Chapter 952

With his mind turning, gusman hesitated between killing Norman and holding on to his business.

All five people in Norman's group are here.

If he wants to start, he has to kill Norman's five DEA agents together. He can't afford DEA's revenge.

Norman looked at him and laughed.

Slowly, he took out an iron box about the size of a third of his hand from his chest. He put it in his ear and shook it, listening to the sound of the slight impact.

Opened the small iron box, he took one of the seven or eight capsules, stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it.

After a while, he slowly raised his head, twisted his shoulders back and forth a few times, his face became ruddy, and the pain in his left arm gradually subsided.

He lowered his head and looked at gusman on the opposite side: "take out the payment. Otherwise, I'll call someone to kill you all! "

The anger in gusman's heart, which was about to be suppressed by the reality, leaped up: "you..."

All of a sudden, a series of sirens sounded, and the speed of approaching here.

People on both sides were stunned and looked out of the window.

Gusman slapped the table and stood up. "Norman, you want to eat black!"

Norman was stunned and immediately laughed scornfully: "no culture."

There was a little brother behind gusman who couldn't help but lean into his ear: "boss, black eating black won't make a note."

Gusman's feverish head woke up a little bit, and he thought he was overreacting.

Norman said again at the moment: "forget it, you fool, or die early! I'll take someone to your house tomorrow and kill you and your two daughters who are the same as those in the green pool! "

At last, gusman could not help but suppress his anger, and suddenly a voice of "kill him" was loud in his mind.

He roared, "Hua q! Go to hell! Kill him for me. "

In the roar, gusman pulled a pistol out of his waist and faced himself McGee fired a shot.

He is turning his head, trying to persuade Norman, his eldest brother, not to stimulate McGee of the other side any more. Without any chance of reaction, there is an extra hole in his head, and he will rush to the streets in an instant.

Gusman's sudden outburst caught everyone off guard - except Norman.

He seems to have seen through everything for a long time. With a strange smile, he suddenly pulled out the left wheel from his waist.

Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa!

Six shots in a row, all on gusman.

However, gusman, who shot Mackey first, fell behind a step, only had time to shoot Norman in the stomach, and they fell back and forth.

The two eldest brothers are like the burst shooting of a duel in a cowboy movie, which makes people on both sides stunned for almost half a second.

Then, all people drink and scold one after another, and their hands touch the handle of the gun.

Pa Pa Pa! Bang bang!

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"Ah ah!"

The sound of gunshots mingled, and the smell of gunsmoke almost instantly filled the room.

Ten seconds later, everyone in the room fell to the ground.

The room suddenly quieted down from the great noise.

Most of the gang members and DEA agents were convulsed and groaned feebly.

Only one person slowly got up from the ground.

Norman looked around at the group of people lying down, and suddenly laughed, "Damn it, you all damn it."

After saying this, he staggered a few steps and leaned against the wall: "mine, these are mine. The money is mine and the goods are mine. Ha ha ha ha. "

A moment ago, a patrol car was on its way to the scene of the gunfight in the upper city.

"You don't have to pick me up. I've hitchhiked," a man in the leading car called with a walkie talkie

Saying this, he looked at a policeman in the back seat with a wry smile: "sorry, man, I just crashed my car and sent it to the maintenance department."

What can the patrol say.

He knew the copilot on this guy.

Many people in the New York police have heard the name of this guy, and this patrolman is no exception.

Even when he was a policeman, he was largely "implicated" by this guy.

"Just call me Kenny, Constable John McLean," the constable said

John: OK, Kenny. When you get to the place, you should find a place to hide. Don't stand in the middle of the road, do you understand? "

Kenny: "we've learned how to deal with large-scale gun battles, Sergeant McLean."

John's face remained the same and his mouth was cocked. "How many guns have you been shot? Do you know how many shots a man can take

Kenny: OK, I'll hide. "

They had just finished speaking when they heard a lot of gunfire.

John looked almost subconsciously to the left of the street and raised his hand all the time: "is there a gunfight here? Behind that apartment building. "As soon as the patrol driver turned the steering wheel, he rushed into the street and turned around to the apartment building at the back, followed by three police cars.

More than ten minutes later, John came out of the apartment with an inexplicable look on his face.

Touching a small camera on his chest, he took out his cell phone and began to call: "boss, I have a little trouble here."

Dustin reluctantly looked away from Jennifer's lawyer: "say."

Especially, it's not easy for him to find a chance to be lazy all night! This damn John!

Jennifer's lawyer pulled his cheek with a smile, stood up and walked to the bathroom.

Dustin watched the swaying steps, swallowed his saliva, and his ever steady heart thumped.

But there was bad news in the receiver near his ear, which made his heart beat a beat: "I found a pile of bodies here, including four DEA agents, six of whom should be traffickers. There is only one senior DEA agent, Norman Stanfield, who is seriously injured. "

"What's the matter?" Dustin's attention immediately turned away from Jennifer, not noticing a gap in the bathroom door.

As John looked around, he began to speak in a low voice.

Dustin, listening to his report, got up from the bed and began to dress with his head askew, holding the phone.

A few minutes later, Dustin gave Jennifer a kiss with a shower gel thrown by her lawyer in fright. Then he said that if there was a case to go, he would run out of the room.

It took Jennifer a long time to shake her head. "This is work."

Of course she couldn't blame Dustin.

In fact, it wasn't once or twice that she had left Dustin alone in the air.

When she put on the shower gel again, she murmured thoughtfully, "what's the case this time? I don't know if it will be handed over to me. "

When the words came out, she immediately shook her head: "what do you think! Reyes's woman won't let me get the big case easily, unless she wants me to carry the pot. "

It was night, New York Police Department was in a state of chaos, but Luke and Selena had entered a sweet dream.

In the morning, Luke was summoned to the police station by Dustin.