America’s Big Hero

"Someone wants to see me? Did he say who he is?" Sean frowned and looked at Bill.

"No." Bill shook his head. "It was Dart's call just now. He said that someone asked him to send you news, but he only mentioned that it has something to do with the Salamanga family."

"Sneaky, no see!" Sean snorted.

"Why?" Bill asked when he didn't understand.

There are only two possibilities for wanting to meet one's own guy, one, Salamanga's enemy, and two, Salamanga's accomplice.

If it is an accomplice, then, either you want to reconcile, you will definitely not agree to this, and you will do your best to eliminate evil. As a noble person, a pure person, a person who is out of vulgar taste, a righteous self will never be soft on this gang of drug dealers , Do the way for heaven, and do the work of eliminating evil!

Or you can bring yourself out and set the battlefield to kill yourself.

Although I also want to lead people from Salamanga out, I prefer to take the initiative and choose the battlefield and the time of the war, rather than passively accepting it.

If it is Salamanga's enemy, it has nothing to do with him. He Sean is a legitimate businessman, he has never done anything against the law, and he is not interested in having any in-depth contact with them.

After hearing Sean's explanation, Bill, who was driving, gave him a strange look, and the boss's words became more and more like a politician.

All the way to the factory, people were still stopped on the road for a while on the way. At this critical moment, Sean had to make sure that his lair would not be discovered for the time being.

Back at the factory, everyone was waiting here. Sean asked with a smile, "Jonas, how is your recovery?"

"Not bad." Jonas smiled and shrugged, "At least I don't need Bill to hold the gun for me when I pee."

"Fuxkyou!" Bill raised a big middle finger, and everyone burst into laughter.

"This is really good news." Sean smiled and pulled out the chair and sat down. "If you look at it this way, you should be able to take on the job of collecting money."

"Of course!" Jonas exclaimed: "The sons of a **** sold me the other day, this time I'm going to see who dares to sell me again, and then I must leave them to me, I'm going to stab him in the mouth with my big stick!"

Sean took a deep breath, this hobby is really... awesome!

Notify the gangs in Jersey City of the night's trading location, and told them to take the $100,000 they owed him last time. Sean doesn't need to worry about the rest. Believe in the strength of the Salamanga family, and they must be able to get it. news.

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On October 11th, at night, the moon was not dark, and the wind was not high. An inconspicuous van was driving on the northbound road in Basek. This time the transaction place was not in Jersey City, but in a relatively remote northward. place.

Everyone has some ideas in their hearts.

A few kilometers away, Sean and the others fell far away without driving lights. This time, the Salamanga family must be well prepared and their manpower is limited, so he can't throw out all the troops at once.

There were only four people in the van, and Jonas had no fighting power. Once surrounded, he would rely on the other three to withstand it.

While driving, suddenly, an explosion of 'bang' sounded, and one side of the van was thrown up to a height of more than half a meter. Still scrolling like crazy but it doesn't work.

"Fuxk, it's a landmine!" Jonas was dizzy and tinnitus constantly. He couldn't hear anything for a while, so he could only curse loudly helplessly.

Fortunately, when it was originally designed, it was going to the armored transport vehicle. There are insurance hooks in the compartment, and everyone got off the battlefield. Their good military literacy made them habitually tie their seat belts. Was thrown out by a sudden accident.

As soon as the van was overturned by a landmine, the gunshots rang out, 'da da da' and 'da da da'.

The bullet hit the bulletproof steel plate, and the sound of 'Ding Dang Dang Dang' echoed in the carriage.

The people of the Salamanga family were really well prepared this time. They were afraid that Sean had set the battlefield to kill them, so they came up with a way to intercept them halfway. They even used landmines, which instantly paralyzed Sean's mobility.

The gang actually has landmines, this is very American!

Several people in the car hurriedly removed the insurance on their bodies, swearing and preparing to fight, and the car was paralyzed by a gang of gangsters. Everyone felt very embarrassed.

The carriage rolled over, just with the roof facing to the side, he pulled the latch to open the sunroof, set up the submachine gun and started to fight back.

"Shit, this car seems to be bulletproof!" The Salamancans who saw the van being blown up were still happy just after the first chess game, but when they rushed halfway, they immediately yelled and cursed.

"Mojafake, is this an armored vehicle? Why the **** don't you drive a tank!" Eduardo Salamanga with a moustache had an ugly face. The van was converted into a bulletproof car, and the bullets hit the sparks and it was lively, but the other party opened the skylight and swept a shuttle of bullets over, almost scaring them to death.

This time, one side took the initiative to outflank and advance, while the other relied on the bulletproof van to stick to the spot. The two sides fought lively, but no casualties were seen.

It's just obvious that ~www.NovelMTL.com~ The Salamanga family's sneak attack plan failed, it was exposed, and Sean's side had nothing to lose. From the outsiders' point of view, they just lost a battle with Sean.

"Brother, what should I do?"

"Come around, these sloppy guys, I don't believe they can keep hiding." Eduardo Salamanga ordered, this is his best chance, if he can kill Sean's group and regain the territory , he will be able to take over the power of the Salamanga family logically, but he is not willing to give up like this.

On the other side, the sudden explosion made Sean stunned, "What sound?"

"Explosion, I can't hear the specific situation."

"Come on, catch up and have a look."

The vehicle accelerated, and after a few minutes without turning on the lights, the sound of intensive exchange of fire and the fire of the muzzle could be heard in the distance.

"Stop, just here, Jonas and the others don't seem to be doing anything. Surround them and try to destroy them." Sean gave an order, and before the car stopped, he pushed open the car door and rolled out.

Compared with combat literacy, gang members are just gang members, even the Mexican Pantox Group is no exception. Compared with serious American soldiers, they are indeed far worse.

The seven people of Sean, who were wearing camouflage uniforms, dispersed in a fan shape, and surrounded the place where the gunshots came from.

The only thing that makes Sean dissatisfied is that his command system is not yet in place, otherwise, he is sure to make the people of the Salamanga family look good in the first wave.

After approaching the target, he crawled forward quickly, trying not to expose himself as much as possible. The gunfire on the battlefield was chaotic and it was impossible to act in unison. Sean didn't wait for others, and directly set up the M16A2 assault rifle in his hand.

This is the rifle that the U.S. military began to change in the 1980s. They used this weapon in the Grenada battlefield before, and now it is even more handy.