“I knew my marksmanship wasn’t that bad.”

As soon as Clark grinned, a bullet grazed his ear and hit the ground, and the flying gravel ran into his ear, and suddenly there was another burst of pain.

“Give me all death!”

Clark pounced again with red eyes.

A few minutes later….

The dying leader of the Skeleton Brotherhood fell to the ground, coughing up blood in his mouth, and looked at the man standing in front of him with resentment and horror in his eyes.

“Someone once said that a perfect infiltration is to kill all the enemies who find you, and I have always felt that this is very true, what do you think?”

The leader of the Skeleton Brotherhood on the ground opened his mouth to say something, but only spewed out a mouthful of blood, and then swallowed his last breath without blindness.

“It seems that you also agree with this statement.”

Clark stepped over the other’s body and walked to the office inside the bar.

A few minutes later, he was back here.

In his hand, he had a black canvas bag.

The canvas bag contained some of the present that he had just scraped from his office, not much, about four or five hundred thousand.

In fact, Clark usually needs to spend money in not many places.

After all, he was actually just a 9-year-old child, so why did he need so much money?

However, it is a traditional custom to kill people and loot.

In the spirit of not taking nothing, Clark still found a canvas bag and packed the money and took it away.

As for these guns on the ground, Clark couldn’t see it.

He wouldn’t admit it, it was because his marksmanship was too bad, so he didn’t think he needed it, so he didn’t take it away.

Walking out of the bar, there was no one outside.

Those guests who ran out, no one was full to go to the police, after all, what kind of place is this, they know very well, dare to come to this kind of place to make trouble, can be the characters they provoke?

In line with the principle that more is better than less, no one called the police.

Just act like you haven’t been tonight!

Throwing the canvas bag on the ground, Clark picked up the bucket of gasoline he had brought with him and folded it back into the bar again.

It didn’t take long for him to fill the bar with gasoline.

The spilled gasoline arrived at the door of the bar along the way, and extended a short distance before he threw away the empty gasoline barrel in his hand.

Picking up the canvas bag on the ground, Clark took a few steps back, took out a windproof lighter, lit it, and threw the gasoline on the ground.

Bang~!!!

The raging fire instantly spread rapidly into the bar with traces of gasoline.

Clark turned away, not looking back at the bar behind him, which had been engulfed in flames.

……………….

“In the early morning of yesterday, a bar on Norfa Avenue broke out in a fire, after the fire was extinguished, police personnel found dozens of bodies in the fire, after identification, these are members of a local gang, before the fire burned, all of them have died, in response to this vicious case in our city…”

In the morning, the morning news is broadcast on the TV in the living room.

The news is about the case that happened at the Blood Rose Bar last night.

Clark came down from the second floor after washing, saw the news playing on the TV, and smiled secretly.

“It’s all on the morning news, and it seems that the movement is indeed not small.”

That’s not bad news for Clark.

The greater the movement, the more destruction points he can get in the future.

It’s better to make a national sensation … Well, think about it and know that it is impossible, this is not the invasion of the Zitari people in the future, and it will not make such a big movement.

But even if it was just that, Clark’s action this time was very rewarding.

After he destroyed the headquarters of the Skeleton Brotherhood last night, the system gave a 30-point reward for destruction.

As soon as he was reported by these news programs this morning, he was rewarded with 40 destruction points, which added up to 70 points both times before and after, although it was not as much as the honor of founding Hydra and destroying Hydra yesterday.

But the former is not a one-time sale, and the latter, it is estimated that there will be no more gains for a long time.

“It is estimated that what kind of gang vendetta is, the city is becoming more and more chaotic.”

Mr. Kent, who was sitting in the living room, shook his head with a disappointed expression, and it was not until Mrs. Kent, who was walking over, glared at him that he found Clark standing behind him.

“Did our little Superman sleep well last night?” Mr. Kent said with a smile as he switched to the station.

“Well, not bad.” Clark nodded.

Then walked to the kitchen.

“Lisa, let me help you.”



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