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Chapter 213 The Tyrant of New York Gangsters
Chapter 213 The Tyrant of New York Gangsters
On the opposite side of the shooting range, a group of black men riding Harley motorcycles formed a big circle, and in the middle were cars. The foreigner in the fur coat, with his bald head and sunglasses, is holding a black beauty in his arms, but this beauty is also bald, and she is very bold in her clothes, and she is constantly writhing in the black's arms.
This man is the leader of the tyrant in the New York gang, known as the Black Sir.
In the United States, the neighborhoods ruled by black gangs generally have a unified name, which is called the underground world.
In fact, it is an ordinary neighborhood, but in such a neighborhood, drugs and violence are everywhere, and people are shot to death every day.
But the police don't care too much about the chaos here. After all, in the United States, the police speak according to the funds. The rich area pays a lot of money for security, so the police will naturally be very concerned about the security of the rich area.
However, some poor neighborhoods don't pay security fees at all, so this place becomes a gray lawless place, and every city has such places.
As long as no particularly rich or prestigious people died in this kind of neighborhood, the police would generally not appear here.
Of course, as long as someone calls the police, saying that a car accident happened somewhere, or a dead body is found, the police will only show their faces in these places, and then take away some so-called evidence or dead bodies, and there will be no further news.
The tyrant organization grew up in the poor neighborhoods of New York. In fact, the poor neighborhoods in the United States do not refer to a single district, but there are such poor neighborhoods in every large district.
Blocks in the United States are like Chinese villages. There are block members and councils in such blocks. They are responsible for submitting the tax payment of this street to the council in their district, as well as feedback on some problems and opinions of residents.
But in countries with a parliamentary system, some opinions are reflected, and it is difficult to pass the discussion in the parliament. Therefore, over time, some communities where black people are members of parliament are unwilling to reflect, and gradually become a black autonomous neighborhood.
It is precisely because of this that some gangs have gradually emerged, and in order to maintain such gangs, they need to obtain money through some means.
Therefore, drug trafficking and smuggling have become what they often do.
At this time, an extremely fat black man came in front of the black knight like a huge meat ball, "Boss, five brothers have died, and three are still alive, but they can't survive!"
As if he didn't hear what he said, Black Sir glanced at the policemen holding riot shields, and said, "Is the chief's call through?"
At this time, a black man in a white suit was talking on his mobile phone. Hearing what Black Sir said, he hurried over and put the mobile phone in Black Sir's hand.
"George I'm Brack, my men don't want to see the police, can you let them go?"
But what's a little funny is that the busy signal came from the phone at the moment. The reason is very simple, George, the police chief, dropped the phone after answering the report call.
But in the eyes of Black Sir, he was being looked down upon.
He suddenly threw the phone to the black man in the white suit and said, "Bring the bazooka!"
At the same time, the riot police standing between the two sides suddenly became agitated, and many of them dropped their explosion-proof shields and ran away.
At the same time, in the ears of New York City Police Chief George, there was an exclamation, "Bazooka!"
The "Bazooka" series of rocket launchers is a typical American legend. This kind of rocket launcher hypes a simple attack distance and a huge lethality. At the same time, it can also cause a devastating blow to local heavy weapons.
But this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the production of this weapon is very cheap, and the origin of the rocket launcher is in the United States, and the nickname of the rocket launcher in the United States is called Bazooka!
The bazooka is an Indian musical instrument that looks like a flute.
bang bang...
As the flames shot into the sky, a rocket exploded right where the riot police had previously stood.
George was furious, and shouted viciously to the assistants beside him, "Call the Ministry of Defense, these black people are crazy!"
But the assistant beside him was stunned and said, "If we kill so many people, we will cause commotion in the international community, and they will sue us for genocide."
George was really angry and shouted, "Then tell me, what to do now, let them go on like this!"
The assistant was very helpless, but still said, "If you want, you can call Lester and the others, aren't they the snipers in our police station!"
George sat there dejected when he heard the words, and said in a low voice, "Those bastards of the Republican Party, they want to see me step down. I might as well find a pig with them!"
bang...
With a muffled gunshot, the fuel tank of a car exploded in the tyrant gang's car formation, the rear of the car was blown up into the sky, and the whole car was knocked upside down on the ground.
Fortunately, there was no one in the car, but many people could tell that the sound should be made by a Barrett heavy sniper.
And the people who shoot should be those old people in the shooting range!
Black Sir Braque was also terrified, and couldn't help but took off his sunglasses, revealing his small mouse-like eyes, "Aren't there a group of old men on the other side? Damn, how could someone have such good marksmanship!"
You know, the distance between the car and the shooting range is about 150 meters. You may say that this distance is not too far, but if you have touched a gun, you know that the average person wants to use a gun to hit something 150 meters away, and the marksmanship is already considered good. up.
Even for professional snipers, the distance they are sure of is within 300 meters to 500 meters. In their words, it takes a long time to prepare and accurately calculate the predictions of various environments. And the ambush waiting in advance.
Only in this way can such a sniper kill be completed, and it may not be successful, it can only be said that there is a [-]% probability of success.
A Barrett heavy sniper at 150 meters blows up a car. This is the warning given by the old men in the shooting range, so the next shot will definitely be the tyrant's Black Sir Black.
Barrett, a 12.7mm heavy sniper, what is the effect if it hits a person at a distance of 150 meters.
Qin Tian tried it himself. The moment the person was hit, he was torn into two pieces by the bullet. If he hit the head, the head would burst like a watermelon.
In fact, the shot just now was impossible for those old people with dim eyesight to shoot, so it could only be done by Qin Tian who sneaked into the shooting range.
The old man Oman was holding a rifle at the moment, and was also shocked by the scene on the other side.
With an old-fashioned carbine in his hand, Marbury walked out of the gate of the shooting range, and asked with a puzzled face, "Old drunkard, did you do that?"
The old man Aman grinned, "I really hope I did it, but I don't wear reading glasses!"
Marbury was a little puzzled, but the old man Oman smiled and said, "The bullet came out of the room of the Asian boy!"
Marbury yelled in disbelief, "This kid is back?"
The old man of Oman glared at Marbury, "If the kid can come back to help us, let's not tell him. Who knows how those policemen will deal with this matter!"
On the other side, Black Sir Black felt that his dignity had been provoked, so he picked up the bazooka again to reload the ammunition, and this time he aimed at the gate of the shooting range!
Qin Tian hid in his own room before. This direction is parallel to the gate, which belongs to a sniper point facing the frontal battlefield sideways.
Therefore, he watched calmly as Black Sir picked up the bazooka and was about to launch the rocket, Qin Tian used his accurate prediction to pull the trigger in advance.
bang bang...
Following two sounds, one before and one after, the rocket exploded at a distance of less than ten meters.
Qin Tian used Barrett to blow up the rocket, and when the rocket exploded, the scattered shrapnel wounded many Tyrant members.
This weird turning point calmed down the furious Chief George. He seemed to have a premonition. According to what he knew about Black Sir Braque, this kind of provocation would only make Braque act more excessively, and the other party would definitely choose kill him.
Obviously, if Blake is killed, no one else will know the details of George's scandals, so even if he can't hold the position of New York City Police Commissioner, he can still continue his career as a member of a certain district of New York .
So at this moment, he issued several orders in a row, and at the same time called many military police to appear around. Their purpose was only one, to surround the group of New York tyrant gangsters.
Once the sniper hiding in the dark kills the black knight, Director George can decisively order the arrest of these gangsters.
Now George is more worried than the tyrant gang, but this sniper hiding in the dark. If he has such a good marksmanship, if he kills in New York, he may cause a riot.
George prayed in his heart, hoping that this was just a retired American soldier, not a retired soldier immigrated from another country.
You can buy many things in the United States. You can buy guns of any size and size legally, and even more illegal ones.
It is common for some wealthy Americans to own a supersonic fighter jet or a dozen tanks in their own homes.
Black Lord Black has ruled New York's underground world for many years, and his accumulated wealth allows him to possess more powerful weapons.
The rocket bomb just now exploded with a sniper rifle, which made him feel very upset. In New York, he dared to destroy the other party as long as he dared to touch the underground world.
But for so many years, what he has not been able to win is this shooting range. He didn't dare to move it before because they were veterans, but now he dared to move it.
You know, the location of this shooting range is near Route 95. It is a place where drug transactions can be carried out. If he can take this place, Black Jazz can control the drug transaction in the entire northern United States by himself.
At this time, he shouted to the people around him, "Bring the anti-tank missile!"
(End of this chapter)
On the opposite side of the shooting range, a group of black men riding Harley motorcycles formed a big circle, and in the middle were cars. The foreigner in the fur coat, with his bald head and sunglasses, is holding a black beauty in his arms, but this beauty is also bald, and she is very bold in her clothes, and she is constantly writhing in the black's arms.
This man is the leader of the tyrant in the New York gang, known as the Black Sir.
In the United States, the neighborhoods ruled by black gangs generally have a unified name, which is called the underground world.
In fact, it is an ordinary neighborhood, but in such a neighborhood, drugs and violence are everywhere, and people are shot to death every day.
But the police don't care too much about the chaos here. After all, in the United States, the police speak according to the funds. The rich area pays a lot of money for security, so the police will naturally be very concerned about the security of the rich area.
However, some poor neighborhoods don't pay security fees at all, so this place becomes a gray lawless place, and every city has such places.
As long as no particularly rich or prestigious people died in this kind of neighborhood, the police would generally not appear here.
Of course, as long as someone calls the police, saying that a car accident happened somewhere, or a dead body is found, the police will only show their faces in these places, and then take away some so-called evidence or dead bodies, and there will be no further news.
The tyrant organization grew up in the poor neighborhoods of New York. In fact, the poor neighborhoods in the United States do not refer to a single district, but there are such poor neighborhoods in every large district.
Blocks in the United States are like Chinese villages. There are block members and councils in such blocks. They are responsible for submitting the tax payment of this street to the council in their district, as well as feedback on some problems and opinions of residents.
But in countries with a parliamentary system, some opinions are reflected, and it is difficult to pass the discussion in the parliament. Therefore, over time, some communities where black people are members of parliament are unwilling to reflect, and gradually become a black autonomous neighborhood.
It is precisely because of this that some gangs have gradually emerged, and in order to maintain such gangs, they need to obtain money through some means.
Therefore, drug trafficking and smuggling have become what they often do.
At this time, an extremely fat black man came in front of the black knight like a huge meat ball, "Boss, five brothers have died, and three are still alive, but they can't survive!"
As if he didn't hear what he said, Black Sir glanced at the policemen holding riot shields, and said, "Is the chief's call through?"
At this time, a black man in a white suit was talking on his mobile phone. Hearing what Black Sir said, he hurried over and put the mobile phone in Black Sir's hand.
"George I'm Brack, my men don't want to see the police, can you let them go?"
But what's a little funny is that the busy signal came from the phone at the moment. The reason is very simple, George, the police chief, dropped the phone after answering the report call.
But in the eyes of Black Sir, he was being looked down upon.
He suddenly threw the phone to the black man in the white suit and said, "Bring the bazooka!"
At the same time, the riot police standing between the two sides suddenly became agitated, and many of them dropped their explosion-proof shields and ran away.
At the same time, in the ears of New York City Police Chief George, there was an exclamation, "Bazooka!"
The "Bazooka" series of rocket launchers is a typical American legend. This kind of rocket launcher hypes a simple attack distance and a huge lethality. At the same time, it can also cause a devastating blow to local heavy weapons.
But this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the production of this weapon is very cheap, and the origin of the rocket launcher is in the United States, and the nickname of the rocket launcher in the United States is called Bazooka!
The bazooka is an Indian musical instrument that looks like a flute.
bang bang...
As the flames shot into the sky, a rocket exploded right where the riot police had previously stood.
George was furious, and shouted viciously to the assistants beside him, "Call the Ministry of Defense, these black people are crazy!"
But the assistant beside him was stunned and said, "If we kill so many people, we will cause commotion in the international community, and they will sue us for genocide."
George was really angry and shouted, "Then tell me, what to do now, let them go on like this!"
The assistant was very helpless, but still said, "If you want, you can call Lester and the others, aren't they the snipers in our police station!"
George sat there dejected when he heard the words, and said in a low voice, "Those bastards of the Republican Party, they want to see me step down. I might as well find a pig with them!"
bang...
With a muffled gunshot, the fuel tank of a car exploded in the tyrant gang's car formation, the rear of the car was blown up into the sky, and the whole car was knocked upside down on the ground.
Fortunately, there was no one in the car, but many people could tell that the sound should be made by a Barrett heavy sniper.
And the people who shoot should be those old people in the shooting range!
Black Sir Braque was also terrified, and couldn't help but took off his sunglasses, revealing his small mouse-like eyes, "Aren't there a group of old men on the other side? Damn, how could someone have such good marksmanship!"
You know, the distance between the car and the shooting range is about 150 meters. You may say that this distance is not too far, but if you have touched a gun, you know that the average person wants to use a gun to hit something 150 meters away, and the marksmanship is already considered good. up.
Even for professional snipers, the distance they are sure of is within 300 meters to 500 meters. In their words, it takes a long time to prepare and accurately calculate the predictions of various environments. And the ambush waiting in advance.
Only in this way can such a sniper kill be completed, and it may not be successful, it can only be said that there is a [-]% probability of success.
A Barrett heavy sniper at 150 meters blows up a car. This is the warning given by the old men in the shooting range, so the next shot will definitely be the tyrant's Black Sir Black.
Barrett, a 12.7mm heavy sniper, what is the effect if it hits a person at a distance of 150 meters.
Qin Tian tried it himself. The moment the person was hit, he was torn into two pieces by the bullet. If he hit the head, the head would burst like a watermelon.
In fact, the shot just now was impossible for those old people with dim eyesight to shoot, so it could only be done by Qin Tian who sneaked into the shooting range.
The old man Oman was holding a rifle at the moment, and was also shocked by the scene on the other side.
With an old-fashioned carbine in his hand, Marbury walked out of the gate of the shooting range, and asked with a puzzled face, "Old drunkard, did you do that?"
The old man Aman grinned, "I really hope I did it, but I don't wear reading glasses!"
Marbury was a little puzzled, but the old man Oman smiled and said, "The bullet came out of the room of the Asian boy!"
Marbury yelled in disbelief, "This kid is back?"
The old man of Oman glared at Marbury, "If the kid can come back to help us, let's not tell him. Who knows how those policemen will deal with this matter!"
On the other side, Black Sir Black felt that his dignity had been provoked, so he picked up the bazooka again to reload the ammunition, and this time he aimed at the gate of the shooting range!
Qin Tian hid in his own room before. This direction is parallel to the gate, which belongs to a sniper point facing the frontal battlefield sideways.
Therefore, he watched calmly as Black Sir picked up the bazooka and was about to launch the rocket, Qin Tian used his accurate prediction to pull the trigger in advance.
bang bang...
Following two sounds, one before and one after, the rocket exploded at a distance of less than ten meters.
Qin Tian used Barrett to blow up the rocket, and when the rocket exploded, the scattered shrapnel wounded many Tyrant members.
This weird turning point calmed down the furious Chief George. He seemed to have a premonition. According to what he knew about Black Sir Braque, this kind of provocation would only make Braque act more excessively, and the other party would definitely choose kill him.
Obviously, if Blake is killed, no one else will know the details of George's scandals, so even if he can't hold the position of New York City Police Commissioner, he can still continue his career as a member of a certain district of New York .
So at this moment, he issued several orders in a row, and at the same time called many military police to appear around. Their purpose was only one, to surround the group of New York tyrant gangsters.
Once the sniper hiding in the dark kills the black knight, Director George can decisively order the arrest of these gangsters.
Now George is more worried than the tyrant gang, but this sniper hiding in the dark. If he has such a good marksmanship, if he kills in New York, he may cause a riot.
George prayed in his heart, hoping that this was just a retired American soldier, not a retired soldier immigrated from another country.
You can buy many things in the United States. You can buy guns of any size and size legally, and even more illegal ones.
It is common for some wealthy Americans to own a supersonic fighter jet or a dozen tanks in their own homes.
Black Lord Black has ruled New York's underground world for many years, and his accumulated wealth allows him to possess more powerful weapons.
The rocket bomb just now exploded with a sniper rifle, which made him feel very upset. In New York, he dared to destroy the other party as long as he dared to touch the underground world.
But for so many years, what he has not been able to win is this shooting range. He didn't dare to move it before because they were veterans, but now he dared to move it.
You know, the location of this shooting range is near Route 95. It is a place where drug transactions can be carried out. If he can take this place, Black Jazz can control the drug transaction in the entire northern United States by himself.
At this time, he shouted to the people around him, "Bring the anti-tank missile!"
(End of this chapter)
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