Chapter 1188 Strange People

Cassel gasped and stuffed the "hole man" into the trunk of the Hummer, where there were already three prisoners stacked on top of each other.

One of the unlucky guys was shot in the lower abdomen by a bean bullet. In addition to the pain of excrement and urine, this guy also had the smell of gas coming out of his body.

Although he knew that gas had no smell, Cassel still had to open all the car windows to prevent those unlucky ones from being poisoned by his companions.

Who knows what is going on with these mutants? What if they are just smelly gas...

Seeing that John Wigger ignored the advice and insisted on taking the dog food money, Cassell helplessly shouted with a ridiculous radio: "Wait a moment, Kevin's drone will be here soon.

It’s really support. I only need 5,000 yuan of support, and I’ll pay for it..."

John Wigger glanced back at Cassel, the guy who had become his friend since they first met at Alvin's restaurant.

This guy is narcissistic, arrogant, and familiar, but he is indeed a very interesting and loyal friend.

John Wigger has never met such a friend in his career, but since he retired, Cassel has given him a very good feeling, although he is indeed annoying sometimes...

Hanging Bonelli to his chest, John Wigger checked the two Glock pistols on his body and the magazines on his waist. Then he held the radio with cartoon stickers in disgust, hesitated and said: "Next time If you have support, call me as soon as possible. I actually held a child beeper for a gunfight. Just now a policeman looked at me like he was crazy..."

Cassel closed the trunk of the Humvee. He watched John Wigger sort out the pistols and magazines on his body. The Glock 17 had 17 rounds of ammunition. The man also carried 10 magazines with him, as if he was going out at once. It’s like I won’t stop until I kill dozens of people…

Faced with John Wigger's complaints, Cassel said a little dissatisfied: "You asked me to help, and I found the whereabouts of these people through some channels...

I'll even lend you Alexis and I's secret communicator...

Man, you have to buy me a drink when this is over, you broke my heart! "

John Wicker listened to the increasingly loud noises in the apartment. Several ragged drug addicts ran out from the door, shouting in horror...

Faced with this situation, John Wigger said impatiently: "When will the support arrive?"

"Oh~ I'm here, it's so lively here!"

Kevin Mitnick's voice cut into John Wigger's radio communicator. The little fat man said in a very unbeatable voice: "You have very special taste. Where did you buy this children's communicator? For It took me 5 seconds to find your communication channel..."

John Wigger looked up at a small drone in the sky. He raised Benelli and pointed it at the drone. He felt that as long as Cassel was unhappy, he could shoot. This kind of bad-mouthed backup Don’t worry, you can still save 5,000 yuan.

As a result, Cassel shouted into the radio cheerfully: "Kevin, my man, take a look at the situation inside and give our Mr. Witkey some guidance.

I really can’t stand him messing around alone..."

As soon as Cassel finished speaking, Kevin's voice came over, "Oh, there are six of them, two are ambushing at the corner on the second floor, and there are four more upstairs who seem to be looking for something.

I suggest you go around to the back and pounce on them. The fire stairs in the back alley have been removed, but that won't be a problem for you, right? "

John Wigger frowned and said, "Are you sure? Why don't they run away?"

Saying that, John Wigger did not wait for Kevin to reply. He rushed into the door of the apartment and rushed down the stairs to the exit on the second floor...

John Wigger, knowing that there was an ambush here, held up Bonelli fiercely, turned his body slightly and used the cover of the wall to fire three shots in the direction of his left hand.

Hearing a scream of screams, John Wigger pressed against the wall and began to count the number of bullets.

These mutants use relatively sophisticated M4 automatic rifles. A 30-round magazine only takes 3-4 seconds to shoot in the hands of a novice.

When the firing pin sounded on the right, John Wigger quickly turned around and rushed in to empty out Bonelli's remaining four bean bombs.

These mutants who rob a bank and still use guns are actually just minor characters. The little abilities that make them feel unique are completely useless in front of the big killer John Wigger.

Having claws, being able to breathe fire and discharge electricity, etc. are really not that powerful abilities!

As long as bullets are still useful to them, these mutants are actually no different to John Wigger.

After a quick check on the two unlucky guys who had been knocked down, one of them had his face opened by a bean bomb.

This young man, who was probably not too old, received a shot of bean bullets on his mouth and nose at close range.

If he didn't have dental insurance, he would probably have to eat like a toothless old lady for the rest of his life...

Seeing the unlucky child squirting acidic blood from his mouth and nose, hugging his thigh and crying, John Wigger frowned and tied him up, then turned around to tie up the other mutant with spikes on his back. People were also tied up...

After taking a look at the crying young man, John Wigger hesitated, picked up the radio, and said: "Call an ambulance and charge it to my account..."

Cassel gasped and rushed downstairs to the apartment. From a distance, he heard a sharp sound of air leaking in pain, calling "Mom~"

Hearing John Wigger's call on the radio, he took out his cell phone and dialed Hell's Kitchen Community Hospital...

John Wigger saw Cassel popping up at the top of the stairs. He signaled to get him down quickly, and then walked upstairs while stuffing bean bombs into Benelli...

Cassell panted and ran upstairs, looking at the two sturdy unlucky guys who were tied up. He helplessly shouted to John Wigger who had already passed the corner of the third floor, "Are you doing this to me?" The demands are too high, why don't we call the police!

The lightest of these two guys is 160 pounds..."

When Cassel was complaining, a big-headed black man poked his head out of a shabby room on the second floor. He looked at Cassel and said, "Sir, do you need help?"

As he spoke, the big head glanced at the two mutated people who were badly beaten, and said: "I can help, for 10 yuan..."

Cassel glanced at the huge head, blinked his eyes and couldn't believe how a human could grow such a big head...

Faced with the pleading expression on the big head, Cassel nodded quickly and said: "No problem, get them down and put them in the car, I'll give you 50 yuan..."

Cassell took a breath before he finished speaking. The big head just walked out of the room with his head lowered and his knees slightly bent. This guy must be over 230 centimeters tall...

His broad and thick shoulders make even a 1-meter-wide door seem a bit crowded, and his tall stature allows him to knock down the ceiling with his head just by straightening up...

Cassel looked at this monster-like giant with a little horror, and said with a trembling voice: "We agreed on 50 yuan, right?

If you are not satisfied, we can still discuss the price..."

The big black man ignored Cassel's nonsense. He picked up the two unfortunate guys like chickens, then looked at Cassel and said, "Sir, where is your car? I'll deliver it to you." past……"

As he spoke, the big man glanced at the unfortunate guy in his hand with disgust, and said: "They injured the priest, they should be punished..."

At this time, Cassel discovered the problem with the big man. He seemed normal, but he was a bit too honest.

In Harlem, an unlucky place second only to Hell's Kitchen, there is no room for honest people to survive. This guy's mind doesn't seem to be very bright.

But when he heard that someone was injured, Cassel had no time to think about it. He trotted to the door of the room where the big man appeared and took a look inside.

Several homeless people were surrounding a priest who had been shot. On the only table in the room were several bags of bread and snacks that seemed to be about to expire...

Faced with this situation, Cassell rushed in anxiously and took a closer look at the priest who was shot. He was shot in the shoulder and abdomen. The two homeless men could only tear off relatively clean pieces of cloth from the priest's body. Trying desperately to hold his wound.

Cassel turned back to the big man and shouted: "Put them down, this priest is going to die, get him down, an ambulance will be here soon...

FUCK What's going on in your head? He is almost dead..."

The big man blinked a little doubtfully after hearing this. He hesitated and held the two unlucky mutants together in his hands. He squeezed into the room again regardless of the screams of the two unlucky guys...

Seeing Cassel's anxious expression, the big man said hesitantly: "Does the 50 yuan I just mentioned still count?

The pastor must be fine, he said God will bless him, just like God bless me!

I've also been shot, but it hurts a lot, but I won't die..."

Cassell finally confirmed that there was something wrong with the big man's brain. He waved his hand and shouted: "Get him down, he needs to go to the hospital..."

While Kassel was in chaos and busy, John Wigger, under the guidance of remote logistics Kevin Mitnick, successfully defeated the remaining four mutant robbers.

Just when he was wondering why these people didn't escape and had to come here, Kevin's voice suddenly came from the radio, "Run, run! This is a trap..."

I'll stop them..."

Kevin yelled slightly panicked, and at the same time, the drone that had been hovering on the street began to turn, and the micro missile on the drone was instantly launched to the top floor of a building opposite the dilapidated apartment...

In the Hell's Kitchen restaurant, watching the two strong men with RPGs on their shoulders being blown up by missiles on the monitor, Kevin wiped the cold sweat from his head and said to the radio: "It's so dangerous, you should retreat quickly..."

Oh, who is this? "