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"Bang bang!"

Who fired the first shot, Sass or Fish's little brother?

Harley doesn't know.

"Bang bang bang bang."

The next moment, dozens of sparks lit up near the bar. Bullets flew wildly, breaking the wine bottles and glasses behind the counter. They shot into the wooden floor with a muffled sound, and more landed on the human body, causing miserable howls.

Old Carmel, an old tart, was nearby, so of course Harley had to protect his safety first.

She stood between him and Fish's brother, pulled off her scarf and turned into a masked man. She bent down to support Old Camai and trotted towards the corner of the bar. She held the gun in her free right hand and fired randomly in the direction of Fish.

"Puff!" She was shot several times.

"Gudong, Gudong." The experience jar in the sea of ​​​​consciousness keeps bubbling, but the volume is not large.

"Fake and Fish don't follow tradition. They are obviously negotiating, but they are already prepared for a fight."

When Harley was squatting at the corner of the marble bar to change bullets, Mr. Sasse's irritating voice rang in her ears.

Glancing at him, she didn't make a long speech, but mocked his naivety, and said directly: "You take care of the BOSS, and I'll go take a charge."

"Where to go?" After a hail of bullets, Old Kamai's spirit was better than before, his tone was calm and unhurried, and his eyes were calm and resolute.

"Get out of here first. When I gather the troops, Fish will be the lamb to be slaughtered."

Harley ignored the old man, only quickly stretched her head, glanced at Fish's position inside, and pushed the fully loaded new magazine into the Mauser pistol.

"Boss Sass, help me cover first, then get up later and kill the people who attack me."

Sass held a gun in each hand, and stretched out his left hand from the side when he heard the words.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Harley jumped out from the other side, performed a graceful front flip, "caught" four or five bullets in mid-air, landed on the bar, and ran at a sprint speed of 100 meters.

"Ta-ta-ta-ta!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Bullets rained down on her like a rain of bananas.

"Gudong, Gudong." The jar continued to bubble, and the growth was a bit fierce.

Sass simply stood up at this moment, because Harley attracted the attention of most of the enemies.

"Bang bang bang bang!" He attacked accurately, and the gunmen who shot Harley with submachine guns fell down one by one.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Harley was parkouring on the bar and tables and chairs while shooting at all the gunmen in front of her.

There was a distance of 20 meters in front of Fish, eight or nine boys, and four or five tables. From the moment Harry jumped out, it only took three seconds to get within three steps of Fish.

At this time, her hand was empty of Mauser, and there were five younger brothers beside Fish.

Especially Butch Grundy, a giant man who is nearly two meters tall and weighs over two hundred kilograms.

Harley jumped off the table and was in mid-air, with her head on her feet and her hands reaching for Fish's neck, making a grabbing gesture.

"Looking for death!" Butch threw away his micro-charge, picked up a stainless steel chair, and stood in front of Fish, swinging it like a tennis racket.

"boom!"

Harley didn't catch anyone, but her movements remained unchanged. She stretched out her hands with lightning, actively faced the chair, clamped the two chair legs firmly, arched her body, and slapped her back hard against the chair surface.

"Gudong, gudong."

There was a huge bubble in the experience jar, and there was only half the distance to level 28.

"Plop!"

Because Harley was holding on to the legs of the chair, even though she received a blow, Butch did not slap her away. Instead, she was pulled unsteadily and fell forward.

Harley reacted so quickly that she let go of the chair legs in an instant and rolled her body to avoid being crushed by Butch's "corpse".

However, she squatted on the ground and her movements to pounce forward stopped abruptly.

Fish, who climbed from the bottom to the top, is still in his prime and has not lost his bravery and "martial arts".

"That's it." She took one step at the right time and put the gun against Harley's slightly sweating smooth forehead.

"Sister Yu, I bet there are no bullets in your gun." Harley laughed proudly.

Her expression and performance were so calm and confident that Fish was actually frightened.

Because just now, she did shoot Harley with a gun several times. How many times?

She subconsciously glanced at Colt.

For a few tenths of a second, Harley disappeared from the muzzle of her gun.

Harley's confidence does not come from counting bullets or the metaphysics of a certain anti-war boss. Even if she squats there and lets Fish beat her, so what?

Level 27 defense.

Therefore, after she made a joke, she didn't care about Fish's reaction at all. She just shrank and stretched her head, and rushed forward, like a poisonous snake spitting out its poison.

It's the action of dodging bullets in the classic Hong Kong movie.

The movements are coherent and look very chic and handsome.

Fish came to his senses at this time and pulled the trigger, completing Harley's famous scene.

There were bullets in the gun, but it was empty.

"Bang!"

The next moment, there was a loud sound from his lower abdomen, and shame solidified on Fish's face.

Harley was like a battering ram, pushing her legs hard on the ground, rushing upward diagonally, and her head was like a giant hammer, pressing hard against Fish's lungs.

Fish was suddenly more than two meters above the ground and flying in the air. His face was already swollen and he was almost unconscious in pain.

Harley refused to let her go.

Make a combo.

After taking two steps, he reached out and grabbed Fish's ankle, pulled him down hard, and threw him to the table.

"Boom!" Fish's body was like a mallet, smashing the wooden table and collapsing in the pile of wood, turning into a dead fish with rolled eyes.

At this time, the other four gunmen guarding Fish reacted. Some drew their guns and some punched Harley.

Harley shrank and hid beside the puncher, punching him in the heart.

"Crack!" The sound of ribs breaking was clearly audible.

The strong black man's eyes were bloodshot and bulging, and he died on the spot.

Harley used his body as a shield, pushed forward to the side of three big men with guns and punched them sideways, breaking one of them's Adam's apple.

There was an ear-piercing click, and the gunman died.

The other two people had emptied their magazines. The black man with an inch hair yelled "Ah" and turned around to run away. The white man with tattoos quickly backed away while changing the magazines.

Harley hooked a broken table leg into the air with her right foot, and swung her slender and strong thighs vigorously, like playing football, "Crack!"

The falling table leg was kicked at the end, like a sharp arrow flying out, and the broken leg penetrated directly into the face of the tattooed man.

"Ah!" He wailed and fell to the ground.

"Fish is captured by me, stop everyone!" Harley yelled to Fish's brother in the hall.

The gunfire stopped, and the younger brothers on both sides looked at her with shocked expressions.

Old Kamai had already poked his head out from behind the bar.

At this moment, his eyes popped out, his expression was dull, and he murmured: "Witch Harley, she really deserves her reputation, she is even more shocking than what she saw on TV."

Sass swallowed, "I'm not as good as her, but half a year ago, she was still practicing boxing in my bar. At that time, she was not as fast as me."

"I want you to die!" Butch Grandy, who had jumped on the street before, got up from the ground, opened his arms, and roared that he wanted to hug and kill Harley.

Harley sneered, took a step forward, held both of his wrists with lightning speed, then jumped up, flicking her right foot with lightning.

"Bang!" The instep hit his thick and strong chin.

Butch felt dizzy.

His right foot fell down, and his left foot followed the lightning and stayed there again. Butch's mouth and nose were bleeding, and his eyes were blurred.

His body became weak and he wanted to retreat and fall.

But Harley's hands were like iron hoops, tightly clamping his wrists, preventing him from retreating or falling weak.

She kicked him four or five times in succession until he spurted blood from seven holes and turned into a puddle of mud. She didn't stop.

"Who else!"

This time no one even dared to look her in the eyes.

Wherever Harley glanced, the Fish boys lowered their heads to avoid it, while the surviving black gunmen were in awe of her.

"BOSS, you can come out now!" Harley changed her expression and said with a smile.

"Oh, Sass, help me up." The old godfather moved and felt that his legs were weak. It turned out that unknowingly, he had been kneeling on the floor watching "The God of War Harley Show".

After counting the battle damage, two of Saas's six black girl gunmen were killed and three were injured, and four of Harley's five gunmen were killed and one was seriously injured.

There were more than fifty gunmen inside and outside Fish's house, 18 of them died, and more than twenty others were shot and injured.

The result of the gun battle in just two minutes was so tragic.

Harley was a little lucky that her friend Pulika was only shot and did not die immediately.

Sasse made a call, and within a quarter of an hour, more than thirty gunmen arrived.

Well, Fish's Fishbone Bar is located in New Town and Crime Alley on the north side of the Upper East Side, and is a neighbor of Bali Street and Crown Point in Saskatchewan.

"Boss Sass, Penguin Cobot is at the back door. He wants to see Falco's cabinet immediately." A black girl walked up to Sass and whispered.

Saas told Old Kamai again.

Old Kamai snorted coldly, "Now he's here."

Although his tone was harsh, he still waved most of the gunmen out of the bar, leaving only Harley, Sass and a few black girl gunmen.

Penguin is still a double agent who needs to keep his identity secret at the moment.

"It's great that you're okay, Mr. Falco."

The Penguin limped and ran like a clumsy penguin. His excited voice sounded like crying and laughing, which was very recognizable.

“Fish she, uh, Fish she—”

When they saw Butch and Fish lying side by side on the ground with blood from all seven holes, the penguin's shrill screams stopped abruptly.

"She's dead?" His voice was filled with reluctance and annoyance.

"Not dead, fainted."

Harley is now nestled in a single sofa, drinking a soda leisurely.

"It's good that you're not dead, it's good that you're not dead." Penguin breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where were you before? I called you in the morning and you didn't come here until now." Old Kamai asked.

"Oh, look at how I look now, how embarrassed I am."

Penguin opened his arms and spun around in front of Falcone.

His suit was dirty, his cheeks were covered with purple bruises, and his hair was as messy as a chicken coop. He was indeed in a very messy state.

"You smell burnt. Did you get an electric shock?" Harley asked.

Cobot nodded repeatedly, and said excitedly in a sharp voice that sounded like crying and laughing: "I tell you what I experienced today, and you probably won't believe it.

I was having tea with Maroni in the morning, a madman who is an electrocutor, do you know? "

Electrocutor, this very supervillain-like name, has indeed appeared on TV and newspapers many times recently.

He is similar to the previous "Balloon Man" and "Gas Man" (the Wayne Pharmaceuticals researcher who was beaten to death by Gordon), and he is a bit of an "unjust hero".

The electrocutioners specifically targeted the black leaders on Maroni's side.

"Did the electrocutor find you?" Harley asked.

The Penguin is Maroni's leader.

"The electrocutor was Maroney's accomplice before he became famous. Maroney killed his friend and sent him to prison just to keep the stolen money from the bank robbery."

"Oh, this time it's for brotherly loyalty." Harley suddenly realized.

Penguin explained: "The Maroni family was having a gathering at the time, and the electrocutor almost killed us all with a high-voltage electric grenade he invented.

Fortunately, Jim Gordon had been investigating the electrocution of people and arrived in time to save us.

I fainted.

Gordon suggested that Maroni take us to the police station and let the GCPD protect us.

That's why I delayed for so long. "

"You must have just arrived, right?" Falcone said thoughtfully.

Penguin did not quibble, and nodded and admitted: "Hurry up and hurry up, but I still can't stop you halfway. The Fishbone Bar is Fish's territory. If I came in at that time, I would kill all of us."

"Uh-huh."

At this time, Fish, who had whiskey thrown in his face, groaned and slowly woke up.