The power of the mind of beauty

Chapter 28

The night is like ink, and the night is as cool as water.

Still at the border of the Russian gangster territory not far from the dock area, in an unoccupied corner, Sean was dressed in black and slowly fell down.

Then he turned around and turned around, and finally stopped at the end of a small alley.

Looking at the small house with warm lights not far away, Sean paid more and more attention to these high-level gangsters.

These gangs that can expand to the top are completely different from those low-level small gangs, although they seem to do business without much contact with ordinary citizens, and even the direct harm to citizens is not as small as those low-level small gangs. Rape and all kinds of violence cause more damage, but it is precisely because of its system-like operation that these huge gangs form an existence that ordinary people cannot touch, and capable people dare not mess with.

At the same time, they have powerful abilities, but what they do is only for profit. There are countless crimes and bloodshed, and the damage they cause indirectly is not comparable to those small gangs that are not popular.

It's like the warm little house not far away at this time. Although the lights are bright and gentle, the people living in it are not a couple who love life and live in harmony with each other commensurate with the lights. How many bloody gangsters.

One, two, three, four, one, two, three, four, four people, four guns, two watching TV in the living room, one in the kitchen, less than eight meters apart, and one in the basement, huh?The things are also in the basement, are they going to be changed hands or change places?No matter, kill those three quickly, and then directly block the fourth one in the basement, maybe you can ask something.

With this in mind, Sean opened his eyes, but he was already clear about the situation inside the small house not far away, and he didn't hesitate at that time, a layer of almost transparent light blue mind force shield directly covered his whole body , his eyes focused on the window of the small house, the sofa behind the window and the flickering TV, the thought power accumulated under his feet was released suddenly and turned into an impact force, and his figure flew away.

boom!Crash! !
The sound of the broken glass window instantly relieved the mood. The two Russian gangsters sitting on the sofa and drinking beer leisurely while watching a funny show on TV were shocked. Years of experience prevented them from looking back to see what happened. What, the two of them grabbed the sofa at the same time and stood up directly, their bodies shrank back, and at the same time, their palms touched the pistol stuck in the back waist.

No matter what happened, they were going to have a straight shot anyway.

But before they started to fight back, the shattered glass scattered all over the ground suddenly jumped up from the ground, and the raised corners pointed at the two people hiding behind the sofa. The sound of the body sounded, and the scream was about to sound soon.

However, just as the scream was about to start, it stopped abruptly. I saw that the two Russian gangsters were covered in shards of glass and covered in blood, and their throats were pierced by a crystal blue blade at some point. The trachea was completely blocked, the blood flowed like a tide, and there was only a harsh hoarse sound from the mouth.

"Andre, what's the matter...!"

The kitchen door was opened, and a long-haired man stretched out his head and shouted in dissatisfaction, but just as he opened his mouth, a sharp short knife directly filled his sight, and the force of the sharp knife directly pierced his head, and He raised his head and fell on the cutting board, and then only heard the sound of "dang", the white and green vegetable leaves quietly added a more vivid color, and finally the last tone of the questioning words fell.

Die with peace!But there is only one eye left!
Sean frowned, pushed the sofa directly with his arm, pulled out another sharp short knife condensed with thought power, and then swung his palm, directly closing the kitchen door. Behind the door, the sharp knife His azure blue dagger quietly disappeared into the air, and then there was another sound.

After closing his eyes, he mentally scanned out, only to see that the person in the basement didn't seem to hear the sound on the ground, but was just waving the shovel in his hand, digging something.

He stepped forward and walked directly to the direction of the basement.

Because of his previous doubts, he paid more attention to the concealment of arms on the Russian gangster's territory. Although he didn't know whether his doubts were true before, but when he opened the mental scan ability in the Russian gangster's territory After turning around a few times, I finally confirmed it. The previous discovery was accidental, but it was not accidental.

It was a coincidence because it was indeed a coincidence that he happened to meet the warehouse where the ammunition was hidden, and it was not a coincidence because there were three gathering places of Russian gangsters here, all of which had ammunition hidden, and no more, no less. is a box.

There is no regularity in the location and location of the distribution, but it is also in line with the ideas of these gangsters.And under Sean's usual caution, after investigating the situation tonight, he finally chose this extremely concealed location with the fewest manpower to attack.

And the result was very smooth.

The sound of opening the basement door stopped the sound of shoveling the ground inside, and then there was a complaining inquiry: "Victor, is that you? Oh! Come help me, I'm so tired Damn it! I dug half a person deep, but I haven’t dug it yet. It’s not Lev’s idiot playing tricks on us! Bastard! That guy got reused by Maxim’s boss, so he forgot about me. Best brother, alas! what a misfortune!"

Sean, who originally wanted to get something from this guy who seemed to talk a lot, frowned when he heard this, but he never thought that the guy in the basement was actually a chatterbox.

"Hey! Victor, is that you? Peter? Andre? Hey! Talk!"

Seeming to be a little impatient, he only heard the sound of a shovel falling to the ground, followed by footsteps.

Sean exhaled and went straight into the basement.

"who are you?"

As soon as his figure appeared, the person who had already stepped on the wooden steps raised his head and asked, then he was stunned, suddenly!The man exclaimed, and hurriedly wanted to take out his pistol, but found nothing. At the entrance of the basement, there was an extra pistol in Sean's hand, and he was pointing at this gangster who seemed somewhat unqualified. gangster.

(End of this chapter)