Build the Traveler Alliance from scratch

As the busiest port city in the Western Hemisphere, the docks in Los Angeles are equally restless at night.

The shore is brightly lit, and huge cargo ships are docked at the port. The cranes work as usual under the light, constantly moving and unloading container cargo from the cargo ships.

At this moment, dark clouds suddenly filled the sky and heavy rain poured down.

Seeing this situation, the crane accelerated the speed of moving and unloading the containers despite the heavy rain.

But not far away, armed with live ammunition, the killers on patrol were no longer so calm.

A black-haired man wearing a bulletproof vest and an M11 submachine gun hanging around his neck opened the door and led three gunmen who were also loaded with ammunition and wearing bulletproof vests into a temporary house converted from several containers.

There were three people in the house, two of them were bodyguards wearing bulletproof suits, and the remaining one was the organizer of the operation, now Las Vegas hitman agent Fergie Swann.

At this moment, Fergie Swann was carefully maintaining the gun under the light.

The black-haired man pushed open the door and entered, gave a military salute, and then said: "Sir, the message has been sent."

Fergie Swann served in the Marine Corps. After retiring, he returned to Las Vegas to help his father. Many of his cronies were brothers who came to join him after retiring, so he has always maintained a reputation in the military. Habit.

Hearing the words of the black-haired man, Fergie Swann did not raise his head. While wiping his pistol, he said in a low voice: "Very good, let's wait for the bastard to take the bait himself - how about the British guy? He's not dead yet." Bar?"

The black-haired man shook his head and said: "Back to sir, not yet, but it's raining heavily now, and I'm worried that he may not be able to survive a few nights."

After hearing these words, Fergie Swann finally stopped what he was doing, raised his head, and said calmly: "If you can't hold on anymore, let him die. Anyway, as long as his body is there, sooner or later the guy will be able to take the bait." …”

Before he finished speaking, several rapid shouts suddenly came from outside the container, followed by several gunshots.

Fergie Swann stood up suddenly, looked at the black-haired man and said solemnly: "Go out and have a look!"

"yes!"

The black-haired man clenched his submachine gun and rushed out of the room with three of his men.

Fergie Swann held the pistol, loaded the magazine, and looked at the two bodyguards and said, "You guys go too."

The two bodyguards nodded, drew their pistols and walked towards the door.

After a while, the gunshots outside the container became more rapid, and from time to time there were a few screams.

Fergie Swann was pacing back and forth with his gun in his hand, his face uncertain.

He wanted to go out and have a look, but he was afraid that the other party was coming for him.

"Who are they, the Russians, or the damn gypsies?"

Fergie Swann gritted his teeth and racked his brains to guess the identity of the visitor.

But no matter what he thought, he never considered the possibility that the person coming was Li Yun.

After all, Li Yun was just a lone wolf killer, and judging by the intensity of gunshots outside the container, it was obvious that there was more than one person, and it was very likely that some force wanted to take the opportunity to kill him, and then blame Li Yun, who was chasing him.

Thinking of this, Fergie Swann felt a little regretful, regretting that he should not have come in person.

At this moment, a rocket ripped through the rain curtain, roared in, and hit the container next to it.

"boom!"

A violent explosion came with a shock wave.

Fergie Swan felt as if the ground was shaking, and he quickly spread his legs to steady himself.

After the aftermath dissipated, the gunfire outside the container gradually subsided.

Fergie Swann kicked the long table in front of him, hid behind the table, gripped the pistol, and felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

It has been so long, and none of his subordinates have come in to report the situation to him, which means that the battle situation outside is not optimistic, and his subordinates may have fled in all directions.

Soon, there were footsteps outside the container.

Fergie Swann calmed down at this time, clenched his pistol, and quietly looked out the door.

Under the illumination of the lights above the container, shaking figures appeared outside the door.

Fergie Swann raised his pistol and aimed it calmly at the door, waiting for someone to enter.

At this moment, the container-modified wall behind him suddenly exploded.

The shock wave hit Fergie Swann's back without any obstruction, knocking him off his feet. He was carried behind the long table in front of him and flew straight to the concrete floor outside the door.

"Pfft——"

Fergie Swann spit out a mouthful of blood and felt that his internal organs were shaking. His whole body was sore, numb, and weak.

At this moment, a black car drove slowly and stopped in front of him.

A middle-aged man in a suit opened the door and got out of the car, opened a black umbrella, and respectfully opened the rear door.

"Crack-"

The black leather shoes stepped out of the back seat and landed on the water-filled ground.

Fergie Swann gritted his teeth and struggled to get up, wanting to see whose hands he had fallen into.

But before he could stand up completely, a military boot stepped hard on his back.

"Click——"

There was a faint sound of bone cracking, and Fergie Swann felt a pain in his back and quickly lost consciousness.

Li Yun took off his helmet, put a black pistol on Fergie Swann's head, and sneered: "Mr. Swann, you probably never thought that we would meet again in this way, right?"

"..."

When he received no response, Li Yun frowned. Just as he was about to continue speaking, he was interrupted by Lin Zhongtian.

"Okay, okay, everyone has fainted, and you are still talking to yourself..."

Lin Zhongtian was speechless and walked towards Li Yun, followed closely by Vlad holding a black umbrella.

When he came to the unconscious Fergie Swann, Lin Zhongtian squatted down and raised his head. On the surface, he seemed to be checking whether the other person was really unconscious. In fact, he was controlling the gray fog to read through the other person's memory.

Soon, Lin Zhongtian stood up thoughtfully.

No wonder these killer intermediaries are so eager to protect their own interests. It turns out that the market they control is really not small, and the income they get from the organization every year is no less than that of a top killer, or even more.

Not only that, in this way, they can gather manpower and funds very quickly.

Take Fergie Swann and his father as an example. Relying on his status as a killer agent and the special nature of Las Vegas, his forces are by no means inferior to the Russian gangsters in the first Fast Chase.

It's just that this time, when Fergie Swann went cross-state, preparations were hasty in all aspects. All the manpower was still in Las Vegas. He only had seven or eight confidants and a group of troops sent by other colleagues. People's hearts were divided. Without any cooperation, Lin Zhongtian easily dealt with him.

In contrast, Lin Zhongtian is a local, and he needs money and connections.

This time, he easily wiped out all of Fergie Swann and his army group without him taking any action personally.

No wonder the ancients always said that a strong dragon cannot overwhelm a local snake...

Lin Zhongtian sighed inwardly.

At the same time, an old Chinese man walked over holding an umbrella, followed by four well-armed strong men.

When Lin Zhongtian saw this, he turned around, stretched out his hand towards the old man, and said with a chuckle: "Thank you, Mr. Liu, for your help!"

Mr. Liu shook hands with Lin Zhongtian with a smile, and said in half-familiar Mandarin: "Yes, it's all about my family. Zuo Sheng's business is Hongmen's business. You are willing to contact Hongmen like your grandfather. I am also very happy." I'm glad, it's not like your father..."

Speaking of the last sentence, Mr. Liu seemed a little angry and said something in Cantonese.

Lin Zhongtian stopped him immediately and said sternly: "You don't talk about your father's faults, so please be careful when talking about it, Mr. Liu."

Mr. Liu reacted and said quickly: "Sorry, sorry, I was rude. I hope Zuo Sheng won't be offended."

Lin Zhongtian smiled and shook his head, and said in a friendly manner: "It doesn't matter, we are all in the same city, so we should help each other. In the future, you and I should still move around more and get closer!"

"That's right, that's right!"

Mr. Liu laughed heartily and looked at Lin Zhongtian with admiration in his eyes.