>.. If Ye Moe killed Giessen, the greed alliance is the most beneficial, not the ‘Tang gang is not a **** ‘Hongwu gang and ‘Yamada gang, but San Francisco’s local gang’s gang’s gang. =5=1=o=.

That's right, it's really ‘three gangs. They took over almost all of Kissen’s property and even included the private estate that Jiessen was most proud of. When Ye Mo first came to this private manor, he was amazed at the luxury and luxury here.

Yemmer came here for the second time tonight. For the first time, he killed Giessen and his ‘gray alliance. The second time he came here again. This time he came for the same gang. This gang is called ‘Three gangs. He only took one brake with him this time.

When Ye Mo and Zhang Yi came to the original conference hall in Kesen, they found that ‘three gangs were almost all of them, and there were more than one hundred people, and the whole hall was leaking. These people, after Ye Mo and the brakes came in, even surrounded the two groups.

"Haha, our helper, Smithson, knows that the brakes are mainly coming, and I have been waiting for a long time." A white man sitting at the top is estimated to be the boss of the squad. But it wasn't him who spoke just now, but a Chinese man next to him, even wearing glasses, should be a translator and a think tank.

On the other side of the squad, the other side of the boss was sitting on a tall foreigner. Ye Mo’s knowledge swept it, but found that he had almost all kinds of firearms everywhere, and there were a dozen. Ye Mo could not help but shook his head, this guy must be the gun king Dick. It turned out to be a guy like a nouveau riche, and it really couldn’t be the atmosphere.

If he can't see a gun on his body, maybe he will surprise that Ye Mo. It is a pity that there are too many guns on his body, and even each one is different.

"You have a traitor around you." Ye Mo faintly looked at the brakes and said it.

The face was very ugly, and his glasses man said it, he knew that there must be a traitor around him, but he did not expect the traitor to pass the news so quickly. People have already gathered all the people waiting for him to come.

"Ye predecessors, I am sorry." The brakes said a little embarrassing.

Ye Mo smiled slightly. "Is there anything I am sorry about? There is a traitor. It’s best to have a traitor. They just gathered together. It’s just that we have a net. This 'three gangs are not simple, there are traitors, I have long known the whereabouts of Shi Kaogen, until now. I don’t know what to do, I guess I just want to wait for me to come, but they are really smart."

The man who was the leader of the Sancha gang screamed, and the man next to him said after a while: "Our boss Smithson said, Keisen is killing you. As long as you will get from Keisen." That money is taken out. We can put you in a path of life. Otherwise..."

The glasses man swept all over, and nearly a hundred horses raised the gun in his hand.

It turned out that for the district of 50 million US dollars, Ye Mo smiled coldly. "You ‘three gangs have helped ‘Tang to help so many Chinese, and it’s time to pay...”

Ye Mo’s voice has not fallen, and his people have already leapt. A wind blade flowed out of his hand like a line. Because the wind blade is too eager, suddenly the surrounding air seems to be all agglomerated, and then condensed in general. The air after the condensing formed a weapon of murder, and a blood spring was drawn.

With five layers of air training, Ye Mo has been able to issue five or sixty of the simplest wind blades in succession. This ventilation blade only seeks to kill people. For killing these most ordinary people, his wind blade only needs to be sent out, without any quality requirements.

Ye Mo did not come to avenge the Tang gang, he came to avenge Shi Kaigen. However, Shi Kaigen did not die, he casually found an excuse.

The blood on both sides is like a fountain, and although it has been sent two consecutive wind blades, it is more than one hundred. It’s too easy to deal with these Malay gangsters that only shoot.

Time seems to be still, and the air seems to have solidified. No one can react at this moment. It is the brakes that have been repaired at the prefecture level. In the face of Ye Mo, this kind of killing of wheat is also stagnant.

More than a hundred horses, just a moment of time, all were wiped out by Ye Mo. No one is alive, and the way they die is the same as the part they are killed. It's like using a ruler to cross it, then cutting it with a knife. I think that just over a hundred people pointed at them with guns. How ridiculous it is.

"I am more and more aware of the killing of the group now." Ye Mo's soft voice sounded, sitting on top of Smithson and the glasses man took a nap.

The devil. This person is the devil. At this point they finally understood how the strength of the grey alliance would disappear overnight. It turned out to be the case.

If you know that Ye Mo, the devil, is so powerful, even if they move out of San Francisco, they will not come to him. A few ridiculous people still have to work hard to find him here, and then wait to make money.

"Hey, hehe..." For twelve consecutive shots, Ye Mo reached out and grabbed it in front of him, but there were twelve more bullets in his hand. Suddenly he threw the bullet on the ground and made a slamming crack. Although the sound was very small, it fell into the ears of Smithson and the glasses male, but it became a harsh reminder.

Dick had a pistol in both hands, but for the first time he forgot to change his gun in the shortest possible time. Instead, he stared at the bullets that Ye Mo had thrown on the ground. He had heard that some people in China could catch their bullets. Don't say that China, that is, John Jay can block two bullets that are not very powerful, but he never thought that someone could catch all the bullets of his new gun.

"Bad one, this Dick gave it to you." Ye Mo glanced at the brake that had recovered.

"It's a predecessor." Suddenly, the leaping in the same place, like a gorilla, rushed to Dick.

Dick reacted and began to change the gun quickly.

Even if the speed was so fast, Dick changed six guns in such a short period of time and shot nearly a hundred bullets. Even if it is a mysterious warrior, it is not immune to such intensive and smashing shots.

It is a pity that his repair is too far from the brakes. The brakes are already at the prefecture level. He is only a yellow-level gun master. Huaxia ancient martial arts rarely use hot weapons, because because of the real master, hot weapons do not have much effect. Of course, the kind of high-tech hot weapons are excluded.

When Dick was sweating and changing a long pistol again, he had already pinched his neck. Knocked him up.

Dick’s face was reddened and white eyes popped out. The gun in his hand unconsciously landed on the ground.

Ye Mo walked up to him and sneered. "You dare to avenge Keisen like this? To be honest, you are too much worse than the ‘three-dimensional flying knife John Jie.'

Dick’s throat made a few screams, but Ye Mo was not interested in listening to him.

Suddenly pinched Dick, as if throwing a dead dog, throw Dick into the hall.

Ye Mo looked back and looked at the pale-skinned Smithsonian and the spectacled man with a sigh of relief. He shook his head and said, "Say one, kill the two guys."

"Don't. Can I tell you who the traitor is?" The glasses men's pants are scared and incontinent. I heard that he was going to kill him. He was even more alarmed.

Unfortunately, Ye Mo did not want to let him go. He couldn't find out if he couldn't find the traitor around him. He really lived back. He is also unlikely to escape from the killing.

When I heard Ye Mo’s words, I thought about it if I didn’t think about it.

"This villa is really attractive." Ye Mo looked at the villa that Kissen used to. Sighed. At first he burned a beast pot and burned a villa today.

I saw Ye Mo's fireballs burn all the bodies here, and I felt a little cold behind me. Ye Mo’s power is three points better than he estimated.

After a while, Ye Mo and Zhang Yi left the luxurious manor house, behind which was a fire. They walked for a while, and the sound of a fire truck was screaming.

This night, another big gang in San Francisco has perished. It is called ‘three gangs. Perhaps, the newspaper of the second day can also be re-spoken.

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Two days later. Ye Mo got a new identity and then took a plane from San Francisco to Hong Kong. He was sitting on the plane and feeling a bit. This time he made some money and even got thousands of tons of gold. Although he did not get the military drawings he wanted, he was not a greedy person. He knows that with his current cultivation, if he wants to get more. It takes a lot of risks, and he can't afford that risk right now. He is not alone.

The white clouds outside the plane made him somewhat confused. He took out a somewhat old diary and stroked it for a long time. This was slowly placed in front of him. Yan Jie’s diary is here. But Yan Jie is not willing to leave with him, maybe she really has her own thing~www.NovelMTL.com~ Ye Mo thought, slowly opened the first page of the diary...

At the same time, a seemingly ordinary woman walked on the bustling streets of Chinatown in San Francisco. She carries a somewhat **** and looks a little lonely on this street.

She had been away for a long time before she sighed and murmured: "I have to go back. I have stayed here for many years. Maybe I should bring something back."

She said, flipping through her wallet, there is only money for the ticket, or the ticket is not enough. She carefully took out the card Ye Meng gave her, looked and looked. Finally, I smiled and said to myself: "I used your money first, and then send a good gift to your wife."

Although Chinatown is very lively and prosperous, the places for withdrawals are numerous, but few people line up. She went to a separate withdrawal room and inserted the card into the cash machine.

"There are five thousand dollars..." She smiled a little, but her smile solidified in a blink of an eye. The screen of the cash machine showed not $5,000, but $50 million.

Suddenly, she felt that her nose was a bit sour. She didn't take the money. She just said the card and said, "You are stupid. You gave me the money. What do you do? You are like him." Stupid..."The fifth is to ask for a monthly pass."

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