Under the cover of night, a group of Asian gunmen in black suits slowly surrounded the Guns N' Roses bar from all sides.
There were more than a hundred people, but their formation was a little messy. The guns in their hands were also varied, including pistols, submachine guns, rifles, carbines, which really gave a multinational feel.
The front door of the Rose Bar was closed. A leading man in a suit stopped and gestured with his hand, and a dozen gunmen stopped at the same time.
Two thin figures wearing black tights, black hoods and two short knives on their waists walked out of the darkness.
The two men gestured to the leading man in a suit and moved silently to the side of a window of the bar.
The Rose Bar has two and a half floors in total. The lower floor is a dance floor for people to dance and have fun. It has booths and card tables.
The second floor is a private room where some wealthy people can do their favorite things for fun.
The reason why it is called two and a half floors is because the bar needs to set up lighting, and the distance between the first floor and the second floor is quite large.
The windows from the first floor to the second floor were estimated to be about seven or eight meters high. Two men in black walked under the window and estimated the height. One of them directly took out a hook with a rope from his waist.
The three-claw hook made of fine steel looks no bigger than a baby's fist. The entire hook is painted with black paint, and it seems invisible in the night.
Whoosh! Ding!
There were two barely audible sounds, and a man in black pulled a black rope and, using his hands and feet as nimbly as a monkey, jumped to the second-floor window in a few seconds.
Hanging on the windowsill with one hand, the thin man in black fumbled around his waist, took out a black wire, and stretched it towards the window.
The window was quickly opened by the man in black. He gently pushed open a crack.
After exchanging a glance with the other man in black who had already reached the second-floor window with a rope, both of them simultaneously drew out the daggers from their waists.
As expected, both short swords were coated with black light-absorbing material from the blade to the blade.
Two men in black slipped in through the crack in the window. Their movement was smooth and silent.
… …
One kilometer away from Guns N' Roses, on the rooftop of a 30-story building, two figures were standing.
A graceful figure stared at the Rose Bar with a military telescope.
Bina looked through the telescope and watched the man in black sneak into the bar.
"John, are we going to help the guys in the bar?"
John Wick was fiddling with a black sniper rifle and adjusting the sight on the rifle.
"No, I just came to see the strength of the Scavenger and harvest a few heads of the Hand!"
John Wick put the scope on the head of the leading man in a suit, but he didn't rush to shoot.
As a killer, John Wick has no intention of getting involved in gang fights. The reason he appears here is because the Hand, like Kingpin, is one of the twelve seats at the high table.
As the largest gang organization in Southeast Asia, the Hand monopolizes the largest smuggling business in Southeast Asia, involving human trafficking and flour business. It is also the largest killer group in Southeast Asia.
For such a large organization, any movement of it is enough to attract a lot of people's attention.
On the rooftop of a high-rise building on the other side of the Guns N' Roses bar, a man wearing a black and red tights and a mask on his head was leaning on the railing of the rooftop, tapping the railing lightly with a black blind man's cane in his hand.
The railings made clear low sounds in the silent night sky.
The man listened attentively, the sound medium echoing in the air, transmitting nearby information to his mind.
"Kingpin!"
Daredevil whispered as he "looked" towards another tall building.
… …
In the tall building in front of Guns N' Roses bar, a spark flickered.
In the night, Kingpin's huge figure was like a brown bear hidden in the woods, and behind him stood silently a dozen well-trained top shooters.
"Mrs. Gao, the ninjas you train in the Hand are really good!"
In the dark night, only the cigar in Kingpin's hand was flickering.
Mrs. Gao, who was standing next to Jin Bing, was leaning on a wooden stick, her figure completely hidden in the darkness.
"It's just some cheap tricks. I'm sorry to make Mr. Wilson laugh!"
Downstairs, a group of Hand gunmen began to storm the bar door.
"Excuse me, Madam Gao. Your Hand has smuggled over 200 people from the East Coast. If they are all ninjas of this level, this is no joke."
Jin Jiang flicked his cigar on the rooftop railing, sparks flying and reflecting his ferocious face.
"Mr. Wilson misunderstood!" Mrs. Gao knocked the wooden stick in her hand hard on the roof twice, making a dull sound.
"We, the Hand, have no intention of expanding our business in New York. We sent someone here just to find something!" Mrs. Gao explained:
"It is an ancient artifact that our Hand has lost for a long time. It will not affect your interests in New York!"
"It seems that this thing is very important to your Hand." Jin Bing heard what Mrs. Gao said and changed the subject. "We are all partners. I don't know what the Hand has lost. Do you need my help?"
Madam Gao leaned on her wooden cane and said, "The Hand can handle its own affairs, so there's no need to bother Mr. Wilson!"
Mrs. Gao looked deeply at the flashing neon sign of Guns N' Roses bar.
Is the man surnamed Tang from Kunlun? Is he here for the dragon bones, or for "them"
"Bang, bang, bang, bang"
"Da da da da da"
"Bang, bang, bang"
…
At this time, there was a fierce gunfight in the bar, with the sound of pistols, rifles, and screams coming one after another.
Mrs. Gao looked at the flashing gunfire in the bar. The smile that had just appeared on the corner of her gloomy mouth suddenly froze.
Her extraordinary hearing told her that the screams were all in Japanese and were from the Shugokai.
… …
The scene moves to the Guns N' Roses bar.
The front and back doors of the bar were quietly opened, and a group of gunmen from the Shuhe Society filed in.
In the pitch-black environment, many gunmen took advantage of the moonlight and groped their way to the box on the second floor.
"Bang!"
The sound of a gunshot startled all the gunmen in the Hand.
"Baka!"
The leading man in a suit turned around and slapped the man who fired the gun, and shouted:
"Idiot, are you informing the enemy?"
"Team leader, there's someone!"
The shot gunman pointed tremblingly in front of the man in the suit.
The man in the suit was startled and quickly pointed his gun in the direction his subordinate pointed.
In the moonlight, there was a tall figure standing in front of the bar.
"There is an enemy, kill him!"
Gunfire exploded in the bar, with all kinds of weapons firing simultaneously in the direction of the bar.
The firepower network composed of dozens of guns instantly turned the bar into a hornet's nest. The drinks in the bar exploded directly, and the sparks from the bullets directly ignited the drinks.
The Oak Bar was ablaze with flames, and the Hand gunmen used the firelight to finally see the dark shadow in front of the bar.
A sculpture more than two meters tall. The reason they thought it was a sculpture was because this tall figure was covered in armor that looked like medieval plate armor.
The rifle bullets hit this layer of armor, leaving only a few dents. It was obvious that this layer of armor was made of at least steel-grade metal.
This armor looks to be at least half a foot thick. A full steel armor of this thickness is simply not something a human can wear, unless the person has a tank's diesel generator installed in his body.
"The gunshots have alerted the target. Hurry up and go upstairs, find the target, and kill them!"
The man in the suit was a little annoyed, as he had missed the task just because of a statue. He quickly waved the pistol in his hand, signaling his subordinates to rush to the second floor immediately.
Just then, a buzzing sound suddenly sounded.
He looked in the direction of the sound alertly, and when he saw it, he was immediately frightened.
The figure that he thought was a sculpture suddenly moved. It had been hanging down, and the hand that was hidden by the bar suddenly raised up.
In both hands he held a six-barreled Vulcan cannon, with a long ammunition chain hanging down along the gun body. On the chain, thick brass bullets were firmly pressed.
The sound he heard was the sound of the six-barreled Vulcan cannon's motor turning, and at this moment, the muzzle of the Vulcan cannon was aimed at him.
"No!"
Da da da da da da…
Under the Vulcan cannon, all beings are equal.
The bar's bar, the stage, the front door, the back door, four directions, four armored men pulled the trigger at the same time.
M163A2 Vulcan Cannon
Diameter 20 mm
Initial velocity 1030 m/s
Effective range 1650 meters
Theoretical rate of fire
3000 rounds/minute against air targets
1000 rounds/min to ground targets
Number of tubes 6
The six-barreled Vulcan cannon, a heavy machine gun often used by the federal army to be mounted on armed helicopters and military Humvees, was held in the hands of four armored men and used to shoot at a group of gangster gunmen.
Lai En stood in the second-floor box, looking down.
From his perspective, he could only see four fire snakes intertwined, and everything in the fire snakes fell down in unison like wheat in a rice field.
In the box, several heavily armed German men were standing by the window with guns in hand, aiming through the scope at the gunman below.
In the box near the window, two men in black were lying dead on the carpet. The backs of their necks were limp, and it was obvious that someone had strangled them with great force.
… … …
In the underground cave, there is a bluestone Bagua altar. At this moment, four of the thirty-six black lacquered coffins with gold characters on both sides of the altar are empty.
In the middle of the altar, there is a red sandalwood eucalyptus tree, and a small straw man made of thatch is lying on the eucalyptus tree. The small man made of the most common thatch looks very abstract except that it looks like a human figure.
Tang Song stood in front of the long eucalyptus, the jade token of the character flying around in front of his fingertips, and strands of aura were extracted from the jade token by him.
As Tang Song flicked his fingers, the jade token flew into the air, and the energy contained in the jade token was completely drawn to his fingertips.
With his fingertips shaking, Tang Song fiercely tapped the center of the straw man's brow. Like a branding iron, a red cinnabar mark appeared on the center of the straw man's brow.
"rise!"
Tang Song put his fingers together like swords and raised them upwards. The little straw man on the eucalyptus tree suddenly stood up straight as if it were alive.
"Wulian Tianzun, I never bear grudges, because if I have a grudge, I will never let it last overnight!"
Tang Song took the straw man and walked to the edge of the altar. There was a tiankeng below the altar, with bones piled up like a mountain. Countless vengeful spirits that were invisible to ordinary people were wandering in the cave.
Seeing Tang Song appear, these evil spirits all shrank to the bottom of the cave.
“Come, come, come!”
Tang Song casually threw the straw man into the cave, and immediately tens of thousands of vengeful spirits pounced on it.