America’s Big Hero

When RPG called, Jonas was really taken aback. He knew Sean was angry, but he never expected Sean to play such a big game, starting with RPG.

You know, RPG is not a product for civilian use. Gun shops can’t buy it. They only have this one, and there is only one bullet. It was secretly made by Jonas as a souvenir when he retired. Sean was wasted.

Distressed but distressed, Jonas was not slow to react, the first time Hector was blasted into the sky, he fell to the ground, rolled and got into the bottom of the van.

He knew that there would be crossfire in a short while, bullets on the battlefield don't have eyes, and he didn't want to be killed by the reflected stray bullets.

The Salamanga family is worthy of being able to stand in Newark for many years. Even if the boss was killed by an RPG shot by Sean, the few remaining alive did not lose the courage to resist. For a while, the guy was pulled out of the car and started to fight back.

Submachine guns, pistols, although there were only four people left, they still gritted their teeth and fought back.

"Da da da" and "bang bang bang" both sides fired non-stop, making the scene the same as the battlefield for a while.

"Bill, you suppress them, I'll lead someone to outflank them." Sean ran up to Bill and said something, and immediately led the two of them around the battlefield.

While running, Sean was thinking, the equipment in his hand is still not enough, at least the battlefield communication is not done well, the walkie-talkie should be prepared in advance!

I didn't take this thing seriously before, but the FM and AM walkie-talkies of this era are too big, they are old-fashioned big brothers, and they are equipped with AA batteries or nickel-cadmium batteries, which are dead heavy.

It's not like twenty years later, just don't put earphones on your ears.

In this era without mobile phones, communication problems are really annoying. After this incident, Sean has decided to build a radio station to match the walkie-talkie!

During World War II, Motorola's SCR300tm backpack-mounted FM walkie-talkie, which was carried on the back of the American soldier in the movie, could already achieve a communication distance of 10 miles.

It was even better when it was used in the Grenada war last time.

When I go back, Sean plans to get a 30-80M HF short-range walkie-talkie, install it in the car, and the signal can cover half of New Jersey. When I go out, I can receive the news as soon as I have something.

Thinking about something in his head, he quickly walked half a circle around the battlefield. The remaining remnants of the Salamanga family were also suppressed and could not be lifted at all. When Sean rushed out from behind with a submachine gun, those guys defenseless.

After the "da da da" and "da da da" shot, the last few bald heads of Seramanga also fell into a pool of blood.

Watching several people die, Sean let out a breath, turned his gaze to the other side, a group of gangsters from Jersey City came to watch the fun.

Turning the muzzle of the gun and pointing at it, suddenly, a group of people screamed in fright, raised their hands high, and their faces were full of horror.

"We never thought of going against you, we were also forced, it was the people of Seramanga who forced us!" The organic man shouted loudly, hoping that the gang of butchers who were jealous of killing people would let them go .

"Why didn't you notify me?" Sean asked coldly.

A group of people looked at each other in blank dismay. No one thought that you were so fierce. That was Silamanga, which has suppressed Newark for many years. Who would have thought of reporting to you? Wouldn’t it be revenge from the Silamanga family?

"If you want me to forgive you, you can't just say something casually. There's no reason for that." Sean snorted coldly, "Every family is 100,000, one cent less, then wait for someone to collect your corpse."

Everyone looked at each other in dismay and felt distressed, one hundred thousand, this is not a small amount, damn, how much is the net income in a year!

Many people are already ready to bargain.

At this moment, Jonas rolled out from under the car again, looked at the corpses all over the ground and gritted his teeth, cursing: "FK, a bunch of sons of bitches, and they fucking want to throw me into the Hudson River!"

Sean turned his head to look, and Jonas, who was standing there, was bleeding from his arms, and in an instant, anger rushed into Sean's chest.

Turn around, pull the trigger directly, point the gun at the crowd, and shoot a shuttle of bullets.

There were screams and exclamations, and the crowd was in chaos in an instant.

No one expected that Sean, who just asked their family to pay 100,000 yuan, would suddenly shoot and shoot. Even Bill and the others were startled.

After a shuttle of bullets emptied, Sean put down the gun, not waiting for a voice with no emotion, "My brother was injured, this is a lesson for you, I don't care what fucking reasons you have, next time, next time For this kind of thing, you'd better buy a cemetery in advance."

"It's still alive, 100,000, take it with you when you trade next time, understand!"

"Understood, I understand." Those who were still alive and able to speak quickly said loudly, these guys were really scared this time, and all the bargaining thoughts that had arisen just now were all extinguished.

The guys in front of them are really cruel, even more cruel than the Seramanga family, and their combat effectiveness is not the same at all.

Everyone understood one thing, Newark has changed, and in the future, the mafia boss standing in Newark will be this man named Sean.

Of course, Sean didn't know what they thought. If he knew, he wouldn't be able to resist cursing. God damn mafia, I'm a fucking serious businessman.

Serious people!

"Give those guys a good time." In the crowd, there were two shot survivors, moaning non-stop. Sean didn't think about sending them to the hospital or anything, so he waved his hand and gave instructions to the people around him.

It is the greatest kindness to reduce their suffering.

"Da da da" "Da da da"

The world was quiet at once.

Looking around, these guys are all here to watch the fun, obviously they don't bring money, and cursed inwardly, Sean called Bill over and said, "Take someone to the front, if the police come, stop them , don’t hurt people, but let the police understand the meaning.”

There is too much trouble here, leaving so many corpses here, when the media reports it, the police will not be able to explain it, and as long as there are no corpses, the police will have a way to make the big incident smaller.

Bill nodded and led them away, Sean looked at the group of gang members again, and said coldly: "Put the corpses in the car and drive them into the Hudson River, immediately, immediately."

Sean gave the order, and the group of people immediately stood up and started to move, very fast and agile.

"Let's retreat too." Sean stretched out his hand to greet them. Jonas and Jonas were seriously injured and bleeding profusely. They needed to find a place for treatment quickly.

"There's so much trouble here, we can't go to the hospital, the police will find it immediately." On the way back, Jonas said with a pale face.

"I know, I have a solution." Sean nodded. He has lived in Newark for so many years, and it's not like he has no connections at all.

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Sorry, I went out to do some errands and came back late.