RNP Chapter 181: Start Killing Directly
Chapter 181: Start Killing Directly
The two foreigners realized what was happening and tried to draw their guns, but it was too late.
Two gunshots rang out, and the two foreigners threw their heads back and fell asleep with a thud.
Old Mo pushed open the car door and got out, his handgun now replaced with a submachine gun.
Before firing, throw two grenades.
Old Mo didn't want to kill anyone at his house, fearing it would frighten his daughter. But these bastards were taking advantage of him; if he didn't teach them a lesson, they'd think he, Old Mo, was easy to bully!
He knew exactly where people were hiding.
The two grenades landed precisely in the crowd in front of them, exploding with two loud bangs.
The foreigners in front were instantly blown into the air.
"Fuck, Fuck, who threw the grenade? Who threw the grenade...?"
The foreigners were yelling and screaming when they were bombed.
Old Mo threw two more grenades.
Two loud booms, then silence.
"What happened? What happened?"
The foreigners who had already dispersed and surrounded the villa panicked. They had no idea what was going on. Why were they even using grenades?
The foreigners were shouting loudly into their walkie-talkies.
"What happened? What on earth happened?"
They are really confused right now, they really don't know whether it's better to attack or retreat.
"It looks like our people have been attacked! Quickly, send reinforcements! Quickly, send reinforcements!"
A foreigner was shouting loudly into the walkie-talkie.
Upon hearing this, the foreigners, including Ah She, rushed back to help.
In fact, the Su brothers had already made arrangements. They planned to open fire as soon as these people dared to climb over the wall.
They were also confused when they heard the explosion. What was happening outside?
But no matter what happens, they will remain on high alert. If anyone enters their villa, they will open fire.
Their task was simply to guard the villa.
As for what's happening outside, they won't rush out or join the commotion. Who knows if it's an enemy plot?
The main problem is that they don't dare to fire when the enemy is outside. It's one thing for them to open fire if someone rushes in, but it's quite another for them to actively fire out.
Outside, Old Mo didn't care about anything else. He raised his gun and fired a few shots here and a few shots there.
"Da da da..."
"Da da da..."
In fact, he wasn't just hitting randomly.
He is the king of the darkness. He doesn't need to see where people are or whether he can hit them. He can see them with his divine sense and just point and shoot.
As for who sees him and will shoot at him, they won't escape his eyes.
Old Mo, carrying a submachine gun, advanced step by step, firing as he went. Every time he fired, someone would be shot and fall to the ground.
Suddenly, Old Mo was the first to roll over and hide in the nearby cover.
Yes, the gunfire had given him away; someone had spotted him. He wasn't invulnerable; he immediately sought cover.
Then he produced a grenade and threw it into the darkness.
The grenade, puffing white smoke, flew in a perfect arc and landed with a thud next to the two foreigners.
"Fuck, it's a grenade, run..."
But it was too late. With a loud bang, the two foreigners were blown away.
No one around him noticed Lao Mo anymore. Lao Mo stood up and continued firing his submachine gun.
The foreigners were immediately beaten and howled like ghosts, screaming and yelling.
But there was nothing they could do; those elusive grenades could land right next to them without them even noticing.
so horrible.
With a series of loud explosions, the foreigners were completely disoriented.
A ghost in the darkness, a king in the darkness.
Old Mo, carrying a submachine gun, fired wildly in the darkness, making the foreigners scream in pain.
"Fak, how many people do they have? We've suffered too many losses. Quick, retreat, retreat..."
The leader shouted loudly into the walkie-talkie.
It's absolutely terrifying, we can't find anyone at all!
In just a short while, they had lost nearly twenty men.
Since the foreigners entered Hong Kong, there have never been such heavy casualties.
The cowardly foreigners immediately considered retreating.
One by one, the foreigners retreated, immediately got into their cars, and prepared to make their escape.
However, Old Mo wouldn't let them off the hook, hiding in the darkness and continuing to throw grenades.
"boom……"
A deafening explosion sent a foreigner's jeep flying into the air.
When the jeep crashed, it exploded with a loud bang, and then burst into flames.
Old Mo remained hidden in the darkness, continuing to toss grenades.
"boom……"
The two foreigners were blown into the air.
"Quickly, this won't do! Retreat! Retreat!"
The leader of the foreigners, Armans, screamed hysterically. At this moment, he had lost all interest in fighting.
The foreigners had mostly returned, and one by one they frantically jumped into the cars parked on the side of the road.
Then he stepped on the gas, and the car sped down the mountain like the wind.
In fact, the places they had to pass through were all near Lao Mo's.
Unfortunately, Old Mo was all alone. He simply couldn't keep them all.
He only recognized the highest-ranking officer, whose car happened to be the last one running.
Old Mo took out a grenade, aimed it at him, and threw it, which landed right under the car.
With a loud bang, the car was blown into the air, rolled a few times by the roadside, and then came to a stop.
The foreigners in the car who were fleeing were terrified and floored the gas pedal, driving incredibly fast.
"Running so fast, that's boring. I thought you guys were some kind of big shot!"
Old Mo rushed out carrying a submachine gun and ran towards the overturned car.
As I approached the car, a few foreigners were climbing out.
Old Mo then launched into a tirade against them.
The foreigner who had just climbed out of the car immediately met his demise in the Northwest.
The foreigner who was leading the group had already crawled halfway out.
Old Mo rushed forward and delivered a swift chop.
Gaa...
Armand rolled his eyes and fainted.
Old Mo grabbed his collar and yanked him out of the car.
After the car came out, Lao Mo stepped on his calf, and with a crack, the bone was broken.
"Aaaaaah, woohoo woohoo woohoo..."
Armand screamed in agony like a pig being slaughtered.
"Don't scream, or I'll blow your head off."
The cold muzzle of the gun pressed against his head, and Armans instantly stopped coughing.
"Tell me, who sent you? You only have one chance. I've already killed so many people, I don't care about killing one more."
That last sentence was absolutely awful!
Upon hearing this, Armand panicked instantly and hurriedly said, "You can't kill me, you can't kill me, Tony sent me."
Old Mo asked疑惑地问道, "Who is Tony?"
Armand quickly replied, "He is my superior, a senior superintendent."
"hehe……"
Old Mo sneered and said, "Do you think I'm a child? A senior superintendent dares to send so many people to mess with me? Tell me, or you won't have another chance."