24th

The shooting on Highway 50 was entirely the work of Baudouin and his two brothers.If he wants to use the power of the gang to complete some retaliatory actions for himself or wash away the "shame" he has received before, then it is very easy for him as a gang member.

However, his young, handsome, intelligent, rational, and scheming boss, Donadieu, would not agree with his "stupid" idea.By doing so, Donadieu believed, he would expose the entire Haitian gang to the reach of Orlando police anti-gangsters or FBI agents.

Therefore, after Baudouin shot Katerina, one of the targets, he quickly evacuated the shooting scene with his accomplices.As for whether he hit the real "devil" (Gloria), he was not 100% sure.

He remembered that Gloria's heart was indeed being aimed and ready to shoot.However, to his surprise, the girl who was robbed by them covered the "devil" with her body, and blocked the bullets with her body...

Throughout Baudouin's gang career, there have been a few retaliatory actions like this, but he has been very lucky to escape the "crazy" counterattack from the victim's side.Even if you want to find him through private means, you can't find all kinds of detailed information about him and the "Haiti Gang".

"Fuck, is it really that woman?" At this moment, he had a very bad premonition.

"It's impossible, it's impossible for her to find this place." While comforting himself, he held his assault rifle and walked in the direction of the smell of blood.

The closer he was to the power distribution room, the stronger the smell of blood, and Baudouin felt more and more that the distance between himself and the god of death was so close.In the darkness, through the red dot scope/reflex sight mounted on the top of the rifle receiver cover, two vague figures could be vaguely seen lying on the ground.

"Eric, Louis, did you hear me?" At this moment, he still hoped that the two men were still alive.

"Damn it, answer me quickly." Cursing, he slowly walked forward with an assault rifle in his hand.

Turn on the tactical light installed at the lower end of the muzzle, and aim the beam of the tactical light at the figure closest to him.For a moment, when he saw the motionless figure on the ground, he couldn't help calling out in surprise, "What the hell are you doing?"

"No! No! No! Fucking bastard!" He kept yelling and cursing, and hurried to the side of the figure on the ground.

Holding an assault rifle in both hands, he shone the light beam of the tactical light on the figure's face.He found that the man lying on his back at his feet was his accomplice Eric, with a small cut on the right side of his neck.Bright red blood continued to spill out from the knife edge.

"Fuck, bastard!" Baudouin knew that Eric was hopeless, cursed and pointed the tactical light column at another figure.

"Louis!" As he stepped forward, he discovered that the body was that of another long-dead accomplice.

The dead Louis had his eyes wide open, his mouth slightly open, and his right hand was still gripping the grip of the shotgun. There was an obvious cross-cut knife in his throat.It appears that the trachea and jugular vein in Louis's throat were severed with a knife in an instant.

At the same time, he suddenly heard the sound of people falling to the ground not far behind him, as well as continuous screams.Baudouin was shocked, "Damn, something happened to the boss??"

He hurried into the power distribution room and found the switch of the lighting system.When he flipped a switch, restarted the lighting in the warehouse, and returned to his boss's position with an assault rifle in hand, he was speechless in astonishment at the devastation of the scene.

Except for him and the two accomplices who died in the power distribution room, the remaining 7 or 8 gang members were either lying on the cargo or lying on the ground.A large amount of blood flowed from the most important and deadly body parts of each person.

On the other side, the four Asian women who are counting dollar bills are sitting gracefully, vividly and naturally, just like the sculpture of "Aphrodite of Nidos" created by Praxiteles in the late classical period of ancient Greece. At the long table.

His young boss Donadieu is still firmly on the chair, and the sexy and beautiful female assistant Manon holds a B&T MP9 tactical assault pistol in both hands and is aiming at a woman standing with her back to him.

"Crack...crack...crack..." Donadieu smiled and looked at Gloria, clapping his hands lightly a few times.

"Boss, she...she is that devil!" Baudouin shouted as he stood not far from the crowd in shock.

"Baudoin, come here!" Donadieu softly ordered his subordinates.

Gloria rolled her eyes to the left and passed by Baudouin, turned her face and said, "This villain is your subordinate?"

Donadieu smiled and nodded, "That's right."

Manon, holding a tactical assault pistol equipped with a red dot scope/reflex sight and a silencer in both hands, still aimed at Gloria's head and said, "Who the fuck are you? How do you know this place? of?"

"Manon, calm down." Donadieu said calmly.

After a pause of two seconds, he said in a mellow, silky French English, "Nice to meet you, I'm Donadieu Morel. What should I call you, young lady?"

Gloria stared at the blood on the blade of the pocket knife indifferently, "You can call me the devil or the ghost rider, Mr. Morel."

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