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Chapter 223 St. George of the Tyrant
Qin Tian thought about the problems carefully, thinking about what to do next.

What makes him feel relieved now is that Han Yun has left the United States, so that he will have no worries here.

So in the afternoon, Qin Tian returned to the shooting range. After greeting the old man Marbury, Qin Tian took away an AK-modified small-caliber sniper rifle.

This gun includes a silencer and an extended barrel, and the gun smoke equipment has been greatly improved. Even when shooting, there will be no open flames, let alone obvious gun smoke.

And such a gun is most suitable for sniping in this kind of street fighting in the city.

The characteristic of street fighting is that the firefighting distance is short, and the furthest sniper distance will not exceed 1000 meters.

And this gun has another feature, that is, most of the parts can be replaced with wood, and all of them are made of wood.

Therefore, the overall weight of the gun body is very light, and it is easy to carry and assemble after disassembly.

The bullet used in this AK is 5.56 mm, which is different from the 7.62 used by ordinary AKs. Therefore, in terms of the versatility of bullets, 5.56 is easier to obtain ammunition in the United States.

A 5.56mm bullet with increased gunpowder weight can easily hit a range of 1500 meters, and it can also guarantee that there will be no excessive deviation.

Afterwards, Qin Tian went to the old car market and bought a refurbished Audi Q7 for about US$[-].

From the appearance, this is a good new car, so Qin Tian can use this car to enter some wealthy neighborhoods in Manhattan.

After finishing these, all Qin Tian has to do is wait, after all, they are in the dark and he is in the light.

If he wanted to reverse this situation, Qin Tian needed to wait for an opportunity.

At this time, Jia Mingliang called, "Xiaotian, let me tell you something. Ouyang Fushan has come to the United States. I heard that he has been here for a while. Today he contacted me suddenly and asked me about it. Your business. I think it is necessary to tell you that this guy has the title of tyrant in our circle."

Qin Tian was a little grateful to Jia Mingliang when he heard the words, "Thank you, I already know about this matter, what about you! Don't interfere, this is between me and him!"

Jia Mingliang was a little surprised, but he still said, "It's best to talk to him. This person's goal is very clear. If he achieves his goal, he's actually not difficult to deal with!"

"I see, thank you for reminding me!" Qin Tian said so and hung up the phone.

Not long after, Feng Ya called again, "You are ungrateful, did Jia Mingliang tell you the matter?"

Qin Tian was a little astonished when he heard the words, "How can I be ungrateful?"

"You slept with my old lady, do you still want to deny it, and you actually married another woman, my old lady is very upset now!"

Qin Tian had black lines all over his head, but he still said, "He told me everything, don't worry, I have a way to solve this matter, so you don't want to interfere!"

"you sure?"

"I'm sure!"

"That's good, if you can't handle it, tell me! Even if you can't handle Ouyang Fushan, I can disgust him!"

Hearing Feng Ya's concerned words, Qin Tian felt a burst of emotion in his heart, "Okay, hang up the phone!"

In the following two days, Qin Tian did not wait for the expected call, but Marbury called Qin Tian instead.

After answering the phone, Qin Tian was shocked. He rushed downstairs from where he lived, jumped into his second-hand car, and ran towards the shooting range.

When he got to the shooting range, Qin Tian saw a lot of policemen at the scene, and there were obviously corpses covered by pieces of white cloth on the ground.

Qin Tian was a little stupid. When he arrived at the scene, he was stopped by the police.

But through the police cordon, Qin Tian could see an old hand holding a wine bottle under one of the white cloths.

Don't think about it, that person must be an old man in Oman!

Was he even killed?Who is the murderer?

One day later, Qin Tian saw the surviving Marbury old man in the hospital. At this moment, he was out of danger and could already speak.

Qin Tian was by his side, and the old man Marbury told the people who attacked them that they were tyrants.

It turns out that Black Sir Blake has a younger brother, but he is not in New York. His younger brother is in Washington, which is very close to New York.

Since Washington is the capital of the United States, there are few real slums here, so few people know about St. George, Braque's younger brother.

After about March, St. George brought people from Washington to New York. Not only did he lose all the underground world in New York, but he also rebuilt the tyrant organization.

However, this incident seems to be the tyrant's revenge on the shooting range, but so many people have been killed, especially these old people are veterans of World War II. In mainstream American society, these veterans have a very special status.

But when it happened at this juncture, Qin Tian felt something different. The tyrant should know something about the current St. George, and this kind of revenge on the shooting range is so excessive, which is obviously contrary to some things that black Americans do. Way.

In the United States, blacks will not easily touch people who stand on the core moral values ​​of society, such as old people like Marbury.

So even though Blake was arrested at the time, he was not dead when he was arrested, and it was Qin Tian who sniped in the dark at that time. Later, the New York City police said that they had placed the sniper, and they even found someone to come out to stop him. cylinder.

Therefore, St. George has no reason to trouble the shooting range, but the current situation is that he not only led people to kill everyone except Marbury, but also wrote such a sentence in blood on the scene, "I know you are behind , I am waiting for you to stand up!"

This sentence obviously pointed to someone, and in this revenge, only Qin Tian was not present.

I'm looking for myself again.Thinking of this, Qin Tian felt guilty and dared not look directly at the old man Marbury.

At this time, the old man Marbury said, "My child, don't feel guilty. In this society, everyone has their own special responsibilities. But do the right thing and don't go the wrong way!"

Qin Tian still didn't look back, got up and walked to the door, and said, "There is no absolute justice in this world, what everyone wants to protect is the justice in his heart."

The old man Marbury shook his head helplessly when he heard the words, and looked at Qin Tian's back and let out a long sigh helplessly...

Qin Tian knew what the old man Marbury meant in the last words. The old man didn't want to risk himself for him, because he didn't want to see such a young man become a prisoner in prison for the sake of a few old men.

But Qin Tian's last words were saying that the justice in everyone's heart is not necessarily the justice in everyone's heart, and what he has to do now is to maintain his own justice.

It means that this is the justice in his heart, and it is also Qin Tian's bottom line. Since someone touched it, don't blame him for fighting back.

On the other side, outside a dilapidated building full of graffiti, several tall and fat black men stood outside the door with large gold chains around their necks.

Inside the door was a place with extravagant and luxurious decoration. Inside, a few black men with long guns and short cannons stood around, and there were six people sitting on a group of black sofas in the middle.

Li Dejun who was trembling, Fu Tao who never took his eyes off the black girl on the dance mat, Cheng Fan who was leaning on the back of the sofa with his eyes closed, and Ouyang Fushan who was sitting there with Dama Jindao.

On the other side is St. George, who is very young and only about eighteen or nineteen years old. He is dressed in hip-hop and has gold ornaments from his hands to his neck.

In his arms was a black beauty with braids, lying beside him like a black cat.

"Hey, brother, I killed more than a dozen people yesterday, and the police will definitely find the murderer at this time. Although they will not find this place, I have already become the target of their suspicion. I think I have to get it first. Get a sum of money, at least this amount!"

St. George stretched out five fingers. Ouyang Fushan looked at Li Dejun at this moment, but Li Dejun didn't dare to speak.

St. George saw Ouyang Fushan's eyes, looked at Li Dejun, and then smiled sarcastically, "If you have no money, it's very simple. I will surrender myself and confess you. When I go to prison, That is my world, you..."

Ouyang Fushan ignored St. George's threat, but Li Dejun couldn't hold back anymore and said, "500 million is too much, I need time to raise money!"

St. George was a little surprised, and frowned at Ouyang Fushan, "What did he say? $500 million? Who does he think he is? Bill Gates? Hey, just give me $50!"

Li Dejun was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked up at St. George in surprise, "50! I'll give you 100 million!"

St. George was very surprised. He looked at Ouyang Fushan and sneered, "Did this guy watch too many Hollywood movies? 100 million! Does he have it?"

Ouyang Fushan did not laugh, but said seriously, "He has!"

St. George's eyes flashed a light when he heard the words, and he said immediately after him, "150 million!"

Li Dejun said happily, "No problem, someone will send cash in 5 minutes!"

cash!

St. George couldn't believe it. At this moment, he looked around the black brothers standing around with a surprised expression, and they all showed excited expressions.

Sure enough, as Li Dejun said, a Mercedes-Benz car appeared outside, and a Chinese man wearing glasses carried a black suitcase, walked into the room with difficulty and fear, and put the suitcase on the middle table.

After seeing the money arrived, Li Dejun said to the man, "It's none of your business, go back!"

But the man said, "My young master! This is the company's money, when will you make it up for me!"

"My dad wants to ask, you just say I use it!"

The man's face was ugly, he was looking at the people around him, all of them looked fierce, he couldn't help shrinking his neck and slipping out.

St. George opened the box, and when he saw the stacks of dollars inside, his face was full of smiles.

He took out two dozens of money from the box and threw them to the two brothers behind him, before he said, "What should we do next?"

Ouyang Fushan smiled, "Ask him to come out, I think he should be very angry now, let's invite him to come out, and play him to death slowly!"

St. George frowned when he heard the words, and said with some displeasure, "This is not our style. Black people talk about brothers and equality, you are so unjust!"

At this moment, Ouyang Fushan closed the money box, put his hands on it, and said, "In this case, I can't give you the money!"

St. George looked at Ouyang Fushan coldly, and finally compromised, because he knew that killing these Chinese people here would not be good for him in the future.

"Okay! What do you say?"

(End of this chapter)