The fierce sound of gunfire scared many people to stop. In the free America, everyone has learned that when facing a shooting incident, the first choice should be to choose a bunker instead of running away randomly.

They were so afraid of being hit by stray bullets that they simply lay down on the ground or hid behind tables, trying their best to avoid bullets.

"Danger!!"

Mosley grabbed Daryl.

At this moment, even Pushkin, who had a cooperative relationship, was no longer his first choice, and the governor was the one he deserved to fawn over.

A group of people have great power in the outside world, but now they can only cower in place.

Hiding in the corner behind the pillar, shivering.

"Who are these people?"

Daryl gritted his teeth and was furious: "Why are they so bold to launch such an attack in New York?"

"Farke, where is Wilson Fisk?"
Chapter completed!