The middle-aged man looked at me in fear, calling for backup, is this guy crazy?

"Do you need me to teach you?"

This idiot!

The middle-aged man picked up the phone, "BOSS, someone killed our people, right in the brothel!"

Martin was drinking at a nightclub in the central district, today he invited the border patrol officers, and upon hearing his subordinate's report, the cruel man in sunglasses maintained a smile as he walked out of the private room.

"Really? How many guys?"

"One person!"

"Haha!" Martin grabbed the collar of the little brother beside him, "One person? You bunch of useless people."

Martin Gustavo hung up the phone, and coldly looked at his subordinates around him, "Bring people to block Zone 7, by the time the sun rises tomorrow morning, I want to see that guy hanging from the streetlight."

"Yes, BOSS!"

The busy tone came from the phone, and the middle-aged man put down the phone, "I've informed the boss."

"Thank you."

I stubbed out the cigarette on the bar, put down the beer bottle, picked up the handgun and walked toward the door. At the doorway, the still fearful fat man stared at my back.

I suddenly turned around, raised my right hand, bang bang!

A muffled sound came from the muzzle, bullets pierced the fat man's chest.

Two bloodstains appeared on him, and the fat man fell onto the seat in shock, his eyes blankly watching the soccer game on the TV.

I replaced the magazine, put the handgun back to my lower back. Pushed open the door.

The big guy at the door turned his head to look at me, "Welcome."

"I will!"

With that, I placed my hands on the big guy's head and twisted forcefully, a sound of bone dislocation coming from his neck, his body collapsed to the ground without support.

I calmly looked at the dim alley, slowly raised my handgun, aimed at a nearby streetlight.

Bang!

The bullet shattered the light bulb, the alley turned pitch black, engulfed in endless darkness.

I leaned against the wall, sat on the ground, quietly waiting.

Several pickup trucks arrived at Zone 7, a large number of armed personnel got out, some holding handguns, some holding Uzis, and quite a few holding AK74Ms!

Bam bam bam bam bam!

A few thugs fired their AKs into the sky, sparks flashing in the night.

Like a dark space suddenly lit up by a fleeting brightness.

The loud gunfire echoed across the skies of Tanzande.

This was a warning, showing the pack of wolves about to hunt tonight.

Informing the nearby creatures to leave, not to disturb.

The gunfire was heard by almost everyone in Tanzande, the ordinary people had grown accustomed, continuing to sit before their TVs watching the game, drinking beer.

The gangs, smugglers continued their joyous night lives.

The officers were very quiet, they were off duty, enjoying their usual lives.

The border patrol officers looked at Martin Gustavo, "Anything happening tonight?"

"Just a little trouble, won't affect you." Gustavo raised the champagne. "I've arranged for two pretty girls for you, and fifty thousand US Dollars."

The officer looked at the man in sunglasses, smiled raising his glass, "The fifty thousand dollars is for me, but what about my subordinates?"

"They will get theirs!"

"Cheers!"

Gustavo raised his glass and clinked with the other's, "Cheers!"

No one paid attention to tonight's disturbance, no one worried, nor did anyone care.

Is that so?

No, Duke nervously returned to the tavern, Maria standing outside with a worried face.

"Damn it, there's trouble, Gustavo's men are launching an attack."

"Where's the BOSS?" Kelly Ella nervously looked at Duke.

"That guy said he wanted to go somewhere. Damn it."

"Fack, what are you doing?" Kelly looked at Duke angrily, grabbing his shirt. "Do you know how powerful Gustavo is? He has hundreds of gunmen under him."

Kelly shouted.

"Kelly's right, there won't be any officers at night, nor the border patrol, if someone gets killed, no one will care, Kenny is now in extreme danger."

"What to do?" Duke asked Maria.

"Damn it, they've already blocked the street." Maria shut the tavern door.

Ella kept dialing the phone.

I slowly raised the phone. Looking at the area near the alley.

"Hi Ella!"

"BOSS, where are you? You're in danger."

"Don't worry about me, tonight, a lot of people will die."

"Fack, what are you doing?" Duke snatched Ella's phone.

"Tonight, I want to cut Martin Gustavo's men by half."

"Fack! You want to face dozens of people alone? Are you crazy?" Maria shouted too. "This is suicide."

"Suicide? Haha!" I laughed, "No, this is hunting! I will show Tanzande my fangs, I will tear open the prey's throat until it's dead!"

I hung up the phone, the tavern quieted down.

Everyone's hearts were trembling.

Hunting!

My words were filled with a strong scent of blood.

Maria held her head, pacing anxiously, "He's mad, he must be mad!"

Am I mad?

No, that's not it.

The dark environment is my best hunting ground.

Soon, footsteps approached, I quietly leaned against the wall, merging with the darkness.

No light, the thugs could only use the light of their phones to look around.

Soon, four people ran past me, rushing toward the direction of the brothel.

"You guys go to the right, you guys to the left, surround this place."

Watching the remaining group disperse, there were only three guys in front of me, holding Uzis standing in the road like the best targets.

I smiled happily, adjusted the muzzle, bang bang bang bang!

Fingers quickly squeezed the trigger, the sound not loud, those far away couldn't hear.

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