Chương 7: Chapter 7 Reason for Loyalty
"Is this guy a monster?!"
"How could someone take so many shots and not die!"
"Monster! Don't come here!!! ah...!!!"...
Clark, who had been shot dozens of times, was covered in blood and waving the long knife in his hand, harvesting the lives of these gunmen one by one.
He looked like a demon crawling out of hell.
No wonder these people were so frightened that their faces were pale, and even their shooting hands were trembling. Their marksmanship suddenly lost their standard, which actually gave Clark a chance to fight back.
"Go to hell!"
The sword flashed.
A human head rolled down.
Clark wiped the blood sprayed on his face and continued to run to the next target.
Kill! Kill! Kill!
Clark was already red-eyed.
He didn't care about those sporadic hits. The bullets on his body were just aimed at one target, and then he pounced on them like evil ghosts, killing them with one blow.
Gradually, even these gunmen who had the advantage in numbers and weapons couldn't hold on and began to run away..The first one escaped, and soon the second and third ones...
In the blink of an eye, none of the gunmen who had surrounded Clark just now were gone.
Clark didn't chase the gunmen, he focused on the leader.
Bang!
As soon as a car started, a loud noise was heard, and the car window was smashed by someone from the outside. Then one hand grabbed Kloe in the driver's seat, grabbed his hair, and pulled him out of the car window.
Boom!
Kloe's body hit the ground hard.
But the pain in his body could not conceal the fear in his heart.
"Are you afraid?"
Clark knelt down and looked at him
"You, don't come here!"
Kloe struggled to crawl to the side, trying to pick up the pistol that fell out when he was pulled out.
Puff.~!
"ah...!!!"
The blade pierced directly through Kloe's calf, and part of the blade penetrated into the ground, making him unable to move.
"I'm talking to you, why don't you look at me?" Clark looked down at him.
"Do you know it's rude to do this? Didn't your parents teach you that? When someone is talking to you, you have to look at them."
Kloe's face turned pale. Even though he was in pain, he was also scared.
"You, what do you want?"
"The question you asked is not good enough." Clark shook his head and said.
"I should ask you this, have you forgotten?" It was you who found me, but me who found you"
"What do you mean?"Kloe asked with a trembling voice.
"I mean, I want to visit Mr. Falco's cabinet. I wonder if this gentleman would be willing to show me the way?"Clark looked at Kloe with a smile on his face.
Hearing this, Khloe was so frightened that his pupils shrank to the size of needle eyes.
"You, you want to take revenge on Falco's cabinet?!"
"No, no, it's a visit!"Clark emphasized.
But how could Kloe believe his lies?
"impossible! I will not betray Falco's cabinet!"Kolo shook his head and said
"Are you so loyal?" Clark smiled and leaned closer and said.
"Or are you just afraid to say it because you are afraid?""
Kloe's face changed.
He is indeed not that loyal. In fact, who comes out these days not for his own benefit?
Loyal?
How much is that thing worth?
But he dare not say!
Kloe knows the terror of the Falco Cabinet. Once he betrays the Falco Cabinet, it will not only be as simple as his own death, but even his family and brothers will not be spared!
"Just kill me!" Kloe looked like he is dead already.
He couldn't see the fear he had before.
It was as if he suddenly became another person!
Clark stood up at this time, reached out and pulled out the knife.
Hum~!
Severe pain assaulted Kloe, but he was enduring it
"OK, I'll make it happen for you." Clark sneered and stabbed Kloe's heart with a knife.
"Do you think I won't be able to find out where this Falcone lives if you don't tell him?"
Clark smiled and shook his head, turned around and walked towards the factory behind him.
Everyone in the factory had already run away.
Clark went in carrying a gasoline can.
A few minutes later, he returned outside the factory, threw away the empty gasoline can, and took He took out a lighter and lit it, then casually threw it on the traces of gasoline on the ground.
Boom!
The fire spread.
The firelight reflected Clark's back as he turned and left.
Boom~!!!
A violent explosion sounded, and the fireball enveloped the entire factory, also lit up a large area of the night sky.
By the time the police and fire fighter arrived,
Clark had already returned home....
The next day, Morning.
On the morning news, the explosion last night was reported again.
But the strange thing is that this time the news did not mention the words"white powder" or "White powder manufacturing factory". On the contrary, it just used gang vendetta to make a conclusion.
"It seems that this member of Falco's cabinet is indeed very knowledgeable." Clark thought to himself while eating breakfast and watching the news on TV.
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