Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 342 [Madman Krenzo]

Gunshots heralded the start of the rainy night.

The guns that Krenzo and his men carried were all enhanced by Ethan, with bullet capacity far exceeding that of ordinary firearms, and their accuracy and strength were completely extraordinary.

So even on such a humid, hot, and sticky summer night, they can accurately hit their target and kill it instantly.

The first shot fired by Krenzo took down an enemy.

The sudden attack startled the wolves, former allies who had just been marching through the night, and they began searching for the enemy.

At the same time, they also subconsciously started calling on their friends and acquaintances.

This was the moment Cronzio had been waiting for.

When they finally got together...

The Winster typewriter began to hum incessantly throughout the night.

People fell down like grass.

Even though these people received weapons and equipment from above before setting off, which theoretically made them quite capable in combat, they still fell down one after another in front of truly well-trained people.

"There's no challenge."

Krenzo watched this scene and said with some boredom.

He naturally knew in advance what kind of people the enemy was.

Describing them as a rabble wouldn't be wrong; they were just a bunch of guys who had just landed and couldn't even get enough to eat.

But when the fight actually started, he discovered that these people were much weaker than he had imagined.

Or perhaps, they are just too strong?

"Be careful."

Just then, Aaron, who had been following Krenzo, suddenly lowered his head and growled in a low voice.

The next moment, a bullet grazed Krenzo's scalp.

"Is there still an ambush?"

Krenzo, who had just had a cheek kiss with Death, didn't seem to feel anything at all. He grinned and quickly located the gunman's position.

The other party was also very cunning, and was clearly targeting the guys he had just killed, waiting until he finished firing before suddenly making their move.

These people were already considered cannon fodder.

"He doesn't seem like someone from that run-down place."

Krenzo made a random guess.

Those who have this kind of mindset can at least be considered elite.

And indeed, the person who fired the shot was one of Aquaman Lockerbie's men.

They are the main force today.

Seeing that the shot had missed, they were about to send the cannon fodder to their deaths and then try again in another location.

As a result, the gunman saw the spot he had just been aiming at. A guy who looked like a teenager jumped out, carrying a Winster typewriter, and his attitude was really too arrogant.

The gunman sneered and was about to aim and fire again.

The other party showed no fear whatsoever, laughing loudly as he began firing in his direction: "Come on, come out and fight like a man, instead of hiding in the gutter?"

The Winster typewriter exploded again.

That reckless attitude forced the gunman to dodge.

Of course, it was also because, for some reason, the opponent's Winster typewriter seemed to have a longer range and was more powerful than usual.

“He’s a reckless kid, you take care of him.”

The gunman was forced to retreat, but his emotions did not change much. He calmly passed on information to his companion.

His companion was not far away; if the kid kept chasing him, he would fall into his companion's guns.

This kind of hothead thinks that risking one's life is being ruthless, but little does he know that such people are the ones who die the fastest.

Today, let's teach him the most fatal lesson.

He dodged to another hard-to-aim spot in a flash, taking a few cannon fodder with him as well.

A normal person would stop pursuing at this point.

Aaron was a normal person too; he was already yelling at Krenzo, "Come back! Come back now!" That kid is definitely crazy.

He's met all sorts of crazy people before; he's seen all kinds of people in this line of work. But he's never seen anyone as young and crazy as this kid.

The bullets continued to spray forward.

They were about to catch up with the gunman.

Just then, from a dark corner on the side, a shot came with incredible precision and ruthlessness.

That shot was fatal.

The other side worked together very well, using one person as bait while the other calmly waited for the prey to fall into the trap.

This is definitely a partnership that has been working together for a long time.

Aaron's strength is not too weak, especially after joining the Poletta family. After going through many ups and downs, he successfully rose to the rank of a third-level underground baron.

He had a keen sense of danger; he knew that this shot was dangerous, extremely dangerous.

So the instant his pupils constricted, he rushed out.

He was well aware of his mission in being transferred to the capital: to protect the young man in front of him.

Even if he dies, this kid can't die.

But the bullets were too fast; there was no time to react.

He watched as the bullet came so close to Krenzo's neck.

then.

The next second, Krenzo still didn't retreat; he charged forward and fired at the bullet.

He actually walked past the bullet almost grazing its edge.

That insidious bullet only drew a line of blood on his neck.

"Don't be afraid, Aaron, I can hear the bullets breathing."

He seemed to know Aaron's condition and even made a sarcastic remark.

"Who's scared?"

Aaron said something, then couldn't help but mutter another curse under his breath.

He was really being driven to the brink of a nervous breakdown by this madman; he even began to admit that he was no match for the kid.

No wonder Ethan values ​​him so much.

Krenzo's relentless pursuit paid off; the gunman who had initially thought he could trap Krenzo was instead chased and killed.

As for his companion, after firing that shot that he thought would definitely hit, he relaxed for a moment.

It was this relaxation that allowed him to be tracked down by Cronz.

So both of them died.

Krenzo seemed unsatisfied and continued to press forward.

Aaron had no choice but to press forward as well.

This led to the sudden interruption of the once-dense offensive by the former allies.

Because Krenzo and Aaron weren't just two people; they also had a group of people behind them.

This group of people and their teamwork were extremely seamless, so they immediately took up a more advantageous position as they advanced.

The war began with a near-overwhelming outcome.

Even if it's just a small crushing defeat.

This seems to set the stage for the entire battle tonight.

The outcome seems to be already decided.

"Fight back."

Seeing his men hesitant to advance, Molen, who had just arrived on the battlefield, immediately roared in anger.

Tonight might be his last night, and he doesn't want that to happen.

He wanted to continue dancing on stage.

(End of this chapter)