Mosol continued.

"I helped a few people up, and I asked them to pick up guns to guard, so that the enemy could effectively prevent the opportunity to break in from the street.

Then, I divided the brothers into three groups, sent five people to the street, six people went upstairs to investigate, and four people entered the tunnel to investigate, but none of them found a living person.

It seemed as if the enemies who caused this attack were invisible and intangible ghosts, they came in to do bad things, and then disappeared into the darkness."

"That's it?" Kaban was very dissatisfied.

"Well, yes, the brothers didn't see anyone, nor did they hear any other sounds. It's night and it's quiet underground."

"It is impossible to have no trace. Even if it is a ghost, I will catch it."

Kaban stood up from his seat, waved his hand and said, "Come on, take me to see everything, I will pull them out. Fuma can't die like this, someone must pay the price."

Half an hour later!

Kaban checked all the explosions and battle scenes, and found no new clues at the scene, only blood, clothes and weapons that were blown out, as well as a long row of corpses dragged out in front of the building.

"How many people died?" Kaban asked coldly.

"There are 25 in total, including Forma and a dozen injured brothers, these are just some of them." Mosol's face turned abnormally, and this attack caused a great shadow on him.

"So many died? tmd, what a bastard."

Kaban was very angry, his voice like a wounded beast growling.

After the extreme anger, Kaban also realized that the "guests" who created this killing were extraordinary and were definitely a whole group of cold and professional killers.

And they were not here to kill people casually, they were obviously aimed at Fuma.

Kaban picked up the bullet he picked up in the safe house, took out the bullet that Dennis had given him from his pocket, and held one in each hand to compare it in front of him.

"Is it... the people from the Predator organization done it?"

Both of them were hand-loaded blue-headed bullets, and the only one who had recently become enemies was the mysterious predator. The summary answer made Kaban's back suddenly cool.

If a predator can kill Fuma quietly, he can kill anyone from the Xingshang Gang.

Including him - Kaban!

Thinking of the conflict between the merchants and predators, I was also a person who spoke the blackmail conditions and was probably also concerned about it.

Kaban didn't care about anything else and immediately sent someone to notify Lorik.

He is also the person that Fuma trusts the most. His identity in the gang is similar to that of a military advisor and a chief of staff, and he is the most talented person in the business gang.

He is responsible for the business outside the gang, so he spends little time in the gang's nest.

About two hours later.

Lorik rushed back in a hurry, confused and puzzled from head to toe.

At the deepest part of his base camp, under the protection of hundreds of younger brothers, the boss was actually killed, and no one had seen the murderer from beginning to end, because everyone who had seen the murderer was killed.

This is really weird!

Don't say it happens to you, no one will believe it even if you say it out.

Kaban noticed Lorik's point. In order to let him understand what was going on as soon as possible, he took him to survey the scene and explained it.

After about 20 minutes, the two returned to a room with a full sofa.

Only Kaban and Lorik sat down, and the others either guarded the window or surrounded the corridor outside the door three floors inside and outside.

The horror brought by the ghost killer has covered the entire Shangshang Gang.

"I probably already know the matter, one thing is certain, this is not a case done by one person." Lorik took the lead in breaking the peace.

"Where did you know?" Kaban said curiously.

"The triggering of the mine in the passage is definitely not an accident. It must have been tampered with. I designed it myself. I know it better than anyone else. If people outside want to come in, there is only one way to dismantle it. This method cannot be done by anyone." Lorik was very confident.

"So, are there two?" Kaban guessed.

"It is very likely that there are more than two, there must be on the street, and there are also people in the building. There are also one or two whores who arrogantly regard this place as their home. They have been sleeping and eating in the main building for several days. There are bread crumbs and signs of sleeping in the authentic sandbags." Lorik said angrily.

"This person's nerves must be iron-clad. Wouldn't he be afraid of being seen?" Kaban was stunned.

"I have to admit that they are amazing and are definitely not ordinary gunmen."

Lorik shrugged helplessly and then said, "They must know where the shelter is, and then touched it and waited for Fuma there.

They also knew that whenever something happened, Fuma would be taken there.

Everything was simple afterwards.

They waited in the shelter, waiting for Fuma to come to his door, and then killed all the survivors, and even the dead had to hit a few shots.

Repair the gun at close range without leaving a single survivor. Professional handling methods, these bastards..."

Lorik, who was still angry just now, after such a period of discussion and analysis, his heart couldn't help but become bleak.

Such a strange, powerful and professional enemy, no one wants to be targeted by them.

"What should I do now?"

Kaban looked inside the house, looking much worse than Lorik.

Although the bodies of Fuma and several confidants had turned into pieces of meat, they were moved out and spread there with plastic film.

Except for moving them down from the third floor, no one wants to touch these bodies again.

Strictly speaking, it's a corpse!

"It's hard to deal with." Lorik sighed.

"Fuma's head was beaten away, and more than a single shot of a gun that was close to his face was hit. The bombs were also affected by the lower body, and almost all of them were blown away. These guys were so cruel." Kaban's voice was trembling.

"Are there any survivors?" Lorik asked.

"Survivor? As far as I know..."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Kaban smiled bitterly, his face distorted, and said with difficulty: "There is no living person outside the sanctuary on the third floor where both sides fought."

"The people in the building didn't see the 'guests', and they didn't see it in the tunnel. Do you think they might be still somewhere in the building and haven't left now?" Lorik guessed boldly.

“I don’t think so.”

Kaban shook his head and said, "Ronnie's men wanted to punish a guy, so they buried him in the flowerbed over there, with their chest deep and only their heads exposed.

After the explosion, we went to see him. He disappeared. The rope was cut by a knife. Someone should have seen him and rescued him and took him away."

"It seems they have indeed left."

Lorik said as he pulled it out in his pocket and grabbed seven or eight warheads that had been deformed by impact, with traces of blue paint on the tips.

"These are a lot of them that I picked up from the ground, some of them penetrated directly, and that's why they are so wrinkled. I also checked the shells, and the shell marks in each place are the same."

Seeing the bullet in Lorik's hand, Kaban took out something from his pocket and said, "I have this too."

Bringing the complete bullet with the blue warhead, Lorik squinted and asked, "Where did you get it?"

"Someone gave it to me, saying that it was a reminder that his boss would go to Fuma. Now it seems... they did it this time."

"What?"

Lorik was furious when he heard this, jumped up from the stool and shouted, "Since we know who did it, what are we waiting for here? Hurry up and make him out,"

"sit down!"

Kaban waved his hand and said with a ugly expression: "Do you think Fuma is stupider than you? He just planned to do this, and even made a request to take the opportunity to blackmail them.

As a result, you have seen it, where is Fuma now? Do you want to be the second Fuma?"

"I……"

Lorik's arrogant arrogance dissipated in a second, and sat down, and said angrily: "What kind of fuck are they?"

"How the hell do I know? No one has seen him before. He only knows that he is a predator. We don't know where he is wandering, or who he is working for or a gang. He never shows up, but as long as he provokes him, he will send greetings like this."

Kaban threw the bullet that was heated in his palm, and said with a gloomy face: "Do you still remember Kirika?"

"Well, of course, a dishonest thief," Lorik replied.

"The predator killed him in his bed, and in the closed room, doors, windows, everything was closed. There was another person in the house at that time. He didn't see anything. He just moved, and the predator put the barrel on the back of his head and whispered warnings to him not to do stupid things. In this case, do you dare to move?"

"Well...probably, no..." Lorik smiled bitterly.

"The child didn't dare to move, and then the predator disappeared like a ghost, the same as Fuma's death. What should I do now?" Kaban looked worried.

"Maybe……"

Lorik didn't want to say this, but he had to suggest, "From the current situation, you might be going to talk to his messenger, otherwise..."
Chapter completed!