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. "Dart called just now. He said that someone asked him to send you a message. He only mentioned that he was related to the Salamanga family."

"Sneaky, I don't see you!" Sean snorted.

"Why?" Bill asked without understanding.

The guy who wants to see him is nothing more than two possibilities, one is the enemy of Salamanga, and the other is the accomplice of Salamanga.

If it's an accomplice, then he either wants to reconcile, which I definitely won't agree with. As a noble person, a pure person, a person who is out of vulgar interests, I will never be merciless to these drug dealers. , Do justice for the sky, eliminate evil and do everything!

Or it is to induce himself to show up and set the battlefield to kill himself.

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

If he was an enemy of Sierramanga, then he had nothing to do with him. He, Sean, was a legal businessman who never did anything illegal, and he was 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 speech became more and more like a politician.

He went straight to the factory all the way, but was still stopped by people on the road for a while. At this critical moment, Sean must ensure that his lair will not be discovered for the time being.

Back at the factory, everyone was waiting here. Sean smiled and asked, "Jonas, how is your recovery?"

"Not bad." Jonas shrugged his shoulders with a smile, "At least I don't need Bill to hold the gun for me when I pee."

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

"This is really good news." Sean smiled and pulled out his chair and sat down. "From this point of view, you should be able to take on the work of collecting money."

"Of course!" Jonas said loudly, "The sons of whores sold me out a few days ago, this time I'm going to see who dares to sell me again, and then I must leave someone to me! "

Sean gasped...

Notify the gangs in Jersey City where they traded at night, and tell them to bring the one hundred thousand dollars they owed me last time, and Sean doesn’t need to worry about the rest. If you believe in the strength of the Salamanga family, you 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 unremarkable van was driving on the road north of Basek. This time, the transaction location was not in Jersey City, but a relatively remote northward place.

Everyone has some ideas in mind.

A few kilometers away, Xiao En and the others fell far away without driving lights. The people of the Seramanga family must be well prepared this time, and the manpower is limited. 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 he was surrounded, it was up to the other three to hold him back.

While driving, suddenly, there was a bang, and one side of the van was suddenly thrown up half a meter high. Still scrolling like crazy but doesn't work.

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

Fortunately, when it was originally designed, it was to go to the armored transport vehicle. There were safety hooks in the compartment, and everyone came down from the battlefield. Their good military literacy made them habitually wear safety belts. He was thrown away by a sudden accident.

As soon as the van was overturned by a landmine, there was a burst of gunfire, 'da da da', 'da da da'.

The bullet hit the bulletproof steel plate, and the sound of "nailing" echoed in the car.

The people of the Salamanga family were really well prepared this time, fearing that Sean's preset battlefield would kill them, they came up with a way to intercept them halfway, and even used landmines, which instantly paralyzed Sean's side's mobility.

Gangsters actually have landmines, this is so fucking American!

Several people in the car hastily unbuckled their insurance, swearing and preparing to fight, but the car was paralyzed by a gang of gangsters, and everyone felt very humiliated.

The carriage rolled over, just as the roof was facing one side, and the sunroof was opened by pulling the latch, and the submachine gun was set up and began to fight back.

"Shit, this car looks like it's bulletproof!" The Salamancan man was still happy to see the van being blown up just now, but he immediately started yelling when he rushed halfway.

"Mommy Falke, is this an armored vehicle? Why don't you drive a fucking tank!" Eduardo Seramanga with a mustache had an ugly expression on his face. Anyway, he did not expect this ordinary car The van was actually converted into a bulletproof car, and the bullets hit it with sparks flying all over to watch the excitement, but the other party opened the skylight and a shuttle of bullets swept over them, almost scaring them to death.

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

It's just obvious that the attack plan of the Salamanga family failed and was exposed, and Sean's side had nothing to lose. In the eyes of outsiders, they just lost a match with Sean.

"Brother, what should we do?"

"Come around, these bastards, I don't believe they can hide forever." Eduardo Seramanga ordered, this is his best chance, if he can get rid of Sean and his gang to regain the territory , he will be able to take over the power of the Salamanga family as a matter of course, and he is not willing to give up like this.

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

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

"Quick, hurry up and have a look."

The vehicle accelerated, and the headlights were still not turned on. A few minutes later, the sound of intensive firefights and muzzle flashes could be heard from a distance.

"Stop, right here, Jonas and the others seem to be fine, surround them and try to eliminate them." Sean gave an order, opened the door and rolled out before the car came to a complete stop.

Compared with combat literacy, gangsters are just gangsters, even the Mexican Pan-Drug Group is no exception, and they are indeed far worse than serious American soldiers.

The seven Xiao En, who were wearing camouflage uniforms, dispersed in a fan shape, and surrounded them towards the place where the gunshots came from.

The only thing that makes Xiao En dissatisfied is that his command system is not 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 quickly crawled forward, trying not to expose himself, the sound of gunfire on the battlefield was chaotic, and it was impossible to act in unison. Sean did not 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 refit in the 1980s. They used this weapon in the Grenada battlefield before, and it is even more handy now.