North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI Chapter 153

  Chapter 153 Violent attack!

   "Harry, have you ever killed anyone?"

   "Killed...does it count as a few hundred million at a time?"

  Harry is still smiling.

next moment.

   bang bang bang~

  A series of bullets hit the back seat of the off-road vehicle, flax flax was stunned by the fright of the hippie-smiling Harry.

   He foolishly looked into the rearview mirror, and found that at some point, eight ragged children appeared behind him, holding crude semi-automatic rifles and fiercely firing at them.

  FK, play for real!

   If it wasn't for Dean's off-roading it would be bulletproof.

  He suspected that he had been shot to death.

   Don't wait for him to react.

  Screams came from all around.

   It turned out to be because of the recoil.

  The guns of this group of children shook wildly, and the bullets splashed, knocking down a mother and daughter who heard the gunfire and wanted to flee back to their residence with their children to the ground!

   "FK!"

  Looking at the motionless woman lying on the ground and the children who were protected by the woman, their faces were covered in blood, and they looked around in confusion, Harry became angry.

  He picked up the pistol on his waist and was about to get out of the car.

  Dean stopped him: "This group of children should be just the first wave of cannon fodder!"

   "But they blocked our way!"

   "Then crash them!"

  Dean grabbed the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator, and slammed backwards!

   In his eyes.

   No matter men, women, old or young, as long as you pick up a gun, you are the enemy!

   Enemies must die!

  The off-road motor roars and crashes.

  The short distance of tens of meters is fleeting.

  You can never expect a group of children who can only shoot and don't know where the bullets will fly, to react to a roaring and crashing off-road vehicle.

  A few muffled bangs.

  Under the multi-ton off-road vehicle, there is a slippery feeling of being crushed from flesh and blood.

  The eight children, except for the four on both sides who reacted faster and hid aside, the remaining four have disappeared under the car.

   "Dean."

  Harry felt the strange feeling of the car wheel slipping and rolling, and was shocked by his decisiveness, but saw Dean slam the steering wheel, hitting the other two children, and at the same time, the window of the passenger seat was automatically pulled down.

   Almost at the same time.

  Dean raised his right hand, aimed at the crack of the window and pulled the trigger.

   Bang, bang!

   Two immature watermelons exploded violently, splashing watermelon juice all over the ground.

   Their immature little watermelons can't withstand the impact of 45 caliber bullets at all!

   "You drive away!"

   "Dean!"

  Harry yelled, only to see that Dean had already opened the car door.

   Kill two pocket 'thugs' in a row.

  Dean got out of the car with a blank expression, rolled over and hid in a bunker, and then pointed his guns at the other six gun-wielding 'thugs' on the ground who didn't know if they were dead or not, and fired again and again!

   For him.

   Regardless of men, women and children!

   If you dare to attack yourself, you must die!

the only difference.

  Dean mercifully placed the supplementary gun on the chests and arteries of the six people this time, and did not insist on headshots, so as not to be accused by Nc of being cold-blooded and cruel afterwards!

   Finished clearing mobs.

  Dean disappeared into the alley in a blink of an eye. He looked like an ape, and kept climbing around the surrounding buildings. He reached the highest point immediately and scanned the surroundings.

  To the east, a group of mobs are hurrying towards the location of the clinic.

   This group of people looked like gangsters around them.

  West is the direction from which the boy scouts came.

  There is a crossroad over there. There were a group of old people and children when we came here, but they have all disappeared now, and the surrounding windows are also tightly closed.

   In the north and south directions, there are low and dilapidated buildings, and the tallest does not exceed the six-story apartment building where Dean is located.

   "Did I think too much?"

   Dean just had the idea.

  In the clinic, the black girl who had left to call people came out of the clinic with more small puddings, armed with various simple weapons, surrounded the cross-country where Harry was, and set fire to it.

  White marks fell on the bulletproof off-road alloy and glass like raindrops.

   Every now and then a ricochet hits the unlucky ones in the group.

  But this group of boys and girls, the oldest of whom were no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, didn't care, all eyes were frantically pulling the trigger, with the momentum of never stopping the fire until the magazine was emptied!

  Poor Harry, feeling the intense vibration of the car body, was almost scared to pee.

Oh, God!

  How did this place become like this?

  Harry almost thought this was a Brazilian slum, not where he grew up!

at this time.

   "FK!"

   "This is the territory of the Cripple Gang!"

   Angry shouts came from the corner of the street!

   It turned out to be a gang member in this area. Hearing the movement, he rushed over.

   But when they saw everything in front of them, they were all stunned.

   Hear gunshots.

  They originally thought that someone was coming to grab the territory.

   Never thought of it anyway.

   It was a group of young black teenagers who shot.

  Harry looked through the car window, looked happy, and shouted towards the shooting holes in the car: "Big dick, I'm Harry, help"

  Tat-tat-tat~

   Fierce gunfire drowned out Harry's cry for help.

   This group of pocket thugs turned their guns without the slightest hesitation, aimed at the dozen gang members who had just arrived, and pulled the trigger.

   This group of people are still in a daze.

   Wait until the time to react.

  The extremely strong bodies of the gangsters fell to the ground powerlessly.

  When consciousness is dying.

  They are still confused, why there are such a group of vicious children here

  In the car.

  Harry's eyes widened, and he covered his mouth tightly, a little hard to accept the result of the savior belching as soon as he arrived.

   These teenagers are too cruel!

  He thought it was a bit too cold-blooded for Dean to drive over them with his car and shoot them again and again, but now

  Harry gritted his teeth, stuck the pistol out of the shooting hole, and finally aimed at the group of children cruelly, and pulled the trigger!

   This group of radish diced surrounded the off-road without any precautions.

  Just one round of shooting, there were four men and two women, and six thugs fell.

  Plus members of the mob knocked down by their own ricochets.

  Nearly half of the staff led by the girl has fallen.

  How do you know.

  Not only was the girl not afraid, but she was pleasantly surprised, and shouted to the rest of the people: "Hole, there is a hole in the car, go get the gasoline can, kill this heretic!"

  Harry, who had just changed the bullets of the revolver, was in a hurry.

  He stretched out his pistol again, trying to kill the girl who gave orders, but found that the group of people had become smarter, and stood in the direction of the front of the car, looking at him with a sneer.

  In this direction, there are no shooting holes!

  Facing life and death.

  Where do you care about morality!

   Harry's eyes flashed fiercely, imitating Dean's appearance, stepping on the gas pedal, trying to knock them back, and retreating first, but sadly found that for basic comfort, the tires of the off-road vehicle had already collapsed!

  Boom~

  The engine roars.

The off-road vehicle, which lost its stability, swayed left and right. While rushing forward, it missed the girl, but ran over a black girl who reacted quickly and dodged aside, and hit the wall of the clinic. After half of the front of the car sunk in, it got stuck in place.

   This time.

   The front cannot go forward, and the back cannot go behind.

  Harry is a Muggle!

   Might as well reverse the car and run away!

  Harry is well aware of this kind of ghostly place, even if he calls for backup, no one will rush over immediately.

   He gritted his teeth, opened the front car window, and climbed into the interior of the clinic. While preparing to rely on the terrain to resist, he expected that Dean, who left first, would bring someone back to save him.

  As soon as it landed, it was full of mud.

  Harry looked down, only to see that the floor of the small room, which should have been a simple operating room, was covered with semi-coagulated scarlet blood, which sucked his shoes like glue.

  As soon as the foot moves, there will be a large amount of drawing blood sticking together, and the foot feels strange, which makes people feel goosebumps.

   bang~

  The sound of breaking the door broke Harry's shock.

He glanced around and didn't care about leaving footprints. After rushing out of the operating room, he deliberately left a series of **** footprints in front of him, extending to a window, and then took off his shoes and hid them at a speed faster than going to bed. Returning barefoot, he found a random room and hid in it.

   This room is not big, it seems to be a storage room, with some **** bandages and dirty clothes piled up.

  Harry noticed that there was an inconspicuous cubicle in the room.

   His eyes lit up and he walked over.

   just approached.

  A **** smell stronger than the outside came.

  Harry didn't care about this, and opened the closed door.

next moment.

  Like a collapsed barn.

   Seven or eight **** corpses of men and women collapsed from inside, crushing Harry, who was unable to react, to the ground.

   Harry is freaking out!

  Although he was born here, he has never experienced such a scene!

  He struggled in a panic, but found that the corpses were far less heavy than he had imagined. With a light push, he pushed them aside.

at this time.

  Footsteps came hurriedly from outside the door.

  Harry quickly stopped getting up, held his breath, and pointed the bloodshot revolver at the door of the utility room.

   Once discovered by those inhuman brats.

  He would rather perish together than be burned alive!

Fortunately.

  His strategy of suspicious soldiers full of mistakes and omissions really took effect.

  Footsteps hurried past, and finally stopped at the window leading to the back of the clinic.

   "Jenny, that **** ran out the window, shall we go after him and kill him?"

small room.

  Even though Harry was terrified, he was still stunned when he heard the name 'nigger' from outside.

  A black teenager calls another black man a nigger.

  Magic!

  Harry's brain circuit is different from ordinary people.

  He almost couldn't hold back and rushed out to reason with them.

  But the sound of the boys and girls venting their guns still calmed him down.

   These kids are inhumane!

  Tat-tat-tat~

  After a burst of vent-like shooting.

  The sound of footsteps moved away again.

  Depending on the situation, the group of lunatic child soldiers gave up and continued to pursue.

  Harry let out a long sigh of relief.

   Less than ten minutes.

  He felt that he had experienced a thrill that he would never experience again in his life!

   Continue to wait for a while.

  Harry finally made sure that they had left, carefully got up from the ground, and looked at the dead body that was holding him down before.

   This look made him feel unbearable.

  I saw corpses, all of which were 'fresh corpses' whose hearts and lungs had been ripped out, liver and kidney removed, and even black holes were left in both eyes.

  In it, most of them are black men and women, and a small number of them are yellow-skinned Asian men.

  As for the corpses of white people, none of them were seen.

  Harry knew that these people were probably either black workers, or residents who were injured and 'died' on the operating table of the black clinic. They all had their useful organs removed and sold to the black market.

   This situation happens from time to time.

  But Harry didn't expect that this black clinic with a good reputation is the same!

  In a short period of time, I have experienced too many shocks.

  Harry didn't care about the nausea, he swayed and relaxed, his body was a little hypoxic, he randomly found a cleaner place to sit down, took out his mobile phone, and planned to ask Captain Meng for help first, and then contact Dean.

  Anyway, before the colleagues from the police department came.

  Harry is not ready to go out.

  He has seen a lot of movies.

  Some gangster movies often come to the end, the protagonist and heroine run out foolishly, and then they are shot black, and then give the heroine a chance to block the bullet.

besides.

  He doesn't trust the people in the branch here either!

   Harry is not stupid.

   This group of abnormal pocket-sized thugs are obviously not the aborigines here, otherwise my friend Big Dick would not bring his brother and grab a small pistol, and just rush over and give it for nothing.

   Then think of him and Dean being attacked as soon as they came here.

  Harry knew that it must be because of the 'Mike Smith' case that caused all this!

   Dean is right.

  This case is far more troublesome than they imagined!

at this time.

  jingle bell~

  The phone rings.

  Harry was almost scared to death by the sudden sound.

   Thanks to the fact that no one called me just now, otherwise I would have died too wrongly!

  After seeing the caller clearly, he answered the phone with some discomfort: "Dean, you bastard, you are actually calling me now, do you know that this will kill me!"

   "They've left.

  And as a veteran of flowers, it should be a basic professional quality to mute the phone.

   Dude, you are so unprofessional. "

   Harry: "."

  He has just experienced life and death, and he is not in the mood to talk poorly: "Dean, I am not in the mood to be funny now, where are you now?"

"I just guarded you in the dark, and now I am following that group of people, ready to see who is behind the scenes. By the way, I have already talked to Captain Meng En, and you are staying in the hiding room. En's call, don't come out!"

   Finished speaking.

   Dean, who was walking through the alley, hung up the phone.

   After discovering something is wrong.

  He used Harry as bait.

  This group of children, who have been brainwashed by professional means at first glance, are mentally abnormal, and there is no fear of death or awe of injury and bleeding on their faces.

   This means.

   Let Dean immediately think of Mike Smith's "source of pain"!

  The clinic would have been one of their leads.

   But even they were attacked, without even thinking about it, the people in the clinic would have rushed to the street in all likelihood.

The key is.

   Dean and Harry just arrived.

  The enemy has already prepared traps in advance, waiting for them to jump in.

   This is very abnormal!

  Dean is very curious, how the people behind the scenes know their actions!

  Track this time.

  He not only wants to find out who is behind the scenes, but also cleans up some mice that may be hiding around him! !

   Totally crazy today!

  (end of this chapter)

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