Rebirth in America

Mulholland Drive, this place is associated with Hollywood in the minds of Americans.

In the 1950s, Mulholland Drive was just the name of a road, not that extremely obscure psychological movie. Along this avenue, many blocks and apartments have been built.

This is where top movie stars, big-name directors and famous artists gather. Many boys and girls full of dreams do not hesitate to work as waiters and supermarket cashiers in this place in order to have the opportunity to meet these people. Many handsome men and beauties who aspire to be actors buy a house next to this avenue to live in after they become famous.

Many social celebrities, including the President of the United States, also own properties nearby. It is common to meet big stars when going out here.

There is a beige European-style mansion at No. 666 on Mulholland Drive. This house is worth a lot of money and is estimated to cost US$10 million. The house is very spacious, with 43 rooms, and is surrounded by solid red brick walls, with power grids and alarm devices installed on the walls.

Looking from the gate, there is a large swimming pool inside, with garden trees and so on next to it. If you walk in, you will find towering trees and lush foliage, covering the entire mansion in green shade.

At this time, it was around 10 o'clock in the evening, and a girl was standing at the intersection, waiting for her boyfriend.

A car passed by the girl and stopped at the door of mansion No. 666. I saw two men getting out of the car. One opened the trunk lid, and the other walked to the door as if to ring the doorbell.

The girl didn't pay attention to what the two men looked like, but she felt very keenly that one of them was not white. The distance was too far and she couldn't see clearly, but she still felt that way.

"The way the other person walked made me feel that he was definitely not white." When the girl asked the police. she replied.

"Why does it make you think like this?"

"I can't tell. Maybe the way the man walks is a little strange, like a civet cat or something."

The police were very disappointed with this answer. They really hoped someone would see the two men, even if they saw the license plate.

Of the two men who got out of the car, the short one was indeed not white.

He looks Asian, with black hair. Yellow skin, serious expression and eyes. He was not very old, probably only in his twenties, maybe thirty years old. It is difficult to tell the age of Asians.

"Is this here?" the Asian asked.

The other person is Caucasian and appears to be in his thirties. Aquiline nose, cold eyes. He didn't answer, just tightened his grip on the gun.

"Why use a gun?" the Asian asked again. Perhaps thinking that the other party would not answer, he said naggingly: "It's so troublesome to use a gun. Do you know that if you shoot a headshot with a gun, you will get blood, brains and everything?" It exploded. The floor was stained by then. It was so disgusting to step on!"

The white man interrupted the other party's nagging: "Stop talking, old man!"

"Okay, okay! I won't say anything anymore." When Lao Ba didn't speak, he seemed too serious.

They came to the door and looked around. No one was around, and the girl had been picked up by her boyfriend long ago.

"Kane, are you coming or am I coming?"

"Do you really think we're going to walk in through the front door?"

Kane stopped Lao Ba from ringing the doorbell. He took a few steps back, ran a short distance, and then jumped more than one meter high. One foot stepped on the lattice of the iron door. With a little help, he jumped up another meter, crossed the iron gate and fell into the garden.

When he stepped on the iron door, there was a loud bang, which seemed to alarm the people in the room.

"Ignore your mother!" Lao Ba cursed and immediately followed Kane. In the same step and leap, he flew over the two-meter-high iron gate and arrived in the garden.

"You bastard! Keep your mouth clean. Be careful, I will burst your anus!"

Kane scolded him back in Mandarin, with a clear accent that sounded no different from what people in Beijing would say.

Hearing the word "bastard", the Asian man lost his mind. His eyes turned red. He raised the gun in his hand, pointed it at Kane's head and said: "Your grandfather, my name is Wang Feng! My name is Wang Feng! You call me "bastard" again! Call me again! "

Kane looked at the other party coldly, and then said: "Okay, stop making trouble! Crazy old man, you should stop talking nonsense and concentrate on your work!"

At this time, more than a dozen bodyguards in black rushed out of the mansion. They took out their pistols and pointed them at the two at the door.

"Don't move! Put your hands up!"

"This is a private residence and you have violated U.S. law!"

Before these bodyguards could see what the two of them looked like, they only saw a blur in front of their eyes, and then heard the bang of gunshots. People around him kept getting hit and fell down, one after another.

Kane and Crazy Old Eight had already sensed the danger when the black-clad bodyguards rushed out. Without waiting for the bodyguards to take aim and fire, they each threw themselves into the grass to hide their figures. At the same time, they did not forget to shoot. Their marksmanship was very accurate and they could hit the target even when they were knocked down.

After more than ten shots were fired, only a bodyguard in black was left standing. The bodyguard hasn't seen the enemy clearly yet. He only knows that the two people are hiding in the grass. So in a hurry, he shot randomly into the grass.

"Da da da!"

Soon the bullets in the pistol were all gone, and it was not known whether the shot was successful or not. Soon, he knew the result.

Seeing that the bodyguard was out of bullets, both Kane and Crazy Old Eight walked out of their respective hiding places. Kane pointed his gun at the bodyguard teasingly, but did not fire immediately.

"Stop playing! The police will be here soon!"

The crazy old man was dissatisfied with Kane's procrastination. He always felt that such a violent attack had no technical content at all. He muttered: "It's so boring, so boring!"

When Kane was waiting for the bodyguard to load the bullet and prepare to shoot, he pulled the trigger first: "Bang!"

This shot hit the bodyguard in the center of his eyebrows. The bodyguard's eyes widened and he fell down with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Stop nagging, go in quickly and find the real owner! It's useless to kill these minions. You have to kill the target to get the money."

"If you want me to do it, I can just sneak in and kill the target. Fortunately, we cut off the alarm system and phone lines before we came in, otherwise the police would have surrounded this place."

Kane became impatient and said: "This is what the employer requires. You have to kill the target with a gun. If you keep nagging me, I will do it by myself. You can go back."

The crazy old man stopped talking. He pressed his lips tightly and walked straight into the house. At this time, the anti-theft alarm system has been turned off and does not work. As soon as the two of them stepped into the room, they were fired upon by a burst of gunfire. They were so frightened that they hurriedly hid behind the sofa.

Before they broke in, the mansion's owner, Murphy, was watching television in the lobby. Watching TV with him were his wife Betty and two sons. The eldest son, Lenny, is 21 years old and is attending college in Los Angeles. He happens to be resting at home tonight. The second son, Ike, is 16 years old and attends a private high school. Also staying at home.

When the two gunmen stepped through the iron gate, they all heard it but didn't take it seriously. People often kicked in the iron gate of their home, and bodyguards usually drove these people away, and now was no exception.

Murphy is a wealthy man. He owns a majority stake in an entertainment company, which can bring him tens of millions of dollars in income every year. He is very busy at work. I often travel for business and am rarely at home. Today I just happened to come back to reunite with my family.

Betty did not go out to work. She was a full-time housewife. Her main job was to take care of her husband and son. In my free time, I go out for beauty and health care. When I get bored, I go shopping with my bodyguard, and I usually buy a lot of flashy things.

After the gunfire rang out. Murphy immediately jumped up from the sofa. He asked Betty to hide in the room and called the police. As for the two sons, they ran to get the guns. They kept a lot of guns in their house, all kinds of guns.

The gunfire outside soon stopped, and then there was silence. No one came in. There were no gunshots either.

Soon, Betty brought them bad news: "Murphy, Murphy! I can't get through the phone. Maybe it was cut off."

Someone is going to deal with them! It was premeditated!

Several names of enemies immediately flashed through Murphy's mind. He vowed that if he could leave here alive, he would make those people pay the price.

There was a gunshot outside, and then they heard a conversation between two people. It didn't sound like English, but the language of those yellow-skinned monkeys in Chinatown.

As the two men walked through the door, they opened fire, a steady stream of shots. A large number of bullets flew towards the door like raindrops. This lasted for two or three minutes until all the bullets in their hands were empty.

"How's it going? Did you hit them?" Lenny asked quickly after he stopped shooting.

"I don't know! I saw them, but I'm not sure if I hit them."

Ike shook his head. He did shoot at the two gunmen. But the opponent's skills were too fast, and he had already ducked aside before he could pull the trigger.

Just as their father, Murphy, was about to say something, a gunman stood up from behind the sofa, raised a 12mm gun and fired four bullets at him.

"boom!"

The first shot hit Murphy's right hand, beating his entire hand to pieces. At the same time, the huge impact caused the gun in his hand to fly to nowhere.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The next two shots hit Murphy on the left shoulder, and the last shot hit the chest. Murphy fell down covered in blood.

The shooter was Kane. With a cold face, he aimed at the number one target and fired.

All this happened too fast. The two brothers watched their father being killed by a gunman. When they reacted, they cursed angrily.

"Son of a bitch! Go to hell!"

"You actually killed him, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net actually killed him!"

They were trembling while looking for a place to hide while loading bullets. Before he could load the bullet, another gunman came around behind him. Aiming at the back of Lenny's head, he raised his hand and shot him.

The crazy old man's shot was so hard and accurate that it ripped open Lenny's entire head. The splashing blood and flesh covered Ike's body, making him stunned.

The continuous gunshots woke up the hostess Betty. She turned around in panic and prepared to run away. Unexpectedly, before she could run a few steps, Kane fired two bullets, which hit her left thigh and the other. The shot hit the left shoulder. She fell down and crawled on the carpet in the hall, blood flowing all over the floor.

"Ahhh!"

Betty screamed, struggled to stand up, staggered twice, and slipped in a pool of her own blood.

On the other side, Crazy Old Eight killed Ike with another shot. He slowly walked over and watched Kane teasing the enemy.

"Hey! Stop playing! The police will be here later."

Under the urging of the crazy old man, Kane had to solve this last goal. He shot at the woman lying on the ground indiscriminately. Betty was shot several times all over her body, but her vitality was very tenacious and she still did not die. She was still panting and trying to crawl away. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to () to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please read it.)

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