Kapitel 6: Chapter 6 Trap

At midnight, deep in the dark alley, a tall figure blurred in the darkness walked slowly.

He was still wearing a black windbreaker, holding a long knife and a barrel of gasoline in his hand.

Clark raised his head and glanced at the factory in front of him.

The factory appears to be abandoned, but in fact it has been transformed into a processing plant for manufacturing 'white powder'.

Clark found out about this place through some inquiries.

Tonight, he is going to destroy this place.

The factory that makes "white powder' is no better than the Blood Rose Bar last night. There are more people guarding it, and many of them are equipped with submachine guns as weapons. For Clark, who is not very physically strong, this is not an easy tasks that can be accomplished.

Tap tap tap...

In the darkness, a burst of footsteps gathered here.

Clark paused in his advance and looked around with a frown.

"Is this factory your target tonight?"

One after another figures came out of the darkness.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Several bright searchlights were turned on, and the light illuminated a large area as if it were daytime.

Clark noticed that there was an extra red dot on his heart.

It was a sniper rifle aimed at him!

"There was an ambush." Clark shook his head, knowing that it was because of his inexperience that he didn't notice that he was being followed.

"I really don't know how to say you are stupid? Or too conceited?"Kloe said with a sneer.

"You ran out without any cover-up. Do you really think this city is a place where you can be tyrannical?"

"But that's okay, Falco's cabinet only gave me a week. If you don't come out, it's really hard for me to find you."

"Falco's cabinet?"

Clark wrote down this name.

Although he had never heard of this name, he could tell that these people in front of him should have been assigned by this Falco cabinet to follow him. Fuck him

"This factory belongs to you?" Clark put down the oil drum in his hand and asked instead of rushing to do it.

Kloe laughed a few times and mocked. "I really don't know where you a killer ran out of. Don't you know how to find who's dog you are messing with? You should have find out who is in charge of this city?"

"Not to mention this small factory, even all the gray industries in the entire city belong to the Falco cabinet!"

"They can only survive with the permission of Falco's cabinet. As long as Falco's cabinet says something and tells them to get out, they will have to get out!"

"No one dares to break the rules set by Falco's cabinet!"

"I can't do it, they can't do it, and you can't do it!"

This guy named Falcone is so awesome?

He has the final say in the entire Los Angeles underworld?

Isn't this the Godfather!"

"So, am I being targeted by this Falco cabinet subordinate? Clark smiled and said

"Don't overestimate yourself."Kolo snorted coldly and said.

"You are just a little reptile. If Falco's cabinet wants to crush you to death, there is no need for him to do it himself."

Clark nodded and did not refute Kloe's words.

Because it was meaningless.

"But I can give you a chance."Kloe said.

"As long as you tell me who asked you to do this, I can make the decision and give you a happier way to die."

"Otherwise..."

The other party looked at Clark coldly.

The people around him were all pointing their guns at him, with cold faces and mocking eyes.

"So should I thank you?" Clark laughed and said.

Kole's face turned cold, he waved his hand, and there was a gunshot immediately.

Bang!

The sniper in the distance shot Clark's right knee directly.

The impact of the bullet made Clark He fell to the ground, even the weapon in his hand fell aside.

"Bring him here." Kloe ordered in a cold voice.

Immediately, two men stepped forward and prepared to take Clark away.

But when the two approached Clark, Clark, who had fallen to the ground and screamed in pain, suddenly burst out and directly hit him with one hand. He grabbed one of them by the neck, and snatched the pistol from his hand with the other hand like lightning.

Bang! Bang!

Two gunshots.

The first gunshot came from the gun in Clark's hand, and the bullet directly It sank into the neck of another person, who fell down holding his bloody neck.

The second gunshot came from a high place in the distance. It was the sniper from before. The bullet hit the person whose neck was held by Clark, a large blood flower exploded.

Bang!

Clark fired a shot from a high place. Knowing that his shooting skills were not very good, he did not expect that the shot would hit the opponent. It was purely a deterrent shot.

Then he turned the muzzle of his gun and fired several shots directly at the people around him.

He didn't throw away the gun until all the bullets in the magazine were exhausted.

With a push of his hand, he pushed the dead body away. As he walked out, accompanied by a burst of gunfire, Clark rolled in an awkward posture, turned over and picked up his weapon.

"Shoot him!" Kloe's angry roar came from over there.

Clark felt like he had been shot a few more times.

The severe pain made his eyes red, and his heart became fierce. He rushed forward against the bullet and stabbed with the long knife in his hand and pierced the chest of a gunman.

Fuck!

It hurts so damn much!

Clark vowed to spend more time in the sun in the future, and strive to be able to resist bullets with his body as soon as possible, so that he no longer has to endure this pain.