I'm a pirate

The moment the boxes close is the signal to act!

Mike Cline and the others left most of the subordinates they had brought with them outside the box, with only a small number of core bodyguards brought into the box.

Not all mafia bosses have great power, some rely on power, money, but most mafia bosses themselves still have strength.

Noah smiling with a few subordinates pushing a food cart along the corridor, the food cart is filled with wine, food, these are not for the bosses in the box, but for the people in the corridor.

In order to have the intention to calculate inadvertently, the same belongs to a mafia family, was brought by several bosses of the subordinates for Noah and others simply do not have any vigilance, who can be brainy enough to calculate that a leader wants to step up to the sky?

So, under the warm persuasion and hospitality of Noah and the others, everyone had something to eat and drink, including Carlos's subordinates, the food could be specially made, what to eat and what not to eat, only Carlos's people knew.

In the box, the lavish table had been filled with a sumptuous dinner, sitting in their places according to their status, with white napkins, knives and forks in hand, eating and chatting, exchanging pleasantries and jokes.

Carlos kept company for a while, and then left the table to fetch the rare treasures to be appreciated by the crowd.

Soon a beautifully and luxuriously wrapped box was held out by Carlos with both hands and carefully placed on the table, and the bosses all stopped hugging, drinking and putting down their knives and forks, curiosity in their eyes.

They were curious as to what kind of rare treasures they needed to be allowed to appreciate together? If it is truly a rare treasure, how exactly should the benefits be distributed?

By the way, Carlos is such a nice young man, finding a rare treasure instead of hiding it and sharing it, the road is really getting wider and wider!

All attention was drawn to Carlos as he smiled down and took the key out of his pocket to open the lock.

The box opened, there is no treasure light, Carlos's hand reached in, raised his head, the smile has disappeared only cold and solemn, the eyes of the scarlet three hooks of jade emerged, two powerful illusions rushed to his already investigated, the scene of the strength of the two most powerful bodyguards.

The right hand up, Carlos pulled out a full, loaded pistol from the box, finger snap, bang bang bang bang a bullet flew out, the first to hit the two most powerful bodyguards, blood splattered.

Putting his left hand into his back, he once again pulled out a pistol, tongues of fire roared, and a bullet once again poured out, taking out a bodyguard who was caught off guard.

Encountering this sudden situation, the bosses were suddenly confused, and when they reacted, all the bodyguards around them had already been killed by Carlos, and the smell of smoke and blood filled the luxurious compartment.

"Bastard, kill him!"

"What a death wish, someone!"

"Traitor!"

"Villain!"

The four of them each hid behind cover and cursed as they pulled out their personal carry pistols and fired wildly at Carlos, and the box was riddled with bullets.

"Hahaha,"

The proud and rampant laughter sounded, Carlos activated the Golden Bell Jar, the surface of his skin flowed with a hidden golden flow of light, the speed was at full blast, the three hooked jade writing eye rotated slowly, the bullets shot at him seemed to be slowed down, the trajectory was clearly visible!

The number of bullets of four pistols, the attack power can not give Carlos any pressure at all, in a flash came to the head of an additional big head, five fingers like a hook, ruthless and cruel stabbed into the skull of that big head, the power surge, the brain directly impacted as if it was pulp, instant death!

With a flick of his hand, the white liquid slid down, and the figure moved to another big boss, who was ready, and threw a powerful punch at Carlos' face.

Carlos dodged the punch with the side of his head, and at the same time, his left hand went from bottom to top, and his eagle claws buckled on his opponent's elbow joint with a surge of power, cracking and shattering the bone.

The pain made the opponent's next attack stall, taking advantage of this opportunity, the claw that only wanted to die had been squeezed above the throat, click, another creepy bone crack sounded, instant death!

It's a long story, but it happened in a breath.

After taking out the big boss, Carlos quickly bowed, turned sideways, and dodged two bullets while squeezing the dead big boss's throat to move and block the three bullets flying from the other side, all smooth and natural, as if it were running water!

Taking advantage of the gap in the attack, Carlos shakes the corpse from his hand and it smashes towards McLean, turning his head slightly, the scarlet triple hooked jade writing eyes on his top dog, Carlton's eyes!

Carlton felt his vision blur, and a strange set of bleeding, gloomy, evil eyes appeared in his head, looking at him as if he were looking at death!

In reality, Carlton's face was filled with fear, and the pistol in his hand slid weakly to the ground.

On the other side, the smashing corpse caused Macklin to subconsciously dodge, and when he looked up again, Carlos was already in front of him, right in front of Carlos's writhe, and then tragedy!

The moment of detachment from the illusion was the moment his neck was snapped, and Macklin's body fell heavily to the ground, his eyes wide open and dying

In the end, there's only one top dog left, Carlton.

Carlos came to Carlton about to strike and break Carlton's neck, I don't know what's going on, but Carlos is getting more and more interested in killing people by breaking their necks, maybe it's the sound of bones cracking better.

Just as Carlos' eagle claws were about to touch Carlton's neck, Carlton's fearful expression instantly turned into excitement, complacency, his left hand holding a sharp dagger stabbed at Carlos' heart, the muzzle of the pistol in his right hand aimed at Carlos' head was about to pull the trigger and launch a Jedi counterattack!

But the next moment Carlton's expression was completely frozen, and the dagger in his left hand seemed as if it were stabbing at fine steel, impossible to penetrate; while the pistol in his right hand did not even have a chance to pull the trigger, the whole pistol was directly crushed to pieces by Carlos!

"Under these eyes, all petty gestures are in vain!"

"Just playing along, so you can experience hope to despair."

"Farewell, Boss Carlton!"

Carlos smiled wickedly, his left hand already pinning Carlton's neck, and the crack of clear, horrible bone cracking sounded, and the last of the big leaders died.

Carlton died most unhappily, his eyes so wide that they looked as if they were about to burst out.

Isn't it self-defeating to still try to cunt him? He cast the illusion. He doesn't know if he got rid of it.

Not to mention there were other small actions that seemed to be hidden, but actually broke huge under the writers' eyes.

"Someone!"

Carlos walked over to where Macklin had been sitting and snapped coldly.

The boxes were immediately pushed open and Noah walked in with ten of his boys, looking at the mangled boxes, the dead bodies on the side floor, Carlos sitting in his chair shaking his red wine glass, both excited and shocked but also alarmed!

This boss of theirs is something!

Noah did, let alone the others, looking at Carlos with awe as well as adoration!

Chapter 13: The Top (Bottom)

"Boss!"

Noah even trotted over and handed over a white silk scarf.

Carlos nodded and took the white silk scarf and wiped his hands in slow motion.

"Boss, do we want that hotel manager we bribed."

Noah lowered his voice and than wiped his neck.

"No, it's cruel to cross a river and have to tear down a bridge."

"It's not my style of doing things either, just keep it under control for now and release it when all the dust settles."

Carlos wiped his hands clean, threw the white scarf on the table with him, and took an elegant sip of wine.

"So what's next, whether or not we still follow the plan, please instruct the boss!"