from night city

"You're not leaving, are you? You want to stay and take bullets?"

Su Xiao lowered the muzzle of the gun pointed at the ceiling, and fired a few more shots, shattering the glass of the fried chicken shop.

The glass shattered to the ground and turned into shards.

Then people screamed and fled out of the fried chicken restaurant like flying.

"let's go."

When everyone in the store fled, leaving only a messy scene, Su Xiao took V and Lucy straight into the back room of the kitchen behind the fried chicken restaurant.

The door to the inner room was closed tightly, and there was a sign with a white background on the door, which read "No entry" in black fonts.

Written in Spanish of course.

Su Xiao observed with the tactical goggles that the people in the inner room had become alert because of the previous gunshots.

At the same time, those in the underground logistics warehouse were also alert.

If this was Night City, or New America, those people below would probably be in a hurry to destroy Shining.

But this is Tijuana, this is Mexico, and there will be no surprise inspections by official forces at all.

In other words, the people who come here must be here to cause trouble.

So those people in the logistics warehouse below were calling for help and distributing weapons at the same time.

Su Xiao shared the scene he saw with V and Lucy. He and Lucy were leaning on one side of the door, while V was leaning on the other side.

"Lucy, open the door."

Lucy's eyes flashed red, and a few seconds later, the closed automatic door swung and retracted into the crack.

When the automatic door opened, bullets whizzed out like raindrops.

But Su Xiao had already seen through the tactical eyepiece that the people inside had already set up weapons in the direction of the door.

Therefore, when the automatic door was hacked and opened by Lucy, they did not rush in. Instead, they continued to stick to the wall next to the door, waiting for the people inside to empty the magazine first.

There were three people in the inner room, two behind the overturned table that served as a cover facing the door, and the other also hiding behind the door, neither firing nor making a sound.

After the two shooters fired the bullets, Su Xiao rushed to V who was close at hand, made a protective look in his eyes, and then threw out the shock bomb that he had been holding in his hand.

Two seconds later, I heard a bang and a harsh tinnitus.

But they were outside, and Su Xiao had warned them in advance, so it was actually not bad. However, the three people inside, including the guy hiding behind the door, were all severely shaken by the shock bomb.

At this time, Su Xiao strode into the inner room.

First, he shot and killed Lao Yinbi who was hiding behind the door and planned to ambush them.

Then two more shots were fired, sending the two people lying behind the overturned table to heaven.

……

laugh--

The tires rubbed violently against the ground, causing faint smoke to rise.

Several cars painted with Salamanca Group logos were parked in a mess outside the fried chicken restaurant.

More than 20 gunmen got out of the car, used the car as a cover, set up their weapons, and aimed in the direction of the fried chicken shop.

That posture is as professional as you want it to be.

These people were either Mexican police officers before, or they had retired from the army or special forces. Their tactical actions were of course standard.

The gunner captain who led the team put a device like a miniature camera on his right eye.

A scanning light invisible to others radiated out in a cone-shaped area starting from him.

He slowly turned his head and scanned

The light slowly covers the entire fried chicken restaurant and the underground logistics warehouse, leaving no blind spots untouched.

When he stopped scanning and removed the device, he had a troubled look on his face.

This is trouble.

The scanner showed no signs of life.

In other words, they arrived late.

He randomly named a few of his men and asked them to go in and take a look at the losses.

He was pacing back and forth next to the car, thinking about how he should report the situation to Hector.

Strictly speaking, this is not their fault.

Because after receiving the call for help, they rushed over as quickly as possible without delaying for a moment.

When they arrived, the enemy had disappeared, which only meant that the enemy was well prepared.

We don't blame our army for being too incompetent, but the enemy has Gundam.

But the problem is that Hector in the past might listen to their explanation, but now Hector has gone crazy and he doesn't know whether he is willing to listen.

Of course, with so many gunmen, Hector would not feed them to the lions. No matter how crazy a person is, they would not be able to do such a thing.

After the gunner captain struggled for a while, he finally decided to tell the truth to Hector.

And just when he dialed Hector's number...

boom!

A deafening explosion suddenly sounded from the fried chicken restaurant behind him.

The expanding flames instantly shattered all the windows of the fried chicken restaurant, and thick smoke billowed out from the windows.

The shock wave generated by the explosion knocked down even the gunman captain standing outside the fried chicken restaurant and the remaining men who did not enter.

It took a long time for the gunner captain, whose face was covered with injuries, to get up from the ground in a daze. The flames of the fried chicken restaurant burning in the flames illuminated his shocked face.

……

Inside the Salamanca Group's estate on the outskirts of Tijuana.

Snapped--

An expensive coffee cup fell to the spotless wooden floor and shattered.

Hector's fingers were trembling, and several complex emotions were mixed on his face.

There is shock, anger, doubt... and deep-hidden fear and apprehension.

When he heard the report from his subordinates and learned that the logistics warehouse containing a large number of gleaming goods had been destroyed, he immediately felt angry.

At the same time, this also made him understand a fact that although he had expected it, he was unwilling to face it:

Those were the people who had repeatedly sabotaged his revenge plans. They did not choose to continue to evade his pursuit, but killed them back.

Apparently they also realized that either they would die or they would die.

"Mr. Hector?"

The subordinates who came to report to Hector were trembling with fear, fearing that they might accidentally anger the boss.

But what he didn't expect was that Hector waved his hand: "I know."

The men froze for a moment.

understood?

That's it?

Hector's calm reaction made his men feel lucky to have escaped, but also confused.

Originally, his subordinates thought that he was dead and there was absolutely no chance of escaping.

But Hector was not angry or angry as expected, but was calm, even too calm.

It seemed that he noticed that his subordinate was still standing in front of him, waiting for his instructions.

Hector waved his hand: "Will you go down first?"

Not daring to neglect, his subordinates hurriedly bent down and quickly escaped from the office as if they were granted amnesty.

I'm afraid that if I'm slow for a second, I'll be fed to the lions.

After his men walked out, Hector returned to the desk, opened the drawer, and took out a small dark orange medicine bottle from inside.

He opened the bottle, poured out a few pills, and popped them into his mouth.

Instead of using water, just swallow the pills directly.

After taking the medicine, Hector's complexion obviously improved slightly, although the effects of the medicine should not have taken effect yet.

He slowly sat down on the boss's chair and lit himself a cigarette, filled with smoke.

"The gleaming logistics warehouse is not the end, but the beginning. If the enemy is allowed to continue to destroy it, the Salamanca Group's industry will be greatly damaged."

"Even if I don't care, there are so many people in the group who still need to eat."

"Even if I have eliminated the opposition before, if I can't pay the money, everyone will oppose me, including those who helped me eliminate the opposition."

"In the final analysis, the Salamanca Group is just a well-packaged large-scale gang."

Hector took a deep drag on the cigarette, and the light from the cigarette butt flickered. He let the smoke he inhaled fall silent in his lungs for a while, and then he coughed and blew out the smoke ring.

"The enemy is very powerful. They must be very professional mercenaries or military security contractors. If they just send ordinary gangsters to strengthen the defense of other industries, it will be useless. The only ones who can be useful are These three hundred gunmen in the manor.”

"However, the other party's purpose must be this. Considering that I will send these gunmen out, which will weaken the manor's defense force, if I really do this, then I will fall into the other party's trap."

"I can't do this, I can't die now."

Hector grabbed his hair irritably

.

After a while like that, he finally put down his hands.

He thought of a way.

Hector picked up the phone and dialed a number.

After the call was connected, a hoarse voice sounded from the other side.

"Mr. Hector, long-awaited greetings. How are you doing?"