Chapter 272 The gangster eats the gangster (subscribe for updates)

Chapter 272 The gangster eats the gangster (subscribe for updates)

When it was just dawn.

The Whisperer Bar has entered its closing phase.

Those drunken men were thrown out mercilessly by a few strong men commanded by Scarface.

In the office, Zhong Shenxiu watched Smith calculating his income.

The table was filled with colorful U.S. dollar banknotes, as well as various gold pounds and auxiliary coins... almost dazzled everyone's eyes.

"Total $572 and 36 cents!"

After more than ten minutes, Smith raised his head and said in an exclamation tone: "Because this batch of wine has no cost, so as long as a small amount of salary and dividends to Notting Hill are deducted, the rest is pure profit!"

"Well enough."

Zhong Shenxiu nodded and took the bag full of money in his hand: "Is there anything else?"

"The wine cellar is running out of wine..."

Smith described a situation.

"The pharmacy site selection and equipment collection are already in progress, but no matter how quickly the raw materials come in, it will take time to ferment them into wine. We have a gap that needs to be filled."

Zhong Shenxiu nodded and looked at Scarface: "Have you heard everything clearly?"

"I've made it clear that what happened last time was done by the Moore gang. There are only six of them, and each of them is a habitual robber and murderer... Recently, they are looking for channels to sell the alcohol in their hands."

A trace of ferocity appeared on Scarface's face.

No matter who is shot, they will never forget this hatred.

"Very good, let's go and rob them. They should have a lot of wine on hand. Although the quality is low, after distilling and refining it, it can probably be used."

Zhong Shenxiu nodded.

…

The Moore Gang was the same gang that robbed the Old Sea Dog Caravan last time.

Previously, Old Sea Dog had asked the Notting Hill family to look for relevant clues, but even if he got back the illegal liquor through Notting Hill, he would have to pay a larger share and turn it over to the gang.

After all, the Notting Hill family is not a good old man and will not do things for him in vain.

This time, Zhong Shenxiu planned to take action on his own, and by the way, he also planned to avenge Levi Mojito.

It's noon.

The sun is high in the sky, shining bright sunshine.

A black carriage slowly drove out of the city and arrived outside a warehouse in the suburbs.

In the carriage, Scarface and two people were sorting out the firearms in their hands.

In addition to Scarface's cold temperament, the other two were bodyguards hired from the bar. Although they passed Scarface's test, they were actually still far behind the real gunmen.

At this time, each of them was holding a revolver, their palms trembling with excitement or fear.

Zhong Shenxiu glanced sideways at Scarface, who immediately raised his hands in a gesture of surrender: "No way, boss... all the real good guys have gone to Notting Hill or Lake or Gambina..."

Looking at the two guys who lowered their heads, Zhong Shenxiu rolled his eyes: "Okay, anyway, I don't plan to let you take the lead this time. I just want to help replenish guns and clean up the battlefield after the war."

While speaking, he also checked the firearm in his hand.

A revolver with a unique shape, the gun body has a bright silver color, and the butt has a graceful arc. It is obviously produced by a boutique firearms workshop with superb craftsmanship.

In addition, there is a typewriter. Although it has strong firepower, once it is loaded with bullets, it can be empty in a few seconds, and then it becomes a fire stick.

"Are you sure the warehouse in front is the base of the Moore gang?"

Zhong Shenxiu loaded the bullet and issued his final inquiry.

After receiving Scarface's affirmative answer, a smile appeared on his face: "Everyone thought that the sneak attack must have happened at night... But they didn't know that in the afternoon during the day, people who had eaten lunch would also be very lazy, and The false security that light brings...can also serve as our cover.”

"As for the infiltration and the aftermath? As long as you silence all the people you saw, it will be a perfect unwitnessed crime..."

He touched his brow.

Because of the potential influence brought by [Herder], this body has a high level of inspiration.

At this moment, he felt a slight sting between his eyebrows. He seemed to see a sea of ​​blood in front of his eyes, and his body trembled slightly.

'A bit dangerous, but within acceptable limits. ’

'Interesting... Is there anyone in the Moore gang who can make me feel dangerous? ’

Zhong Shenxiu licked his tongue and made a gesture: "Action!"

…

outside the warehouse.

A figure wearing a black windbreaker, a cowboy hat, and carrying a typewriter casually walked up to the door.

Zhong Shenxiu pointed his gun at the door and suddenly pulled the trigger.

Da da! Da da!

The tongues of fire were rampant, and countless bullets were released in an instant.

A large number of holes were punched in the door.

After finishing the magazine, Zhong Shenxiu kicked open the door and saw a messy warehouse.

The original tables, chairs and benches were in a mess, with cards and wine glasses scattered everywhere.

In the pool of blood, three corpses were beaten like a hornet's nest.

These guys were originally sitting in a circle playing cards, but Zhong Shenxiu came and captured them all.

In addition, there was a trembling guy huddled in a ball. It seemed that due to good luck, he was not hit by the bullet.

At this time, he was raising his hands in the air and yelling: "Don't shoot!"

"Moore Gangster?!"

Zhong Shenxiu frowned. This resistance seemed to be weaker than expected, completely inconsistent with the slight sense of danger before.

He still believes more in his inspiration than in facts.

"Okay, now tell me where are the other two of you?"

He threw away the typewriter in his hand and asked casually.

"They are right here..."

The survivor replied tremblingly. As soon as he rolled his eyes, he secretly touched his waist with his palms, trying to pull out the revolver from his waist and shoot.

next moment.

Zhong Shenxiu drew his gun faster than him and fired, and a cloud of smoke came out of the delicate revolver.

The gangster opposite had fallen down.

"Are you looking for death if you draw a gun with me?"

Zhong Shenxiu sighed. With his experience and subtle manipulation of his body, both his gun-drawing skills and other gun skills have reached the peak level of ordinary humans. If this gangster wants to play cowboy game with him, he is completely asking for his own death.

With this in mind, Zhong Shenxiu slowly walked into the warehouse.

The black leather shoes on her feet stepped on the bloody playing cards.

In the pool of blood and wine, Zhong Shenxiu suddenly felt a sense of danger.

He instinctively ducked to the side, dodged a shot, and raised his hand to get a shot.

The sniper was hiding behind an iron cabinet, in a blind spot, but it was no use!

The bullet fired from Zhong Shenxiu's revolver hit the wall behind him, bounced back, and accurately hit the sneak attacker's back.

He screamed and dropped the gun in his hand to the ground.

'Using the principle of bullet sputtering, calculating the ballistics, and hitting the enemy from an incredible angle, this can be called Zhong's gun fighting technique...'

Zhong Shenxiu walked over and saw a fierce-looking white young man lying in a pool of blood, still trying to reach the gun.

He walked over and kicked away the shotgun that the other man was trying to touch.

"You gang has a total of six people. There are five here. Where is the missing one?"

As Zhong Shenxiu asked, he stepped on the man's palm with his leather shoe and kept exerting force.

"Spare me, forgive me!"

The white young man's face was distorted, a lot of tears flowed out, and he showed an expression of extreme fear.

"Tell me!" Zhong Shenxiu repeated again.

Behind him, the Scarface trio also ran over, looking at the corpses on the ground with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

To be able to kill so many fierce gangsters by himself, Levi's skills are absolutely incredible.

"I'm telling you!" The gangster said with a collapsed expression: "Our boss... was drinking in the liquor store at the back... he was probably drunk."

Zhong Shenxiu sighed.

He had long known that as desperadoes, how could guys with today and no tomorrow resist the temptation of alcohol?

Now that I have the opportunity, of course I will enjoy it like crazy.

"forgive me!"

Looking at the white young man crying bitterly, Zhong Shenxiu suddenly had a memory. That night outside the birch forest, it seemed that it was these eyes that drove bullets into Levi Mojito's body with a sinister smile.

boom!

With a gunshot, the opponent's head exploded.

"I am only responsible for sending you to see God. As for whether I forgive you or not, that is His business!"