The fat leader here was bombarded with words from the men around him. He finally understood how powerful the enemy downstairs was, and he suddenly became intimidated.

He followed Damik and was considered a close minister. He was also well-informed and had met some extremely capable killer elites.

The guy downstairs killed five of his men in the blink of an eye, even with a blast shield opening the way.

For such an elite, if they don't use any means, it would be no different from delivering food to all these people here.

At this time, regardless of the impact, the fat leader looked at a young Hispanic man next to him: "I remember that you like to carry grenades with you."

"Here." The Hispanic young man took out a grenade without hesitation and handed it to the fat leader.

The surrounding accomplices were all frightened when they saw it, cursing and retreating unconsciously.

One person had the loudest voice: "Didn't I tell you a long time ago not to carry these dangerous guys with you? This is New York, not Mexico. Do you want to recruit the FBI's elite troops?"

The gunmen in the building are not of high quality, they are just ordinary gang members. This is also Damik's helplessness.

In fact, Damik has also trained some elite subordinates over the years, but the number is not large, only about fifty. After all, it costs a lot to raise these people.

Locke had previously fought Mr. X in an abandoned factory and killed more than thirty people.

Later, other gangs learned that Damik's core strength had suffered heavy losses, and they wanted to replace them. He had to send these men out, and almost all of them were lost after going back and forth.

It can be said that Damick is in an extremely embarrassing situation now. Even if Locke and others do not take action this time, as time goes by, he will be seized by other gangs to occupy a large amount of territory, or even completely eliminated.

The fat boss here didn't rise to the top based on his combat ability. Looking at the grenade in the Latino young man's hand, he did not choose to do it himself, but ordered:

"Just throw it down to me. It would be best if you can kill that guy. If that guy is not dead, you guys can rush down together and kill him."

After hearing this, his men stared at him again.

Is it the same if you charge for me or if I lead the charge? Why did the national army revolt so much?

The fat leader obviously doesn’t understand the history of the Eastern Kingdom.

But he was able to become the leader only by his understanding of the situation. Seeing that these subordinates were about to rebel, he hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said reluctantly: "I will follow them too."

This finally gave others some comfort. After all, the gang members were just a mob. Everyone wanted to climb up, not just for their own comfort and money, and then justifiably command their subordinates to work for their lives.

Everyone reached a consensus, and the young Hispanic man pulled out the safety pin of the grenade and carefully moved to the stairs, trying to stuff the grenade under the handrail.

But as soon as he got close, a black gun was pointed at him.

"boom!"

With the sound of a gunshot, his wrist was broken, and the grenade in his hand flew back, landing with a tinkling sound not far from the feet of the other gunmen.

"holy shxt!"

The gunmen were stunned for a moment, and then they cursed all kinds of things and scattered like birds and beasts, running around suddenly.

"boom!"

As the grenade exploded, the gunmen who had no time to run away saved their lives, but their ears were ringing and their heads were dizzy from the shock wave.

At this time, Minty had already finished cleaning the twenty-eighth floor. As soon as she came to Locke, she heard the noise: "Are these guys crazy? They actually used grenades in the building."

Despite the fierce fighting in the building, everyone has a tacit understanding not to use high-destructive explosives. Otherwise, not to mention the NYPD and FBI, even the Department of Homeland Security will swarm here.

Locke didn't want to cause trouble, and Damick even more so. His territory definitely couldn't withstand careful and rigorous searches.

Just like what happened at the textile factory, even in the suburbs of the city, there are still a large number of people investigating the surrounding area, unwilling to let go of any clues.

Therefore, when operating in New York City, everyone is more restrained and does not dare to use powerful explosives easily.

While talking, Locke and Mindy didn't stop moving. After the explosion passed, the two began to go upstairs.

The fat boss upstairs was indeed smart. He endured the discomfort, got up and ran to Damik's office. This was the only way out now. Only by following Damik could he have a chance to retreat.

The fat leader didn't think that his subordinates still had a chance to kill the enemy. Although there were still many people on the 29th floor, everyone had already been defeated, so running away quickly was the best option.

Sure enough, without waiting for a while, Locke and Mindy easily eliminated the seven or eight gunmen still near the stairs, without even encountering any effective resistance.

At the same time, Locke also contacted Damon: "Pay more attention here. We are clearing the 29th floor. While you cooperate with the sniper, don't forget to pay attention to Damick. He is probably going to run away."

"Understood." Damon responded, glanced at the unlucky guy who had just been killed by his sniper, and focused on the top floor.

After explaining to Damon, Locke and Mindy stood at the top of the stairs and said, "There are nine more people outside."

"Very good, let's take action together?"

"No problem!" Locke said: "Three, two, one."

When the countdown ended, the two people rushed out of the stairs at the same time, one on the left and one on the right, back to back, covering each other.

"Bang bang bang!!!"

After a series of fierce gunshots and screams, eight of the nine gunmen fell down, leaving only the last one who was leaning back. He managed to hide around the corner and no longer had the idea of ​​showing up.

"I missed one." Mindy said with some dissatisfaction, while Locke did not say anything.

Of course, Mindy was not prepared to shoot with Locke. After all, she had seen the fight between Locke and Mr.

At this time, in the innermost office on the 29th floor, listening to the sound of gunfire that was not far away, Damick listened with a gloomy face as the fat boss persuaded him:

"Boss, let's leave quickly. We can still be stable for now, but it won't be possible after a while."

Looking at the sweaty subordinates in the office, a cold light flashed in Damick's eyes. He pointed at the fat leader, and then pointed at several subordinates on the other side: "Take them out to fight!"

"Ah? You want me to go?!" The fat leader pointed at himself, and the other men did not say anything.

It has only been a short time since the news was first received, and they have already been attacked here. There are only a few of them out of more than a hundred people. They really don't want to face the killing god outside.

"If you don't want to go, do you want me to go?" Seeing the hopeless appearance of these men, Damik's face became colder and colder, and he stared at the fat leader fiercely.

When the fat leader saw this, he could only grit his teeth, hold up the gun, and say to the other people: "You guys, let me do it."

At this time, the fat leader didn't even dare to say anything about rushing together.

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