Shadow Empire

Chapter 366 Dead Dog [666+16]
The huge tinnitus flooded the whole world like a tsunami!

He felt himself being pushed to the ground by a huge force. Everything around him was double. He hugged his daughter and subconsciously called her name.

He was afraid of losing her, just like when he lost his son. He hugged his daughter tightly and called her name randomly, but he only felt...

puff!
His daughter spat a mouthful of blood on his face, and the double-image world gradually began to return to normal. He began to feel pain in his hands, and... another grenade next to him exploded.

The professor's mind was blank at this moment!
It was a blank state without any sadness or joy, a blank state without any thoughts. He looked at his dying daughter, then turned his head to look at his wife who was lying on the ground with her back stained with blood.

The gunshots and screams around him did not enter his world at all!
Wolfe suddenly appeared in front of him and said something to him loudly.

In his world, there are only whimpering sounds, the kind of tinnitus that makes it impossible to hear any sound from the outside world!
Wolfe shook the professor hard, trying to wake him up. He even slapped the professor twice. "What's wrong with you?"

He touched the professor's body. Except for his arms and legs which were slightly injured in the explosion, his vital parts were intact!

But for some reason, he lay on the ground as if he was dead.

Seeing that the professor did not react for a short time, thinking that he was actually quite safe lying on the ground, Wolfe wiped the blood that splattered on his face.

He took the gun and started fighting back in the direction the bullets came from.

In fact, the place where the counterattack took place was covered with vegetation. He had no idea whether there was anyone behind the vegetation. He just shot in fear and hatred like everyone else.

The two explosions killed many people and dealt a heavy blow to their morale!
Just at this moment, he suddenly turned around and looked behind him. Many cars were rushing towards them with dust. At this moment, Wolfe's eyes were shining, but there was despair in his shining eyes.

Hiram leaned out of the car window, holding the large drum submachine gun that the gunsmith had modified for him, and said, "Fuck you, all of you go to hell!", and then his index finger seemed to be welded to the trigger!
The bullets whizzed through the air, leaving behind a "xiuxiuxiu" sound.

Almost all the cars had people leaning out to shoot at them!

This time, the storm of bullets attacked their defenseless side from behind. In an instant, those who were standing, squatting, and lying fell down one after another like wheat cut by a sickle!
Bullets are impersonal.

It will not stop hurting anyone because of some subjective or objective reasons.

As long as the primer is hit, whoever stands in front of it will be its enemy.

Wolfe crashed directly into the car, curling up his body to make his "area" as small as possible.

Bullets whizzed and kept sweeping everything at the scene. At this time, the Wolf Gang members on the mountain looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

The senior cadre in charge of high-altitude fire support slowly put down his weapon, and those around him also breathed a sigh of relief.

There was a dead silence in the woods!

However, countless gunshots came from the foot of the mountain accompanied by the mountain wind.

The wind blew sometimes and sometimes disappeared, but the gunshots never stopped.

When the dust raised by the running vehicles settled, the vehicles had already stopped.

Hiram threw the submachine gun in his hand, which he had already replaced once, back into the car and replaced it with another one.

The submachine gun with a large drum magazine was good in every way except that the muzzle was prone to overheating. The gunsmith told him that when the edge of the wooden handguard on the barrel turned charcoal black, it was time to replace the gun.

He checked his weapon and cocked the bolt.

Today he didn't let his hair down, but tied it into a pigtail!

Lawn followed him, and Ennio got out of another car.

Everyone looked a little dusty, and some were spitting out sand that had a distinct gritty feel in their mouths.

Lance opened the door and got out of the car. He raised his hand and fanned the air in front of him. Although most of the dust had settled, there was still some.

Suddenly, there was a burst of intensive gunfire from the distant mountain. Lance withdrew his gaze from there and walked forward.

Hiram walked in front of Lance. He needed to check the bodies and shoot again in time.

Wolfe was struggling in pain at this time. He was shot several times, but the wounds were not fatal.

He wanted to struggle. He was Wolf, the Wolf King of the Wolf Gang!
Even if he died, he would not die like this, quietly and miserably in a carriage.

The half-closed door of the carriage with bullet holes was suddenly opened. The dazzling sunlight outside made him a little dazed, and a shadow pointed a gun at him.

He looked at the man, and the man was looking at him. He tried to raise his arm. He had a gun in his hand, but the other party pulled the trigger without hesitation. The bullet hit his arm and he screamed in pain!
That wasn't a bullet, that guy was a fucking psycho, shoot him in the arm with a submachine gun!

The skin, flesh and bones were quickly separated. He had never felt such pain before!
Then someone else stood in the sun, for some unknown reason.

At this moment, Wolfe looked at them. They were clearly standing in the sun, but the side facing him was dark.

It was so dark that one couldn't see their facial features or expressions. One could only see a pair of eyes.

"This person is Wolfe," someone said.

Soon he was dragged out of the carriage by his legs. He fell heavily to the ground and looked dizzy as a young, handsome guy walked towards him in the distance.

"Lance!" Lance's name was squeezed out from between his teeth, and the flames of hatred spewed out from his eyes, but at this moment, he had no choice but to stare at Lance.

"This is the Wolf King Wolf!" A somewhat familiar voice sounded. Wolf looked towards the direction where the voice came from and saw an acquaintance.

He showed an expression of disbelief, but felt it was very reasonable, "Galio." He said the man's name.

Galio smiled and nodded, "Your Excellency Wolf King, we meet again."

The two men had different expressions. The last time they met, Galio was smiling, bending over, and standing some distance away from Wolfe.

At that time, Galio was just a minor character in Fides, a minor character who was not very important, the kind of minor character that anyone could just throw the keys to and let him drive the car.

But now, one person is standing and the other is lying, and their identities and status seem to be reversed.

Several young men and Hiram continued to identify the bodies. In their eyes, Hiram was an executioner and a murderous demon!
No matter if the person was dead or not, he would shoot him twice in the head. The scene was filled with a rhythmic "da da" sound until someone shouted, "This is the professor, I know him!"

Surprisingly, the professor was not fatally injured. His legs were broken, his arms may have some fractures or cracks, and his flesh was torn in many places.

But he was lucky. When he was so close to the bomb, his daughter used her body to protect him from the destructive force of the explosion.

Looking at the professor's dazed look, Wolfe suddenly stopped talking. He closed his eyes, but his violently heaving chest told people that he was not calm.

"Mr. Lance, although the Wolf Gang is not the top gang, they also had a large territory and operated many businesses in the past!"

"Many people have tried their hand at it, but they all failed."

"Mr. Wolfe's favorite thing to do is to feed his enemies to his wolf pack."

"I didn't expect that the Wolf King would fail here too!"

Galio's words were obviously flattering Lance, and Lance shook his head slightly, "Every enemy who can fight to the end is worthy of respect."

Maybe the professor had some obsession with Lance. He suddenly turned his head to look at Lance, and his unfocused eyes gradually regained some spirit.

But soon, he turned to look at his daughter.

Hiram happened to walk there at this time and kicked the body.

She was less than two meters away from the diameter of the explosion. She suffered "full damage" and was actually dead at this point!
But Hiram still walked over and clicked twice as the professor cried out in pain.

Looking at his daughter's distorted face, he suddenly stood up and rushed towards Lance!
Even if he had no weapon, he would get a piece of flesh from Lance.

But the next second, he fell heavily to the ground again, his legs were broken, and he couldn't run.

Hatred drove him to feel no pain, but it could not change the fact that his leg was broken.

"You are angry."

Lance walked up to him, raised his foot and kicked him hard on the shoulder, turning him over and facing up so that he could see himself.

"Everyone says you're smart, Professor, and maybe in your past experience you've done pretty well."

"But now, you've screwed up everything."

“Some intelligence is not intelligence, and some of your intelligence is not intelligence.”

Lance suddenly turned around and looked at Galio, which scared Galio so much that he even forgot to breathe.

"Is what I said a little confusing?"

Galio quickly forced a smile, "I can understand, he's not smart enough!"

Lance nodded slightly and looked back at the professor, "Look, everyone knows."

"You have the courage to cross that invisible line, but you don't have the ability to bear the consequences of crossing the line, professor."

"Everyone died today because of you!"

"You killed them!"

Lance walked up to the Wolf King and glanced at him, "Your family, your men, your gang, including your good brother."

He pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Wolfe, who was lying on the ground.

Wolfe struggled with the flesh on his face, not knowing whether it was due to excitement or fear, and his face turned red, spitting everywhere, "Shoot, bastard, shoot, kill..."

With a bang, a gunshot rang out; his body tensed up suddenly, then slowly relaxed.

Blood flowed rapidly from the back of his head, and the smile on Galio's face gradually disappeared, leaving only heaviness.

An era that once belonged to the Wolf King and the Wolf Gang has ended.

Jingang City is like a huge meat grinder, whether it is the Viper Gang, the Wolf Gang, or any gang that has failed in battles in other districts.

These gangs that once left historical traces in Fides, including some local gangs in Jingang City, are gradually disappearing and becoming history.

The game of big men, the life of small men!

(End of this chapter)