A few minutes later, Dior walked out of it expressionlessly. Although he had long expected that there would be a day when he would fight with someone, the murder... still made him very uncomfortable.

If the first time he died just because of a mistake, then just now, after a fierce mental struggle, he still chose to end the sinful life of the white and strong man in the flower arm.

He learned a truth from various film and television novels and books, that is, once a hostile relationship is formed, showing mercy will only bring endless disasters to himself and the people around him, and eradicating the roots is the greatest responsibility for his life.

Dior never denies that he is a selfish person, so since he has chosen this path, he must continue.

After taking a few deep breaths and suppressing the nausea and guilt after killing, he quickly disappeared into the night. With the cooperation of the white and strong man in the flower arm just now, he already knew the cause of the incident and Will's whereabouts.

To put it simply, it is actually a group of gangs that have escaped from Hell’s Kitchen and fell in love with the territory of the Black Bear Gang, so they took action in the event of “negotiation” failed!

The gang that could survive in Hell's Kitchen for a period of time but not be cleaned up naturally was not just hiding in Chinatown and standing on the street. Almost all the places of the Black Bear Gang were wiped out in the afternoon. Except for the boss "Black Bear" Baier who escaped smoothly when he saw that the situation was not good, all the remaining members, including the minions responsible for bulk goods on the outside, were arrested.

The reason for doing this is to force the "Black Bear" Baier to appear and solve this problem once and for all.

Secondly, this place is Chinatown after all, not a lawless hell kitchen. If too many people die at once, the police will definitely intervene in the investigation, and this is exactly what they don’t want to see, so they just arrest it first. If they can be incorporated, they will be incorporated. If they don’t want to hang out with them, they will break one leg and throw it out after the matter is finished.

Will, who Dior is looking for, is likely to be in the enemy's lair, waiting to be incorporated or broken, and his legs are thrown on the street like a dead dog.

After knowing this information, Dior injected ripple energy into his legs and ran quickly and silently towards the place where he was asked.

Although the enemy is numerous and we are few, this matter cannot be good after all. If Dior is a big shot, he might be able to let the other party release him in just one sentence, but unfortunately, Dior has no power and is poor, so the only thing he can rely on is the rippling Qigong on his body and his killer weapon [World]!

Tonight is destined to be full of blood!

.........

In a dilapidated factory several streets away from the Black Bear Gang territory, 3,40 black men with injuries were hung up like pigs, and a group of people around were looking at them unscrupulously, with malice in their eyes.

There are about 50 people in their group, but they were originally a group of forces that were well-known in Hell Kitchen, and their members once reached more than 200!

However, a guy who claimed to be the [Punisher] suddenly appeared and began to hunt them. The members scattered in various places were slaughtered one after another, which made everyone extremely nervous and panic, fearing that they would become the next prey, so they gathered together to try to kill the bastard.

Then on a night like today, [Punisher] attacked their base camp and slaughtered dozens of people at will, but they didn't even see what the other party looked like, and they... collapsed!

All the surviving guys ran away in scattered ways. The boss "butcher" Rekton barely assembled a group of people to escape from the Hell's Kitchen overnight, and then started a wandering journey.

They dared not go back to Hell Kitchen. Their territory had long been taken over by other forces, not to mention that there was a demon living in the darkness, so they set their target on Chinatown, which was not far from Hell Kitchen. The Black Bear Gang was just their first target. After growing stronger, they would replace the big gangs entrenched in Chinatown one by one and completely occupy the place.

"Hey! Look here, Ah Da!"

"Oh, FXXK! You learned Bruce Lee not at all! That should be...."

Bang bang bang bang!

The sound of fisting and flesh kept coming out. At this moment, the "butcher" subordinates were beating Will and others for fun, and all kinds of strange screams were heard!

"Be careful, don't overdo it. I don't want to be targeted by the note as soon as I came out." Rekton, the "butcher" who was filling the vodka with big mouths, sat on the sofa that I got from somewhere, "remind" these bastards under his command.

Although it's nothing to die in the United States, especially when the gangs are fighting, the police even wish to see these guys biting dogs, so it's best to die together.

But everything is a matter of one degree. Generally speaking, as long as it does not involve ordinary people, the police are too lazy to intervene, and everyone knows what is going on.

But once too many people die, under the influence of public opinion, even if they don’t want to control it, they will not be able to do so.

"Don't worry, boss. We all have a sense of our efforts, and at most we will suffer from a disability."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a click, and the short-haired white man who was talking broke the unlucky arm with cruel face!

"Ahhhh!"

The severe pain made him scream extremely horrifyingly.

This violent scream not only failed to stop the idea of ​​people around him for fun, but even laughed louder. Against the backdrop of the light, it seemed like a group of devils climbing up from hell was holding a banquet.

As the initiator, the Maocun white man was very satisfied with his masterpiece, and enjoyed the shouts and cheers of the people around him with a happy expression. Of course, the most "delicious" thing was naturally the screams and howlings of the guy in front of him!

"FXXK! Shut him up!" Rekton shouted unhappily. For some reason, he always felt that something would happen tonight. This bad premonition made him unable to integrate into the hot atmosphere around him, even if they only took a whole afternoon to destroy the Black Bear Gang.

The boss spoke, and the big white man had to shrugged regretfully, and then a fist as big as a sandbag gradually enlarged in the wailing unlucky guy's vision. With a bang, the bones on the bridge of his nose were smashed, and the screams stopped, and he fainted.

Seeing that this guy had more energy and less energy, the big white man forced him to let him go and then turned his attention to the others.

Under his sympathetic gaze, almost no one dared to look at him, which gave him an incomparable pleasure!
Chapter completed!