American Scandal King

Chapter 105 I don’t like people talking back
Ian in the shadow is like a god of death, or a performer of the song of death.

He stood quietly in the corner, his consciousness like a hand, quickly manipulating the target in his vision.

One shot, one!
Ian's attack was simple but deadly. The reason for the chaotic gunfire was that the other gang members fired indiscriminately out of great fear.

The entire block was filled with bullets and cries of pain filled the sky.

"No!"

"I can't see that guy!"

"Who is attacking us?"

"Oh my god, my gun..."

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Amidst the crazy shouts, the fatal gunshots continued to be heard. The only thing that determined how long he would survive was Ian's "hand speed".

Some gangsters also ran to the streets and fell down on the long street, wailing.

More people lay on the ground in fear, trembling and crying.

Finally, the gunfire stopped.

The streets and houses were littered with dead bodies.

There were a few people still alive, mostly street prostitutes. Ian didn't kill them, but some of them were killed by the gang's random shooting.

The streets at this time were completely plunged into darkness.

No one could see the enemy, but the smell of blood filled the sky.

After confirming that there were few people left alive, Ian picked up the phone and said, "Philip, you can come over now. Let Kreps send a few people to protect you."

As he spoke, he walked out of the shadows and onto the long street.

Wearing a bowler hat and a black windbreaker, Ian seemed to have returned to the 20s and s, when gangs were at their most rampant.

He walked on the road, step by step towards the residence of the madman Kit.

Shiny leather shoes made crisp sounds on the deserted street.

When he reached the front of the house, Ian stood behind the wall, reached out and knocked on the door: "I'm coming in."

Gunshots rang out, and the already dilapidated door was once again riddled with holes.

Ian stood behind the wall and sighed softly: "Don't be so nervous, man. Fear will make you lose your judgment. If you have read my news, you will know that I killed those bastards in the hotel last time because they ran out of bullets."

"Ian Carr?"

"Ian Carr!"

Shouts of fear and excitement were heard in the house at the same time.

boom!
The lights suddenly came on again, illuminating the house.

Ian walked slowly into the house and saw corpses everywhere.

Kit was busy changing his magazine. At his feet were several tied-up women, one of whom was Catherine.

What shocked Ian was that two of the tied-up women were actually...

I go!

Jessica Alba?

Amanda Seyfried?
What the hell!

Why are they here?

They were not kidnapped in the original time and space.

Well, maybe it's the details that change.

Quickly composing himself, Ian smiled at Kit as if he didn't know them.

Kit hurriedly reloaded the magazine and grabbed Catherine to block her in front of him: "Don't come over, I will kill her!"

Ian curled his lips: "I'm not familiar with her."

Catherine looked at Ian in horror.

Did he do this?
Ian Carr did it?

Kit yelled, "How many of you are here?"

Ian sneered contemptuously: "Just me."

"This is impossible!" Kit shouted.

Ian raised his head and laughed, "Ah! That's the problem. Crazy Kit, if you were given a choice, would you rather face one person who killed all your men, or face a group of people who killed your men? I mean, this result is already doomed and cannot be changed, so would you rather face one person, or a group of people?"

Kit looked at Ian in horror.

Ian was very familiar with this look, after all, Kreps had the same look back then.

But his luck was obviously no better than Kreps'.

Ian laughed and said, "You hurt my friend, Kit. I once asked Kreps to send you a message. At that time, I thought we could talk. But you rejected my olive branch, so I had to meet you in another way." He looked at Catherine and smiled, "You always think you are so self-righteous."

Then he looked at Catherine's lower body and frowned: "Are you scared?"

Catherine roared, "It's water! It's water!"

Kat hit Catherine on the head with the butt of the gun: "Shut up!"

Catherine was silent in grief and anger.

So Ian laughed: "It's really interesting. You are not afraid of me, but afraid of him, while he is afraid of me. But unfortunately, I am not afraid of you, Miss Catherine. This matter cannot be closed."

Catherine yelled, “Ian Carr, what on earth do you want to do?”

Ian just looked at the camera on his chest. It was on, recording everything, but it was rarely used.

Then he smiled and said, "Nothing, I just want Mr. Kit to pay for what he did."

He looked at Kit and said, "Where is your safe? Put all your money..."

Git pointed the gun at Ian and said, "Go to hell!"

He kept pulling the trigger.

But no bullet came out of the gun.

Kit was stunned.

how come?
Ian picked up a gun from the corpse underground, strode over, and went straight to Kit. He passed Catherine with the gun and shot him in the arm.

"Ahhh!!!" Kit shouted, hugging his arms.

Ian kicked his gun away and said casually, "Why do you have to make a habit of putting the safety on when you change the magazine? It's not a good habit."

"I didn't!" Kit yelled.

boom!
Another shot, this time hitting one of his legs.

Ian said seriously, "I usually talk back to others, but I don't like being talked back to."

Kat yelled, "Well I have!"

He knelt on the ground, twitching in pain.

Ian said coldly: "Then, could you please open your safe?"

Kit wailed as he entered the room.

On this side, Ian had already untied the women.

The girls excitedly threw themselves into Ian's arms: "Oh my God, you saved us!"

These girls were kidnapped from all over the place by gangs... well, it's basically like Operation: Hurricane Rescue, except that the girls don't have secret agent dads. But luckily, they met Ian Carr.

Looking at Ian at this moment, everyone was so excited that they almost knelt down.

Especially Jessica Alba, she is only 20 years old now, but unlike Kate Beckinsale, although she has not yet starred in the movies that made her famous, she is already very famous in the United States.

At this moment, she was rubbing Ian crazily with her beautiful body.

Ian tried hard to calm himself. After countless times of being seen through the eyes of beautiful women, Ian could control his reactions almost perfectly.

He comforted her kindly: "Don't worry, you are all safe."

I felt a little sorry inside. What a bullshit operation! I thought it was drug trafficking, but it turned out to be human trafficking.

Although this was a lucrative business for Kit, it was worthless to Ian - if he got the drugs, he could give them to Kreps, but the girls couldn't give them to him.

Uh, when it comes to Jessica Alba and Amanda Seyfried, is my way of thinking a little too...straight?
At this moment, while comforting the five girls, Ian glared at Catherine and said, "You ruined my plan, you damn woman."

He did not untie Catherine, leaving her the only person still tied up.

Catherine yelled, "Untie me!"

Ian shook his head slightly. “I usually talk back to others and don’t like being talked back to.”

Catherine's heart trembled, and she dared not say anything more.

After all, just as he said this, Kit was shot.

Kit's voice came from the room: "It's open, you can come and take it."

Ian strolled in.

Next to the safe, seeing Ian coming in, Kit suddenly took out a gun from the safe and pointed it at Ian, grinning, "I definitely didn't use the safety this time."

He pulled the trigger.

No sound again.

Kit stared at the gun in confusion.

Ian pointed the gun at his forehead: "Your eyesight is poor, and your memory is disordered."

A bullet pierced his forehead.

(End of this chapter)