Chapter 20, thread
Clay Ronald!
Since you took the initiative to find the door, don't blame me for being rude.
Soon, Roger had a plan.
"Little horse, do you know where Ronald and their lair are?" Roger said to the little horse waiting at the entrance of the alley.
"I know, his lair is in an abandoned building in Brooklyn, and there are several smaller dens in Queens."
Xiao Ma recalled for a moment, and replied quickly.
"Okay, send me the address."
After speaking, Roger told Xiao Ma his mobile phone number.
It didn't take long before he received a message from Xiao Ma.
In addition to the addresses of Ronald's dens, Xiao Ma also sent some personnel information he knew.
"Um... are you planning to go there alone? I can help you..."
Having said that, Xiao Ma himself bowed his head a little embarrassed.
"You are already helping me! Well, see you next time if you have a chance!"
After reading the message from Pony, Roger patted him on the shoulder and left Chinatown directly.
Xiao Ma is not bad, but his strength is a little bit worse.
If his strength could be a little stronger, Roger wouldn't mind accepting a younger brother.
But even if he wants to take in the younger brother, that will be the future.
He has no plans to develop his own power for the time being.
After stopping a taxi at the intersection of Chinatown, he started to Brooklyn.
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An abandoned building in Brooklyn.
For some reason, Ronald has had a bad hunch since the night began, and always felt that something would happen tonight.
However, after seeing the big black man sitting in front of him and the few who exuded murderous intent, as if he had come out of a ninja from a thriller movie, his anxiety disappeared a lot.
The big black man sitting in front of him was called Suwanda, one of the "five fingers" of the Ninja Killer Group Hand Association.
Under normal circumstances, Ronald, who is just a small gang leader, can't have anything to do with the infamous hand-gathering.
But just a few days ago, Shouhehui suddenly approached him and offered to cooperate.
The content of the cooperation is very simple. Shouhehui will use his smuggling channel to transport a batch of "goods."
In return, the hand union can help him solve some enemies that he can't solve.
Ronald, who has been in the underworld for many years but has not been able to expand his gang, did not miss this opportunity that fell from the sky and agreed.
Today is the day when they formally reached a cooperation agreement.
Starting tomorrow, Ronald's smuggling channels will be owned by Shouhehui, and Shouhehui will also arrange for ninjas to ensure his safety until the cooperation officially ends.
After sending away Sowanda respectfully, Ronald looked at the six-handed ninja standing behind him with a smile on his face.
He had seen the strength of these ninjas just now.
The subordinate that he can hit the most, in a one-on-one situation, in front of these ninjas, couldn't even support it for three seconds.
And this is still in the case that he is holding a weapon under his hand, and the ninja is unarmed.
"From now on, the six of you will follow me to protect my safety."
Ronald said to these ninjas.
These ninjas didn't speak, they just glanced at him with cold eyes.
Ronald swallowed involuntarily with the cold eyes without any anger.
If it hadn't been for Suwanda had just reminded him that these ninjas would not have any communication with him, but would obey his orders 100%, he would have thought that he had become the target of these ninjas now.
Don't speak without speaking,
Too many words killer is not a qualified killer. Just when Ronald was considering starting with his enemy, Roger, dressed in casual clothes, came downstairs in the building.
After confirming the address, he looked up at this abandoned building with less than ten floors.
Most of the floors were pitch black, and only some faint lights came out from the four, five, six and three floors.
Ronald's gang is not too big, and all of them add up to just over a hundred people, and these over one hundred people are also distributed in different neighborhoods.
In this so-called "headquarters", there are only forty or fifty people at most.
Of course, this is only Xiao Ma's speculation.
Although Xiao Ma has dealt with Ronald's people, he has never been here, and he is not particularly clear about the specific situation in the building.
Forty or fifty street gangsters who have not undergone professional combat, except for a slightly larger number, are not a problem at all.
In terms of the degree of threat, these people are far inferior to the Osborne Group action team.
After taking a deep breath, he stretched out his right hand and made white silk threads one after another from his palm.
Under his control, these silk threads quickly entangled together and condensed into a one-meter-long white short stick.
Wire stick!
This is a skill he developed casually when he practiced the parasitic line yesterday.
Wind a large number of thin threads together to make the melee weapon you want.
This is not a fighting move, it can only be said to be a skill. UU reading www.uukanshu.com
After adapting to the weight of the string stick, Roger walked straight to the abandoned building in front of him.
Dealing with these gangsters is nothing more than stealth, just walk in openly.
Although these little gangsters may also have pistols in their hands, Roger had no plans to use the bullet thread or the five-color thread before the opponent took the gun.
"stop!"
He had just walked into the first floor of the building, and several punks who were in charge of guarding the first floor surrounded him.
"Who are you, who asked you to come over!"
Roger didn't speak. When these punks came only two or three meters away from him, he took the initiative to attack.
His legs instantly energized, and holding the white short stick, he suddenly came to the front of these little gangsters.
Then, lift the stick and drop!
Bang! Bang! Bang...
Although he has not specifically practiced the so-called sword and stick techniques, it does not require any advanced fighting skills to deal with these punks.
The short sticks made of hundreds of white silk threads slammed on these little gangsters fiercely.
It only took less than two or three seconds, and these little bastards who were in charge of guarding the first floor were knocked out by him.
Ignoring these little bastards who fell to the ground in a coma, he walked directly to the second floor.
No one on the second floor!
No one on the third floor!
Is the defense so lax?
Roger did not expect that he would come to the third floor so easily.
This Ronald is not vigilant enough!
After slandering in his heart, he continued to walk towards the fourth floor.
When he arrived on the fourth floor, he finally understood why there were no gangsters guarding the second and third floors.