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English and Spanish swear words spread freely in the air on radio waves.The red and blue lights illuminate the facades facing the street, and the citizens are so shocked that they are looking sideways.The city police quickly cordoned on the scene and found seven other bodies from the Corinth Performance School (abandoned), but before they had time to investigate, they received a 911 call from the El-Charlo Restaurant:

"Come and save us!"

It was Ron Carliolo himself who called.This Latino boss, who has been in prison twice, has five gunshot wounds on his body, and has replaced his eyes with military night vision goggles. He actually called for help like a little girl, and cried his nose and tears on the video call. Handful:

"That lunatic is in the basement! The basement! My brother is dead, so is my cousin, everyone is dead! Come and save us, come and save me-Dios Mío (the one above)!"

Suo Zhongwu heard Long Carliolo's last words clearly, and did not pull down a single letter.Because he was there at the time, and he personally sent the Latin boss to Huangquan Road.This time, instead of just reaching out to break the target’s neck as he did with AW, he borrowed the ally of gravity to play death juggling in front of many audiences:

First lift Long Carriolo high into the air, and then free fall at the corner of the table, repeating this again and again.The antique hard walnut desk opened a big hole directly in the head of the Latin boss, and the carpet filled with gray and white things, and there was never a chance to put it back.

The senior city police in the office was forced to watch the live broadcast of the death of the Latin boss.At the press conference that night, they severely condemned the "extremely vicious murderer", claiming that they would mobilize resources to investigate the case.But let alone the murderer's photo, the city police couldn't even take out half of the simulated portrait, because Suo Zhongwu remained invisible when he started, leaving no clues in this regard.

First, the bomber attack, followed by the serial murder of 38 corpses, Harrisburg suddenly became famous throughout North America.Well-known media such as Fox Channel and Cable News Network immediately sent a large number of reporters. Social media was also a gang of demons. Mystics, conspiracy theorists, red-necked, and Bai Zuo were all scolded. Some people simply went to offline duels. Fight on the street is not open.

Harrisburg, located in the eye of the storm, fell into a weird calm.The atmosphere of terror spread throughout the city. Residents in wealthy neighborhoods closed their doors tightly and hired a lot of private security guards to patrol at night; the mayor and colleagues moved directly into the office, with the city police SWAT team standing outside the door and expensive muscle bodyguards. ; Ordinary people don't have so many resources, so they can only lock the door and close the windows to ask for their blessings, praying that serial murderers will not find themselves.

However, at this moment of panic, a group of people deliberately did the opposite."Weird Head" Carson, the only remaining bigwig in Harrisburg's underground society, felt that his own time had finally come; he called to the brothers of the Aryan Brotherhood and started it at the Joey Clinic (abandoned) in the north of the city. After partying all night, sixteen white-skin villains took all the chicks in the red light district and almost collapsed the entire building.

The disco ball spun like crazy, casting colorful spots around.Men and women jumped wildly, shaking their heads and shaking their heads, and even if they fell to the ground, they would go to the corner to continue roaring.Beer, whiskey, W leaf, Caesar oil, or legal or illegal forests are all consumed as quickly as drinking water.

Every participant became extremely excited, and laughed in the sound of artillery bombardment of music. The official members of the Brotherhood screamed and blatantly declared "I am the king of the world!" The thoughts of these white-skinned villains. It's not hard to guess.In fact, Carson, who plays the DJ, has already called out his mind:

The Sacred Arrow and the Latin neighborhood have all been destroyed, and only the Brotherhood stands in Harrisburg at night.Without competitors, that means complete monopoly. From now on, the Aryan Brotherhood will be the sole ruler of the city. "The white power will rule everything from today to forever. Cheers, cheers, cheers!"

Suo Zhongwu closed his eyes on the roof and took a nap, letting them be happy until sunrise.He waited silently, until the tormented sound stopped working, and then jumped onto the street and pushed the door directly into the brotherhood lair.

Among the fifteen gang members in the room, half of them were still dizzy, yelling and yelling with the girl in their arms; the other half was so drunk, lying on the ground and sleeping like a dead pig, Suo Zhongwu was carrying AR The -280 assault rifle fired, still closed his eyes and refused to wake up.

Picking up this waste is like picking up a slow-moving caterpillar.Suo Zhongwu only used one magazine to turn the white skins of fourteen horses into red skins without hurting a girl.But in the end, the man was a little troublesome. Seeing that the "weird head" Carson was not good, he actually took a prostitute as a hostage, and the Glock pistol was placed on the girl's temple.

"Don't come here!" Carson, who prides himself on being an excellent race, has his lines like a slack in an eight-rate police drama:

"Come here and I'll shoot! You want to pretend to be a good person, right? Then don't force me to kill hostages!"

"I have to remind you." Suo Zhongwu threw away the AR-280 that was smoking from the muzzle, took out the Bowie hunting knife (the gun and dagger are all from the Brotherhood) from behind, and flicked the blade with his fingers:

"Resistance will only make your death more painful."

"I thought you would say,'Don't hurt the innocent'." Carson raised one eyebrow, swallowed nervously, and raised his apple:

"What are you—forget it, it’s okay. We can negotiate, man, we can negotiate. No matter what you are after, I will serve you voluntarily. Trust me, you will never find a better servant, think about it. , An expert who does not dare to seek help from law enforcement agencies, and understands the underground world... Brother, this is definitely worth the money!"

"Oh, eloquence is pretty good." Suo Zhongwu grinned, really amused:

"So, don't you think I'm a good person? And don't care about my ultimate goal?"

"It's true." Carson nodded solemnly, and his muzzle retreated a little later, no longer touching the skin of the unconscious girl:

"I'm not a stupid nigger, let alone the tacos in a restaurant. You are a superhuman, boss, I only know this now, and my mission is to serve the superhumans and kill the world—"

"Weird Head" can never finish the word "Animal".Suo Zhongwu moved behind Carson like lightning, and pierced the white man's brainstem."You can go now." He threw away the filthy hunting knife, and said kindly to the shivering or simply scared prostitutes on the ground:

"Where you want to go, what you want to say, just listen to it. Anyway, I don't care."