Although they were unhappy, the criminals knew that this was Leroy's limit.
Everyone wanted to climb up and become a leader so that they could legitimately order their subordinates to send … ah no, resist the enemy!
When the young Latino heard this, he simply pulled out the pin of the grenade and crouched down to the stairs, trying to stuff it into the stairs through the gap under the handrail.
But just as he was about to crouch down and extend the grenade into the gap, a strange smiling face wearing a Zorro hat suddenly appeared from the corner of the stairs.
What appeared next was the black muzzle of a gun.
Bang!
The young Latino's wrist was shattered by the Colt Python, and his hand flew backward with the grenade that had already been pulled out.
The criminals were stunned. The broken hand fell to the ground and bounced twice. The grenade, which had been about to be thrown, rolled out toward the criminals.
“holyshxt！”
"Motherf * cker!"
“OMG！”
A series of roars rang out, and the criminals scattered.
Leroy, the black fatty, moved even faster as he dove behind a nearby pillar.
Boom!
There was a loud bang, and the gangsters' eardrums were ringing and they felt dizzy.
A large cloud of smoke and dust filled the air near the staircase, causing them to choke and cough.
Downstairs, Mindy was looking at him in surprise. Luke simply said, "Is it done? We should be able to go up to the 29th floor now. "
Both Mindy and Luke were wearing helmets and had electronic headsets that automatically filtered out noise, so they weren't affected by the explosion.
However, Little Loli was still shocked. "Using grenades on the stairs? Are they crazy? "
If they could use grenades and other explosives in the building, it wouldn't have taken them so long to kill Frank D 'Amico.
The father and daughter could have waited for Frank to enter the building before blowing it up.
That would have been the simplest way to ensure that their greatest enemy would be dead.
But was that revenge? No, that would have been an attack that would definitely affect a lot of innocent people. It would also attract a crazy investigation from NYPD, the FBI, and Homeland Security.
They weren't Kingpin, they weren't that crazy.
Frank wouldn't throw explosives wantonly in his territory. That would give NYPD a chance to investigate him, and his territory definitely couldn't withstand an investigation.
Mindy didn't know that grenades weren't standard equipment for Frank's gang.
The one just now was just a little hobby of a young man who had just come from Juarez, Mexico.
The criminals upstairs were dizzy, and only one person reacted the fastest.
Suppressing his discomfort, Leroy got up and ran upstairs.
The elevator had been stopped on the first floor for a long time. It must have been destroyed by the attackers, and the stairs must have been blocked by the attackers.
The only way out now was … to follow Boss D 'Amico.
The helicopter on the rooftop of the building was D 'Amico's emergency retreat.
Leroy felt that rather than fight that terrifying gunman for his life, he might as well hurry up and find Big D 'Amico. Everyone could leave quickly.
Thus, by the time Luke and Mindy reached the 28th floor, the fatty had already stumbled up to the 29th floor to report to Big D 'Amico that something bad was about to happen.
On the 28th floor, the criminals who had been dizzy from the "self-destructing" grenade didn't put up any effective resistance at all. They were killed by Luke and Mindy one by one, including those who hadn't died before.
A few who had hidden far away weren't able to escape Mindy's pursuit, and were shot to death by the little girl.
Damon, who had been silent the whole time, finally couldn't help but say, "V, what's going on over there? Why did I hear an explosion? We didn't bring heavy firepower tonight, did we? "
What he wanted to ask was: Were Luke and his daughter really not afraid of NYPD encircling them after causing such a huge commotion?
Luke said, "It was D 'Amico's men who threw the grenade. I didn't know they would bring it with them."
Damon was stunned. "Grenade? Mindy, ah, are you alright? "
Luke said with a smile, "It's fine. They were rough and blew themselves up. We're about to clear the 29th floor. Get ready on your side. If D 'Amico escapes, it'll only take a few minutes. "
Damon said, "Got it."
At that moment, more than fifty of D 'Amico's gang had already been killed. There shouldn't be too many people on the 29th floor.
Luke and Mindy stopped at the top of the stairs on the 29th floor. He gestured for Mindy to pause, and quickly peeked out with one eye. He glanced at the situation outside the stairs before he hid in a corner again. The whole process took less than half a second.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bullets flew over and hit the wall at the top of the stairs.
"Seven, three on the left and four on the right. Two UMP submachine guns, one AK rifle, and the rest pistols," he said casually.
Mindy asked, "I'll take the left, you take the right?"
Luke said, "Okay, listen to my countdown. Three, two, one."
With that, the two people in the left and right corners stuck out half their bodies at the same time, and three guns opened fire.
Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!
Amid screams, six of the seven criminals fell.
The four on the right didn't move at all. Two of the three on the left fell and screamed, and one was so scared that he hid in a corner.
Luke didn't say anything.
Mindy, however, snorted in frustration. "I actually missed one."
She had used two guns, but Luke had only used a Colt King Cobra.
Luke's four targets had all been wiped out, and she had missed one. The difference was really huge.
But she didn't feel disappointed.
Compete with V in marksmanship? She had long since given up on that idea.
Whether it was the battle between V and Bullseye or the marksmanship that V had displayed tonight, he was at least a level higher than her. It was hard to make up for that with guns and bullets alone.
In the office at the end of the hallway, Frank D 'Amico's expression was gloomy.
Leroy said in a low voice, "Let's go, boss. The situation is still under our control, but it might not be the case later."
D 'Amico's bald head flashed coldly. After a brief silence, he raised his hand and pointed. "You, take them out and hold them off."
He first pointed at Leroy, then at his five subordinates on both sides of the door.
"Huh? I'm going too? "Leroy pointed at his nose in surprise. His subordinates looked at each other.
D 'Amico snorted. "If you don't go, do you think I'll go? Hurry up. "
Clenching his teeth, Leroy turned around and waved his hand. "All of you, go."
The criminals didn't move for a moment.
Leroy raised the gun in his hand. "I said, go."
"Nicola, you go first," the two criminals shouted as they came back to their senses.
Together, the two of them pushed the bandit closest to the door, Nicolas, to the door.
The unlucky Nicola staggered. After he steadied himself, he looked at his two companions and said with a sad face, "But I, I only have one gun. You have two …"
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