my beauty world

Back and hide!

Ronan realized that without the gun, it was not the bald opponent.

If it is consumed for a long time, it may be played to death by a bald head.

He can only look for an opportunity, use the special palm, and kill it with one blow!

Soon, there were three more cuts on his body. Fortunately, he hid quickly, and the wounds could only ooze blood.

Ronan retreated to the corner of the living room, with no room for change.

The bald-headed short knife went straight forward, piercing Ronan's chest. There was no way for Ronan to hide. He grabbed the blade with both hands and screamed at the same time, as if his hand was cut by the blade.

"what!"

The bald man shouted, showing a cruel smile, holding the knife in both hands, and pushing forward vigorously.

Can flesh and blood hold back a sharp blade?

Suddenly, he realized something was wrong, the dagger didn't seem to be stabbing the flesh.

Just as he was about to retreat, a head hit him quickly and hard!

With a bang, Ronan's forehead hit the bald man's nose hard.

This is one of the most vulnerable positions of the human body!

The bald head's eyes were tearing, and his strength was slack, Ronan took the opportunity to pull the short knife, bent his knees and hit the bald head's lower abdomen!

This is the most vulnerable position of a man, bar none!

The bald head let out a scream, and unconsciously let go of his hand.

Ronan grabbed the knife and grabbed the bald head's neck with his hands like iron claws.

The bald man's eyes turned black, and he soon lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, the bald head found that he was bowed and tightly bound.

Not far away, there are various cold weapons such as short knives, throwing knives, and hand crossbows.

With his upper body bare, the three small cuts were covered with Band-Aids. He picked up the dagger-like short knife and asked the bald head, "Who are you, and who sent you here?"

The bald head squeezed out a smile: "I said, will you let me go?"

Ronan also smiled: "What do you think?"

The bald head looked at Ronan's unscathed palm: "How do you practice your hands? Teach me, and I will tell you all."

Ronan didn't talk nonsense, he cut off the bald head's left little finger, and then looked at him.

The bald head let out a scream, sweat dripping from his forehead.

Ronan pulled away his right pinky finger again.

"Wait!" The bald head said loudly: "You promise to let me go, and I will say it."

Ronan said directly: "I promise to let you go."

Just guarantee it so casually?The bald head stopped talking.

Ronan looked at his watch: "It's eleven o'clock, we have all night."

Without the members of the Carter gang, he doesn't have to keep silent and cold-hearted, but instead talks more: "I have a few black subordinates, they are very interested in men, you fit their aesthetics, they like to play for a few days before killing them! Like knocking out your teeth, and then..."

While speaking, he cut off his bald right little finger three times in a row.

The bald head is a killer, not an agent trained by a strict organization. Finally, he couldn't help it and said: "Garcia! Garcia!"

Ronan put down his bald hands: "Which Garcia?"

With the beginning, the bald head later said that the psychological burden was less: "Mexico Garcia Group, Antonio Garcia!"

Luo Nanxin said that the matter of the parchment book is indeed endless: "Continue."

The bald head said again: "I owe Garcia a debt of gratitude. His advisor Harvey came to me with the emblem and asked me to kill you and get back a parchment. I can't refuse!"

Ronan asked, "Who are you?"

The bald head replied: "I'm a sushi restaurant owner..."

Ronan raised the knife and dropped his bald head, and another finger fell off.

"I'm a killer, code-named zero!" The bald head said out of breath, "On the surface, I'm the owner of a sushi restaurant. I'm hired for business, and I have no grievances or enmities with you."

When killing someone, he raises a knife and drops his hand. He fears for his life, but he can't face it calmly: "If you kill me, it won't solve the problem. Garcia will send other people!"

The crux of the matter was Antonio Garcia. Ronan asked, "Why does Garcia want a parchment?"

The bald head kept shaking his head: "I don't know! I'm just a killer, I've completed my employer's commission, don't ask why!"

Seeing that Ronan was about to do something again, he quickly said, "Harvey! Harvey Gonzalez should know that he is a lawyer for the Garcia Group."

"Where is he?"

"Yesterday, I went to meet him in southern Tijuana. He has internal support in the Carter Gang!"

This is a killer. He has limited knowledge of the Garcia Group. He has only met Antonio Garcia once. After he described Antonio Garcia's appearance, Ronan picked up the dagger.

"You said let me go!"

Ronan stabbed the bald head's chest with a knife: "Yes, let you take the West Heavenly Avenue!"

The bald killer "Zero" kills!

Ronan silently turned on his spirit vision, and pointed his left hand towards the red halo on the corpse, and the halo penetrated into his hand.

After turning off his spirit vision, information flashed in his mind.

Knife Combat: A killing technique practiced by an alternative professional killer who despises guns!

Soul fragments +3!

It seems that the stronger the person, the more soul fragments will be harvested after death.

Ronan sat on the sofa, made a phone call, and spoke concisely and forcefully: "It's me, there is a killer, I'll kill him!"

Putting down the phone, Ronan smelled the strong smell of blood, looked at the bald corpse, and there was no end to the parchment book.

If a bald head is killed today, two, three, or even more may come later.

The key is Antonio Garcia.

Even if the other party gets a gourd baby to save grandpa, it's enough for him to drink a pot.

Ronan considered that it would be best to settle this matter once and for all.

If there is a chance, can you go to Mexico and have a "chat" with Antonio Garcia in person?

He was very curious about the origin of the parchment.

Not long after, Will and others rushed over.

Seeing the corpse in the room and the Band-Aid on Ronan's body, Will breathed a sigh of relief: "Dude, you're fine, that's great."

Ronan said, "The Mexicans hired a killer!"

Will was angry: "Those bastards don't dare to fight with us openly, they will play such shameful things."

When the others cleaned up the room, Jim and Booker quickly called and were relieved to learn that Ronan was fine.

Ronan put away the long dagger-like dagger, the house was full of bloody smell, and he simply went to the community church to stay for the night.

The hand crossbow and throwing knife were given to Will, which are far less useful than guns.

Ronan went to the armory and picked up an M9.

The next step, leaving Chula Vista, had to be considered bullets.

Although this gun is not as exaggerated as the number of M1911s, it is also an astonishing number in the United States and Mexico.

As for the internal response mentioned by the bald head, it can only be checked by Jim and Booker.

The Carter gang has grown rapidly, absorbing many newcomers, and among them there are other gang eyeliners, which is quite normal.

In the early morning, Ronan and Will went out to buy breakfast together, bought a drink by the way, and drank it while walking.

After drinking, he took out a tissue and wiped his mouth. The tissue rolled up and he threw it into a drink cup. He passed by a trash can and stuffed it in casually.

The two got in the car and left. A homeless man came to dig out the trash can and took away the drink cups and other things.

After breakfast, all the people involved in the transaction gathered in the underground of the church, and handed over their mobile phones and other communication tools. Jim announced that he would trade with the Mexicans tonight, and the generous Jose was ready.

Those involved in the transaction are not allowed to leave the church underground, and are not allowed to act alone.

Also, search each other.

Wearing T-shirt and trousers, Ronan took out the money, keys and pistols and put them on the table for inspection, then raised his hands to Will.

"Routine!" Will said. "Every time."

No one takes the US dollars and certificates on his body seriously. After all, they are doing illegal business, and no one will make a fake.

Those who can participate in this transaction are all experienced personnel. If Ronan does not contribute authentically, and no one kills the record of many Moros gang elites including Paddy, he will not be selected.

There was a big deal at night, Ronan called Will, went to the shooting range to shoot for a while, familiarized himself with the newly acquired M9 and M4 rifles, took out the short knife, and tried to practice short knife fighting.

The dealers in Mexico are all desperadoes. Even if Jose has a good reputation, he may turn his face and deny anyone. Everyone has prepared heavy firepower.

After lunch, Ronan recharged his energy and stayed in a lounge with Will and others, gently touching the thick bandage wrapped in the wound on his left arm with his right hand.

Will is showing off his achievements: "Mexican chicks from the Moros Gang, I fucked seven of them last night!"

A fat black man asked, "Are they not resisting?"

Will laughed: "When they were caught, Kerry and I injected them with that stuff, and they became addicted quickly. They could do whatever they were asked to do, and they were very obedient."

He pointed between the fat man's legs: "From now on, their place will be a money printing machine!"

Then, go to see Ronan: "You only know how to practice guns, how many good shows you missed!"

Ronan lightly tapped the bandage gauze on the wound: "The doctor forbids strenuous exercise!"

Will turned his head and said, "Dr. Hall is an antique!"

It was getting dark, and the long convoy did not leave the community church until the middle of the night, spread out and drove to the destination through different roads.

Chapter 9 Trading

The entrance to the tunnel is in the warehouse area near the skydiving center, surrounded by large and small warehouses. The Carter gang bought the warehouse company that owns this warehouse through the leather bag company, and a large area nearby is their territory.

At night, the skydiving center is closed and the surrounding area is very quiet.

The tunnel was discovered by the hunting dog. He got a map by chance, compared the locations of different eras, rented a large warehouse with a basement under a false identity, and dug out the closed tunnel.

I thought it was the treasure of bootleggers in the last century, but I didn't expect it to be a long tunnel across the border.

A black Chevrolet SUV entered the warehouse area and eventually stopped in front of an old-fashioned warehouse guarded by a lean force.

Ronan and Will protected Booker from the car.

Other vehicles continued to arrive.

Two large black suitcases were taken out of the trunk.

A group of people entered the warehouse, with Ronan pointing his gun down and guarding Booker.

Booker looked at the time, waited for a while, and said, "The place of the transaction is in Mexico. Each party should have no more than ten people. Let's go to twenty people!"

He ordered ten people including Ronan and Will to execute the transaction.

The remaining ten people stayed in the tunnel. If they heard gunshots, they would immediately come out to support.

Walking towards the basement, Will said to Ronan: "Prevent accidents. The Mexican dealer has a good reputation and will not do anything to the transaction party."

Ronan nodded, and continued to follow Booker silently.

Turn on the flashlight and enter the basement. Stairs were built at the tunnel intersection. Smith, who was exploring the way, led the people to the front, and Ronan protected Booker and the man with the suitcase walked in the middle.

This tunnel built by wine dealers in the last century is more than one meter wide for the convenience of transporting wine, and people can walk upright normally.

Ronan heard a saying that the earliest gangsters in the United States were not rampant. In the last century, when the Prohibition came out, bootlegging and smuggling became common, which promoted the development of gangsters.

Booker said at this time: "Work hard, the business has started, we are laying narrow rails here, and mechanical transportation."

Everyone around laughed, as if a large sum of dollars was beckoning to them.