Big Monster

Nagini watched Wilson leave, and he sighed. He was only suspicious before, but now Nagini can be sure that Wilson, a fat fool, is going to take risks tonight because he smells of the Angel Orphanage on Wilson.

To be honest, Wilson's behavior is really orphaned.

At night, the sky in Los Angeles became more and more gloomy. This oppressive atmosphere made everyone feel irritable. Everyone hoped that there would be a heavy rain to drive away the heat.

In the deep-water port of Los Angeles, I don't know whether it was because of the weather or because of a premonition, these workers who made a living at the dock left early.

Of course, not everyone left.

There is a cement building in Shenshui Port, which used to be the dining hall of Shenshui Port. After the war, the boss got rich and left the restaurant, so the cement building became an abandoned building.

And in this abandoned building, there are Andy, and 20 gang members with guns that Boots introduced to him.

This is the maximum amount of people Buzz can muster in Los Angeles with Andy's prestige. After all, not everyone is willing to fight against that lunatic Wilson for money.

According to statistics, in just two days, Wilson, a lunatic, killed at least 30 people!

In Los Angeles, Andy has become a name that everyone avoids. No one wants to have anything to do with Andy. Who knows if that devil Wilson will find you tonight, the reason is that you know Andy.

But these people in the abandoned building don't care, because they are a group of lunatics who want money and life.

There was a damp smell in the air, and everyone looked a little nervous. After all, this was the ruthless Wilson. He killed more than 30 people in two days. This person is simply a psychopath.

But Andy was very calm. He knew how shallow Wilson's foundation in Los Angeles was as an outsider. Although there were many people around him, how many people could he really trust?

Why do gangsters talk about seniority?

Not because of relying on the old to sell the old, but because resources and connections take time to accumulate.

Why did Wilson, who had just arrived, fight against himself?

Although he knows that Wilson is very fierce, and in a one-on-one situation, one person can tear himself to pieces, but he is alone after all, and there are more than [-] of them here, and all of them are armed. Wilson will go to hell.

So Andy was very calm, he didn't panic at all.

"Crack!"

Under the dim light, there was a sound in the shadows, and then a round thing came from the darkness. Everyone heard the sound and took a closer look, and then everyone's expressions changed: "Damn it, it's a bomb, everyone, get down!" !"

"boom!"

A burst of flames soared into the sky, and the terrifying impact accompanied by the flames made everyone dizzy.

Andy felt his forehead wet, he wiped it, and his palm was blood red, which made him angry.

A look of ferocity flashed in his eyes, and looking at the double figure not far away, Andy subconsciously took out his pistol.

"Bang bang bang!"

Flames were sprayed from the muzzle of the gun, and the horn of the decisive battle was blowing. In a hail of bullets, the burly black figure was smashed into a sieve, but what made Andy angry and disturbed was that the bullet did not hit Wilson, but a Sandbags disguised as Wilson.

The splattered blood is not blood, but the sand in the sandbag

Andy's pupils shrank, his face was a little ugly, and he quickly shouted: "Damn it, change the bullet!"

The reason why he dared to be tough with Wilson was because he had a gun in his hand.

He knew very well that if there was no threat of guns, Wilson alone could kill more than 20 of them.

And because of the damn sandbag from before, the bullets in everyone's guns are running out. What if Wilson kills them at this time?

That shouldn't be too scary!

And according to Murphy's Law, the last thing Andy expected happened.

In the darkness, a burly figure appeared in front of everyone like a ghost, and a casserole-sized fist smashed fiercely with a howling wind.

"Crack!"

Just like smashing a watermelon, Wilson blasted a person's head with just a pair of iron fists.

Then he rushed into the flock like a tiger. With his strong body and terrifying strength, he killed three or four in an instant with his amazing brute force, and seven or eight of them were lost under Wilson's attack. fighting power.

This was a one-sided massacre. The strong Wilson exerted his strength and brutality to the extreme. The ferocious aura of a beast, even the murderous man who licked blood with a knife, couldn't help but feel a sense of fear at this moment. Emotions.

But unfortunately, Wilson is powerful, but he is a person after all.

When the first shot was fired, Wilson's ferocious figure couldn't help but stop.

But after a while, his expression became more ferocious!

Just as Nagini guessed, Wilson didn't intend to leave alive tonight. He had already put his life and death aside. The injured Wilson, instead of retreating, became more and more ferocious.

Four seconds, maybe five seconds?

With a ferocious expression, his eyes were extremely calm. Wilson was calculating what he could do in the last few seconds of his life.

The answer may be more than a dozen people, or they may go to hell with Andy.

Wilson wasn't sure, and after the initial confusion, time was running out for him.

The group led by Andy knew very well that although Wilson was terrifying, he was still alone, and he would be injured and die in the face of bullets.So while they backed up, they frantically changed ammunition. This was probably the fastest change of ammunition in their lives. It was a race against death.

And Wilson also knew this, so even though he was injured, he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

During this period, Wilson knocked down several people again, probably because of injuries, they were only disabled rather than dead, and the crowd led by Andy also changed from the initial 20 people to less than ten people now. , but it doesn't matter anymore.

When Wilson saw a black ghost raising his assault rifle at him with a hideous expression, he knew that his life was about to end.

But the next moment, before Wilson could react.

With a "bang" gunshot, half of the nigger's head was smashed, and then his body cracked like a sculpture, turning into a puddle of powder.

Wilson was stunned, he came alone, he never thought that there would be support, and he didn't think that he had any friends in Los Angeles who could help him.

Andy was also stunned. He looked at the unscientific scene in front of him in astonishment, and his face instantly became extremely ugly: "Damn it, Wilson has a helper, kill him, or we will all die!"

He yelled frantically and robbed Wilson, and while everyone was stunned, Wilson wanted to understand who the person who was secretly helping him was. Due to his normal agility, he dodged nimbly and finally hid behind a load-bearing pillar.

"Clap clap clap!"

There was a burst of gunfire, and the load-bearing column was hit by bullets, splashing countless cement chips.

The flames of war spread again, and Andy frantically ordered his subordinates to shoot. Today's incident made Andy understand a truth, Wilson is too scary, he must kill this man, otherwise one day in the future, he will definitely be killed by this man kill!

Wilson wanted to fight back several times, but it was not for the purpose of fighting back, mainly because he wanted to provide Nagini with a shooting environment, but the opponent's firepower was too fierce, as long as he raised his head, countless bullets would be fired at him.

And Nagini, who was hiding in the dark, also understood what Wilson meant. He turned into an eight-meter-long poisonous python with a desert eagle and spare magazines in his mouth.