Sentinel

Chapter 5
The night is dark, the stars and the moon are dim.

In the abandoned factory on the outskirts of Queens, a group of people walked into the long-abandoned factory building. It used to be an industrial site for chemical production. It closed down in the economic crisis at the beginning of the last century. Due to its remote location, there are few people on weekdays. , is often regarded as a good place to deal with troubles by gangsters, and occasionally some shady illegal work is carried out.

"Boss, do you think that kid will be too scared to come?"

The middle-aged man stood on the roof of the factory building, and a subordinate beside him asked softly. They are also the hardcore members of the gang. If they don't go to nightclubs to party at night, or talk business with the boss, they will come to this ghostly place to wait for a high school student. There is a stomach full of anger.

"No, that kid is a smart guy. He knows he can't escape anywhere. A high school student with no family or friends is just right to be absorbed into the gang."

As the boss, the middle-aged man is very patient. His boss, Frank D'Amico, is a big drug lord on the west coast. The Irish gangs in Hell's Kitchen and the Japanese seized the territory, and many people died from the three parties. It was the time when manpower was urgently needed.

Just at this time, Sean came into his sight. A high school student can beat several street gangsters to the hospital, which makes the middle-aged man a little interested, so he is going to absorb him into the gang. It needs some capable men.As for Sean's own wishes, that's out of his consideration. If the other party doesn't know how to flatter him, he doesn't mind letting that high school student experience the darkness and cruelty of this world in advance.

"What time is it?" The middle-aged man asked with a frown.

"It's almost the appointed time, Boss, we must teach that kid a lesson later! No matter what kind of thing he is, he dares to tell us to wait here!"

A burly man clasped his palms, and the others echoed, all of them looking forward to greeting the newcomer with their fists.

"Be careful with your actions, that little guy has to make a lot of money for me."

The middle-aged man smiled lightly. In his opinion, those little guys who peddled and sold drugs for him were his own money-making machines.

Except for large-scale drug transactions, some bulk goods will flow into the hands of leaders like him, and then distributed to his subordinates to distribute the goods, and the profits between 30.00% and [-]% will be handed over to him. Minions risked being caught by the police and jailed for selling, and most of the money actually fell into the pockets of the upper echelons of the gang.

"Boss, that kid is here."

A sentry subordinate shouted, under the hazy moonlight, the middle-aged man saw a black shadow appear, and Xiao En, who was dressed in casual clothes, walked into the abandoned factory building unhurriedly, as if he was not in a hurry at all, just like It's like going out for a walk in the dark.

"It seems that this kid needs to be given some color."

The middle-aged man was very dissatisfied with Sean's laid-back attitude, and he was determined to make this unruly high school student suffer later.

"You really know how to step on it." The middle-aged man sneered, "There was a guy who didn't come at the appointed time before, and made me wait for 2 minutes. Do you know what happened afterwards? I cut it off with a knife Tricked him with two fingers! Only in this way can he remember the lesson, and he won’t make the same mistake next time.”

Sean smiled. Perhaps the bloody story of the middle-aged man is very effective for other high school students, and can make them turn pale with fright, but it has no effect on him, because the strengths of both parties are not on the same level. .

So the other party's pretended coldness would only make Xiao En feel funny, like a child putting on airs in front of adults, it looked extraordinarily funny.

"Those who are late will have their fingers cut off, so what are you going to do for a punctual person like me?" Sean asked curiously.

"Bloom, go welcome the newcomer and let him know what the rules are." The middle-aged man grinned and called the burly man next to him.

The burly man with a strong physique crunched his knuckles, his face full of flesh, full of viciousness, like a black bear walking upright, making people feel involuntarily afraid.

"I'll be gentle, little one," Bloom said gruffly. "If you don't resist, I'll break your bones at most."

The other people standing on the roof of the factory building cheered for Bloom loudly, as if they were watching the excitement. They couldn't wait to see the high school student be beaten to his knees and beg for mercy.

The burly man strode up to Sean, seeing that the other person was silent, thinking that he was too scared to speak, he raised his huge palm, ready to knock this guy down with one blow.

Click!

There was a clear bone cracking sound in the abandoned factory building, and everyone standing on the roof widened their eyes, even the middle-aged man who had kept calm all the time, as if he was watching a play, was stunned.

Bloom's palm was bent at 45 degrees, as if the arm joints had been completely twisted, and the white bone stubble pierced the skin, which looked extremely bloody and had a great visual impact.

The burly man, who was still invincible just now, uttered a sky-shattering wailing, half-kneeling on the ground, a large amount of blood gushed out from his arms, and instantly stained the dusty ground red.

"I've never been very gentle with men."

The young high school student smiled and said, who would have thought that such a gentle and handsome boy would break the thick arm of a six-foot-tall burly man just like breaking a chopstick.

"kill him!"

When the middle-aged man saw that he had lost one of his men, he directly ordered the others to shoot and kill Sean. He had already given up his plan to subdue him. This seemingly harmless high school student was no different from a demon. His eyes Without blinking, he broke Bloom's arm.

Especially when the other party was still acting as if nothing had happened, with a faint smile on his face. This kind of cold attitude made people feel chills. The middle-aged man drew out the pistol at his waist. No matter how good Sean was, he was still human. If the flesh and blood body is shot into a hornet's nest, there is still only one dead end!
In the silent night sky, a burst of intense gunshots echoed. In the abandoned factory building, a little bit of flame from the muzzle of the gun interweaved into a dense network, like a series of tongues of fire, enveloped towards the high-speed moving Sean. go.

The young high school student is athletic, like a nimble cheetah, with fast and changeable speed, constantly using various obstacles to avoid continuous shooting, and dodging through powerful firepower.

In the depths of Xiao En's eyes, a subtle golden light flickered, and the incomparably swift metal bullets gradually slowed down in his field of vision, enough to see clearly that countless bullet trajectories tore through the air, forming a dense death net.

The middle-aged man fired continuously, and that damned high school student turned into a black shadow dodging and jumping like a ghost. At some point, he rushed to the roof of the factory building, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. After crushing his throat, the other party was harvesting life like a god of death. The noisy and noisy factory slowly fell silent. As the last gunman fell, Xiao En stood in front of him with his hands covered in blood.

"do not come!"

The middle-aged man's voice was trembling, and he raised his pistol at Sean, but unfortunately the magazine was empty, no matter how hard he pulled the trigger, he couldn't shoot a single bullet to kill the terrifying demon in front of him.

"How do you say that... Oh, I hate people pointing guns to my head the most."

Sean snatched the gun from the middle-aged man's hand and squeezed it into scrap iron with a strong grip. Inhuman strength surged in this young man's body.

"I'm the boss of Frank D'Amico, you will get into big trouble if you kill me!"

The middle-aged man lost his previous composure, his legs became weak and he knelt on the ground begging for mercy.

"Frank D'Amico . . . I'll be looking for him soon."

Xiao En's tone was flat, and the best way to solve the trouble was to eradicate all the enemies and those who might become enemies in the future at once!

(End of this chapter)