America’s Big Hero

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(Seeking a monthly ticket, arrogant.JPG)

Early in the morning, Sean watched the news on TV while having breakfast.

In the news screen, there is an abandoned area after burning. The burning is so severe that the whole villa has completely collapsed, scorched and blackened. If the original villa was not shown on the TV, it would be difficult to see what the pile was.

"Hey, the burning effect is pretty good." Sean tutted twice.

Lorraine gave Sean a sideways look, no need to ask, it seems that this attitude is what he ordered people to do.

At this moment, the TV station is introducing the owner, and released the interview screen of the police.

The screen only mentioned that the owner asked Bart to die inside, but did not write how many people died.

"The police rushed to the scene immediately after receiving a call from nearby people who heard gunshots. When they arrived at the scene, a fire had already ignited. This should be a premeditated attack. The attacker set fire to the scene after the attack. The specific murder The police are still investigating the information of the victim, and it is not ruled out that it is a vendetta."

The police refused to disclose specific information on the grounds that the case is under investigation and needs to be kept confidential.

In fact, the reporter from the TV station could dig deep into Bart's information.

It's just that no one wants to be the first to report it.

This is not like digging deep into the scandals of some celebrities and public figures. If you dig, you will dig. Because of image problems, these people can only consider themselves unlucky, and will take the initiative to send money to seek secret information.

But digging up mafia information is a deadly job.

After all, the mafia doesn't care about fame, they will let you know why the flowers are so popular.

Fortunately, Sean didn't want to make things big.

Well, more than 20 people died, not a big deal.

...

Cyril's fear was not an isolated phenomenon. Bart died too quickly, which caused the other three people to fall into panic.

Strengthening vigilance is the proper meaning of the question, and each of them is trying their best to increase their sense of security.

Cyril asked his nephew to turn himself into a bait to go out to find the way, and he waited at home for the news of 'Exploring the Horse'.

Others also showed their own special skills, and some contacted the police in private.

After all, you have taken the money, so you must have the spirit of contract.

Of course, the police themselves also want to arrest people. This is no longer a simple crime. This is a secret fight between the new gang and the police. The winner will take more initiative in the future.

Therefore, the police have tripled the number of patrols nearby.

Some people are looking for foreign aid to increase their guardian force.

To the joy of Cyril's arrival, his nephew managed to get out of the vicinity without encountering any obstacles or accidents.

Still worried, Cyril sent two cars again, going in two directions.

I received the message ten minutes later, and it was still safe.

Cyril was in a tangle.

After thinking about it, there are only a few possibilities. First, Sean feels that killing Bart has shown his strength, which is enough to make them compromise.

Second, the attack just happened, all parties are highly tense, it is not a good time to kill, Sean is waiting.

Third, because of his cleansed identity as a businessman, Sean never thought of killing himself.

Regardless of any reason, it shows that he is safe for the time being.

In this way, it is better to be still than to move. Compared with it, it is likely to be more unsafe to go out. With this judgment, Cyril extinguished the idea of ​​​​running away and prepared to discuss it with the other four.

Jonas is aggressive, whether to compromise or join forces with other gangs or official forces to continue the confrontation.

Anyway, it is impossible to simply let the Irish Mafia fight hard.

We need to sit down and negotiate. Violence cannot solve all problems.

Well, yes, that's it.

There are two cars parked tens of meters away on the left and right sides of the road at the entrance of Cyril's villa.

"This Cyril is quite funny, are you trying to fight wits and courage here again and again?" The two people in the car couldn't be happier.

This matter was handed over to Jonas after Sean finished planning.

There is a set of infrared detectors in the car. When the car passes by, it is obvious to see several people on the machine.

With Cyril's pity on his life, even if he drove away in a car for the sake of concealment, he couldn't be driving by himself.

Where is there any calculation, what is the age, is it not good to use high technology?

A criminal who doesn't know how to keep pace with the times will be eliminated by the times sooner or later.

...

Time passed by every minute and every second. This morning, many people lost interest in having breakfast. On the contrary, Chinatown seemed very comfortable.

Gang fights in any city in the United States will never affect Chinatown.

The most chaotic era when you chug around with a Chicago typewriter in the street did not drive Chinatown off the map. After so many years, no one has touched Chinatown.

When the time advanced to noon, the people of the Irish Mafia couldn't sit still.

The wait is excruciating.

Even if it is in a movie theater, in a restaurant, or in a KTV, people will be anxious, let alone waiting for someone to come and kill him...

The four had another conference call.

"It won't work like this."

"It's always too passive for us to wait. Now no one knows where Jonas is and how many people he brought. It's too passive."

"It's fine for one day, and it's fine for two days, but it's impossible for the police to strengthen their patrols all the time, and the police will also be under pressure."

"Then what do you say?"

"People still have to rely on themselves. I suggest that we can no longer disperse our strength."

"Aren't you afraid of being picked up by others?"

"What are you afraid of, we have hundreds of people gathered together, hundreds of people, even hundreds of pigs are not so easy to kill!"

What happened to Bart last night let them know that it is a very stupid act to do something, it is looking for abuse.

Or try to avoid violence...

"Where is the location? Suburbs?"

"I don't approve of the suburbs, which are sparsely populated. On the contrary, it's easy for the other party to attack calmly. It's in the city center, where the most people are looking for and the most public place. I don't believe Sean dares to attack in public."

"Then, let's find a hotel. There are many people and it's convenient to live in. I want to see if Sean can afford it. Heh, we made a strong attack but gave up halfway. It's not us who are ashamed."

Everyone comes out to make money, fighting and killing is not worth it!

After some discussion, we decided on a location and were ready to go.

There is no need to think about the five-star hotel. It is impossible for the other party to let them check in at this time. Isn't that a provocation.

No one else's hotel is possible, only a four-star hotel run by the Irish Mafia itself.

Well, in addition to arranging your own people, it is also convenient for laundering money.

I'm just a long-term private room, but I just don't come to live in it, so don't worry about me! !

There are many long-term private rooms, and the bigger the hotel, the more there are.

Not far away, a person turned off the phone recording, "Report it."

After all, pack up your things and leave.

...

On the other side, Jonas hung up the phone, turned to the brothers who had been running around with him last night and said, "The location has been confirmed, let's get ready."

"Remember, be careful!" Jonas walked up, giving everyone a hug.

"Don't worry, head, it's not a big problem." The few people were not so nervous, grinning and giggling.

After tidying up the equipment again, each piece of equipment was moved towards a commercial vehicle.

12 AK47, 60 pre-assembled magazines, various grenades, body armor.

Finally, an RPG launcher and an M134 six-barreled Gatling were brought up.

Last but not least is a box of yellow-orange-orange bullets.

Jonas left early, he still has his own tasks.

Ten minutes later...

Cyril's convoy had just come out of the house, when suddenly, an oncoming car slammed on the brakes and blocked it in the middle of the road.

"careful!"

"Prepare!"

The sudden change caused the team to panic immediately, everyone's first reaction was that Jonas' men came to kill them!

The safety was released, the bullets were loaded, and the convoy in one line immediately dispersed left and right.

only……

There is no imaginary metal storm coming after the car in front is across the road.

This made everyone in the car, including Cyril, a little surprised.

His eyes were fixed on the coming car, and he saw that the door on the side not facing them was opened, and a person got out of the car.

Just one person?

what's the situation?

Under the puzzled eyes of everyone, a black man in a gray suit came out from the rear of the car.

The black man looked at the five cars here with a smile, and waved his hand as if to say hello.

The black man stepped towards this direction, and this action made the Irishman very nervous. The window was rolled down, and the guns were stretched out, all aimed at the walking black man.

"Cyril, you look nervous." Jonas walked up as if the muzzles didn't exist.

"Jonas?!" Cyril had never seen anyone, but he had seen photos.

At this time, if you dare to walk upright alone, there should be no one else.

Inside the bulletproof vehicle, Cyril had no intention of getting out of the vehicle. He was completely confused now, and he didn't know what Jonas meant by coming alone.

He didn't give the order, and the Irish didn't dare to shoot without permission, and the atmosphere was very strange for a while.

Jonas walked all the way to Cyril's car, reached out and tapped on the window.

Cyril frowned, bit his upper lip, and pressed the car window, but he didn't speak, just looked at Jonas.

"In such a hurry to meet the other three, I don't think the Desmond Hotel is safe." Jonas shrugged.

Cyril's pupils shrank, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently. How did this guy know where they were going?

There is a ghost?

Be bugged?

No matter which one it was, it made Cyril shudder.

Doesn't that mean that my every move has long been in the eyes of the other party, and all struggles are as ridiculous as a clown's play?

"If I were you, I wouldn't be in a hurry to die, what do you think?"

"What do you want to do?" Cyril's voice was hoarse.

"I'm coming to visit, hey, you're going to talk to me here?" Jonas spread his hands with a look of disbelief.

Cyril bowed his head in silence for a moment, then reached out and patted the bodyguard beside him.

The bodyguard pushed open the car door and got out, and Jonas sat in with a smile.

"Turn around and go back." Cyril ordered.

The other party already knew about it, so what the hell.

I was being watched, what about the other three?

Jonas found himself alone, and the signal was already obvious.

Back at the villa, Cyril's 20 Irish mafia men all stared at Jonas who was alone with murderous expressions.

Unfortunately, Cyril didn't dare to touch Jonas at all.

"Mr. Jonas must not come here just to drink tea." The two sat opposite each other, and Cyril said with a straight face.

"No hurry, no hurry, wait for the news first." Jonas drank his tea slowly.

Cyril winked at his subordinates.

After a while, the subordinate came back and whispered in Cyril's ear, "The phone line has been cut off, and the mobile phone has no signal."

Cyril turned his head sharply to look at Jonas.

"No hurry, no hurry, why don't you show me around the villa?" Jonas was still smiling.

There were 20 people around him, and Jonas came alone, but Cyril just felt cold and scared.

He felt that he was surrounded by people, how many people were ambushing outside.

He was silent, and didn't know what to say, so he could only passively lead Jonas around the villa.

Jonas smiled the whole time, asking questions, as if he was really an old friend.

After walking around upstairs and downstairs, twenty minutes passed like this, and when he returned to the living room, Jonas said: "Look at the TV, the current TV media is really powerful, and the news is very well-informed. "

Cyril immediately understood the reason why Jonas cut off his external contact and said he was waiting for news. They would make big moves and make news at the meeting.

It's just such a tense moment, who would think of watching TV.

How careful!

As soon as the TV was turned on, the Desmond Hotel appeared directly on the screen...

...

twenty minutes ago.

The people who arrived in the first wave were still very nervous. There were more than 20 people waiting for the battle. The staff in the hotel were all members of the mafia. Apart from being a little nervous, they didn't react much.

They don't know exactly what's going on.

When the second wave of people arrived, there were more people, and the atmosphere became more relaxed.

A team of 50 people, everyone with a gun!

"Confidence"

By the time the third wave of people arrived, there were already bursts of noise and laughter in the hotel.

A team of more than 70 people, everyone with a gun!

"The sky is clear, the rain has stopped, and I feel that I can do it again"

"It's just that guy Cyril!"

"This guy is slow in doing everything, always dawdling and cautious."

The three bosses teased Cyril while drinking.

They didn't know that Cyril happened to be blocked on the road at this moment.

"Wait, it will come later."

"Heh, let's see what Sean can do!"

"Downtown, he really dares to send hundreds of people?"

"Come as soon as you come, whoever is afraid of whom!!" A leader straightened his back, "This is a hotel, not a battlefield. The environment is so complicated, so many people are useful. If it takes a little longer, the police will arrive!"

At some point, the police became the backing of the mafia.

Just as they were talking and laughing, on the street outside the door, a commercial vehicle suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the hotel gate like a mad cow.

The sudden roar of the engine caused some people in the hotel lobby to look over subconsciously, and saw that the commercial vehicle seemed to be out of control, and rushed straight towards the hotel gate.

With the sound of "Bang Dang", the commercial vehicle rushed up the low steps and plunged into the hotel lobby.

"Fack!"

"Shit!"

In the exclamation, a group of people scolded and fled in all directions.

The business car that rushed into the lobby with a "stab" turned sideways, the door opened, and the powerful brown gun body appeared in everyone's sight.

"Da da da" "da da da" "da da da"

An unreasonable storm of bullets began to shoot around the lobby.

What followed was a shrill scream.

As soon as the six heavily armed gangsters jumped out, they began to shoot wildly, but the guns were controlled extremely steadily.

Kill anyone you see!

After a shuttle of bullets was fired, there was no living person in the hall except for the dead and blood.

After cleaning the lobby, the two rushed to the elevator, the two rushed to the stairs, one stepped back to guard, and the other jumped into the car again, controlling the car to directly block the hotel entrance.

Weld dead, no one fucking run away!

The gunshots downstairs naturally alarmed the people on the street, and those nearby immediately called the police and stayed away.

The operation is extremely skilled, after all, it is Free America.

Some people even stretched their necks after finding a cover. Who wouldn't love to watch the excitement?

The mafia people upstairs naturally also heard the gunshots, and the three leaders were dumbfounded, no, is this Sean crazy?

Dare to come! ?

At this moment, they didn't notice whether the people came too fast.

But don't be afraid!

There are many of us.

A large number of people moved into action, and soon the stairs began to confront each other.

Two AKs stick to port B, throwing a grenade on it from time to time, perfect!

On the other side, the two directly started to destroy the elevator, and they couldn't spare a moment.

After blocking the gate, he bowed and squeezed to the back. When he got off the car, he carried the M134 six-barreled Gatling, installed the bracket, and connected the ammunition box. Everything was in order.

Soon, the three leaders upstairs received the message that a car rushed in just now, and from the size of the car, it can be estimated that there are not many people sent by Sean.

This is not Ah San, Americans can't do magic tricks...

70 people vs. 7 people, the advantage is mine!

police?

What police!

What kind of police do you need for the underground forces?

Just shove them over, fuck 'em, and avenge Bart!

"Duck! "

The gunshots at port B became more and more intense. Fortunately, there were grenades as a deterrent.

Fortunately, the task of destroying the elevator has been completed at this time, and the two came to support.

On the other side, the M134 completed the erection, leaving one man with one shot to guard Port A, and the driver also turned around and rushed to Port B.

The five-member team completed the assembly, counterattacked, and started!

'whoosh'

'whoosh'

One person and one grenade, and five people threw them into the corridor at intervals of one second.

After the first two coins were cleared and handed over to the stairs, the five rushed up quickly, '嗖', '嗖' and '嗖' three more.

Amidst the explosions of "Boom", "Boom", and "Boom", the team rushed to the stairs on the second floor in just five seconds.

I saw the last person in the team reach out and pull on the backpack, and a spliced ​​bulletproof blanket was propped up.

This is a backpack type developed on the basis of the original suitcase type bulletproof blanket, which is specially used for street fighting.

Nodding, the four people in front let go of a passage, and finally this person took a deep breath and rushed up.

At the last moment when he rushed up, his back was facing the corridor, his feet were on the horse, and his hands were holding the bullet-proof blanket that bounced off to prop it up.

(If you are interested, you can search for the black suitcase in the hand of the bodyguard next to Vladimir Riding Bear. That is a suitcase-style bulletproof blanket)

"Bang" "bang" "bang" intensive gunshots sounded, and the heavy blows hit the bulletproof blanket.

It's just that apart from feeling the impact, it doesn't feel much.

This thing can't be pierced by a machine gun, not even a small pistol.

With such a barrier appearing, two 'professionals' stepped forward, with the muzzle sticking out from the head of the brother who served as the barrier.

"Da da da da da da"

After a frenzied shooting, several people were killed on the spot, and other mafia members shrank into the rooms on both sides in fright.

advance!

This is the bad thing about the hotel. There are too many rooms every time, and it is very laborious to clean.

Exchanging fire, advancing, blasting open doors, checking...

Suddenly, a door opened, and a grenade was thrown over.

"Hidden!" The professional team roared, and all four of them hid behind the 'fortress'.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the huge sound of the shock wave exploding all over the body echoed in the corridor.

Forcibly shaking his head, he suppressed the discomfort for the first time and raised his gun to prepare to fight back.

Fortunately, everyone has been prepared, not only wearing a helmet, but also specially installing noise-canceling headphones.

Otherwise, if you don't get killed by the bomb, you will definitely be dizzy from the shock.

There was a firefight upstairs, and the downstairs was not idle. The police hadn't arrived yet, and they were in no hurry to seal off Exit A. The professional team members who stayed behind began to take out pieces of khaki-colored things and started pasting them all over the first floor.

Especially load bearing columns.

This time I brought a total of a few hundred catties, and I guarantee that the task will be successfully completed!

...

On the other hand, the police immediately dispatched a large number of police forces after receiving the alarm.

In broad daylight, the sound of firefights was too intense, and the first wave of policemen was few, so they only dared to do evacuation after they arrived.

Just listening to the sounds of firefights emanating from the hotel is terrifying.

There was a "boom" explosion, and the glass in a room was blown away, and glass shards flew all over the sky.

Is this a fucking war? !

The police could still hear the explosion of the grenade.

There were more and more police cars, the road was blocked, hundreds of police officers arrived, and the command at the scene finally had confidence.

The police naturally knew whose property this was, and who lived here.

As long as you don't commit crimes, everyone still has this tacit understanding.

"Are they all in there?" One asked in a low voice.

"Yes."

"Hundreds of people, why can't you beat them?"

"Ghost knows, but the terrain of the hotel is complicated, and it's useless if there are too many people. It can't be used. There can only be so many people in a firefight."

"That's right."

This side is whispering, and the front is already shouting.

It's the same old way.

Sitting in the living room, Jonas was smoking a cigar and watching with interest. The media's reaction speed was never slower than the police.

After all, all major media are embedded in the police intercom signal frequency band 24 hours a day.

Information sharing!

Make money, don't break the law...

"You didn't dispatch a few people, did you? The police have arrived. How are you going to deal with it?" Cyril frowned. According to the current situation, the attack plan has completely failed, and there is no room for recovery.

But the problem is, it is impossible for Jonas to be unprepared. Since he dared to come alone and acted so leisurely, he naturally has his confidence.

If you have the confidence, you must kill all the Irish.

So, what is the problem?

What is there to rely on?

It depends on...

Suddenly a muzzle protruded from the gap between the car and the gate.

In front of the door, the pupils of the policeman huddled behind the car and yelled through the loudspeaker shrank sharply, and he almost fell into the sky.

Shaking his hands, he threw the loudspeaker out. He turned around, fell down, rolled over, and hid directly behind the tire hub.

"Thug chug..."

It was so dense that intermittent gunshots could not be heard at all, and the police car at the main entrance flew into pieces as if it had been violently demolished.

One second, two seconds, or three seconds.

The policeman who didn't react just stared blankly with his mouth wide open.

The police car that was fine just now has been smashed into scrap iron by the metal storm coming from the pavement!

What kind of car will be turned into scrap iron if it is output by the six-pipe Gatling face-to-face for two or three seconds.

As soon as the gunfire stopped, the policeman who had just hid behind the car got up and ran away without saying a word.

The police car was already useless, and the gasoline flowing from the fuel tank had already stained him.

The car could explode anytime!

Sure enough, when he ran out more than ten meters and just dodged behind a car, the sound of a "boom" explosion came from the direction just now.

"M134!!"

The policemen who finally reacted squatted down to avoid it.

Who in Los Angeles doesn't know Gatlin.

M134 stole the show with Stallone.

The gangsters have six Gatlings guarding the goal, how the hell are they rushing?

What to use?

Can this thing be resisted by flesh and blood?

With Gatling, who can say that the other party does not have RPG?

The police are completely dumbfounded!

what to do?

"Fake!" The police officer in charge of the on-site command at the back cursed.

It's just a merger of the mafia, why don't you play it so big!

Go crazy!

Looking at each other in dismay, what is the situation now, I understand everything I know, and I don’t understand what I don’t understand, so don’t ask, the interests are too involved...

It's Sean's men and the Irish Mafia that are fighting here.

Neither side is a good person.

It's just that the mafia has "coexisted" with the police for decades, and they have a tacit understanding with each other, but this does not mean that the police will work hard for the mafia.

The only thing they didn't expect was that Sean was so ruthless, he had arranged for someone to block the entrance in advance, and he used this fucking weapon.

madman! !

Sean:? ? ?

This is really not designed by Sean. Sean is responsible for how to escape, this is his specialty.

Do you still need to worry about offense?

This is what professional gangs study all day long.

It's just that he didn't expect Jonas to be so big.

There is a six-pipe Gatling door blocking the door, and the police absolutely dare not rush.

Theoretically speaking, this thing shouldn't appear in the city. Isn't this a fucking joke? Everyone uses fists and kicks, but you use knives? !

Numb!

"what to do?"

"M72 or an armored vehicle!" The subordinates answered very simply.

In this situation, it is useless for you to get an armed helicopter.

The terrain is too complicated, and if the distance cannot be maintained, Wu will be blown up by Gatling if he goes straight up.

"Do we have the M72?" The commander didn't think about armored vehicles, and the LAPD didn't.

Uh, you can’t say that, there are over there under the umbrella, they are all cooperative units, and high-level police officers can apply to call them.

"Boss, we are the police, not the National Defense Guard." The subordinates spread their hands.

"Actually..." The subordinates moved closer and said, "I really think that the person with the umbrella can come over."

"What do you mean?" The commander frowned. If it wasn't for his confidant, he would have thought this guy was a traitor... cough cough.

"Hit your left hand with your right hand, just watch and play. It's better if the umbrella is negative, hehe."

"Huh!?" The commander's eyes lit up, okay, you kid, you're pretty bad.

After giving an approving look, the commander immediately returned to the command vehicle to apply for support from above

...

This side is applying for support. In the building, the sound of grenade explosions keeps coming. This is no longer a mafia exchange of fire.

It has a taste of the firepower coverage of the US military.

Even without the M134 below, the police would not dare to attack like this.

"There are more than 70 people, you tell me that I can't beat the 5 people on the opposite side!?" After receiving the news that the second floor was retreating steadily, the three leaders were completely paralyzed.

Are you fucking kidding me?

Didn't you say that the advantage is mine?

It's not that the Irish are not brave, it's that everyone's equipment is not at the same level.

How many grenades are in a tactical backpack?

In this narrow environment, the Irish Mafia was blown back bit by bit by using grenades to clean them up bit by bit.

It's just the mafia, bearing firepower that their organization shouldn't have to bear.

After all, it's just a criminal organization. Sean actually looks down on the mafia organization.

The underground forces just stay underground, but the Mafia is always out of their minds, always thinking that they are some kind of person, and they always want to jump on the ground to point fingers.

When Mussolini came to power to inspect Sicily, the mafia boss thought that Bald Mo was a bum, and he tried to show his power to Bald Mo in public several times, and stole his hat, but no one greeted him at the airport, warning Bald Mo that they could do whatever they wanted in Sicily , Mo Baldzi dispersed the crowd during his speech...

As a result, the mobilization of the army was easy to kill, and the remaining personnel fled to the United States.

After the American mafia grew stronger, it also behaved like this. The king of Chicago, the king of New York, openly challenged the government, and then... there was no more.

Now he is challenging himself again, isn't this fucking stupid?

If I give you a step, I will hurry down, and I will not feel that I am a character.

Who gave you the courage?

The people of the Irish Mafia were cleared out from the second floor, leaving more than 20 corpses on the ground.

The three blocked the stairway leading to the third floor and set up booby traps, and the two began to carry and install plastic bombs.

On the other side, Umbrella was also ordered to assist law enforcement.

Without further ado, both armored vehicles were dispatched.

Of course, due to resident issues, it will take time for the armored vehicles to arrive, and this time is definitely enough.

"Done!"

The plastic bomb and the detonator inserted into it are pre-assembled and placed in a box with a grid, and the installation is extremely simple.

"OK!" Upon receiving the signal, the side on the first floor immediately pulled out the prepared white flag.

A white flag sticks out from the gap in the gate,

getting longer...

This scene, not to mention the more than 100 policemen at the door, even the people who watched it live in front of the TV were dumbfounded.

What's the situation?

He clearly had the upper hand, why did he suddenly surrender?

A scene that shouldn't have happened at all appeared, and it felt weird.

There were obviously gunshots in the building.

At Cyril's house, Jonas laughed out loud when he saw this scene. He pointed to the close-up shot of the white flag on the TV with one hand and burst into laughter, "See, the flagpole is retractable."

Cyril's face was gloomy, and he didn't think this scene was funny at all.

The flagpole was obviously prepared on purpose, and he was obviously ready to surrender a long time ago. He couldn't figure out what the man in front of him was doing.

I was scared and surrendered!

At this time, the last three also ran over quickly from upstairs.

The six people looked at each other and smiled, one of them picked up something and threw it into his mouth, the gangster pulled down his mask, raised his hand, and walked out of the gap waving a white flag.

On the opposite side is hundreds of policemen, all pointing their guns at this side.

The six people held their heads high, raised their hands high, and carried the white flag. They were obviously surrendering, but they just came out with the victor's momentum.

Several large TV stations were filming, under the watchful eyes of the public, it was naturally impossible for the police to shoot at the surrendered persons.

America is about human rights!

It's just that no one noticed that the footsteps of the few people were very fast, very fast.

Take a big stride, not slower than a trot.

Seeing the surrendering personnel striding over, the police also didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

The subordinate stabbed the commander next to him, and the commander finally woke up. He had been brainstorming just now.

"Hold your head in your hands, get down, get down!"

With this order, the large group of policemen also roared.

The six of them did exactly that, kneeling forward, touching the inside of their knees on the ground when kneeling, and then leaning forward along the way.

The tactical posture is standard, and the movements are crisp, neat, and neat, which is quite aesthetic.

If you don't wear a bandit hood.

(PS: The standard lying posture of the US military, the lying posture of China and the United States is completely different)

But it also happened that the action was too straightforward, like a sudden surrender, which made the atmosphere very strange.

It's just that no matter how weird it is, the matter has developed to this point, and the police must step forward to arrest people.

The police who rushed forward were a little scared, wouldn't they be carrying bombs or something like that?

Knees pressed to the back, grabbed hands, and after handcuffing, a group of policemen were still in a daze.

This action for a few days revealed abnormalities everywhere.

The police commander just looked at it, his eyes flickering, what are these people going to do?

What do you plan to do?

What about the Irish mafia in the hotel for a while?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, arrest is definitely necessary, but will the mafia be caught without a fight?

etc! !

The commander's pupils suddenly shrank!

Shit, Fuck, Mare Fuck, got caught!

Just when the commander thought about it, Cyril also thought about it instantly, and turned his head to stare at Jonas, "You did it on purpose, you sent six people on purpose, just to drag them into prison together!"

Whether you admit it or not, this is a gang fight in the live broadcast footage. The exchange of fire between the two sides caused dozens of casualties, and explosions continued one after another.

It is not impossible to say that it is not a gangster fire.

The presence of so many weapons is the best proof.

The audience in front of the live camera are witnesses!

No one can escape, one counts as one, and all of them will be arrested and put in prison.

This is equivalent to the price that Jonas only paid for six people, and brought all the core members of the Irish Mafia to "die together".

Minimum loss for maximum victory.

And the Jonas family, who had almost nothing to lose, could easily occupy the territory of the Irish.

In an instant, Cyril had already imagined the follow-up process.

The Irish were all imprisoned, and the sentence was at least one illegal possession of a gun, and most of them would stay for several years.

Jonas forced himself to surrender and hand over the territory, and took over smoothly.

Everything comes naturally.

As for those six people...

Yes, California has the death penalty, but he believes that Sean has a way to avoid the death penalty for several people, or simply bribe the prison to create a prison escape case.

A few years later, once the limelight is over, whoever still remembers these people will just spend a lot of money.

Jonas out of money or Sean out of money?

Besides, with their power, money and status, life in prison would not be bad.

Damn, it's so poisonous!

"Wow, do you think so?" Jonas looked at Cyril with a half-smile, and winked playfully at him, "It's small, the layout is small!"

Cyril doesn't know why?

Inversion, inversion, and inversion?

Why are you making a movie with me?

Just when Cyril was feeling uneasy, the police commander at the scene thought he had discovered the truth and marveled at Sean's cruelty and brainstorming.

The six contained 'terrorists' have been escorted towards the police car.

The moment the six people were escorted to the police car, one of them seemed to be tripped and staggered forward, and the five people next to him immediately received the signal.

After struggling to break free, he took a step forward and squatted directly on the side of a police car.

Before the police officers could react, the staggering man rolled his tongue and gritted his teeth.

"boom!!!!"

A violent explosion sounded from inside the hotel. Several hundred kilograms of plastic bombs exploded at the same time with such great power that all the load-bearing columns on the first and second floors were blown off.

The flames spewed out from all the windows, and the huge explosion power directly destroyed the three or four floors above, and the five or six floors that lost their foundation were all flying a little higher by the explosion.

The shock wave carried a huge amount of gravel and rolled towards the sky, debris sprayed in all directions, and smoke and dust rose into the sky tens of meters high.

A huge shock wave ring is clearly visible and rapidly spreading towards the surroundings.

The audience in front of the TV only heard a loud noise, and then saw the screen vibrate crazily as if they had Parkinson's, giving people a feeling that the TV was shaking.

Half of Los Angeles could hear that huge explosion.

At the scene, after the six people surrendered, everyone relaxed, and the sudden explosion made people completely unprepared. The distance was only tens of meters, and everyone was stunned by the explosion.

Some people were injured by the flying debris, some were temporarily deaf by the explosion, and some even passed out directly.

The plastic bomb has an explosive equivalent of 1.34, which is equivalent to the explosion of a ton of TN.T, and its power can be imagined.

There were only six people who had been prepared and found a bunker as soon as possible.

Regardless of dizziness, fortunately, my ears were plugged in advance.

Long-term training has made their endurance much higher than that of ordinary people. Otherwise, how can they fight without resistance to the sound of explosions on the battlefield?

The first bowed his head, flipped his tongue, and a small key appeared. He lowered his head and inserted it into the keyhole of the handcuffs on the back of the person next to him.

Gritting his teeth, he twisted his head. This movement has been practiced many times, and the handcuffs snapped open.

The moment the handcuffs were released, he opened the car door next to him without saying a word, without looking at the policeman who was thrown to the ground by the sudden explosion.

The big bang attracted everyone's attention, and no one noticed the six people at this time.

He had been prepared to snatch two police cars, and rushed outside without saying a word.

(The police car will not turn off during the mission, in order to deal with emergencies at any time.)

At the same time, the six people in the car opened their belts, endured the discomfort and took out a small tube, snapped off the leaking needle, pierced it at the neck and pinched it hard.

After the liquid was injected, most of the head became awake instantly, and the discomfort in the body almost disappeared.

Military doping! !

Yao Yang: Ordinary goods.JPG

Most people at the scene didn't notice until the two police cars rushed out.

Deaf, can't hear the engine sound and crash at all.

Even those who were not injured were dizzy and couldn't see clearly.

A small number of people on this line saw it, but for a moment they didn't expect that the terrorist just robbed the car.

All six of them took off their hoods, and most of them couldn't be as sharp as usual in this situation.

Some of the farthest ones are still clearly seen, but they are either helpless through people, or the car has already rushed past when the gun is drawn out, or they want to yell to attract the attention of others and chase them. .

There was no command, and the scene was in chaos, even the audience in front of the TV did not notice this scene.

A camera is also a person, how can you carry a camera to shoot in this situation!

The entire police encirclement is only more than a hundred meters away, and if you rush out from the middle, it is only 50 meters.

It takes less than 10 seconds to rush out all the way.

Knock over the cars blocking the road, and fly the people blocking the road, rampage and go forward!

Except for the few police cars that were least affected on the outermost periphery, they reacted and chased after them.

There has been chaos in the police channel, and everyone is shouting on the walkie-talkie.

Those who called for backup, those who called for an ambulance, those who called for the commander, and those who called for the bandits to run away...

They're just cops, and this kind of war scene is beyond capability.

By the time the subordinates were lying in the ear of the police commander on the scene and shouting the report, the six of them had already disappeared.

The commander just wants to light a cigarette at this moment, I have never seen this scene.JPG

The nearby police force has all been concentrated here, and the surrounding police force is empty. If you want to mobilize people, you can only support from other regional police stations or the headquarters.

But when they arrived, the bandits must have fled.

And he, now, has no intention of caring about the six people who are destined not to be caught. In such a big bombing, a hotel was directly blown up, and it is unknown how many people died and how many people were buried alive.

It is not known how many people were injured by gravel at the scene.

Where does he have the energy to deal with the fleeing gangsters!

In fact, it did not meet the commander's expectations.

The escape route has long been determined.

The last time he worked all night was just for fun, Sean planned several different escape routes, and there was someone to respond to each route.

The two police cars in front were driving at high speed with their sirens on, and the four police cars behind them were chasing.

The vehicles on the road looked confused, didn't they see any robbers?

What is this cop chasing?

Police: Robbing a police car is illegal!

In the car, a professional switched the channel of the police intercom system, quickly contacted his own people, reported the route, and waited for a response.

With the police lights on, I ran through the red lights all the way. Seven or eight minutes later, the two cars in front had just crossed an intersection, and suddenly a van rushed out from the other side.

A sudden brake directly blocked the intersection.

"Stab!!!"

Crazy brakes.

The sound of bang bang bang was heard one after another. Some of the four police cars hit the side of the road, some broke the street lights, some rear-ended, and the front one directly hit the truck.

The van driver jumped out from the side door at this moment, and Shi Shiran disappeared into the chaotic street.

And the six people who got rid of the chasing soldiers directly found the pre-selected water and jumped into it.

Take off your clothes, change clothes, and when you reappear, you will already have a completely different identity.

From beginning to end, the police did not see what they looked like.

(Criminals have the right to ask to wear a hood when arrested, and the police have no right to expose the criminal's appearance)

...

On the other side, at Cyril's house, he was really staring at the TV, trying to see what Jonas was going to do.

Suddenly there was a loud noise, and the TV screen shook wildly. Immediately, it seemed that the camera fell down. Only the ground and the people lying on the ground could be seen on the lens, and nothing else could be seen clearly.

However, the sound was still there. After a burst of buzzing, there was a crackling sound, followed by bursts of screams and shouts.

There were too many people, and the shouting was so loud that nothing could be heard clearly.

But that sense of anxiety, that sense of urgency was clearly conveyed to everyone.

"Boom, bomb!" Cyril opened his mouth wide, and it took him a while to spit out two words.

Just now, I just thought that Jonas was going to exchange 6 for 60. Who would have thought that the other party would be so ruthless, and directly came with a big explosion.

Obviously, Cyril had never heard of Tian Ji's horse racing.

In the last scene, I don't know if it was an illusion. Cyril seemed to see the entire hotel flying up.

Such a big explosion, how could there be living people in it.

Even if they survived, they would be buried alive.

Hopeless!

"How dare you? How dare you!" Cyril felt terrified just thinking about it, and his clothes were soaked.

If Jonas hadn't stopped him, he would definitely be a pile of minced meat by now.

Xiao En: If you say you want to make saozi finely, then you have to cut it into saozi.

"Hey, hey, this has nothing to do with me, it was done by terrorists!" Jonas turned his head and looked at Cyril seriously.

"I can tell you, don't slander me, be careful and I will sue you!"

"As we all know, Ireland has a famous terrorist organization, the Irish Liberation Organization!"

Sean: I am familiar with this!

"Besides, I saved your life, shouldn't you thank me now?"

Cyril, I fucking thank you!

"You you you..." Cyril knew that it was useless to say anything now.

Fortunately, those six people were caught. As long as they pry their mouths open, there is still room for redemption.

Shit!

The Irish mafia are all dead, what's the use if they can't catch anyone?

Just as Cyril was thinking, the cell phone Jonas was carrying suddenly rang.

When the interference started to attack there, it was withdrawn.

"Well, um, ok, ok, got it." After hanging up the phone, Jonas turned to look at Cyril with a winning smile on his face.

"Just received the news that due to the chaos caused by the big explosion at the scene, six 'terrorists' took advantage of the chaos and snatched two police cars and fled. Unfortunately, the police lost them." Jonas shrugged his shoulders.

Cyril gritted his teeth tightly, with a distorted expression on his face, damn police, are you all fucking trash!