This is a mixed-race Latino, whose skin color and appearance are almost invisible.

He didn't have a photo, but he had heard a description of the target's appearance.

Seeing the handsome face and tall figure, when the person left the area to check out, the clerk immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

Ronan got into the pickup truck after leaving the supermarket and drove a short distance away. He went to a gas station to refuel and argued quietly with someone about money for a while to give him enough time to react.

When he hit the road again, he quickly determined that there was a follower behind him.

A very ordinary Toyota followed up.

There are a lot of cars on this road, and you can also see patrol cars. Those people are not stupid, and they even change cars to follow them.

Nearly twenty kilometers to the northeast, there were fewer vehicles and pedestrians. The pickup truck turned off the main road and drove along a secluded road to a resort hotel built near the mountain and drove into the walled compound.

The hotel is not big, with a small three-story building encircling a small garden.

Ronan deliberately parked the car where he could see it outside the gate, and turned into the lobby on the first floor. The music in the lobby was loud, and dozens of black people were holding various firearms, dancing with their buttocks, or talking loudly. No one was safe.

point.

Even the leader, Will, was mumbling something.

After all, black gangsters cannot have too high demands.

Ronan asked Kerry to turn off the music and said to Will and Booker: "Here we come!"

Will clapped his hands vigorously: "Cheer up, the son of a bitch is coming!"

"Whoa-whoa-"

These black men were not afraid. Instead, they were all excited, raising their guns high and shouting wildly.

Ronan took off his coat, took the AR-15 brought by Will, put on the tactical vest prepared in advance, inserted the military dagger, and checked the firearm magazines one by one.

On the roof, the black man who was observing from behind came down and reported: "They left."

Booker, as the on-site commander, looked at the sun that was tilting to the west and issued an order: "They should come over after dark. Kerry, take ten people to the outer storage room and outflank them when they hear gunshots!"

"Will, you take ten people to the second floor! Smith, you take ten people to the third floor! Cole, you take ten people to the first floor!"

Finally, he looked at Ronan: "Just watch."

Ronan shook his head: "I want to take revenge with my own hands! Don't worry, I gave Jim the address."

Without that tunnel, how would the Carter Gang be willing to dispatch so many people: "Booker, where is the police?"

Booker downplayed: "Don't worry, the person in charge of this area is an old friend of the Carter Gang. The money has been received and no one will come before dawn."
Chapter completed!