Blue and White Society Chapter 228

  Chapter 228 Mission Ended

  There are a large number of guns circulating in Kenyan folks. Unlike urban neighborhood gangs, country gangs are often more brutal and have no bottom line.

  Pliss town is extremely chaotic, there are almost no law and order people here, like a lawless place.

  Boys are taught **** since they were young, and knives are their toys. All adult men are equipped with guns, and even when they sleep, they have to put a pistol under their pillows to guard against possible violence at any time.

  As for gangs in such places, it is even more commonplace for so-called attacks.

  As soon as he heard his companion shouting, he immediately rushed out with a gun.

  However, after rushing out, they were all dumbfounded.

  I saw two companions in the hall fainted to the ground, and only a little girl with smooth and fair skin was standing in the field wearing a panda sweater and carrying a backpack.

   In his hand, he was still holding a pistol of an unfamiliar style.

   "Is this an invasion?"

   "A girl with a toy gun?"

   "I thought it was the gang from Timana next door calling."

  The black people couldn't help but relax, but the boss looked suspiciously at Mo Poor, then at the two fainted people on the ground, and then said, "Look quickly, someone must have sneaked in."

  They felt that Mo Poor was nothing to worry about, maybe it was to attract their attention, and the two companions fainted, there must still be enemies.

   "What about this little girl?"

   "Take her away, send her down and lock her up."

  They were vigilant about their surroundings, but they were quite relaxed towards Mo Poor. A black man walked over directly and wanted to take Mo Poor away.

   Mo Poor stepped back and said, "Immediately surround the house I am in. Pay attention, wear bulletproof vests, everyone inside has firearms, and snipers are also arranged to prevent accidents. When you are ready, attack directly!"

  After hearing this, the members of Price's gang immediately looked at Mo Poor.

  A little guy, in front of a dozen of their strong gang members, was not afraid. Not only that, but he was surrounded by people in a grandiose way.

   Obviously, someone really called and sent a little girl as a microphone to declare war on them here.

  But, is this too funny?

   "The **** in Timana can't hold a gun? They even let a little girl pass the message."

  Although there are big fights among their gangs, most of which are sneak attacks, occasionally they will declare war openly, sending people to fight first, and then fighting.

  Generally, this style of play is not on a large scale. Either they bought new weapons to show off their power, or they were old-headed and wanted to gain a wave of prestige.

   But is this looking down on them? Or is it just a recently popular way of mocking? Such a cute Asian girl, very valuable, just sent it? For a moment, they couldn't tell whether it was a mockery or a brain damage.

   "Have their brains been eaten by dogs?" Priss gang leader sneered.

   "Boss, I heard that this girl has a bulletproof vest. It seems that Timana bought a high-end product to show off!" said one of the subordinates.

  Boss Priss said sharply: "Shit! What's the use of body armor! It's expensive and useless, Timana is a bunch of soft bubbles!"

  This kind of country gang will even buy second-hand guns, body armor? Why did you buy that thing? how? Found a mine?

  In their place, their hands were shot and their legs were shot and their legs were amputated. The medical conditions are the same. What kind of body armor do they need?

   "Boss, she also said that there are snipers!" said the subordinate.

  The boss sneered and said: "Sniper shit, people in Timana like to brag! At most, it's a shotgun with a mirror!"

"Shotguns are also very expensive, boss, and this little girl is worth at least 100,000 shillings, which is enough to buy four AKs, and they sent them casually... Think about it carefully, boss! They might really dig a mine Already!"

  The boss disdainfully said: "It's a waste of money. They have to use up the value of good equipment. One bullet can kill people. Buying such a good thing is just cheaper for us!"

   As he spoke, he looked at Mo Poor and growled, "Since the people from Timana gave us four AKs, then I'm not going to be polite, take them down!"

  Mo Poor's face sank. One hundred thousand shillings is about 6,700 yuan. I think she is a good-looking person, and she is a foreigner, so the price has been raised a lot. It should be cheaper to switch to a local black girl.

  At this moment, a black man was close in sight, and he grabbed Mo Poor with his bare hands.

  It is impossible for them to attach much importance to a seven or eight-year-old girl. Even if Mo Poor holds a gun in his hand, it is considered a toy gun.

   "Hey!" The black man smiled, and he was bound to grab it, but he felt a blur in front of him.

  Mo Poor jumped high, hit a knee, and hit the black man's chin directly. He heard the sound of bone cracking, and the black man fell backwards with a bang.

  His jaw was crushed, blood was pouring from his mouth, and he was unconscious.

  Everyone was in an uproar. Seeing such a fierce little loli with their own eyes, they really doubted life.

"how is this possible?"

   "She's just a kid!"

  Although he was horrified, Mo Poor's appearance was too deceptive. At this moment, the boss was still thinking: "Can Chinese children know kung fu?"

  Just as they were about to rush forward, there was a messy gunshot outside, and then someone rushed in and cried, "Boss! It's not good! Hit, hit, hit... here we come!"

   There was a little commotion in the house, but it was still calm. After all, the little girl was sent to the afternoon.

  The boss waved his hand and said: "Why panic! Didn't you tell you to be on guard nearby? It's not like we're unprepared, just fight back! How many people are there?"

  The black man who reported the letter was trembling all over, his eyes were staring straight, tears were pouring from his nose, and he seemed crazy.

   "They...eight...eight..." The man faltered, his tongue was tied, and he insisted that he couldn't speak clearly.

  The boss asked puzzledly: "Eight people? What are you afraid of eight people? Dozens of us brothers!"

   "No no... woo... no no..." The man cried anxiously and waved his hands frantically.

  The boss' face changed, and he said in surprise: “What? Could it be eighty? Are they crazy? They actually came out in full force! Are they going to fight us?”

  Everyone's expression changed drastically, and it's fine to fight each other normally, and no one can kill anyone.

  Dare to come out in full force, do you intend to destroy their gang? What is there to rely on to dare to have such great ambitions?

   "Boss! Did they really discover the mine?" The men were surprised.

   The boss gritted his teeth, and rushed to the window to look out with everyone. After seeing it, they were all dumbfounded.

  I saw that their outpost at the head of the village was directly bulldozed, and four tanks opened the way, directly running over the broken iron fence outside their town.

   And farther behind, dozens of armored vehicles came out to disembark people, all of them were loaded with live ammunition.

  Looking at the other side of the town, it was also surrounded. Four tanks opened the way, breaking through all roadblocks, and many soldiers followed behind.

   Seeing all this, a group of black people trembled with horror in their eyes.

  The boss roared loudly: "Damn, how many people are here!"

  He grabbed the messenger by the neck and sprayed his face with saliva.

  The messenger had a mournful face, and finally managed to speak clearly: "Eight...eight tanks, people...innumerable people!"

   "Fake!" The boss kicked the man away, and then heard the sound of the helicopter propeller.

  Looking at the sky again, there are six armed helicopters cruising around at some point, dominating the airspace of the entire town.

  With such a huge force, everyone in the small town was shocked.

   This town is extremely chaotic. Everyone has something to do with this gang, some are the lowest-level laborers, and some are the family members of the gang members.

  Every family has a gun, and they have always only listened to the local gang.

  At this moment, seeing so many regular troops breaking in, I don't know how to fight at all.

   "Boom!"

  The roadblocks on the street were ready for a gun battle. At this moment, the tanks knocked them away, and the people hiding behind had no desire to resist.

  I saw the gunmen on the side of the road kneeling on the ground one after another, holding their guns horizontally, and raising their hands high, not daring to move.

  The soldiers came over, collected their guns, and just stood there, doing nothing.

  The black people kneeling on the ground were sweating coldly, completely unaware of what happened, cursing the boss frantically in their hearts: Why are there so many troops here? Damn, is that guy a traitor?

  The younger brothers in the house also looked at the boss. The higher-ups don't care about their small-scale gangs. Unless they swell to a large size and threaten the rule, they usually come to collect a sum of money and fool them.

   "Boss! What the **** did you do!"

   "I still want to talk about you! Who messed with me!"

   As he said that, the boss suddenly looked at Mo Poor, and said in a daze, "By the way, you...what the **** is going on?"

  Mo Poor ignored him at all, pointed his gun at the basement door and said, "Clear the venue!"

  As soon as the voice fell, there was the sound of breaking a window upstairs, and then dozens of people in black combat uniforms broke in from all directions.

   "Shua!" The black man in the room didn't say a word, fell to the ground in an instant, put his head in his hands and didn't move, leaving only a pair of eyes looking up anxiously.

  The whole set of actions is crisp and fast!

  Alexander held a gun and looked at the ground and said, "The whole building is under control, only the basement is left. There are three heat sources in the basement... Is the target inside?"

  Mo Poor nodded and said, "That's right, it's inside, have you confirmed that there is no other exit from the basement?"

   "No, there is only one exit through this iron gate." Alexander said.

   "That's good. The basement itself has become a cage. The shadow has no other choice but to come out through this iron door." Mo Poor said, staring at the crack of the door.

   Immediately, someone brought a strong light and kicked open the iron door, illuminating the basement brightly.

  I saw three women **** in the basement, all of them were black. One of them was very light-skinned, only fourteen or fifteen years old, and it was Asha.

  She has 'woke up', sitting on the ground with a dejected face, her hands are tied, and at this moment, her eyes are illuminated by the strong light, she can only turn sideways with a bitter face.

   "If I see anything wrong with your shadow, I will kill you immediately, don't take chances, throw the amulet on your body now." Mo Poor said in a voice.

  The other two black girls in the basement were terrified at first, thinking that a group of men would break in with guns. But when he saw Mo Poor, a little girl wearing a panda sweater, walking in, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

   But immediately after, Mo Poor fired three shots in an instant, and the three shots shot across the edge of the rope on the three of them, directly breaking the rope.

  The two women were taken aback. They didn't know that Mo Poor was showing his marksmanship to prevent Asha from still desperately resisting.

   Asha shook off the rope, sighed, and threw the amulet out.

   Mo Poor waved his hand and it was a small box, which just caught the amulet in the air and fell to the ground, and it automatically closed and locked.

   "Take me away..." Asha said dejectedly.

  Mo Poor stepped forward, and when he was about to get close, he suddenly jumped up and slammed a hand knife with lightning speed, hitting the back of Asha's neck.

   Asha was knocked down with a bang, her voice was extremely heavy.

   Everyone was startled, and the two women panicked again seeing a little girl being so violent.

  But immediately after, Asha got up and said angrily: "I'm already arrested, why are you still beating me!"

  Mo Poor lifted the panda's hood and said with a smile: "Who knows if it's a real amulet? What if you throw a fake one out to paralyze me? Eh? Why don't you faint?"

  Asha was so angry that she threw another amulet from her body and fell to the ground, saying, "Cut! I'm dizzy!"

   "Also...it's over..."

   p.s: I'm sorry, why did I write more than 400 chapters yesterday... I also wonder why there are more than 200 more chapters on the surface.

  (end of this chapter)

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