While walking quickly, there was almost no sound from Ronan's feet. After a burst of gunfire, there was a dense sound of footsteps on the other side of the alley.

The alleyway was narrow and the space for maneuvering was limited. Ronan took two steps and easily climbed up the three-meter-high wall. He stood in the shadow of the attic and pointed his gun at the place where he must pass through the alleyway.

Ten people holding various firearms came out from dozens of meters away.

There is no Desdemona among them.

Ronan immediately pulled the trigger, flames spurted out, and the sound of gunshots shook the sky.

Although the figures were blurry in the dark night, due to Ronan's predator vigilance and precise shooting skills, every bullet landed on the person.

Ten people screamed and fell down one after another.

Ronan jumped over the roof barrier and ran along the walls and houses.

To be on the safe side, AK shot everyone in the head again!

Jump off the roof and quickly change the magazine.

Suddenly sensing danger, the man ran to the right and stepped on the wall to avoid the intensive rain of bullets.

Those guys whose heads he blew off actually survived!

Five of them were shooting in his direction.

Ronan bent his knees and kicked off, he jumped up a bit, put his hands on the wall, and went up to the roof.

The bullets fired at him all missed without exception.

Andrew was shocked, who was this person? He was so fast!

The five men, missing half of their heads, stood up unsteadily, pointing their guns at the surroundings.

The wound on the head is healing extremely slowly.

The figure on the roof flashed, and Andrew fired subconsciously. The moment the gunshot rang out, a big hole exploded in the head of the guy next to him!

Another headshot!

"ah--"

The other two men roared and fired wildly at the roof.

In the dense rain of bullets, the black figure kept running and turning, but no bullet could hit him.

Instead, he shot back with two short bursts. The two guys' heads exploded and they fell to the ground again.

Andrew, who was missing a quarter of his head, couldn't help shouting: "What a monster!"

Bang bang!

Two gunshots were fired, and the last man standing except Andrew fell.

After transforming into a blood servant, Andrew reached his heart at the top of the mountain and suddenly fell into the cliff.

At this moment, only the gun in his hand could give him a sense of security.

Andrew fired repeatedly at the roof and quickly emptied the magazine.

Just as he was changing the magazine, the figure jumped down from the wall above his head, and the AK's gun butt hit the front door.

Andrew turned around and hid, thinking that his speed had nearly doubled, which would be enough to dodge.

But the speed at which the gun butt came down was much faster than him!

With a muffled sound, Ronan's gun butt hit Andrew's head hard, and Andrew's forehead collapsed.

"What the hell?"

Ronan frowned. Brains could be seen in the open wounds on this man's head.

Normal people who die early cannot die again.

Not only was this man not dead, but those whose heads he shot were wailing and their wounds were being repaired.

Although Ronan was very curious, gunshots were still ringing from Demona's side, so he had no time to ask any more questions. He turned the muzzle of the AK, pointed it at Andrew's head, and fired five shots in succession.

Andrew's head was smashed into pieces, leaving a bare neck.

The body that was originally struggling finally stopped moving.

Ronan aimed at his heart and fired two more shots.

Then, smash the heads and hearts of the remaining nine people!

He didn't believe it. After being beaten like this, these people could stand up again!

Ronan picked up his AK and headed towards Demona Bar. He turned on his spiritual vision in his busy schedule, turned his left hand, and ten red lights flew over!

All are soul fragments 4!

The number of soul fragments harvested is not directly proportional to their ability to withstand beatings.

A piece of memory information flashed in my mind: a bloody mouth opened on the pale face, and two canine-like fangs came down and bit on the neck.

Are there really vampires? Could this be the rumored first embrace of a vampire? Ronan could only speculate.

But compared to Alessandro's werewolf, these vampires are too weak.

Ronan took out two pieces of spirit leopard jerky and stuffed it into his mouth to replenish energy. He walked through the long alley and saw two middle-aged women who had been shot to death. He jumped and climbed into the window.

The memories left by Ronan in the United States can be directly connected to Demona's bar.

As he moved forward, the gunshots from the melee seemed to enter the bar. Ronan sped up and turned around a staircase. He found a dozen gunmen rushing into the bar door and shooting at Demona and the others who were relying on the bar counter for cover.

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In the bar hall, the corpses of many older women were lying in a mess.

Ronan launched an attack from the side, and the AK bullets quickly kissed the heads or chests of the gang gunmen. Most of the dozen gunmen lay down in an instant.

"Daisy, it's me!" Ronan shouted loudly for fear of accidental injury: "Don't shoot this way!"

Demona couldn't care about anything else for the moment and said: "I'm here all women!"

Ronan understood what this meant and moved quickly to knock down the remaining gunmen one by one!

"When did you become so powerful?" Demona was quite surprised.

Ronan greeted her: "Stop talking nonsense and get out!"

As soon as she arrived at the door of the bar, bullets were crackling. Demona, a woman who can gain a foothold in the custom street, must be ruthless!

"Go on!" She threw a stick at Ronan.

Ronan pulled out the safety pin, pressed the fuse and threw it out, and the grenade exploded.

"continue!"

"No more." Demona arranged her weapons and ran to the door with two Latin women: "We've used them all."

Taking advantage of the chaos caused by the explosion, Ronan dodged out, and while moving at high speed, AK fired continuously. The screams from the other side of the alley never stopped.

Then, there were scoldings, screams of fear, and finally the sound of chaotic footsteps getting farther and farther away.

"Let's go!" Ronan took the lead and went out to kill.

Demona followed up: "I remember your shooting skills were not that good?"

Ronan casually found an excuse: "Have you ever heard of Private?"

Demona sells information, so she knows a little bit about it: "I heard it from someone."

Ronan motioned for them to follow: "I am!"

There was no one in front of me. When I reached the entrance of the alley, everyone was gone except for the corpse lying on the ground!

Since Ronan appeared, dozens of people have been killed in succession. The gunmen of Jose's group are so frightened that even Jose himself cannot stop the rout.

Being able to persist until now, the Jose Group has become a very organized gang.

There was only one person left on the main street of Custom Street.

Jose's face was bloodless, he was wearing a dark suit and holding two M9 pistols, standing in the middle of the street.

The three people just turned out of the alley and spotted him immediately.

Ronan spoke quickly and briefly: "Hide!"

Demona pulled the two women back.

One of them saw the opportunity quickly and followed Demona back.

The other one took another look out of curiosity and took a half step slower.

While Ronan was talking, he moved quickly and fired at the same time. Jose also moved very quickly, without any nonsense, and fired repeatedly at the entrance of the alley with the M9 with both hands.

The bullet missed Ronan, but hit the vital part of the latter woman.

In a hurry, Demona's gun was knocked out of her hand, and the other woman was shot in the arm.

Jose's figure flashed, and the bullet that was originally a headshot flew past his ear. He fired the M9 with both hands at Ronan. Ronan flashed and tumbled, and with his agility and speed and the vigilance of predators, he could always avoid Jose's shooting route in advance.

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To be continued...