American Scandal King

Chapter 303 Excellent Warrior

Night falls.

Ian broke free from the three girls surrounding him.

Gal Gadot felt Ian's departure, but said nothing.

She knew Ian's habits, so she had to take action now.

So she just asked softly: "Can you come back today?"

"If everything goes well, it should be possible." Ian stood in front of the mirror, put on his clothes, and adjusted his appearance.

Then he walked out of the room and out of the mansion.

At the door, Brydeson and Van Nistelrooy were already waiting for him in the car.

After getting in the car, no one spoke and they drove out.

The car drove away from Beverly Hills, went along the street to the suburbs, and stopped after reaching an empty and dilapidated neighborhood.

Not long after, a man came over.

Ilse Crawshaw.

Ian opened the car door, and Ilzer got in. He said, "It's the third one from the front."

The car continued to move forward and stopped twenty meters away from the dilapidated residence.

Ian used all his eyesight to look and smiled slightly.

He said, "Ilze, do you want to do something?"

Ilze chuckled and nodded: "Okay."

Bridson suddenly said, "I'm going too."

Ian hummed.

So the three of them got out of the car, Ilze and Brydeson moved towards the house opposite, while Van Nistel followed them with a camera held high.

In the room, Ambridge's two companions, Tom and Bruno, were happily counting their money.

The room was filled with gold, jewelry, diamonds, US dollars, and debt, which was dazzling.

"It's a pity for Ambridge, I'm going to miss him," Tom laughed.

"I will too. As a token of my remembrance of him, I will spend his share well." Bruno laughed.

Tom drank and said, “Do you think Ian Karl will come after us?”

Bruno shook his head repeatedly. "I don't think he would dare. This was something he planned. He wouldn't want the world to know that a big business owner participated in a bank robbery, would he?"

Tom laughed and said, "Sometimes I really can't understand him. He is so rich, but he still robs banks."

Bruno curled his lips: "This is what rich people are like. The richer they are, the greedier they are."

Tom nodded slightly. "Yeah, the richer you are, the greedier you become. Bruno, don't you think it would be better to divide it between one person and two people?"

Bruno was stunned: "What did you say?"

Tom had already raised his gun: "Sorry, brother."

boom!
Bruno fell headfirst.

He didn't expect that the other party would shoot at him.

I am your good brother!!!
Putting away his gun, Tom sneered as he put away everything, muttering to himself, "How am I supposed to spend all this money? Sunshine, beaches, beauties, sports cars... I can never spend it all, I can never spend it all!"

boom!
The sound of a door breaking was heard.

Tom reacted quickly and shot at the door immediately.

Just as Bridson was about to shoot, he saw the gun pointed at him and his expression changed: "Fuck!"

He quickly hid behind the wall as bullets whizzed past his face.

Tom yelled, "Who?"

Before he could respond, there was a loud thud and the sound of something heavy falling.

Then came Ilze's voice: "It's done, come in."

Brydeson looked up and saw that Tom had fainted and Ilse was stepping on him.

He came in through the back door and took down the guy with one punch.

Brydeson shrugged. "It was because I attracted his attention that you had the chance to succeed."

Ilze smiled and said, "When he killed his companions, it meant he had a gun in his hand. You should have been alert earlier. If it were me, I wouldn't give him this opportunity."

Brydeson spread his hands and said, "Well, you're a special forces soldier, and I'm just a driver."

He turned to look at Van Nistel and asked, "Did you take the picture?"

Van Nistelrooy shook his head. "It wasn't in time. Everything happened too fast. But it doesn't matter. This part is unlikely to be used. The highlight is not here."

Suddenly noticing something, he turned around and saw Ian standing at the door with a gloomy expression.

There was a gleam of anger in his eyes.

"Boss?" The three were stunned.

Ian took a long breath. "Everything is messed up, those two damn bastards. Luckily I took photos in advance... It will take me a long time to sort them out. My time is very valuable!"

As he said that, he turned and walked out: "Pack up and take all the people and things away!" The three of them quickly packed up and after they were done, two of them came out carrying large and small bags, a living person and a dead person.

Ilze also drove a car and put the things and people in two cars.

They drove forward.

The car didn't drive too far before it arrived at a long street.

The long street is still dilapidated and there are not many residents. In a few houses in the middle, you can vaguely see lights and swaying figures.

Ian looked around the house and said, "There are four people in the left room and five people in the right room. You two take care of the ones on the left, and I'll take care of the ones on the right."

Ilze was surprised: "Boss, how did you know?"

Van Nistelrooy smiled and said, "That's the boss's skill. He has the unparalleled insight of a god-level reporter. He can analyze the smallest details and get the result without any mistakes. You'll get used to it in the future."

The four of them got off the car and went about their business.

Ian went to the house on the right, took his gun, put on the silencer, and then he went to a side window.

The thread entered, unlocked the window, and Ian reached in.

shot.

Three gunshots rang out, and the people in the room died.

Then he climbed in through the window, entered the room, and walked down the hallway.

Two bearded men were talking in the living room. Ian walked along the wall and was about to shoot when he heard a gunshot not far away.

It's Bridson and Ilzer's side.

The sudden burst of gunfire made the two bearded men grab their guns at the same time.

Ian sighed, stepped forward and said, "Hi!"

The well-trained Chechen militants did not look back foolishly, but fired back directly.

But the bullet failed to fire.

Ian fired several bursts of shots, and the two men fell to the ground at the same time, their eyes filled with horror.

There were hurried footsteps upstairs. Ian was about to shoot when his expression suddenly changed: "Shit!"

He suddenly rushed forward and released the invisible giant.

A grenade rolled down the corridor, and exploded with a huge blast.

When the anger died down, Ian lay on the ground motionless.

Two bearded men have walked down from above.

One of them looked at the situation in the living room with a grim expression, while the other one went to turn over Ian's body.

Ian turned around, pointed his gun at the other person, and said with a smile: "You are so powerful but you are not used to re-shooting?"

flutter!
The man had a bloody hole on his forehead and fell on Ian.

Another bearded man yelled at Ian and fired, but once again encountered the embarrassment of the safety going off.

Ian raised his hand and fired two shots to kill the other party. Seeing that all five of them were gone, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Damn it, be careful when cheating!"

Fortunately, I have multiple cheats, including perspective and the invisible giant, otherwise I would have been doomed.

I really didn't expect these Chechens to react so fiercely and throw grenades without considering the situation.

Much better than those ordinary gangs.

After finishing the battle here, Ian walked out of the room in a cool manner.

There's still a fight going on next door.

Although Brydeson and Ilzer were both good shooters, the Chechens were extremely alert and the two were unable to gain the upper hand.

Ian crossed his arms and asked, "How is it?"

Brydeson shouted, "Killed one. Damn, those guys reacted quickly, much better than MS13 and the like. Their only weakness is their small numbers!"

Ian smiled and said, "Do you want my help?"

Just as Brydeson was about to answer, Ilzer angrily said, "No need. Watch me!"

He was angry.

I am the boss's bodyguard, a death warrior!
As a result, the boss managed to handle five by himself, but the two of us couldn’t handle four?