Chapter 339 Are You Here to Show Me How Cool You Are?

"Old Black, bring the men!" Gong Fan ordered in a low voice.

There was no movement behind him, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look behind him, "Old Black?"

He saw that Black King Kong and his little brother were completely out of touch with the main force, and even stopped where they were.

"Fuck you, what are you doing?" Gong Fan cursed angrily.

But then he didn't have time to pay attention to Black King Kong, because gunshots rang out from the New World Tea House.

For a while, gunshots rang out from the New World, attracting the attention of the small gang members.

Gong Fan saw that he was exposed, gritted his teeth, "Fight, rush over and burn the New World Tea House."

The current situation did not allow him to think too much, so he could only implement it according to the plan.

Crow watched the gunshots downstairs attract the enemy's attention, stood up with a flamethrower, opened the combustion cap and safety valve, and sprayed directly downstairs.

The exchange of fire downstairs was fierce, and no one expected that the flames would fall from the sky, and the flames fell on them, constantly burning them.

All those who were stained with flames dropped their guns and kept rolling on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames, but it was in vain.

Because the flamethrower sprayed thickened gasoline, which has a high combustion value and high flame temperature, and has low fluidity and strong adhesion.

Once it adheres to the target surface, it is difficult to shake off, which can cause continuous severe burns.

More and more people were sprayed with flames, and the wailing sound spread throughout the block.

Gong Fan began to retreat with his men. Now even a fool knew that the other side was prepared.

But it was too late for them to escape now.

Black King Kong led his men to shoot cold guns at this side. Gong Fan could not be allowed to survive, otherwise he would die.

The group of people were in a dilemma for a while.

"Old Black, I fuck your ancestors, you dare to betray me." Gong Fan cursed while looking for cover, and he had to keep an eye on his back.

Black King Kong didn't say anything. Gong Fan led his brothers to death, he couldn't do it.

He had long known Li Qing's name from his fellow Hong Kong people, and knew that this person was not someone who would suffer a loss. In order to survive, he simply led his people to rebel.

Crow stood upstairs and shook the spray gun in his hand, "Fuck, it's gone?"

"Brother, when you bought it, they said that this is a second-hand product, and there is not much fuel in it." Crow's younger brother explained in a low voice.

Crow dropped the spray gun and thought about it. The other party did say, "Tsk tsk, it's not satisfying!"

Gao Jin's mouth twitched, and he looked at the dozens of bodies downstairs that were gradually dying and burned black.

Zhang Dongxiu couldn't help but stand up and pushed Crow, "Ah~ So, you came to ask me to see you show off?"

"Yes, you think so."

"..."

Zhang Dongxiu was black, 'I♦I'm an idiot if I believe you again! '

He picked up the gun on the ground with a dark face and started to shoot at the people downstairs, apparently thinking they were crows.

In the two buses in the distance, the members of the Big Hair Gang fell into silence as they watched the New World members who came out to make up for the gunfire not far away.

"Kevin, shall we... go up?"

Kevin seemed to smell the familiar smell of barbecue, and his heart trembled, "I think we should go back and repair it, after all, the other side has weapons of mass destruction."

"Well, it can be considered."

"Yes, the main thing is that the other side is on guard now, and we may not be able to capture it if we go up now."

"Retreat!"

Just as they were discussing whether to retreat or not, two figures crawled forward in the blind spot of their vision.

They secretly crawled under their bus, took out the remote-controlled bomb from their backpack, and then fixed the bomb on the fuel tank, and then secretly crawled away.

"Agreed, then evacuate. After all, this is not far from the New World base, be careful not to be discovered by them."

The two buses drove away from Chinatown one after the other.

They didn't notice that a bright black Chevrolet sedan had been following them within a hundred meters behind their car.

The person in the sedan was the young master!

Chevrolet followed the bus all the way to a Russian church.

The church was just a cover-up. In fact, this was one of the bases of the Mao Gang. Well, it was a relatively large base.

The young man put a piece of gum in his mouth and looked at the watch to calculate the time, "60.59..."

When the time was up, he took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed a number.

"Boom~" Several explosions sounded in succession. The young man smiled and drove away quickly.

On the playground behind the church, the two buses had turned into huge fireballs, and the flames were constantly burning. The high temperature made people dare not approach.

Soon someone brought a fire extinguisher, but everything was in vain. All the people inside had died. They were either blown to death or burned to death. No one was spared.

The young man drove the car all the way to the beach and threw the phone into the sea. Even if the other party had the most advanced technology, there would be no trace.

Of course, this was only for the American police. As for the Mao Gang, there was no need to guess. Everyone knew that this must have been done by the New World.

......

"Vig, should we... negotiate peace with Li Qing?" Avi sat on the sofa a little dejectedly, holding a wine glass in his hand.

After several consecutive failures against the New World, he lost the courage to deal with Li Qing.

Especially when the bus exploded in his base, he felt that the other party had all his information.

According to him, the person sent that night did not show up at all, and he didn't know why the other party was sure that he was from the Big Hair Gang.

Viger twisted off the head of the cigar fiercely and kept burning the cigar with a blowtorch.

"Talk about peace? NONONO, why do we need to talk about peace?"

"But both of our bases were attacked by the New World, and we have lost nearly two hundred people, Viger."

Avi stood up a little excitedly.

"Don't get excited, Avi, our Big Mao Gang has never relied on a large number of people!" Viger pointed at Avi with a cigar.

"Huh? What do you mean, Viger?"

Avi suddenly thought of the Big Mao Gang's trump card, the three Big Mao killers, "babayage?"

Viger shook his head, "Don't worry about this matter, you should take care of your business."

Viger didn't want to say more, nor did he want Avi to know too much.

He also wanted Night Demon to come forward, but unfortunately, Night Demon completed the impossible task and withdrew.

Avi glanced at Viger, put the wine glass on the table, and walked out silently.

After Avi walked out of the door, he took out a notebook from the safe, put on his reading glasses, and dialed the number on the notebook.

"Ahem... Perkins? This is Vig, sorry to bother you so late." Vig cleared his throat.

"Mr. Vig, what's the matter? You haven't contacted me for a long time." A crisp female voice came from the other side.

"It's like this, I have a task here..."

Before Vig finished speaking, he was interrupted by Perkins, "Mr. Vig, are you sure? You know you still have two chances."

It turned out that they helped Vig kill people under certain conditions. John, Marcus, and Perkins all came from a Slavic tribe, and that tribe owed Vig a favor.

Now they can help him twice!

Vig was silent for a moment, and let out a heavy breath, "I'm sure!"

"Okay, I'll go to you tomorrow to get the information!" Perkins hung up the phone.

Vig stood up and sighed, "If only Night Demon was here, it would be fine.

Li Qing, humph, wait and see.

This is... revenge from hell!"