Chapter 89 The Children of Hell's Kitchen

The fierceness of the poisonous vine can no longer be described as ferocious.

This is a walking biochemical weapon, and if you touch it, it will be a green-faced poisoned death.

Fortunately, these red ninjas are very environmentally friendly, although I don't know what fabrics their clothes are made of? When a person dies, his clothes also turn to ashes.

But Alvin likes it very much, otherwise a pile of green corpses will be piled up on the street, how will Lao Cheng do the breakfast business tomorrow morning?

The sleeping neighbors may have been awakened by the sound of Frank's gunfire. As a resident of Hell's Kitchen, everyone's response was very calm. The windows on the outer wall of the opposite apartment building were all snapped shut.

It's been a long time since no one has come looking for trouble, unlike other neighborhoods, where gun battles take place every three days. Some residents here sometimes even miss that exciting life.

For example, old Kent, this old dealer of stolen goods, is indeed fierce. He opened the window and shouted swearing words. He pointed the pistol at the street and fired a few random shots, and then threw a few grenades on the road.

Steve looked a little surprised at the chaotic street in front of him. I can't believe it, is this fucking America?

The kind old man who was still chatting and bragging together today was woken up by someone and fired back with a grenade?

Steve couldn't help but ask Frank, "What's going on here? What's wrong with the people here?"

Frank looked back at Steve and said, "The people here are protecting their rights and interests, and helping Alvin is the best way to protect their rights and interests!"

Frank turned around and shot a clip into the street. Several red-clothed ninjas were forced to jump up, wielding samurai swords like a madman, and a weapon like a scythe with an unknown name came towards the door of the restaurant.

Seeing their frantic charging, Alvin knew that the IQ of these things might not be too high, so he relied on someone who was not afraid of death to find someone desperately.

Holding the old gun, he aimed carefully, and fired a shot at the crowded place, but missed the heroic red ninja, but the power of the explosion still blew up a few. Looking at their lack of arms and legs, it is estimated that they will turn gray in a while.

Steve stood by the window, the battle in front of him felt a little unreal. He hesitated a few times with the gun and didn't shoot. He really didn't understand what was going on!

It wasn't until a cross-shaped dart made a hole in Steve's face that he realized that he had also become the opponent's target!

The first thing this veteran of a hundred battles thought of when he was injured was to fight back, and the HK416 in his hand was finally fired.

Several red-clothed ninjas who jumped while avoiding the attack of the poisonous ivy and attacked Steve with darts were beaten to ashes by Steve in the sky.

Frank gave Steve a thumbs up in appreciation and said, "It seems that you really didn't brag, your marksmanship is good!"

Steve changed the magazine, hit the street wildly, and said proudly, "I was still fighting with thousands of people in Germany last month, such a small scene is really not enough to watch!

Why don't they use guns? "

Frank looked up at the ceiling and said, "Maybe they don't think it's useful!" After Frank fired a few shots at the ceiling, two ninjas in red fell from the ceiling.

Steve looked a little surprised at the red-clothed ninja who turned into ashes and spilled on the floor, frowned at Frank's back, raised his hand and fired a shot.

With a bang, the bullet rubbed Frank's ear, and two steps behind him, a red-clothed ninja against the wall was turned to ashes.

Frank just wanted to say thank you! I saw Steve swinging his rifle and slamming the butt against the wall behind him.

A strange bulge appeared on the wall, which was obviously the position of the head, which was smashed into flying ash by the butt of Steve's gun.

Frank likes to work with adepts like Steve, especially since Steve is a very good adept. Working with such a person is very enjoyable, which increases his killing efficiency by at least 10 percentage points.

Alvin looked at the red-clothed ninja on the road in front of him with ease. In the room behind him, a blood-red vine was twisting and twisting several red-clothed ninjas who didn't know how to sneak in into ashes.

Sol and Dom were guarding the back door of the restaurant. From the dull screams that came from time to time, it seemed that those red-clothed ninjas were not getting any benefits there.

"Rome" and "Athens" happily ran and jumped on the streets, tearing the red-clothed ninjas they saw to pieces.

Alvin clapped the old gun in his hand, a little regretful! Kong had a weapon with such a powerful force, and as a result, a shot was fired, but it hadn't been hit yet.

Alvin decided to find some time to practice his marksmanship in the future. Otherwise, when it comes time to use it, it will be bad if you catch yourself blind.

After all, the enemies that you may encounter in the future should be more powerful. It is not the same as before, but it is just the mode of gang rush.

And it's really shameful that you can't hit the target for a long time!

A fight that was supposed to be brutal ended in a somewhat comical atmosphere. On Alvin's side, only Steve's face was wiped by the dart. Not even a single body was left of the devastated Hand.

Except for the big pit that Alvin shot and blasted, little has changed on the street.

Alvin scattered the crows and monitored several nearby streets, trying to find out if there were any fish that slipped through the net.

The two ghost wolves "Athens" and "Rome" sprinted back and forth on the hundreds of meters long streets with great interest, hoping to pop out a few red-clothed ninjas, so that they can enjoy the fun of fighting.

In the past year, they, who patrol the streets and stand guard on a daily basis, have a tendency to become mascots. Familiar guys always want to get close to them. Some even brought beautiful bitches to them!

This has greatly hurt the self-esteem of the ghost wolves who exist as Druid combat partners!

It's rare to have a more interesting battle, and they really don't want to end it too soon!

Until the tall JJ and the ghost wolf "Sparta", one is carrying one, and the other is holding one. Appearing from the end of the street is the real announcement that the battle is over!

Alvin happily waved to JJ to take the captive to Frank's house.

After closing the attic window, he happily went downstairs to visit Frank's house. There is too much blood in my house for fear of not being able to wash it clean, and there are still children, right?

When he reached the door of his room, Alvin knocked on the door. After opening the door, Jessica rushed out and gave Alvin a big hug.

Alvin looked at the girl, with her little head stuck on his chest and her calf tilted back happily, how could she look worried. I mean, how can the girls in Hell's Kitchen be so vulnerable?

Baby, you want to take advantage of me, don't you?

Alvin, who was proud for a moment, pushed Jessica away violently, rushed forward a few steps, and caught Ginny, who was sprinting from the bed and jumped here in a panic.

A small sweet bomb exploded in Alvin's arms, and the little girl grabbed Alvin's nose angrily, meaning, why didn't you bring me when you went to fight?

Alvin pressed his forehead against Ginny's little head, rubbed it, and kissed Ginny's little face again.

The little girl immediately forgave her father with a smile on her face, and gave her a light tug on her nose as punishment!

Kid Nick leaned forward excitedly, waved his fists and said, "Alvin, man, you guys are amazing! Nice work!

Are you going to torture the prisoners? Can you take me to see it? "

The unreasonable demands of the bear children must be strictly rejected. Alvin grabbed Nick by the collar with one hand and threw him on the bed, making a very mafia gesture to cut his throat.

Nick immediately covered his face with the quilt in disappointment and shouted, "I want to beat them too!"