Before Ernie could finish speaking, the gunshots outside had already started.

Behind him, on the parking lot in front of the hotel, the killers of the Luches family were dressed in neat black clothes, holding semi-automatic submachine guns and slowly advanced, spitting out flames at the muzzle, smashing the doors, windows and walls on the first floor of the hotel to pieces. Most of the rooms were hidden by members of the Genovese family, but there were also ordinary citizens and some hotel staff. However, no matter who was, even if they were not shot and killed on the spot, no one would stick their heads out.

Devit, Sonny and Garva stayed in a car, parked just a street from the hotel, and watched the massacre calmly.

"If I break into the door, jump out, turn around and sweep, roll and fall to the ground, the opponent's blood splatters, and my heart is covered. Finally, I calmly blow off a wisp of blue smoke from the muzzle." Devit said jokingly, smoking a very choking cigarette in the closed environment.

Sonny replied disdainfully: "If you need a stunt stand-in, you can hire a few in Hollywood, but if you want to kill people without losing your combat power, they are the best gunmen in the city."

Devit smiled: "No matter how good it is, it is futile. As long as Frank Genovese is inside, then Oni will definitely be inside. Most people will definitely not be able to deal with him. I will handle it myself when he comes out later."

Sonny squinted his eyes and looked at Dewit with a strange look: "So... are you and Onie the so-called abilities?"

Dewitt said: "This is obvious. If an ordinary person kills Tony, Joe and his men alone, that's the story in the movie."

This is a typical motel, with a spacious parking lot, but not many rooms, with only two floors in total. When almost all the walls on the first floor were sieve, the killers stopped shooting. Within a few dozen seconds of waiting for the barrel to cool down, they divided into two groups, one to go to the second floor, and the other to start searching for any fish that had leaked the net on the first floor.

This process is very similar to searching for zombies in a horror game. You never know what is behind the door. They may be in the corners of the wall, in the cabinet, under the bed, behind the overturned table, or in the bathroom. The safer way is to use bullets to open the tunnel before you open a certain enclosed space.

It is irrelevant to how many citizens died, and how many people from the Genovese family died, secondly. The goal of today's action is Frank Genovese, who wants to see people alive and corpses. Of course, the dozen gunmen who were heading to the second floor at this moment didn't know that in the door of a certain room, not only was Frank, the second boss of the Genovese family, but their godfather Samuel happened to be here.

Before opening the door, it is necessary to finish a round of bullets in front of the door. In this way, when they arrived at the door of the third room, the gunman who was facing the door was about to pull the trigger, the door panel suddenly bounced out like it was blown away, and the walls of the house were torn to pieces by this force. The gunmen at the door were knocked to the ground, and several of them fell from the corridor on the second floor to the open space outside.

"Hmph... Sure enough..." Devit opened the car door, got out of the car, tidied up his collar, and turned to the two people in the car and said, "I guess the police are coming soon, please help me get some time."

Sonny asked, "What are you going to do?"

Dewit said; "The other party's miscellaneous fish has been cleaned up almost. Of course, I will handle the powerful characters. Didn't you say you should avoid losses as much as possible? When you ask me about these nonsense, the losses are increasing." After he said that, he shook his hand and closed the car door.

Ouni went out with a gun and shot every gunman in his sight. Although he did not hit every shot, his shooting skills were absolutely not bad. For a moment, many Luches family killers upstairs and downstairs all hung up or died. When their bullets hit Ouni, as long as the ballistic approached Ouni, it would be like hitting a layer of bulletproof glass and then being offset and bounced away.

Devit said: "Gentlemen, I will deal with it here. You all go out. There should be people from the Genovese family in the surrounding area. In addition, the police's footsteps also need you to delay."

When Oni saw Devite, he stopped shooting. The killers of the Luches family seemed to have understood that these two were not normal humans, so they did not stay any longer and left quickly.

Oni jumped off the second floor and landed less than three meters in front of DeVit. He pointed a gun at DeVit's head and said, "The situation in the Forkbone Hotel that night was very unfavorable, so I chose to take Mr. Genovese away first." He continued walking forward: "Actually, according to my opinion, if I were the only one that night, I would have killed all of you long ago."

"Oh? What does your confidence come from? Are you still a strong ability?" Devit said easily. At this time, the barrel of the gun in Oni's hand had pressed against his forehead.

Ouni sneered: "Can't you kill you if you are a second-level player? I want to ask, are you a strong-level capable person? I think it's just a bit like that arrogant attitude."

Dewit said: "Hmph... I am the same level as you, but you still can't kill me, because so far, no one of the abilities I have encountered can fight me as long as they are below the strong level."

"Nonsense!" Ouni pulled the trigger.

With a bang, the next second, in Ouni's imagination, Devite's head should have exploded like a watermelon. But the reality was that he was unscathed. The gun in Ouni's hand was blown up, and the barrel was trumpet-shaped like it was pulled into seven or eight strips of cloth. Ouni's palm was also severely burned. He threw away the completely deformed iron lump in his hand, and retreated several meters in a wary way. The flesh on his right hand was blurred, and a burnt smell of flesh floated up, and it was transmitted into Ouni's nose like Devite's ridicule.

"I have to explain in advance that it is impossible to defeat me by transforming people, but I have no personal grudges with you. If you are willing to leave this city and no longer fight against me, I can let you live."

Of course, Oni would not give up easily like this: "How do you know I am..."

Dewitt snatched: "After meeting last time, I have conducted some analysis of your strength. If you can not be affected by the attack of WM2030, except for taking protective drugs, the easiest way is to hide in the characteristic protective armor. Therefore, you must be a transformer, a truly transformer.

Of course, there is another possibility. If you really have the physical strength of those who are above the strong level, you can survive. But I don’t think you don’t, because people of that level will not join an organization like the Mafia. If you want money or status, they can directly join the HL. Those who have some ideal beliefs will join the resistance organization, while those who want freedom are all lonely straitors and wandering. In short, people at above the strong level will generally not commit crimes for survival.

Haha…but people like you and me have to bow their backs for five dou of rice. Therefore, I ask again, in order to save our time and for some of our own compassion. Can you disappear from my sight?”
Chapter completed!