America’s Big Hero

When the RPG came over, Jonas was really taken aback. He knew that Sean was angry, but he didn't expect Sean to play such a big game. He started with RPG.

You know, RPG is not a civilian product. Gun stores can't buy it. They only have this one, and they only have one warhead. This was secretly made by Jonas when he retired as a souvenir. Sean wasted.

Feeling distressed, Jonas was not slow to respond. The first time Hector was blasted into the sky, he fell to the ground, rolled and got under the van.

He knew that there would be cross-fire strafing in a while, bullets on the battlefield didn't have eyes, and he didn't want to be killed by the reflected stray bullets.

The Salamanga family deserves to be an existence that can stand in Newark for many years. Even if the boss is blown up by Sean's RPG, the remaining few who are still alive have not lost their courage to resist. For a while, he pulled the guy out of the car and started fighting back.

Submachine guns, pistols, although there were only four people left, they still gritted their teeth to fight back.

"Da Da Da" and "Bang Bang Bang" both sides kept firing, and the scene was the same as the battlefield.

"Bill, you suppress them, I'll take someone to outflank them." Sean ran to Bill's side and said, and immediately took the two people around the battlefield.

While running, Sean was thinking about it. The equipment in his hand was still not enough. At least the communication on the battlefield was not done well. The walkie-talkie should be ready in advance!

I didn't take this to heart before, but the FM and AM walkie-talkies of this era are really too big. They are old-fashioned big brothers and big brothers. They are equipped with AA batteries or nickel-cadmium batteries, and they are dead.

It's not like twenty years from now, just put a pair of earphones on your ears.

In this age without mobile phones, communication problems are really annoying. After this incident, Sean has already decided to build his own radio station to complement the walkie-talkie!

During World War II, Motorola's SCR300tm backpack-type FM walkie-talkie, which is the thing on the back of the American soldier in the movie, can already achieve a communication distance of 10 miles.

It was even better the last time it was in the Grenada war.

When I went back, Sean was going to get a 30-80 megabit HF mid-range walkie-talkie, which could be installed in the car. The signal could cover half of New Jersey. When I went out, I could receive the news immediately if something happened.

Thinking about things in his mind, he quickly went around the battlefield for half a circle. The remaining remnants of the Salamanga family were completely suppressed. When Sean rushed out from behind with a submachine gun, those guys defenseless.

After "Da Da Da" and "Da Da Da", the last few bald heads of Salamanga also fell in a pool of blood.

Seeing a few people die, Sean let out a light breath and turned his eyes to look to the other side. It was a group of gangs from Jersey City who came to watch the fun.

He turned the gun and pointed at it, and suddenly, a group of people screamed in fright, their hands raised high, and their faces were full of horror.

"We never thought of going against you, we were forced, and the people from Salamanga forced us!" the wise man shouted, hoping that the red-eyed butchers would let them go .

"Why didn't you notify me." Sean asked in a cold voice.

A group of people looked at each other in dismay. No one expected you to be so fierce. It was Salamanga, who had suppressed Newark for many years. Who would have thought of reporting to you? Wouldn't it be revenge from the Salamanga family?

"If you want me to forgive you, you don't have to just say something casually. There's no such thing." Sean snorted coldly, "Each family is 100,000 yuan, one cent less, then wait for someone to collect your corpses."

Everyone looked at each other and felt very distressed. One hundred thousand, this is not a small amount. Damn, how much is the annual net income!

Many people are ready to bargain.

At this moment, Jonas rolled out from under the car again, looked at the corpses all over the floor and gritted his teeth and cursed, "FK, a bunch of sons of bitches, and they want to throw Lao Tzu into the Hudson River!"

Sean turned his head to look, where Jonas was standing with blood dripping from his arms, and instantly, anger rushed to Sean's chest.

Turning around, pulling the trigger directly, the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the crowd, and a shuttle of bullets swept through.

Screams and exclamations sounded, and the crowd instantly became confused.

No one expected that Sean, who had just asked their family to pay 100,000 yuan, would suddenly shoot and shoot, even Bill and others were startled.

After a bunch of bullets emptied, Sean put down the muzzle, without waiting for the voice of the slightest emotion to sound, "My brother is injured, this is a lesson for you, I don't care what **** you have, next time, there will be another For this kind of thing, then you'd better buy the cemetery in advance."

"Those who are still alive, 100,000, take it with you when you trade next time, do you understand!"

"I understand, I understand." Those who were still alive and able to speak quickly said loudly, these guys were really frightened this time, and all the bargaining thoughts that had just arisen were all extinguished.

The group of guys in front of them are really ruthless, even more ruthless than the Salamanga family, and their combat effectiveness is simply incomparable.

Everyone understands one thing. Newark has changed. In the future, the mafia boss standing in Newark will be this man named Sean. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

Of course, Sean didn't know what they were thinking. If he knew, he would definitely not be able to resist cursing, what a mafia, I'm a **** serious businessman.

Serious people!

"Give those guys a treat." In the crowd, two people who were shot were not dead and kept moaning. Sean never thought of sending them to the hospital or something, and waved his hand to the people around him.

To reduce their suffering, this is the greatest kindness.

"Da Da Da" "Da Da Da"

The world is quiet in an instant.

Looking around, these guys are all here to watch the fun, obviously they don't bring money, so he cursed inwardly, Sean greeted Bill and said: "You take someone to the front, if the police come, stop me , don't hurt anyone, but let the police understand the meaning."

There is too much trouble here, so many corpses are left here. When the media reports it, the police will not be able to explain it, but as long as there are no corpses, the police will have a way to make matters smaller.

Bill nodded and led people away. Sean looked at the group of gang members and said coldly, "Load the bodies into the car and drive them into the Hudson River, immediately, immediately."

Sean ordered that the group of people immediately stood up and started to move. The speed was very fast and the movements were very quick.

"Let's withdraw too." Sean stretched out his hand to say hello. The two Jonas were badly injured and bleeding profusely. They should quickly find a place for medical treatment.

"There is so much trouble here, we can't go to the hospital, the police will find him immediately." On the way back, Jonas said with a pale face.

"I know, I have a way." Sean nodded. He has lived in Newark for so many years, and it's not that he has no connections at all.

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I'm sorry, I went out to do some errands and came back late.