West City Building in New York City.

This is a building that has been around for nearly a hundred years. The floors are only five or six floors, and the area covers only a few hundred square meters. Due to the vicissitudes of time, many places seem mottled.

Now under the night, the building looks a bit gloomy and terrifying, just like a monster lying quietly there, waiting for Xu Zifeng and the others to come forward to die.

Such a building is inconspicuous in New York City, and even against the backdrop of other surrounding buildings, it seems a little shabby. However, such a building, such an inconspicuous building that even makes people feel ashamed of New York, is a holy place in the minds of all New York mafia members.

Nowadays, hundreds of Hongmen Gang members gathered outside the holy land of the mafia party. Under the leadership of the God of Gamblers, they were all in high spirits and passionate. They even regretted it a little at this time. How could they not turn themselves into an invincible iron beast, so that they could bite, collide and vent.

Xu Zifeng watched these brothers from the Hongmen rushing through Xicheng Square and approaching Xicheng Building. Suddenly, he couldn't help but frown, and he felt an inappropriate and even dangerous atmosphere again.

He is, the Mafia is really despicable. Xu Zifeng felt it, but he couldn't inform them in time. He could only hope that they would be blessed, but the blood they shed would not flow in vain. He would definitely ask the Mafia people to repay their own blood ten times hundred times.

Boom boom boom boom!

Boom boom boom boom!

In just a blink of an eye, Xu Zifeng saw that the entire Xicheng Square turned into a sea of ​​fire. The flames continued to burn and the explosives continued to explode. Xu Zifeng's eyes were covered with a layer of deep sorrow.

Yes, it is a deep layer of sorrow.

Seeing so many Hongmen brothers burying in front of him, Xu Zifeng's heart seemed to have been stabbed dozens of times with an extremely sharp knife. The pain from the heart cannot be described in any words.

"Brother God of Gambling!" Xu Zifeng roared with his teeth and jumped up. Those who could save the Hongmen Gang along the way, Xu Zifeng helped and threw it into a temporarily safe area.

"Brother of Gambling God!" Xu Zifeng rushed forward for a while and shouted again. The anxiety in his heart was obvious. Although the relationship between the two people is quite solid now, that does not mean that the Gambling God can sacrifice his life for Xu Zifeng without any concern.

Furthermore, Xu Zifeng would not allow the God of Gamblers to do this. Friends are friends. Friends are just for help, not for you to keep away from the wind and rain, but for you to shed blood, sweat or even sacrifice your life.

"Brother Xu, stop shouting! Your brother is not that bad yet. This little explosive can't hurt me!" A hoarse and weak voice came. Xu Zifeng looked in the voice and saw a bloody man smiling at him, lying on the ground in front of him, greeting him weakly.

Xu Zifeng rushed forward and grabbed the big hand of the God of Gambling, "Brother God of Gambling, where is the injury? I'll check it out for you." As he said that, without waiting for the God of Gambling, Xu Zifeng checked where his body was injured.

Seeing this, Xu Zifeng couldn't help but take a breath. He didn't expect that the God of Gamblers would actually break one leg. The rest were fine, but how could he connect this broken leg?

Although Xu Zifeng has a little knowledge of medical skills, he can handle trauma; Xu Zifeng is really helpless in this kind of trauma that is traumatized.

But despite this, some necessary care is indispensable. Xu Zifeng waved his fingers quickly, first stopped the blood for the God of Gamblers, and then found some wooden boards to clamp his broken legs to avoid more serious changes in movement.

After doing this, Xu Zifeng began to count the number of people on his side. After counting, Xu Zifeng couldn't help but get stuck, and the sadness in his heart became even stronger.

There were nearly 300 people when they came out, and now there are less than 100 people including those injured and those with some combat power. This time, it can be said that they suffered heavy losses. Xu Zifeng seems to have never encountered such a major failure since his debut.

Yes, it was the Battle of Waterloo in New York. Xu Zifeng looked at the remaining 100 people in a little depressed manner. Although he was still unwilling to admit it, he was now really a defeated general, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a defeated army.

Just as Xu Zifeng was about to issue an order to retreat, he heard a voice saying, "Brother-in-law, ask me to go up. What do you say, I will definitely do it for you."

It was when he saw the replica of the big explosion in the square that Ba God Xiao Wiley came to Xu Zifeng and promptly made a request to Xu Zifeng to fight.

"Boss Xu, Zhang Xiaoqiang leads our brothers to report!" Before Xu Zifeng could reply to the replica of the God of Ba, Xiao Weili, he heard Zhang Xiaoqiang's ruffian voice ringing in his ears again.

"Good come! Zhang Xiaoqiang, divide the brothers you brought with you to take care of the injured brothers, and then follow me without fear of death to seek justice for the injured and bleeding brothers!"

Xu Zifeng felt that Zhang Xiaoqiang was coming at this time, and he happened to use his part of his troops as a new force. As for the copy of Ba God Xiao Weili, Xu Zifeng did not dare to ask him to charge with him. If something went wrong, he and Misqin could not explain it.

Thinking of this, Xu Zifeng glared at the replica Ba Shen, "Who asked you to come? Have you completed the task I assigned to you? If you ask the young woman in black to run away, let's see how I deal with you! Why don't you go back and stick to your post quickly?"

When the replica Ba God Shawley heard this, he didn't dare to neglect it. He lowered his head and went back to guard the prisoner in shame.

Xu Zifeng didn't stop here either. He was actually very strange. He was blown up like that, why didn't the Mafia take advantage of the victory and beat the dog in the water?

How could he know that there are many factors that restrict it. First of all, the Bond Pierce, who once had to use the Hongmen to take Xu Zifeng into his own use, has mobilized a lot of the power of the CIA through his own relationship and has penetrated into the interior of the West City Building. Therefore, the second wave of attackers that originally wanted to prepare for Xu Zifeng now doesn't care about Xu Zifeng's side.

In addition, Director Laubert, the director of the New York City Police Department, would not ignore Xu Zifeng at this time and let Xu Zifeng do whatever he wants. After he woke up, he immediately ordered all the forces in the police station to set out to inquire about Xu Zifeng's movements.

Director Laubert, who soon received the report, immediately organized and ordered all police forces in New York City to rush to West City, block it from here layer by layer, strictly impose a curfew, and stop all entry and exit, making West City, a temporary island like an isolated island.

This has prevented other mafia forces from coming to fight for the mafia here on the periphery. This has led to almost all the Hongmen brothers led by Xu Zifeng's capture of the place in such a short time.

Now only the landmark building of the New York City Mafia is left. Xu Zifeng believes that with his final impact, he can completely take it down. However, until now, the mysterious masked woman has not appeared, which really makes Xu Zifeng a little confused.

However, it was as if it was specifically cooperating with Xu Zifeng's idea, the Xicheng Building, the landmark building in Xicheng District, New York City, suddenly trembled violently.

Then there was a sound that seemed to be a night owl crying. The sound was sharp and harsh. After hearing it, it made people feel bitter and depressed, making people feel unbearable.

After this burst of laughter, which was more uncomfortable than crying, there were more than a dozen shrill screams. Then a bloody rain fell from the sky, and there were also pieces of torn broken limbs and broken arms, and pieces of flesh and blood.

"Everyone, retreat quickly, and leave here quickly! Hurry up!" Xu Zifeng knew that something was wrong when he heard the laughter. Now he saw the bloody rain formation falling from the sky. He didn't dare to ask these brothers from the Hongmen to stay here and die for nothing, so he ordered to evacuate this place quickly.

Seeing that everyone was almost gone, Xu Zifeng did not retreat but advanced. It seemed as if a lion was waiting for an opportunity to see his prey. He laughed strangely and rushed forward urgently.

As soon as he rushed to the entrance of the Xicheng Building, Xu Zifeng saw a blood gourd rushing over. Xu Zifeng stopped him, but he saw his whole body trembling, and his whole face was distorted due to fear.

"Mr. Bond Pierce? Why are you? What's the situation inside?" When Xu Zifeng saw this person, he didn't recognize him at first, but when this guy with a heartbroken heart passed by him, Xu Zifeng still called out his name - Bond Pierce.

Since this person was taken good care of by the replica Ba God Xiao Weili, it has been like the world has evaporated. It has not appeared in Xu Zifeng's sight for a long time.

We were able to meet here today. Xu Zifeng didn't understand what was going on at first, but he immediately understood in a daze moment.

It turned out that the CIA members were trying to take advantage of the situation and try to get the biggest advantage when they were leading people to work hard outside the mafia.

Unfortunately, looking at the current situation, they seemed to have encountered something far beyond their understanding ability. Needless to ask, the flesh and blood showers that had fallen from the sky must have been the CIA agents.

Damn, I deserve it! Who told your sister to use her disguised form?

Bond Pierce swore that if he knew the ending was like this, he would never choose this task. He thought he could use Xu Zifeng's actions to restrain most of the energy of the New York City Mafia, and then he took his people directly to the headquarters of the Mafia in the West City District of New York City to get a big bargain.

Unexpectedly, after they entered, everything went smoothly, and there was no resistance there. But when they entered the most central room inside the entire West City Building.

All the scenes in front of them made them regret coming here.

Because in that room, except for a woman sitting in the center, the mysterious masked woman, everyone was lying on the ground, and everyone's face was filled with an expression of ecstasy.

But what they connected to the mysterious masked woman were conduits as thick as pencils. This conduit was obvious that it was not a plastic product, but a straw of a mosquito that had been magnified countless times.

Yes, if you have to find an image, only the mosquito needle straws can be the most similar to the tubes used by this woman. Or it can be said that these are the mosquito needle straws that have been magnified countless times.
Chapter completed!