my beauty world

Chapter 34

When he received the call from Demona, Ronan was driving his car towards Tijuana. He was refueling at the gas station half an hour ago. Everyone around him, including him, had received text messages from their telecom operators.

The content of the text message is very simple, the generous Jose will besiege and kill the number one madam in Tijuana tonight!

Ronan knew it might be a trap, someone was trying to use Demona to lure him out, but he didn't hesitate to turn around and head back to Tijuana!
Demona helped him!

The huge figure of Tijuana appeared in front of him. This border city with flashing neon lights had swallowed up countless lives.

Perhaps, this trip never returns.

But like shooting a CIA killer, Ronan has no regrets.

There has never been a lack of gunfire at night in Tijuana, and it will be even more lively tonight.

The car stopped at the edge of the city, and Ronan sorted out the guns and armed them.

Main weapons: AK from a big factory, three magazines; Glock 22, two magazines; a matte military dagger.

After a little tidying up, I drove into the city, and before I reached Fengsu Street, I heard intense gunshots coming from the front.

Already exchanged fire?
Ronan put on a hood, abandoned his car and walked, all the intersections leading to Fengsu Street were guarded by gang members.

When he came near a crossing, he jumped up and leaned on the wall with his hand for strength, and he climbed up to the house on the side of the road.

Running on the uneven roofs and walls, Ronan walked on the ground, extremely fast and silently.

Flickering and moving, like a leopard preying in the forest.

The street, which is seven or eight meters wide, leaps over the wall effortlessly.

As they approached Custom Street, gang gunmen gathered. Ronan hid in the shadow of the roof and listened carefully to the gunshots in the distance. The gunfire was still dense, indicating that the two sides were fighting fiercely.

At the intersection, Diaz was holding an AK, guarding the outside of Custom Street.

The scarred face next to him carried the gun on his shoulder, and said: "I can't sleep, so many people stand guard all night, just to deal with one person..."

Diaz threw him a cigarette: "You are the only one who complains a lot."

The gun belt was hanging on the crook of his arm. Just as he was about to take out the lighter to light the fire, his mouth was suddenly covered from behind. There was a sharp pain in his neck, and he wanted to gasp for breath, but he couldn't.

Scarface opened his mouth and wanted to shout, the black figure was so fast that he was in front of him in the blink of an eye!
What's in your throat?so cold?Scarface fell down.

Ronan sprinted to the left and turned out of the street. As soon as the gunman leaning against the wall blinked his eyes, he felt a black shadow flashing in front of him. He couldn't breathe immediately, and heard the sound of rushing water.

The other gunman, who was patrolling with his back to this side, turned around, the hand holding the gun was suppressed, and his heart was cold.

Someone came out from the alley diagonally opposite. Ronan pulled out his dagger and threw it out. The man clutched his throat and fell down.

Before the person fell to the ground, Ronan rushed over and pulled out the dagger, and entered the alley.

The dagger wiped the throat of the man who was just about to raise the gun, kicked his foot on the ground, pulled the wall with one hand, and went up to the roof again.

After a few steps, turn to another alley, which is not far from Demona's bar.

There are more than a dozen gunmen ambushing in the alley!
as predicted!

Killing Demona is a trap!
Ronan inserted the dagger back into its sheath, quickly took off the AK on his back, jumped to the commanding heights in one step, and the AK shot out flames!
bang bang bang-

The dense rain of bullets is falling!
Those gunmen wanted to ambush people, but they didn't expect to be ambushed from a high place. Under Ronan's rapid shooting, many people were blown off their heads without even howling.

"There are people in the alley to the south!" A voice came from a car not far away: "Go and support!"

Ronan took a step forward and fired two shots at the car. The head of the co-pilot exploded into fragments and landed on the driver's seat.

The person dodges to the left, the muzzle turns to the right, and shoots continuously!

The four people coming from the north side of the street screamed and fell to the ground without even seeing Ronan's figure.

With his mind alert, Ronan stepped on the ground and easily jumped a few meters away. Amid the successive gunshots, the bullets shattered several roof tiles.

Ronan's eyes were sharp, and the vigilance of the predator allowed him to accurately capture the person on the second-floor roof tens of meters away.

While flashing and moving, the AK fired three times, and the man screamed and fell downstairs.

The person changed positions quickly, and the muzzle fired bullets again and again, and each bullet was accompanied by a miserable howl!
Occasionally, a gunman would fire back, and the bullets fired would not even catch the dirt of following Ronan.

Ronan's speed is extremely fast, changing directions repeatedly while walking, and between dodging and moving, he not only avoids the opponent's shooting line in advance, but also keeps the gun in his hand. After every bullet, someone on the opposite side will always fall to the ground.

During the run-up, he jumped up and jumped to the roof on the other side.

Just in the middle of the leap, the AK has already replaced the magazine.

Before the man fell down, he fired again, and the skulls of the two gunmen who appeared in the dark night flew up!

Ronan stepped on the top of the wall, strangely, instead of rushing forward, he jumped diagonally.

boom!
On the roof ahead, bullets burst into sparks.

A gunman wearing a beret set up a sniper rifle on the top floor of the church on the edge of Custom Street.

This man is called Mario, a former sniper of the anti-narcotics SWAT team. When Jose separated from Shorty Guzman, he left the police force to join the Jose Group.

No way, Jose gave too much!
There are too many precedents of predecessors turning to drug cartels, and Mario will not feel ashamed.

In Mexico, when you are an anti-drug special police officer, isn't it just to join a drug cartel, do you have a resume that can get a high salary?

"Get rid of him, Mario!" The boss Jose's voice came from the headset.

Mario didn't answer. In the low-light scope, the man was as nimble as a cat, and he couldn't fit it into the sight at all.

No, it's not a cat, it's more like a leopard running at high speed, and can make all kinds of incredible turns, pauses, jumps and rolls.

Mario was very patient. Seeing the other party sprinting with all his might on the roof, he calculated the advance and fired a shot with a bang.

The shot missed!

Mario couldn't believe it, the other party stopped suddenly, without any buffer, avoided the bullet, turned and rushed towards the church!
"Damn it!" Mario thought the distance was far away and he had the advantage, so he was not in a hurry to retreat and was ready to shoot again.

Under the low-light scope, I saw that the man raised his gun while changing direction and sprinting.

Snapped--

The scope shattered, Mario had a blood hole in his eye socket, and a big hole in the back of his head.

The person fell to the roof with a bang, and the headset was still ringing: "Mario! Mario..."

Ronan was sure he had killed the sniper, jumped off the roof, searched through the corpses of several gunmen, found suitable magazines, and walked along the winding alley.

The Jose Group set up an ambush on Custom Street and deployed many gunmen.

Ordinary gunmen are vulnerable to Ronan, and Ronan can always find them earlier, shoot at a faster speed, and the bullets fired are extremely accurate.

This alley, which Ronan walked once, leads to Demona's bar.

On the main street of Custom Street, in a black car protected by more than a dozen people, Jose could not contact Mario, so he simply pressed the communicator and said to his cronies by radio: "Andrew, he is in the alley, and he took someone to kill him. he!"

In just such a short period of time, at least a dozen of his subordinates died at the hands of that Ronan!
Andrew in the alley replied immediately: “Boss, 10 minutes!”

He waved to the others: "Come with me!"

The boss is here, just surround the bar, you can let it go for a while, get rid of the boss first, and then it won't be too late here.

Under the night, ten people ran towards the depths of the alley, their speed was not human.

With a bang, a window on the third floor of the alley opened, and shots were fired from both sides at the same time. The red-haired woman's shotgun directly hit Andrew.

The submachine gun of the white-haired woman poured all the bullets on these ten people!
All ten people were shot, and bleeding sprang from their bodies, but they didn't fall down!

This situation beyond ordinary people's imagination made the red-haired woman and the white-haired woman stunned for a moment. They were just ordinary people, so they were unavoidably surprised.

Andrew smiled at the two women and fired back.

The rest also shot.

The two middle-aged women were shot repeatedly and fell from the window.

The ten Andrews came to the corpse, biting their legs, arms, and necks. As a large amount of blood was sucked into their mouths, the wounds on their bodies healed quickly, and even the bullets in their bodies fell out.

On the second floor of the bar, Demona held an AK and shot, knocked down a gunman, removed the magazine and hit the ground heavily.

"Idiot! Idiot! Brainless guy!" She heard the movement outside, as well as the shouts of the José group gunmen deliberately disturbing her mind, and knew that Ronan was back and was fighting with José's people not far away. He couldn't stop cursing: "Let you go, you must come back to die!"

After changing the magazine, he picked up the AK and fired violently, venting all his anger on the gunmen of the Jose Group.

Someone screamed nearby, and a middle-aged woman was shot in the neck, lying on the floor twitching.

Their combat effectiveness is limited, and they will suffer heavy casualties in an exchange of fire.

Demona felt like she was going to die today!
(End of this chapter)