Chapter 947

West City building, New York City.

This is a building nearly a hundred years old. The floor is only five or six floors, and the area is only a few hundred square meters. Because of the vicissitudes of time, many places are mottled.

Now, in the dark, the building is even more gloomy and terrifying, just like a monster lying there quietly, waiting for Xu Zifeng and them to die.

Such a building, in New York City, can be said to be insignificant, even in the background of other buildings around, it seems a bit shabby. However, such a building, which is humble and even shameful for New York, is the Holy Land in the eyes of all New York mafias.

Today, hundreds of Hongmen gang members gather outside the holy land of Mafia's heart. They are in high spirits and blood boiling under the guidance of God of gamblers. They even regret that they can't incarnate themselves into an Invincible Iron beast, so they can bite, collide and vent.

Xu Zifeng watched as the brothers of Hongmen rushed through Xicheng square and were about to approach Xicheng building. All of a sudden, his brow could not help wrinkling, and he felt a kind of inappropriate and even dangerous breath again.

What the hell, mafia people are really mean. Xu Zifeng felt it, but he couldn't inform them in time. I can only hope that they will be happy on their own, but their blood will not be in vain. They will certainly ask the Mafia people to pay back with their own blood ten times and a hundred times.

Boom boom!

Boom boom!

Just in the blink of an eye, Xu Zifeng saw that the whole Xicheng square turned into a sea of fire. The flames continue to burn, the explosives continue to explode, Xu Zifeng's eyes shrouded in a layer of deep sorrow.

Yes, it's a layer of deep sorrow.

Seeing so many Hongmen brothers buried in the sea of fire in front of his eyes, Xu Zifeng's heart seems to have been stabbed dozens of times with a very sharp knife. The pain from the heart can't be described by any words.

"Brother gambler!" Xu Zifeng teeth show eyes crack of roar a, jump body rushed up. Along the way to save the Hongmen Gang, Xu Zifeng will help and throw it to a temporary safe area.

"Brother gambler!" Xu Zifeng rushed forward and called again. You can see the anxiety in your heart. Although the two people's feelings are quite solid now, it doesn't mean that the God of gambling can sacrifice his life for Xu Zifeng.

Moreover, Xu Zifeng will not allow the God of gambling to do so. A friend is a friend. A friend just comes to help, not to shed blood and sweat or even give his life for you.

"Brother Xu, stop shouting! Your brother is not so bad. This dynamite can't hurt me! " A hoarse weak voice came. Xu Zifeng looked along the voice. He saw a bloody man smiling at himself, lying on the ground in front of him, weakly greeting himself.

Xu Zifeng quickly stepped forward and grabbed the hand of the God of gambling, "brother of the God of gambling, where is the wound? Let me check it for you. " Said, without waiting for the God of gambling reply, Xu Zifeng to check its body in the end where the injury.

This look, Xu Zifeng can't help but take a cold breath. I didn't expect that the God of gamblers was blown up and broke his leg. The others are OK, but how to connect this broken leg to him.

Although Xu Zifeng knows some medical skills, it's OK to deal with trauma; This kind of hard injury, Xu Zifeng is really at a loss.

But even so, some of the necessary care can not be lacking. Xu Zifeng waved his fingers quickly, stopped the bleeding for the God of gambling, and found some boards to clamp his broken leg, so as not to bring more serious changes.

After that, Xu Zifeng began to count the number of people on his side. After counting, Xu Zifeng can't help but get stuck, and the sadness in his heart is more intense.

When they came out, there were nearly 300 people, but now there are less than 100 people, including the wounded who have a little fighting capacity. This time, it can be said that the loss is heavy. Since his debut, Xu Zifeng seems to have never encountered such a major failure.

Well, it's the battle of Waterloo in New York. Xu Zifeng was a little depressed and looked at the remaining hundred people. Although he was still reluctant to admit it in his heart, now he was really defeated. It's not too much to describe him as defeated.

As soon as Xu Zifeng wanted to give the order to retreat, he heard a voice saying, "brother-in-law, tell me to go up. If you say what to do, I will finish it for you. "

It is to see the square of the replica of the big bang, Ba God Xiao Willi came to Xu Zifeng's side, timely to Xu Zifeng put forward the request to fight.

"Mr. Xu, Mr. Zhang Xiaoqiang led his brothers to report!" Xu Zifeng did not reply to Xiao Weili, the God of Ba, when he heard Zhang Xiaoqiang's ruffian voice ringing in his ears.

"Come on! Zhang Xiaoqiang, divide some of the brothers you bring to take care of the injured brothers, and then some of them will follow me and go to get justice for the injured and bleeding brothers! "

At this time, Xu Zifeng felt that Zhang Xiaoqiang's arrival was really a good time, and he just used his part as a new force. As for Xiao Weili, the God of Ba, Xu Zifeng didn't dare to ask him to fight with him. In that case, if something goes wrong, he can't explain it to misqin.

Thinking of this, Xu Zifeng glared at Ba Shen, "who told you to come here? Have you finished the task I gave you? If you ask that young woman in black to run away, I'll take care of you! Why don't you go back and stick to your post? "

Copy Ba God Shaw Willie a listen to this words, where still dare to neglect, a low head gray to go back to guard that prisoner.

Xu Zifeng didn't stay here either. He was very strange. He was blown up like that. How could the Mafia not take advantage of the victory to beat the dogs?

How can he know that there are many factors restricting it. First of all, bond Pierce, who once appeared to take Hongmen and Xu Zifeng back to his own use, has mobilized a lot of CIA forces through his own relationship and has entered the interior of the west city building. So originally wanted to prepare for the second wave of Xu Zifeng attack, now simply ignore the side of Xu Zifeng.

In addition, director laubert, who is the director of the New York City Police Department, is not going to sit by and let Xu Zifeng toss. After he woke up, he immediately ordered all the forces in the police station to set out to inquire about Xu Zifeng's movements.

Soon after receiving the report, director Robert immediately organized and ordered all the police forces of New York City to rush to the west side of New York City, sealed it up layer upon layer, strictly enforced a curfew, and stopped all access, which made the west side of New York City a lonely island for the time being.

This is a good way to prevent other Mafia forces from coming to help the Mafia here. That's why the Hongmen brothers led by Xu Zifeng captured the place in such a short time.

Now there is only the landmark of the Mafia in New York City. Xu Zifeng believes that with his final impact, he can win here. But so far, the mysterious masked woman has not appeared, which really makes Xu Zifeng a little confused, unable to understand.

However, just like Xu Zifeng's idea, suddenly, the landmark building in the west side of New York City was shaking violently.

Then came a sound like the cry of a night owl. The sound was sharp and harsh. After listening to it, it made people feel bitter and stuffy. It made people feel unbearable.

This burst of laughter was more painful than crying. After a long laugh, there were more than ten shrill screams. Then a shower of blood fell from the sky, along with pieces of torn limbs and arms, pieces of flesh and blood.

"Everybody, get out of here, get out of here! Hurry up As soon as Xu Zifeng heard the laughter, he knew that something was wrong. Now he saw the bloody rain coming down from the sky. How dare he ask these Hongmen brothers to stay here and die in vain? So he ordered to evacuate here quickly.

Seeing that everyone was almost gone, Xu Zifeng didn't retreat but entered. A man seemed to be waiting for a chance for a lion to see his prey. With a strange smile, he rushed up eagerly.

Just rushed to the gate of Xicheng building, Xu Zifeng saw a person like a blood gourd rushing over. Xu Zifeng stopped him, only to see his whole body constantly shaking, the whole person's face because of fear and ferocious twisted.

"Mr. bond pierce? Why it is you? What's going on inside? " When Xu Zifeng saw this man, he didn't recognize him at first, but when the heartbroken guy passed by him, Xu Zifeng still called his name bond Pierce.

Since this person was taken good care of by Xiao Weili, the God of Ba, it seems that the world has evaporated. It has not been in Xu Zifeng's sight for a long time.

Today, we can meet here. Xu Zifeng didn't understand what was going on at the beginning, but it was just a trance moment, and he immediately understood.

It turns out that the CIA is trying to take advantage of the opportunity when they are leading people to fight outside the Mafia, and these guys will take advantage of the opportunity to go straight to Huanglong to get the biggest advantage.

Unfortunately, looking at the current situation, it seems that they have encountered something far beyond their understanding ability. Needless to say, the bloody showers that fell from the sky must have belonged to the CIA agents.

Shit, you deserve it! Who told your sister to use Laozi in disguise.

Bond pierce vowed that he would never choose this mission if he knew the outcome was like this. Originally, I thought that I could use Xu Zifeng's actions to contain most of the energy of the Mafia in New York City, and then I took people to the Mafia headquarters in the west side of New York City to get a big bargain.

It never occurred to me that everything went well after they went in, and there was no resistance there. But when they entered the most central room in the whole west city building.

What they saw made them regret coming here.

Because in that room, except for a woman sitting in the center, the mysterious masked woman, other people are lying on the ground, and everyone's face is filled with an expression of desire for immortality and death.

What they connected with the mysterious masked woman was the thin and pencil thick tubes. This kind of catheter is not a plastic product, but a mosquito straw that has been magnified countless times.

Yes, if you insist on an image, only the mosquito's needle pipette can be the most similar to that used by this woman. Or, to put it another way, these are mosquito needles that have been magnified countless times.

Then the blood flowing in these straws must be those men's blood!