Under the night, the gunshots in the town never stopped, and many residents were so frightened that they lay in bed and shivered.
For many ordinary people, tonight is too exciting, as if there is a war everywhere.
"Damn it! Those sons of bitches hide their heads and show their tails, and they are always firing cold shots. There is no way we can go in and rescue them!"
At the end of the street, behind a dilapidated wall, a strong man with two ugly scars on his face slapped his thigh and said viciously.
There were more than twenty people behind him, all wearing black suits, with long hair and gray turbans tied on their foreheads.
They are the Crow Gang, the largest gang in the small town of Conroe. Their boss is named Pell, nicknamed "Scarface".
Pell is Matt's best friend and they have a very close relationship. 10 years ago, Matt got him out of prison.
"Pell, this is not the way to go. Someone must attract the opponent's firepower and tear apart the opponent's defense line."
Behind another brick wall stood a slender man wearing black tights and a thin face.
The strong man Pell was stunned, frowned and said: "Gerald, I understand the truth, but what should we do specifically?"
There are also more than a dozen people behind the man named Gerald. He is a notorious human trafficker and has an important relationship with Matt.
Gerald pondered for a while and said slowly: "Perr, you are a third-level silver rose knight. Take a large shield of Luwen steel and hold it in front to attract firepower.
We will follow you again, charge together, and tear apart the opposing defense line."
Pell remained silent and looked hesitant. This was very dangerous.
Although he has a close relationship with Matt, he is not so loyal enough to risk his life to save him.
Gerald was a little anxious when he saw this. Matt not only had a wide network of contacts, but also had too many shady things. Once he fell, many people might be implicated.
Including him, because if some things were exposed, as a human trafficker, he would never be able to live with it.
Gerald said in a deep voice: "Per, we can't hesitate any longer, the enemy is bleeding us, and we have already lost half of our men.
I'm a ranger and I can't withstand the concentrated fire. You have to stand up, because if this continues, we will lose the power to fight."
After saying that, he glanced at the many people lying in a pool of blood on the street. Among these people were his men, as well as Matt and Pell.
"Okay, but there are a lot of Force firearms on the other side. I can't hold on for long, so hurry up." Pell gritted his teeth.
Matt cannot fall. Without his network, it would be difficult for him to survive in such a cool manner. He might even be wanted, and in the future he would have no choice but to go to the Pugni Plain to drink from the northwest wind.
"drink!"
The muscles all over Pell's body bulged, and he roared angrily. Golden spiritual energy came out of his body, forming a spiritual energy vortex on his body surface.
With a sudden force on his feet, he stepped on the floor tiles, raised a large black and gold shield, and rushed into the street.
"Fire at me! Fire at me!!"
Pell roared angrily, and like a wild bull, he galloped towards the Golden Rain Casino in the middle of the street.
Dong Dong, accompanied by the sound of heavy footsteps, as soon as Pell appeared, he aroused enough hatred, and the people hiding in the dark immediately raised their guns and aimed at him.
Bang bang bang!
Under the night sky, there was a loud sound of gunfire, and the muzzle was spitting flames. A dozen bronze-colored armor-piercing bullets and dozens of ordinary bullets poured towards him.
Feeling the sound of breaking the air coming from all directions, Pell's expression changed, and four bright golden rings appeared on his limbs.
The ring expanded rapidly like a pillar, and a golden protective shield wrapped around his body.
"Rush, follow me!"
Upon seeing this, Gerald shouted loudly and followed Pell with about 40 people.
"Iron wall!"
With a loud roar, Pell raised the large Luwen steel shield, and dense diamond-shaped white light shone on the surface of the shield, gradually expanding in circles!
In an instant, a translucent white shield 4 meters wide lay in front of everyone.
Clang clang clang!
There was a continuous sound of gold and iron clashing, sparks flying from the shield, and Pell braved the surging firepower and galloped forward.
His teammates hid behind him and charged together at extremely fast speeds, running dozens of meters in the blink of an eye.
Bang! Bang!
Two armor-piercing bullets were fired from the flank at a very tricky angle, causing blood to fall. A gangster and a human trafficker fell to the ground.
Despite constantly adjusting the direction of his shield, Pell's defense was not perfect, and people with good marksmanship could still harvest heads.
"No, if this continues, they will rush over.
The two of us alone can't kill so many people." Leo frowned as he crouched behind the chimney.
[Wind Control Gunner] can already slightly change the trajectory and shoot beautiful arc bullets, but others are not as good at shooting.
Garcia in the alley shrugged: "It doesn't matter, it's time to fight with the bayonet.
A real man is the one who fucks with real swords and guns."
He immediately pulled out the dagger from the holster on his pants and stared coldly at Pell and his group who were approaching quickly.
"Life is always going in and out, grinding, screaming, and bleeding."
Leo adjusted his sunglasses, sighed, and installed a sharp bayonet on the rifle.
[Gunfighter] is a profession that allows you to practice off-hand weapons and has melee combat capabilities.
"You go first, I'll hold the line for you." Garcia said with a smile.
The corner of Leo's mouth curled up: "Brother, I'll give you a chance to shine, you're welcome."
"Go together!"
"Okay, let's go together!"
As soon as the words were spoken, the two of them retreated almost at the same time, with wind blowing from their feet, and quickly retreated to the large army outside the Golden Rain Casino.
Just kidding, how can a second-level gunman dare to fight a third-level knight in close combat? This is totally asking for death.
Among the lurking melee troops, Bessie snorted coldly: "Two deserters, welcome back."
Garcia shrugged and argued: "Can a strategic retreat be called an escape?"
He learned this sentence from Renn. Last time Renn led them to escape from Orange Town, they were so fast.
Xige and Wen Xi couldn't help but smile at each other. The boss was the real escape master.
"Don't you need to worry about them?" Bessie wiped the scimitar in her hand and frowned as she looked at Pell and his group who had almost rushed outside the casino gate.
Sigur picked up the mace by the wall and smiled ferociously: "No need, just one pot and a bowl will do!"
Bang bang!
Rubbles flew and smoke filled the air, and the wall at the entrance of Golden Rain Casino suddenly collapsed, leaving two large holes.
With psychic energy lingering all over their bodies, Black Fox and Matt, who heard the noise outside, broke through the wall and joined Per and his group.
"Let's go give them a ride!"
Sigg put the mace on his shoulder and walked to the open space outside the casino without any cover-up.
Matt, Pell, and Gerald looked at him with cold eyes. Matt, who was slightly disgraced, said coldly: "Xig, you are looking for death!"
Hearing this, Sigur laughed loudly, showed his white teeth, and shook his hands at them: "Come on, today I will challenge you three alone."
