Black Hand Over the Sky

Chapter 38 The Norado Family

"Boss, boss," as Gin and Anthony rush over, the vodka on the spot rushes to meet them. I have to say, this beast is quite a human being.

"Well," responded Anthony with a nod, followed by Gin, who asked, "Is everything taken care of?"

Vodka nodded and said, "Each with a shot to the forehead and a shot to the heart. No more dead."

"Well," Gin nodded, then told Vodka to finish the work and take care of all the marks. Together with Anthony, they began to sort through their haul.

"Now we have the money," Anthony said with a smile as he looked at the pile of cash in one of the cars.

It seems that Gin's information was correct, in order to participate in the annual auction of the city of Youkexin, and the gang for some purpose, so from the outside to transport a large amount of cash and valuable goods into Youkexin, all at the expense of Anthony.

"Boss, I think you need to come over here and take a look," Gegin said, pointing to a container driveway he had opened in the mangled grounds.

"Oh, what's the matter," Anthony hurried over and, looking closer, realized why Gin had asked him to come.

Looking at the objects placed in culture in the container, Anthony said darkly, "Although I have known for a long time that there are some strange collectors in this world, it is the first time I have seen such a disgusting collection in person!"

"Look, boss," Gin showed Anthony, pointing to what looked like an introductory card taped to the outside of a recent incubator.

"This is..." Anthony leaned forward and looked at what was written, and his face turned worse.

It read: Moira singing and playing, taking five sets of four-year-old triplets, injecting them with Moira virus and freezing them at the peak of their expression. It was written by Kerios on March 4, 1995, in Patah City.

"Bastard! Anthony sullenly looked at the incubator where the frozen face of despair contorted the dead bodies of the five pairs of triplets.

The Moira virus, a name even Antony, an outsider, had heard. Those infected have no cure and only three weeks to live. During these three weeks, the pain will be felt for an hour each day, and the pain will increase over time, and by the last day of the third week, the pain of the infected person is said to have far exceeded the medical classification of pain. It's a pretty virulent virus.

And this guy, Kerios, has apparently used it on these young children in front of him for his disgusting twisted art, and he's also controlling them, subjecting them to the highest levels of viral pain, freezing them and turning them into so-called art! It's just insane!

Gin looks ugly on the side, too! You know, he's a killer, not a pervert. He won't mind killing as many people as he needs to, but to do something like this for someone's fancy hobby is just too much! Looking at this car of so-called works of art in front of him, he suddenly wanted to kill people, want to kill many, many people!

"Hehe hehe!" Anthony looked at the carload of so-called artworks with their twisted faces and angry smiles, then lit himself a cigar with a slightly shaking hand and said to the gin nearby: "Gin, I don't think we have a target yet."

Gin, of course, knew what his boss meant, and nodded, "That's right, boss."

"I think the owner of this shipment was a gang in Eucxin called the Norados," Anthony said fiercely. "That's it! A bunch of complete scum! They're good with the black too! Their trash existence is an insult to the word gangsters!"

'Yes! "Gin's murderous response.

"By the way," said Anthony, gesturing to the inside of the truck, "write down the names of all these so-called artists, and since they love this art so much, I think they ought to commit themselves to it!"

'Yes, Sir, they'll be very grateful,' said Gin, with an angry smile.

'As for the cargo...' Anthony pondered and sighed, "Burn it, ashes to ashes, dust to dust."

Loading the harvest into the cart, Anthony and his party quietly left the place, leaving only the flames burning.

"Boss, we've got everyone, I've tried it, and they're all good guys for the average guy," reports Gin.

Anthony nodded, snuffed out the cigar, and said nonchalantly, "Let's start!" Crush that so-called Norado family!"

The lights are on, and a family party is taking place in the Hall of the Norado Estate in the eastern part of the city of Eucxin. Three or two senior members of the Norado family are gathering together to talk and laugh, talk about the wind, talk about life, talk about their business.

Suddenly, there was the sound of several glass shattering, followed by a violent explosion swept the whole hall, and one by one, the senior cadres of the Norado family and several of their specially invited partners were knocked to the ground by the shock wave formed by the explosion.

"Rockets? ! Who is it!" The head of the Norado family, supported by his bodyguards, stood up with difficulty and looked at the mess in the hall.

Bang, bang, bang... Just then, a barrage of gunfire was heard outside the estate. It was clear that the first few rockets were just an appetizer, and the real drama was about to begin.

However, the Norado family is also a veteran gang family in Youkexin City. It has taken a lot of wind and waves to climb from a small gang to this position today. Although the attack was too sudden, at first a little overwhelmed, but they soon organized people to fight back.

"Go for it! Get 'em!'

'How dare you offend us Norados! Kill!"

'Quick, get the heavy weapons! Take cover! Counterattack! Fight back!"

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The presence of one senior cadre quickly stabilized the army. Under the command of these senior cadres, the Norados soon stabilized their positions and began to push outside.

"Gin, over to you! These outlaws are paid for, and if they continue to fight like this, they will soon break down. They are the foundation of our world, and we cannot let them end like this." Anthony looked down at the assailants, who were beginning to crumble a little, and commanded Gin nearby.

Gin nodded and replied, "Yes, boss."

"By the way," commanded Antony to Gin, who was about to jump down and end it all, "keeping some of the principal members of that family alive and turning them into art should fetch a good price."

'Yes, Sir,' he said. Gin leaped, and with a few taps of the tip of his horn, he was outside the Manor of Norado.

After shooting the two men who tried to flee, Gin strolled into the manor, facing a hail of bullets from opposite sides.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Gin double gun a dance, a few bullets will be drawn out of the chamber in a strange arc, the first to knock out a few hiding behind the bunker armed with heavy firepower of the Norado family.

"Rado! Lado! No way! How can you get shot when there's cover? !"

'Devil! He's the devil! His bullets turn!"

'How could that be!

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"As several heavy guns were knocked out by gin's turning bullets, the Norado members present literally felt like they were going crazy.

And without the heavy firepower of the opposing team, coupled with Gin's leisurely killing posture in a field covered with bullets. The morale of Antony's men soon pushed the battlefield closer to the interior of the Norado estate.

'Die to me! Boom, boom! At the moment of crisis, three heavy tanks burst out of Norado Manor, roaring in the direction of gin!

"Oh, my God!

"Tank!

"Run!"

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In the face of the ferocious beast of steel, the charging outlaws on Antony's side were instantly scattered and evasive.

In situ, only Gin a person calmly faced the onrushing steel giant beast.

Fill the ammunition, raise the gun, everything is so light wind cloud light. Boom! Bang! Bang! Three bore out, like an ant shaking a tree, against the ferocious beast of steel.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Three booms! A tank that looked like a fortress of war was blown up by three shots of gin.

Under the support of the raging fire, at this time the wandering gin in the eyes of the Norado family, like a demon!