The person next to him reacted immediately and pointed his gun in the direction of the sound.
Then he felt a hand stretch out from behind his head, the cold fingertips scratched his cheek, then covered his mouth, and the sharp folding knife pierced his throat. He tried his best to
It screamed, and the cut throat made a whining and leaking sound.
"What the hell, go to hell!!!"
A man on the side suddenly aimed at the direction of the sound and pulled the trigger.
The spraying tongues of fire dispelled the darkness in an instant, revealing a man with surprised eyes not far away from him. Blood flowed from his throat, and the hot bullets penetrated his body, beating him as if he was a victim.
Plasticine pierced by many needles.
"Ah!!! What the hell did you shoot, bitch!!!"
Someone screamed in pain in the dark night, it was the person who had been hit by flying stray bullets.
"I···"
As soon as the shooter opened his mouth, he felt a cold object touch his throat, and fear crawled up his back.
"What are you rolling over? Come out here and turn on the lights. Turn on the lights quickly!!!"
Immediately afterwards, the man who was hit by the stray bullet also realized that something was wrong. He pointed the muzzle of the gun into the dark night and pressed his index finger on the trigger.
Then, with a neighing and choking sob, his body slowly fell down.
"who is it?!"
New people discover things unexpectedly.
During this short and silent time, every time someone raised his gun, there would be a muffled sound of a corpse falling to the ground.
The oppressive feeling in the dark night dispelled the silence. Everyone looked at the night with vigilance, their fingers tightly pressed on the trigger.
Boom--boom--boom--
The dull heartbeat became the only accompaniment in the night.
Snapped--
The soft sound of the switch suddenly sounded, and the bright light dispersed the darkness in an instant. This sudden change shocked everyone, and several people almost pulled the trigger.
The lights here are not just the one that was just broken. It is just the gang's rule to leave one light as a signal. At the same time, it is easier to hide people in the night.
The cockscomb-headed man withdrew his hand from the switch and turned to look at the pool of blood on the ground. Five people had already fallen into the pool of blood. "Mad, we have to find this bastard and beat him to a sieve."
He spat and looked at the other gang members in front of him. Those gang members opened their mouths slightly, stared at him blankly, and stepped back step by step.
"Why are you all looking at me?"
The rooster head looked at everyone suspiciously.
At this time, a gang member raised his gun slightly and pointed it behind him.
Cockscomb Head realized something and froze in place.
A hand gently stretched out from behind and put it on his shoulder
Snapped--
The switch was turned off again, and darkness once again enveloped everyone.
"Go to hell Mad!!!!"
Finally, someone couldn't stand the terrifying pressure and opened fire in the direction of the cockscomb head.
The sudden tongue of fire once again illuminated the silent night. Under the light of the tongue of fire, one could only vaguely see the cock-comb head's blank gaze. His clothes were dyed red with blood. His body was covered with bullet holes, and he
The figure behind him has long since disappeared.
A cold hand was placed on the neck of the last shooter.
The silver folding knife stained with red reflected the enchanting light under the spitting flames.
“Fuck you!!!!”
“Fuck you!!!!”
When the gunfire decreased one by one, people finally realized what was happening. They fired wildly into the night, trying to kill the enemy shrouded in the night.
They chose the darkest alley at night as the cemetery where they would rest.
"Quick, quick, kill him! Shoot! Shoot!"
In the dark night, a thin shadow shouted while holding a gun and retreating step by step, faster and faster.
Soon, the fierce gunfire stopped, and everything seemed to return to its original state.
The thin figure turned around without any hesitation, but suddenly bumped into a figure.
Snapped--
The crisp sound of the switch suddenly sounded, and light returned to the world again.
The thin shadow stared blankly at the thin young man in front of him and took two steps back.
"Ahem...are you the boss of this gang?"
He Ao looked at the thin figure in front of him, and his eyes fell on the hyena pattern on his chest, "What kind of gang is this? Hyena Gang?"
The thin man held the handle of the gun tightly and took two steps back.
Looking at his movements, He Ao glanced at him and motioned for him to look behind him.
The thin man turned his head and saw only blood covering the street. People with surprised or crazy faces were lying on the ground blankly.
The dozen or so people who were guarding here were all lying here at this moment, unable to make a sound anymore.
In fact, it only lasted a minute or two.
He swallowed, slowly raised his hands, threw the gun aside, and looked at He Ao while backing up, "I am... the Hyena Gang... I am the leader of the Hyena Gang here, what do you have
Order?"
"Who told you my information?"
He Ao looked at him calmly.
There are abandoned buildings on both sides of this dark street, and the position where He Ao is standing at the moment is next to an abandoned small building. This small building is slightly different from other abandoned buildings. It has been transformed into some kind of
At the stronghold, there is an electronic campfire that has been extinguished in the small building for heating.
There were three bright street lights in this small building. He Ao broke one and turned off one. The last one was on at the moment.
"Someone on the black market commissioned us to help monitor you."
The thin man smiled tremblingly.
"Surveillance includes blackmail and death threats?"
He Ao kept a distance from the thin man and forced the thin man to retreat deeper into the small building step by step.
"We gave away a little bit of business."
The thin man smiled awkwardly.
The same monitoring task, handed over to different people, will have different effects.
If it is handed over to some regular security companies, or some gangs that prefer white roads, it may be just for simple surveillance.
And if it is handed over to some ruthless gangs who like to kill people and buy goods, and add some personal information, such as no relatives, such as young age, such as just receiving a huge death compensation, these gangs may have some other thoughts.
Obviously, the Hyena Gang belongs to the latter category.
It is impossible for this kind of gang to extort a little and then leave. They will just be like a pack of wolves hanging on the back of their prey, driving the prey to a dead end little by little, and devouring it with all its bones.
The person who issued this mission wanted Joey dead.
He Ao looked at the thin man quietly, "Who assigned you the mission?"
"We don't know either..."
The thin man shook his head quickly, "The rules of the black market are that you don't know who the client is when you get the task."
"The rules of the black market," He Ao slowly raised the folding knife in his hand. The sharp blade leaned against the skin of the man's cheek. It slid down a little. Some of the blood splattered on the handle of the knife had dried up.
This knife left some bright red lines,
“Any task where the principal is unknown requires a reliable intermediary, so, who is the intermediary?”
