Colton, Arkansas

"Da da da……"

"Bang Bang Bang Bang……"

Countless bullets were flying in the air, splashing a snowflake from time to time, or hitting holes in the ground and walls.

"FUCK……Shoot...kill these bastards……"

"Long Live the Skeleton Gang……"

"Look, I'm going to shoot you to death, come out!"

A group of bald gang members hid behind the building, shooting wildly with guns like crazy, not caring whether they hit the target or not.

Anyway, it's over.

In contrast, a group of death warriors surrounded the place and also continued shooting.

In terms of numbers, they were far more numerous than the Skeleton Gang members.

In fact, if possible, those gang members would have surrendered long ago.

But when they saw that the surrendered people were also beaten to death without mercy, they knew that there was no way out at this moment.

Either kill the group of people on the opposite side, or be killed by the group of people on the opposite side.

There was no other choice.

Some people tried to run away, but unfortunately those people were too ruthless and there were too many of them.

No one could escape.

To be honest, at this moment, the group of Skeleton Gang members were also desperate.

At the same time.

Two streets away, there were several police cars parked with American policemen sitting in them.

At this moment, the gunshots in the distance were also heard clearly by them, but no one made any move.

Some American policemen even lit a cigarette and chatted with their colleagues while smoking.

"This group of lunatics is really sick. It would be fine if they formed a group to get free money, but they actually pulled out guns to attack the gang headquarters."

"Yes, I have been doing this for more than 20 years, and this is the first time I have encountered such a gang. They simply don't take their own names seriously. It's really terrible."

"Hmm... Let's wait a little longer! Wait until those guys are done fighting, then I'll go clean up the mess. I don't want to go up against those lunatics."

"……"

At this time, the boss's order came from the intercom

"Everyone, go to Cordillera Avenue, stop the large-scale gun incident, and arrest all the criminals on the scene...Everyone, go to Cordillera Avenue……"

A police officer impatiently held out his hand.

Snap!

The intercom was turned off in an instant.

"Humph! This bastard, he only knows how to give orders blindly. If he has the ability, he should go there and stop it himself."

"That’s right, the Skeleton Gang’s headquarters has already been rushed to the battlefield. Does he want us to be cannon fodder and die?"

"He must be so blood-thirsty that he rushes into the scene at this time. Is this guy a fool?"

"……"

In short, no one wanted to go and die at this time.

After all, bullets don't have eyes. In that kind of environment, life and death are just a matter of a second.

NO~ZUO~NO~DIE

(Don't die, you won't die)

No one wanted to be stupid.

On the other side, the dead soldiers continued to shoot with blank expressions. Even if other dead soldiers died beside them, they couldn't be moved or hesitate at all.

Seeing this scene, many bald brothers of the Skeleton Gang were mentally broken, and their eyes were full of horror.

They had never seen such people before, as if each of them was a cold robot.

Even if they died, they would execute orders without hesitation.

In a blink of an eye, more than ten minutes passed.

Most of the brothers of the Skeleton Gang had turned into corpses.

The only ones left hid in the innermost part of the headquarters and guarded the boss.

It was not because of loyalty or other bullshit reasons, but because the remaining brothers had their own thoughts.

For example, several of them had been thinking in their hearts, if they sold the boss, could they let those death gods live?

There are a few others who want to ask the boss if he has left a way out or a secret passage or something like that.

After all, the story of a cunning rabbit having three burrows is very popular all over the world.

At the same time, the boss of the Skeleton Gang saw the expressions of many of his younger brothers and saw through their little thoughts in a minute. He has been the gang leader for so many years and has not been killed. In terms of the depth of his mind, he is much better than these younger brothers.

At this moment, the boss of the Skeleton Gang did not change his expression. He sat calmly in the boss chair, slowly lit a cigar and started smoking.

Suddenly, the place was filled with smoke.

At this moment, a bald younger brother could not help but shout

"Boss, all our brothers outside have been killed by those psychopaths. We can’t hold on any longer. Let’s retreat quickly!"

"Yes! Boss, as long as the mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. Let's get out of here quickly!"

"Brother, is there a secret passage? We will help you leave."

"Right, right, right! Boss, tell me now! Those damn beasts are about to come and kill us."

"………"

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