"careful!"

"Prepare!"

The sudden changes caused the convoy to immediately panic. Everyone's first reaction was that Jonas's people were coming to kill them!

The safety was opened, the bullets were loaded, and the line of convoys immediately dispersed left and right.

only……

After the car in front of me crossed the road, no unexpected metal storm came.

This made everyone in the car, including Cyril, a little confused.

With his eyes fixed on the oncoming car, he saw that the door on the side not facing them was opened and a person got out of the car.

Just one person?

what's the situation?

Under everyone's puzzled gazes, a black man wearing a gray suit walked out from the back of the car.

The black man looked at the five cars here with a smile and raised his hand to wave, as if to say hello.

The black man stepped towards this direction. This movement made the Irish people very nervous. The car windows were rolled down, the muzzles of their guns were extended, and they were all pointed at the approaching black man.

"Cyril, you look very nervous." Jonas acted as if the muzzles didn't exist and walked up on his own.

"Jonas?!" Cyril had never seen the person, but he had seen the photo.

If a person dares to come forward openly at this time, there should be no one else.

In the bulletproof vehicle, Cyril had no intention of getting out of the car. He was completely confused now and couldn't figure out what Jonas meant by coming alone.

He didn't give the order, and the Irish didn't dare to shoot without permission. The atmosphere was very strange for a while.

Jonas walked all the way to Cyril's car, reached out and knocked on the car window.

Cyril frowned, biting his upper lip, and pressed down the car window anyway, but he didn't say anything, just looked at Jonas.

"In such a hurry to meet the other three people, I don't think the Desmond Hotel is safe." Jonas shrugged.

Cyril's pupils shrank and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times. How did this guy know where they were going?

Is there a mole?

Being bugged?

No matter which one it was, Cyril shuddered.

Doesn’t that mean that every move you make is already in the other person’s eyes, and all struggles are as ridiculous as a clown’s play?

"If I were you, I wouldn't be in a hurry to die. What do you think?"

"What do you want to do?" Cyril's voice was hoarse.

"I'm here for a visit. Hey, are you going to talk to me here?" Jonas spread his hands with a look of disbelief on his face.

Cyril lowered his head and was silent for a moment, then reached out and patted the bodyguard beside him.

The bodyguard opened the car door and walked out. Jonas smiled and sat in.

"Turn around and go back." Cyril ordered.

The other party already knew it, so what the hell.

You are being watched, where are the other three?

Jonas came to him alone, the signal was already obvious.

Back at the villa, Cyril's 20 Irish mafia men all stared at the lonely Jonas with murderous expressions.

However, Cyril did not dare to touch Jonas at all.

"Mr. Jonas definitely didn't come to my place simply to drink tea." The two sat across from each other, Cyril said with a straight face.

"No rush, no rush, wait for the news first." Jonas drank tea slowly.

Cyril winked at his men.

After a while, the subordinate came back and said in Cyril's ear: "The phone line has been cut off, and there is no signal on the mobile phone."

Cyril turned his head sharply to look at Jonas.

"No hurry, no rush, why don't you show me around the villa?" Jonas was still smiling.

Obviously there were 20 people around him, and it was obvious that Jonas came alone, but Cyril just felt cold and scared.

He felt that he was surrounded by people, and there might be many people ambushing him outside.

Silent, not knowing what to say, he could only passively lead Jonas around the villa.

Jonas was smiling and asking questions throughout the whole process, as if he really was an old friend.

After walking around upstairs and downstairs, twenty minutes passed. When he returned to the living room, Jonas said: "Let's watch TV. Today's TV media is really powerful. The news is very well-informed.

"

Cyril immediately understood the reason why Jonas cut off his external contacts and said he was waiting for news. They would launch a big operation and make the news.

But in such a tense moment, who would think of watching TV.

What a heart!

As soon as the TV is turned on, the Desmond Hotel appears directly on the screen...

…

Twenty minutes ago.

The first wave of people who arrived were still very nervous. There were more than 20 people, and they were all ready. The staff in the hotel were all mafia people. Apart from being a little nervous, they didn't have much reaction.

They don't know exactly what's going on.

When the second wave of people arrived, there were more people and the atmosphere became more relaxed.

A team of 50 people, everyone with a gun!

"Confidence"

By the time the third wave of people arrived, the hotel was already buzzing with noise and laughter.

A team of more than 70 people, everyone carries a gun!

"The sky is sunny, the rain has stopped, and I feel like I can do it again"

"The only thing missing is Cyril!"

"This guy is slow in everything he does and is always cautious."

The three bosses were drinking wine and teasing Cyril.

They didn't know that Cyril was stuck on the road at this moment.

"Wait, I'll be here soon."

"Heh, let's see what Sean can do!"

"In the downtown area, he really dares to send hundreds of people here?"

"Come just come, whoever is afraid of whom!!" A leader straightened his back, "This is a hotel, not a battlefield. The environment is so complicated. Is it useful to have more people? If it takes a little longer, the police will be here!"

I don’t know when the police became the Mafia’s emboldened people.

While they were talking and laughing, on the street outside the door, a commercial vehicle suddenly accelerated violently and rushed towards the hotel door like a mad cow.

The sudden roar of the engine made some people in the hotel lobby look over subconsciously. They saw that the business car seemed to have lost control and rushed straight towards the hotel door.

With a "bang" sound, the commercial vehicle rushed up the low steps and plunged into the hotel lobby.

"Fuck!"

"Shit!"

Amidst the exclamations, a group of people cursed and fled.

The business car that rushed into the lobby with a "stab!" suddenly turned sideways, the door opened, and the powerful brown gun body appeared in everyone's sight.

"Da da da" "ta da da" "ta da da"

The unreasonable storm of bullets began to shoot everywhere in the lobby.

What followed was a shrill scream.

As soon as the six heavily armed gangsters jumped out, they started shooting wildly, but the gun control was extremely stable.

Kill everyone on sight!

After a round of bullets were fired, there were only dead people and blood in the lobby, and there was not a single living person left.

After clearing the lobby, the two rushed to the elevator, the other two rushed to the stairs, one stood behind to guard, and the other jumped into the car again, controlling the car to directly block the hotel door.

Welded to death, no one should fucking run away!

The gunshots downstairs naturally alarmed people on the street. People nearby immediately called the police and stayed away.
To be continued...