Jiang Cheng held a pistol in each hand. When he saw a black shadow flashing at the top of the stairs, he did not say anything and raised his hands to shoot. Before the gunmen who came down to investigate the situation could react, they were shot dead by Jiang Cheng. Their bodies lay on the stairs.
When the gunmen behind saw that the person in front of them had fallen to the ground, they raised their guns and aimed at the bottom of the stairs. The magazines of four submachine guns and three pistols were emptied in an instant, but they did not even hurt Jiang Cheng's skin.
Jiang Cheng hid in a blind spot at the top of the stairs and stared upstairs. The gunmen on the top of the stairs heard that there was no sound from below and thought that the person who came had been killed. In fact, they had not figured out who the enemy was until now. Although the whole building was equipped with surveillance cameras, when they saw the dead person lying on the ground, they knew that someone had sneaked in. However, every step Jiang Cheng took was very careful. With every step he took, he would shoot down the camera in front of him. In this way, he could put himself in an invisible space at any time. The enemy could not find him, and naturally, they would reveal all kinds of flaws, and he could kill them one by one at will.
However, these Albanians were too weak. Jiang Cheng only relied on two pistols to defeat them. Jiang Cheng did not even use half of the magazine on him.
While Jiang Cheng was fighting fiercely with the gunmen on the stairs, in a large suite on the third floor, a Southern European man with a full beard was hurriedly taking out a semi-automatic pistol from a drawer. Under the protection of several guards, he walked to the top of the stairs and said to the gunmen, "Warriors, I don't care who is coming down here. I order you to kill her now. After killing her, each person will be rewarded with 5,000 euros. Warriors, go!"
As the saying goes, money makes the world go round. A group of gunmen were just afraid of Jiang Cheng's terrifying combat power. When they heard the big boss Morey said that killing the person below would be rewarded with 5,000 euros per person. This was a large sum of money, enough for them to play for a few days. The gunmen immediately became excited. They shouted in Albanian, which Jiang Cheng did not understand, and rushed down.
However, when they had just summoned their courage to rush down the stairs, an emerald green iron lump suddenly appeared in everyone's field of vision. Everyone was shocked. This thing was too familiar. Wasn't this the same thing they had just thrown down?
The sudden appearance of the grenade surprised everyone, but they had already rushed to the first path. It was definitely too late to run back, and if they rushed forward, they would run into the muzzle of the enemy's gun. Just as they were in a daze, the grenade that Jiang Cheng threw exploded with a loud bang, and suddenly there was a burst of blood rain at the top of the stairs. The seven gunmen were killed in an instant.
When Morey and a few of his men saw this scene, they thought that the French government's special police force had come. The first thing that came to Morey's mind was to run!
He did not want to avenge his brothers, nor did he think about the huge amount of money hidden in his house. He took his gun and ran madly into his room. As he ran, he could hear the popping sounds of gunshots behind him. One shot, two shots, three shots. After three shots, the gunshots stopped. His three men behind him also stopped shouting. Morey knew that at this time, they were already dead.
The opponent was a sharpshooter. Every shot was fatal. Morey only wanted to run into his room and then use something to block the door to prevent him from rushing in. However, at the moment when he was about to step into the room, a hot bullet hit his right thigh. Morey could not help but stagger and fall at the door of the room.
Jiang Cheng blew at the muzzle that was still smoking. He slowly walked step by step towards the legendary demon who killed without batting an eye. He squatted in front of Morey and used the still smoking muzzle to press against Morey's neck.
Due to the continuous design of the Type-92 pistol, the temperature of the muzzle was abnormally high. When Jiang Cheng pressed such a hot spot against Morey's flesh, it immediately caused Morey to scream in pain.
After a few seconds, the temperature of the muzzle dropped. Jiang Cheng pulled back his gun and asked Morey, "Are you Morey Dud Cabunara? Hmm? "
Morey did not speak. He stared fiercely at the smiling Asian man in front of him. Although his face was smiling, Morey felt that he was a demon.
Jiang Cheng saw that this person actually did not answer his question honestly. He switched to another gun. Jiang Cheng clearly remembered that there was still a bullet in this gun's magazine. He picked up the gun and shot at Morey's uninjured left thigh. Before the muzzle could cool down, he once again pressed the gun against Morey's neck.
With his left thigh being shot, coupled with the heat from the muzzle, Morey instantly felt that he could not stand it anymore. He said, "If you have the ability, then kill me with one shot!"
Jiang Cheng said proudly, "Hmph, killing you would be too easy on you. I don't care who you are, I just want to ask you a question. Tell me, where did you lock up the Chinese girl who was sent over from Singapore this morning?"
Morey finally understood. So this person was looking for a woman. He had thought that it was someone sent by the Triad boss in China City to kill him. At that time, he had even scolded the Triad boss in his heart. After receiving his money and woman, they actually sent someone to kill him. The Chinese people were really dishonest.
He did not expect that this person was not sent by the Triad boss, but came alone to look for a woman. That woman must have a great relationship with him. Otherwise, he would not have killed so many people just to ask for her.
Morey pleaded, "Hero, let's talk, let's talk. I know who you're looking for. Are you looking for a very beautiful Chinese woman with long black hair?"
When Jiang Cheng heard this, he hurriedly said, "Yes, she is the one I'm looking for. Tell me, where did you lock her up?"
"I didn't lock her up. She's not with me!"
"Then where is she? If you don't tell me, I'll f * cking shoot you to death, f * ck you! "
Of course, Morey believed that he would kill him with one shot. He had killed dozens of his subordinates below without even batting an eyelid. It was very obvious that he was a character who often killed people. This kind of person was most likely from the special forces, or had worked in the mercenary army. All of them were able to shoot from a hundred steps away, fast as lightning, and kill people like flies. In their dictionaries, there was no such thing as forgiveness.
Morey had not lived enough. He had not enjoyed the colorful world of France enough. He hurriedly said, "I know where she is, I know where she is, please don't kill me!"
"Tell me, where is she?"
Morey could clearly see that the eyes of the Oriental man in front of him were about to pop out. He swallowed and said, "She is now being escorted to China City!"
"China City?" Jiang Cheng understood a little. It seemed that the foreman was right. Morey had indeed used beautiful women to please the underworld bosses in China City.
Jiang Cheng continued to ask, "Tell me, where in China City will she be sent to? What's the name of their boss?"
"I don't know where exactly, because we can only send her to the entrance of China City. She will be picked up by the Triad."
"What's the name of the Triad's boss? Where does he live? "Jiang Cheng continued to ask.
Mo Lei was about to cry. He could feel his body slowly turning cold. Mo Lei knew that this was because he had lost too much blood. This Devil didn't have any sense of humanity at all. He didn't even know how to bandage him before asking questions. But Mo Lei thought about it, how could a Devil have any sense of humanity?
Morey cried and said, "Boss, I don't know where he lives either. I only know that he is the boss of the Triad. The people in China City call him Brother Ma!"
"Brother Ma?"
"Yes, Brother Ma, he's the king of the whole Paris underworld. He's the most powerful gangster in Paris. The Russians, Germans, French, and us are no match for him. He has thousands of underlings, and he can easily pull out a few hundred of them. Even the government can't do anything to them. I'm also forced to do this. Brother Ma is very lecherous. We have to offer him beautiful women every few days. If he doesn't like them, we'll all be in big trouble."
At this time, Morey did not look like an all-powerful underworld boss. Instead, he looked like a poor man who had been bullied by evil people. Seeing this, Jiang Cheng also felt embarrassed. Jiang Cheng said, "Even if you are unlucky, you shouldn't bring your bad luck to me and my woman. I'm sorry, Mr. Morey. You have crossed my bottom line. So, I'm going to send you to meet your God. Oh, yes, I'm sorry. I forgot to ask you. What religion do you believe in?"
Jiang Cheng knew that there were three religions in Albania. The most common religion was Islam, followed by the Orthodox Church and Christianity. He just remembered that he had not asked about the other party's religion and had directly said that he would send him to see God. If the other party was a believer of Allah, wouldn't he be sending him to the wrong place? So he still had to ask this question clearly.
When Morey heard that Jiang Cheng was going to send him to meet God, he was instantly frightened. He lay on the ground and kept praying and shouting the name of Allah. However, his crotch slowly began to become wet. Jiang Cheng soon smelled the urine. Jiang Cheng pinched his nose and said to Morey, who was desperately begging for mercy, "I'm sorry, sir. No matter what you believe in, I can't let you stay."
With a "Da" sound, the gun was fired, but no bullets came out. Jiang Cheng couldn't help but wonder why there were no bullets at this time. He pressed the magazine to take a look, and sure enough, the two pistols' magazines were empty.
Jiang Cheng could not help but feel happy. It seemed that the merciful Allah had saved his life at this critical moment.
Jiang Cheng put away the pistol and said to Morey, "Remember, don't do such evil things in the future. This time, Allah saved you. Next time, you won't be so lucky. You'd better go back home!"
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