Of course, now...

Sean waved and whispered: "Every unit is ready, Bill, you take people over there, try to form a crossfire, be careful not to kill Jonas."

"Don't worry, boss, Jonas is smart. I bet that as soon as we open fire here, he will get under the car immediately." Bill chuckled. Despite the decisiveness he just said on the phone, in fact,

They had just discovered that Jonas had not been executed early, so they were not too worried.

You survived the hail of bullets and artillery bombs on the battlefield, but how the fuck can you capsize at the hands of a group of gangsters?

That's too embarrassing!

"Well, if I have enough firepower later, I'll hit those Jersey City bitches. They're a bunch of sons of bitches, and they don't even think about whether they're strong enough to get involved in this kind of thing!"

"Everyone, get ready, let me set off a big firework for you first!" As he said this, Sean half-knelt on the ground with the RPG on his shoulders, aiming sideways to lock on the vehicle surrounded by several people.

Speaking of which, this behavior of the Salamanga family is actually normal.

Gang operations are like this for everyone. A group of people surround the boss. Even if they are attacked, they have to kill the people outside before they can hurt the boss. It is actually very safe.

Sean is the one with the problem.

Everyone is a gangster, and the most they can do is shoot with a submachine gun...

But Sean didn't think so. He locked the target and pressed the trigger heavily with his right index finger.

"Whoosh" flames erupted, and the warhead began to accelerate in the air with flames sprayed out, drawing a long trajectory in the night sky.

It doesn't look like the speed is very fast. Someone on the Salamanca side has already discovered the flame trail, but it's just visually unpleasant.

"Look out!" had just been shouted, and before anyone had time to lie down, the warhead had already arrived.

"Boom!!" There was a loud noise, and fire shot into the sky. Along with the scattered limbs and broken arms, the Ford Mercury was blown up more than three meters high, rolled twice in the air and fell heavily to the ground.

, fire burst out from inside the car.

The shock wave carried blood and minced meat and spread in all directions. The sound of the bombing made everyone at the scene lose their voice and stared at this scene blankly.

The Jersey City gang members who came over to watch Sean's excitement were dumbfounded, and for a moment they couldn't tell whether they had accidentally gone to the battlefield or not.

Damn it, we are all gangsters, shouldn't we meet and talk first, and then pull out our guns and start shooting if we can't reach an agreement?

Isn’t it too much for you to use a rocket launcher as soon as you come up?

It’s just that Sean obviously didn’t want to give them a chance to think too much. As soon as Hekla and other key members of the Salamanga family were sent to the sky, Bill and others started to set up submachine guns and shoot wildly.

There was crossfire from two directions. Seven Mac-10 submachine guns with a capacity of 32 rounds and using 9X19mm bullets poured more than 200 rounds of bullets at the scene within 20 seconds.

The metal storm blew towards the scene mercilessly. Except for a few lucky people, all those who reacted slowly and did not find a bunker immediately were killed on the spot.