North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI

The night is dark.

Bang bang bang~

A group of people knelt on the cold ground with their heads lowered. Regardless of the numbness of their knees, they just kept hitting their swollen faces, as if this method could give them a sense of security.

In front of them, a man with a round head rested his head on the ground, his back was arched, and his whole body was shaking. A bloody knife tip penetrated his abdomen, and the ground was bloody. He actually endured the pain and committed suicide by seppuku.

This way of dying is extremely painful.

In ancient times, there would often be a person standing by with a broadsword, who would cut off the head of the person committing seppuku in time to relieve the other person's pain. This could be regarded as fulfilling the samurai spirit of the person committing seppuku.

The reason why Wanzitou is so awesome is certainly not because of his strong willpower.

Simply because times have changed.

Before committing seppuku, he injected himself with medicine in advance.

But even so.

The physical pain and mental panic of Maruko Samurai almost reached the limit.

The prisoner on the stage has rich experience.

Seeing the trembling head and body of the Maruko warrior, he stepped forward without any hesitation. The double rib knives on his waist flashed a cold light under the moonlight, and blood rose into the sky like a fountain.

A twisted and ferocious head, Gululu was spinning on the ground.

The sock warrior's eyes widened and he blinked slightly. He only had time to sigh before his consciousness completely sank into darkness:

What a fast knife!

The samurai head of Maruko was decapitated with a single blow.

The prisoner gently shook the sword in his hand. The moonlight was like running water, and the blood was smeared with blood mist. It was not occupied by any blood, and it regained its previous inconspicuous appearance of dark silver.

Click~

Sheath the sword.

The man raised his head on the ground, a trace of bloodlust flashed deep in his eyes.

This kind of pressure is like a puppet, taking the sharp tip of the knife into one's own body bit by bit. Most people will stretch their minds to the limit.

At this time, a knife kills the owl.

The fountains formed by the rapidly flowing blood are truly the most beautiful scenery in the world.

It's a pity that this is not the Warring States Period.

Otherwise, he would definitely appreciate this beautiful scenery every day.

The man took a deep breath of the fishy smell that filled the air, and his breath sank in his Dantian. He made a sound like muffled thunder, interrupting the self-mutilation of everyone in the yard: "The black-skinned pig killed Team Leader Yamamoto and was rescued. He was greatly injured." You have damaged the face of our Yamaguchi-gumi, now I will select three warriors from among you and kill their families to show it."

The majestic Xiao Baga has not yet finished speaking.

Bang~

Gunshots suddenly came from the front hall.

This sudden change caused the man's expression to change slightly.

Don't wait for his reaction.

Bang~

The inferior wooden sliding door was lifted by someone's kick.

A group of gunmen wearing pale white masks poured into the courtyard one after another. In just a short while, they killed all the young Luo Luo who were on guard duty in the front hall.

This group of people said nothing, acted extremely ruthlessly, and would kill anyone they saw with their guns raised.

A group of boys kneeling on the ground either wanted to stand up to resist or run away, but their legs had long been numb because they had been kneeling for too long. They actually watched bullets pierce through their bodies and those of their companions around them.

The screams were painful and short-lived.

in a blink.

The Japanese-style garden, which is not that big, is already full of corpses.

"idiot!"

Seeing this scene, the prison man advanced instead of retreating. He held a pair of wooden clogs on his short legs, and the shadows of his legs were intertwined. He actually rushed towards the group of intruding gunmen at an extremely fast speed. At the same time, two moon disks flashed, turning into Cross and slash towards the two gunmen at the front.

Da da da~

Accompanied by a burst of short bursts of ejaculation.

A stream of blood mist exploded from the back of the little short leg.

Wait until you land.

This master of Shenju Double Sword Style fell to the ground, twitched twice, and then went to see their Amaterasu.

"he tui!"

A mouthful of thick phlegm was spat on the unknown master's face.

Under the mask, Lawrence's face was full of disdain.

What era is it?

Still playing with knives?

Country bumpkin!

He looked at the other masked man who was shooting.

This person is Dean.

His mask is a little different from others. There is an extra lens like a lens in one eye, and an inconspicuous light is constantly sliding through it.

This is Xiaomi's remote technical support.

through the wafer.

Dean saw a string of bloody letters: zero!

This means that all the people in this Yamaguchi-gumi stronghold have been killed by them.

Dean glanced down at his watch and waved.

A group of gunmen poured oil and lit a fire, without saying a word, and disappeared into the Japanese garden again.

Before leaving.

A gun was 'accidentally' dropped to the ground.

On it, there is the fingerprint of a small gang leader who had a conflict with the Yamaguchi-gumi and narrowly escaped.

The boss has died.

However, his fingerprints will still become the biggest direction guide for this attack.

Like it or not.

under diplomatic pressure.

Dean believed that the officials in Los Angeles would cooperate and summarize today's action as a simple gang fight, and finally talk about some nonsense about maintaining law and order, and the matter would be over on the surface.

The breeze blows.

Blossoming pink cherry blossom petals are falling on the scarlet ground, the color is charming

This scene is just the beginning.

rather than the end.

Dean's convoy passed by a group of police cars with flashing lights and headed towards the suburbs.

Maybe it's to show off your identity.

Or keep it secret for privacy and security reasons.

Several small Japanese families, the main clan members, all live in Japanese-style courtyards built in the suburbs, and are patrolled day and night by professional security guards with special dogs.

But in terms of tight security, it can't compare to a military base.

Dean can even break into a military base by himself, not to mention that Little Mac has controlled all communications and found out all the surveillance marked by personnel in advance.

How can these people imagine this?

It was originally for safety monitoring, but now it brought danger to their lives.

And the communication was unknowingly blocked, which also led to the destruction of their most powerful Yamaguchi group. They still did not receive the news, but they held a dinner leisurely, drank sake, and admired the swaying figures of the dancers. .

There are many members of these small Japanese families, including men, women, old and young. Although most of them are in the manor, the people are relatively scattered, and it is not as easy to deal with as the Yamaguchi group.

But Dean has a clear goal.

In this action, he wanted to take the opportunity to destroy the members of the Yamaguchi family who were most hostile to him!

Under his leadership, a group of people had clear goals and overwhelming momentum. As long as someone stood in the way, they would fall in a pool of blood. Those security experts did not even have a chance to fight back, and were sniped by Dean one by one. Kill to death.

Under this terrifying efficiency.

They quickly tore a hole in the security circle and arrived inside the Yamaguchi family's manor.

By the time the group of people at the banquet tried to escape, it was already too late.

"Kill them all!"

"Leave no one behind!"

Dean waved his hand, and the gunman behind him rushed in. Regardless of whether he was a man or a woman, an old man or a child, he pulled the trigger without any hesitation and launched a saturation attack.

"Dean!"

Lawrence's eyes widened as he watched this scene.

Those people in the Yamaguchi group before were all bastards who licked blood from their swords, and he didn't feel any psychological pressure when killing.

But in front of me

Dean then flicked the muzzle of his gun and shot three times in succession, hitting the heads of the three bodyguards who rushed to the courtyard from the side. He said expressionlessly: "Lawrence, do you remember what we found at the Yamaguchi Group before?"

Lawrence opened his mouth, sighed finally, and walked out of the yard.

When they arrived at the Yamaguchi-gumi side, they found that photos of Harry, Harry's mother, Harry's daughter, and him were pinned to a large foam blackboard. The purpose was self-evident.

If they hadn't struck first, they would have been stronger.

Lawrence didn't dare to think about the consequences of being suddenly assassinated by a group of people.

It's just that he is not as cruel as Dean after all, so he can only turn a blind eye and choose to acquiesce.

Dean glanced at Lawrence's back and turned his sight to the crowd again. His eyes were stern, without any glimmer of humanity in sight.

He seemed to have returned to the training island in his previous life where countless corpses of his companions were buried.

For survival.

He's done so many horrific things.

It's just a mere annihilation.

After Dean tore through the fragile softness in his heart, the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood in front of him could not stir his mood at all.

Cut the grass without eradicating its roots, but it will grow again when the spring breeze blows.

It’s no wonder they were born into this family!

It's strange that these little guys have provoked me!

A group of unprepared flesh and blood bodies, baptized by the torrent of bullets, had no effect except desperate wailing.

It didn't take more than a minute.

The entire banquet scene became a scene of purgatory.

Dean glanced at the watch on his hand and said in a cold voice: "From left to right, shoot again one by one, and shoot all of them in the head!"

So cruel and bloody.

Even these well-trained gunmen couldn't help but feel terrified.

They said nothing and obeyed orders.

Dean stepped forward to confirm the identities of the deceased one by one.

After confirming that all the core members of the Yamaguchi family died here, they set a fire and rushed directly to the seaside outside Los Angeles with the people covered in the smell of blood.

When the police received a call for help from these little Japanese benzene, they arrived.

In addition to the bodies lying on the ground, there was also a group of frightened and crying little Baga, nothing was found.

There are dedicated personnel at sea to assist you.

Dean and Lawrence watched the group of gunmen get on the boat and disappear from sight, then drove a pickup truck prepared in advance and returned to the city with the "game" prepared in the compartment.

in the car.

Lawrence hesitated to speak.

Dean took out the pipe that Nell gave him from his pocket, lit it, and took a few puffs before the cold feeling on his body slowly dissipated.

He returned to being the Inspector Dean who was kind and talkative to his colleagues: "Lawrence, man, what's wrong? You're not usually so coquettish."

Hearing Dean's familiar teasing.

Lawrence also lit a cigarette, took a few deep puffs, and then said in a low voice, "I thought you were going to silence those gunmen just now. I even turned on the gun safety."

Dean rolled his eyes: "Don't be stupid, Lawrence, you know me, I will never attack my own people, but don't ask where I got those gunmen, it's my secret!"

Although I am worried that if the gunmen leave, there will be a risk of leaking secrets.

But Dean's words made Lawrence's tense and heavy heart finally relax.

yes.

Although Dean looked scarier than those serial murderers just now, this was because those people threatened the lives of himself, Harry, and their family.

He cared so much about us brothers that he reacted like this.

Think about it this way.

Lawrence felt a little guilty for his previous reaction.

FK!

I am really not a toy!

Dean heard that his brother was being bullied. Without saying a word, he took the risk and led himself to eliminate the threat, but he reacted that way!

He slapped himself.

"Dean, I'm sorry, I just thought you were a little too cruel." Lawrence's face was full of guilt, and the two pieces of flesh on his face also twitched.

Dean shrugged: "Don't be like this, Lawrence, we are brothers!"

"kindness!"

Lawrence nodded heavily: "We will be brothers for life!"

Taking advantage of the darkness to escape on the boat.

A group of gunmen who had just completed many massacres threw their masks and pistols into the sulfuric acid barrels on the ship. While eating the food prepared in advance, they looked at the conditions of their companions around them.

Do not know why.

Almost everyone's face turned pale.

This kind of whiteness is different from their skin color, but the kind of whiteness that has lost its blood color.

Finished the food.

Cigarettes were handed out.

a long time.

A capable old man who looked to be fifty years old sighed: "I just thought that we were going to be killed by that butcher-like employer. Fortunately, I overthought it. After getting the commission this time, I am going to go to Dongfang." Spend the rest of your life in the small country on the other side.”

He rarely divulges his own information.

But in this operation, although the tall employer showed no hostility towards them, the other party's terrifying shooting skills and cold tone put a lot of psychological pressure on him, a veteran.

The old man wanted to calm down his mood again by talking.

How to know.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the others couldn't help but talk about their feelings.

"I just kept touching the gun. I don't know why, but when that guy's eyes were swept over me, I couldn't help but think of the way that beast looked at me when I was knocked down by a North American gray wolf when I was a kid."

There were also people who were far away from Dean, who chuckled and said disdainfully: "Hey, guys, are you kidding me? We are all made of flesh and blood, so scared, and that guy is not ready to take back the firearms on us, which shows that I never thought about silence, but you are actually worried, tsk~"

The two sides began to argue.

Sudden.

The old man's ears twitched slightly.

He seemed to hear an uneasy sound in the whistling sea breeze.

"Shut up!"

He suddenly stood up and yelled at everyone.

The people who were arguing were a little confused by his actions, and couldn't help but turn their attention to this old man in his fifties.

However, the old man ignored the fierce and unkind looks of these people and lay directly on the board of the boat. Then his pupils shrank violently, and he jumped up and threw himself towards the sea.

next moment.

Boom~

A horrific explosion exploded on the sea, tearing apart the hull of the ship and the unresponsive gunners.

The old man was in the air, and his mind suddenly recalled the way the tall man looked at them when he sent them to the boat: cold and unwavering, as if he was looking at a group of corpses.

A bitter smile appeared on his lips.

The next moment, orange-red flames exploded, tearing him apart and swallowing him.

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