Dc Violence -Kun

Chapter 66

‘Bang’ ‘bang’

Mike raised his elbow, slashed, and stunned the brawny man who was guarding the door with a few strokes. For such untrained ordinary people, as long as they are not far away and don't let them shoot with guns, Mike is not afraid.

They came to the top floor of the Brothers Nightclub, the third floor, a luxuriously decorated doorway.

Mike didn't know that he would come here. It was the boss who was behind him gently saying left, right, and up. With such a command, Mike came all the way cautiously. The boss had a 25-cent coin in his hand, and Mike hit it. Unusually heroic, rest assured, fortunately, these gangsters were not far away from him, and had no chance to shoot, and Mike had already dealt with it without the need for Batti to take action.

Mike twisted the door handle and locked it. He glanced back at Badi. After getting the order from Badi, he kicked on his right foot. This beautifully decorated wooden door was broken and locked by him. The dark yellow wood was torn directly from the location, and the door slammed into the wall with a snap.

"boom"

Mike's pupils shrank, and the door was kicked open. Behind the table, there was a sturdy black man holding a Smith-Wesson M39 pistol. When he saw the person, his face was grimly roaring, "You dare to move the Brotherhood." !!!"

Fire broke out from the dark muzzle, and bullets shot out.

After Mike's breathing was stagnant and his pupils contracted, he would roll sideways and leave the muzzle subconsciously.

Did not wait for him to act.

Bati's hand crossed his face, index finger and the middle one clip, clamped the bullet coming from the lasing, the bullet's forward momentum stopped, the trajectory of the piercing air stopped and dissipated, and the bullet was pinched by the Bati Between the fingers.

"Want power?"

Badi stopped the pinched finger of the finger in the air, so that the sturdy black man who shot the gun could see clearly.

Mike suppressed the frightened blood, exhaled a breath of thrill, silently walked to the side, revealing Badi behind him.

Leon had been stunned behind Badi.

This is...receiving a bullet with bare hands?

Originally, Leon thought that the most powerful person must be Mike, tall and strong, and armed with firearms, just like the bodyguard of Paldi.

Although Ba Di is not bad in figure, Mike has always taken the shot. In addition, Ba Di has a calm atmosphere, such as Yuan Yue's temperament, like a high-powered leader.

How could he think that Badi stretched out his hand to pick up the bullet and clamped the bullet head flat. It was a wild talk, and he was so shocked that he was stunned and his head couldn't turn his head.

The sturdy black man's hideous face stopped for a while, and his eyes stared, as if he couldn't believe that someone could flick with a finger clip, a little panic rose in his heart, and his face sullenly roared: "Doing magic in front of me??? "

"Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang"

Fear drove his head, and five bullets shot out from the dark muzzle again, piercing the air.

Badi's index finger and middle finger opened and closed, the first bullet fell to the finger flesh, and then another clip, the second bullet was clamped by him, his finger opened again, and the second bullet fell down. He kept opening and closing, and the bullet kept being caught by him.

When the sturdy black pistol "Ka Ka Ka" shot out without bullets, Badi's index and middle fingers were vertically clamped with six bullets.

"Want power?"

Badi asked again, he came this time to regain the Brotherhood and let him use it for himself.

He wanted to regain the Brotherhood, there was no need to be too violent, and he didn't want to kill them, but the boss of the Brotherhood seemed to have something wrong.

The sturdy black face was terribly hideous, and his eyes were full of madness.

He threw the Smith Wesson M39 pistol directly, leaned over and pulled out a UZI 9mm light submachine gun from under the table.

"Fuck you mother!!"

The sturdy black man has a crazy face. When he sees the bullet, he knows that the person is bad. Those who can survive in the suicide slum are lunatics, and they can only live until they are crazy enough.

He directly held the UZI9mm light submachine gun quickly, and his fear was released loudly with the gunfire.

Badi's face turned cold, and he no longer wanted to regain his thoughts.

Originally, I planned to come in quietly and quietly regain the Brotherhood for my own use, and then directly killed several other gang leaders, and let my regained subordinates occupy the territory, and let him control this place.

But the boss of this fraternity has ignored Badi's words twice.

There is no third time.

The submachine gun was still erupting crazy flames, and the sturdy black man roared with a blushing face.

Sudden.

The gunfire stopped.

Badi threw the bullet in his hand, and the powerful force directly penetrated his heart. The part of the heart was already in tatters, the breastbone was broken, and a lot of blood splashed on the wall behind him, shocking.

A big hole was opened in the heart of the sturdy black man, and when he saw the wall behind, he fell to the ground with a grim face, and the UZI 9mm light submachine gun in his hand fell.

When Leon saw this scene, his stomach was tumbling on the spot, his hamster's mouth was puffed up like a storehouse, and he felt uncomfortable and vomiting.

"Leon, cut off his head."

Badi said coldly, turned around and let out the door, allowing Leon to see the death of the brotherhood boss more clearly.

"what!"

Leon pressed his abdomen, his eyes were irritated by the desire to vomit, he suddenly heard what Badi said, and for a while, he couldn't believe it.

Cut off his head?

For... why?

Badi glanced at Leon indifferently. He didn't have so much time to slowly cultivate his confidantes. He could only use violence and blood to catalyze the fear of his subordinates, and suppress them with blood to awe and fear.

Badi doesn't care what they will become, as long as they can fulfill the orders they have issued.

His real subordinates will make their own, these human beings are just transitions.

"A minute later, Mike, Leon hasn't cut his head and killed him."

Badi said indifferently, and didn't care about the young man who had just recruited.

Mike nodded silently, squinted at Leon who was standing still, took out a sharp saber and dagger from his waist and threw it at him, then drew his python revolver from his waist, buckled the hammer, and pointed. Looking at Leon's temple.

The saber fell to the ground, making the sound of iron clank and the muffled sound of plastic handles.

Leon's body was stiff, his hands and feet were cold, and the touch of his temple's muzzle made him sweat instantly. Only then did he know that one thousand yuan per dollar is not easy to earn.

The Brotherhood was founded by three brothers. I heard that they had deep feelings. They once blocked each other's bullets. Now he doesn't know which one is in front of him, but as long as you cut off your head, there must be no turning back.

With sweat on Leon's face, he swallowed his saliva. Mike's muzzle made him stab his back, and said with difficulty: "I...I...I will return one thousand dollars to you."

Badi was rubbing his palms with his hands, glanced at him, and said indifferently: "Leon, I am very optimistic about you, and I also need someone for my subordinates."

"If a man doesn't see any blood, how can he be considered a man? You have 40 seconds left."

After Bati finished speaking, he turned and left and walked down the Yongshen corridor.

"37"

"36"

"35"

Mike counts ruthlessly.

Leon's face was horrified, his whole body wet with sweat, his hands and feet trembling tightly to his clothes, his eyes were sour that he wanted to cry.

"Think of your brother."

Mike suddenly stopped counting and said something, then started counting again.

Count to "27."

Leon's pupils shrank, and he was panting heavily. The intensity of his inner struggle was no less than a magnitude 20 earthquake.

For a while, when Mike counted to 10.

His eyes widened suddenly, and he yelled in fear.

"what!!"

He rushed into the room with a knife.

~~~~~

Mike put down the python revolver and waited.

When Leon came out with his head, he patted his blood-filled shoulder.

"My Mike looks at people as accurate as looking at women's busts and hips. Following the boss, you will get something beyond imagination."