Blue and White Society Chapter 217: End of task

There are a lot of guns circulating in Kenya. Unlike the neighborhood gangs in the city, the country gangs are often more vicious and have no bottom line.

The small town of Pulis is extremely chaotic, and there are almost no people maintaining law and order here, like a lawless place.

Boys are taught **** people since they were young, and knives are their toys. All adult men are equipped with guns, and even when they sleep, they have to put a pistol under their pillows to guard against possible violence at any time.

As for gangs in such places, it is even more commonplace for so-called attacks.

As soon as he heard his companion shouting, he rushed out with a gun in hand.

However, after rushing out, they were all dumbfounded.

I saw two companions in the hall fainted to the ground, and only a little girl with smooth and fair skin was standing in the field wearing a panda sweater and carrying a backpack.

In his hand, he was holding a pistol of an unfamiliar style.

"Is this an intrusion?"

"A girl with a toy gun?"

"I thought it was the gang from Timana next door who called."

The black people couldn't help but relax, but the boss looked suspiciously at Mo Poor, then at the two fainted people on the ground, and then said, "Look quickly, someone must have sneaked in."

They felt that Mo Poor was nothing to worry about, maybe it was to attract their attention, and if the two companions fainted, there must still be enemies.

"What about the little girl?"

"Take her away and send her down below to lock her up."

They were vigilant about their surroundings, but they were quite relaxed towards Mo Poor. A black man walked over directly and wanted to take Mo Poor away.

Mo Poor stepped back and said, "Surround the house I'm in immediately. Pay attention, wear bulletproof vests, everyone inside has firearms, and snipers are also deployed to prevent accidents. When you are ready, attack directly !”

The members of Pulis's gang heard this, and immediately looked at Mo Poor.

A little guy, in front of a dozen of their strong gang members, is not afraid.

Obviously, someone really called and sent a little girl as a microphone to declare war on them here.

But, is this too funny?

"The **** in Timana can't hold a gun? They even let a little girl pass the message."

Although there are big fights among their gangs, most of which are sneak attacks, occasionally they will declare war openly, sending people to fight first, and then fighting.

Generally, this style of play is not on a large scale. Either they bought new weapons to show off their power, or they were old and brain-dead and wanted to gain a wave of prestige.

But is this looking down on them? Or is it just a recently popular way of mocking? Such a cute Asian girl, very valuable, just sent it? For a moment, they couldn't tell whether it was a mockery or a brain damage.

"Have their brains been eaten by dogs?" The leader of the Pulis gang sneered.

"Boss, I heard that this girl has a bulletproof vest. It seems that Timana bought a high-end product to show off!" said one of his subordinates.

Boss Pulis said sharply: "Shit! What's the use of body armor! It's expensive and useless, Timana is a bunch of soft bubbles!"

This kind of country gang will even buy second-hand guns, body armor? Why did you buy that thing? how? Found a mine?

In their place, the guns cut off the hands, the legs were shot and the legs were amputated, and the medical conditions are the same.

"Boss, she also said that there are snipers!" said the subordinate.

The boss sneered and said: "Sniper shit, people in Timana like to brag! At most, it's a shotgun with a mirror!"

"Shotguns are also very expensive, boss, and this little girl is worth at least 100,000 shillings, which is enough to buy four AKs, and they sent them casually... Think about it carefully, boss! They might really I got mine!"

The boss disdainfully said: "It's a waste of money, good equipment they have to spend, one bullet can kill people, buying such a good thing is just cheaper for us!"

As he spoke, he looked at Mo Poor and growled, "Since the people from Timana gave us four AKs, then I'm not going to be polite, just take them down!"

Mo Poor's face sank, one hundred thousand shillings is about 6,700 yuan, presumably she is a good person, and she is a foreigner, so the price has been raised a lot. It should be cheaper to switch to a local black girl.

At this moment, a black man was close in front of him, and he grabbed Mo Poor with his bare hands.

It is impossible for them to attach much importance to a seven or eight-year-old girl. Even if Mo Poor holds a gun in his hand, it is considered a toy gun.

"Hey!" The black man smiled, grabbing it as he was sure to win, but he felt a blur in front of him.

Mo Poor jumped up high, hit his knee directly on the black man's chin, and heard the sound of bone cracking, and the black man fell backwards with a loud crash.

His jaw was shattered, blood was pouring from his mouth, and he was unconscious.

Everyone was in an uproar. Seeing such a fierce little loli with their own eyes, they really doubted life.

"How is that possible?"

"She's just a kid!"

Although he was horrified, Mo Poor's appearance was too deceptive. At this moment, the boss was still thinking: "Can Chinese children know kung fu?"

Just as they were about to swarm up, there was a messy gunshot outside, and then someone rushed in and cried, "Boss! It's not good! Hit, hit, hit...it's coming!"

There was a little commotion in the house, but it was still calm, after all, the little girl was sent to the afternoon.

The boss waved his hand and said, "Why are you panicking! Didn't you tell us to be vigilant nearby? It's not like we're unprepared, just fight back! How many people are there?"

The black man who reported the message was trembling all over, his eyes were staring, his nose was dripping with tears, and he seemed crazy.

"They...eight...eight..." The man faltered, his tongue was tied, and he insisted that he couldn't make sense.

The boss wondered: "Eight people? What are you afraid of eight people? We have dozens of brothers!"

"No no... woo... no no..." The man cried anxiously and waved his hands frantically.

The boss' face changed, and he said in shock: "What? Could it be eighty? Are you crazy? They actually came out in full force! Is this going to fight us?"

Everyone's expression changed drastically, and it would be fine to fight each other normally, as no one could kill anyone.

Dare to come out in full force, do you intend to destroy their gang? What is there to rely on to dare to have such great ambitions?

"Boss! Did they really discover the mine?" The subordinates were surprised.

The boss gritted his teeth and rushed to the window to look out with everyone.

I saw that their outpost at the head of the village was directly bulldozed, and four tanks opened the way, rushing over the broken iron fence outside their town.

And farther behind, dozens of armored vehicles came out to disembark people, all of them were loaded with live ammunition.

Looking at the other side of the town, it was also surrounded. Four tanks opened the way, smashing through all the roadblocks, and many soldiers followed behind.

Seeing all this, a group of black people trembled with horror in their eyes.

The boss roared loudly: "Damn, how many people are here!"

He grabbed the messenger by the neck and sprayed his face with saliva.

The messenger had a mournful face, and finally managed to speak fluently: "Eight...eight tanks, the number of people...is inaccurate!"

"Fake!" The boss kicked the man away, and then heard the sound of the helicopter propeller.

Looking at the sky again, there are six armed helicopters cruising around at some point, dominating the airspace of the entire town.

With such a huge force, everyone in the small town was shocked.

This small town is extremely chaotic, everyone is related to this gang, some are the lowest-level laborers, and some are the family members of the gang members.

Every family has a gun and has always only obeyed the local gang.

At this moment, seeing so many regular troops intruding, I don't know how to fight at all.

Boom!

The roadblocks on the street were prepared for a gun battle, but they were knocked away by the tank at once, and the people hiding behind had no desire to resist.

I saw the gunmen on the side of the road kneeling on the ground one after another, holding their guns horizontally, and raising their hands high, not daring to move.

The soldiers came over, collected their guns, and just stood there, doing nothing.

The black people kneeling on the ground were sweating coldly, completely unaware of what happened, cursing the boss frantically in their hearts: Why are there so many troops here? Damn, is that guy a traitor?

The younger brothers in the house are also looking at the boss. Their small gangs will not be taken care of by the higher-ups. Unless they swell to a large size and threaten the rule, they usually come to collect a sum of money to fool them. passed.

"Boss! What the **** did you do!"

"I still want to talk about you! Who messed with me!"

Speaking, the boss suddenly looked at Mo Poor, and said in a daze, "By the way, you...what the **** is going on?"

Mo Poor ignored him at all, pointed his gun at the basement door and said, "Clear the venue!"

As soon as the words were finished, there was the sound of a broken window upstairs, followed by dozens of people in black combat uniforms breaking in from all directions.

"Shua!" The black man in the room didn't say a word, fell to the ground in an instant, put his head in his hands and didn't move, leaving only a pair of eyes looking up nervously.

The whole set of movements is neat and fast!

Alexander held a gun and looked at the ground and said: "The whole building is under control, only the basement is left. There are three heat sources in the basement... Is the target inside?"

Mo Poor nodded and said, "That's right, it's inside, have you confirmed that there is no other exit from the basement?"

"No, there is only one exit through this iron gate." Alexander said.

"That's good. The basement itself has become a cage. The shadow has no other choice but to come out through this iron door." Mo Poor said, staring at the crack of the door.

Immediately, someone brought a bright light and kicked open the iron door, illuminating the basement brightly.

I saw three women tied there in the basement, all black, one of them was very light-skinned, only fourteen or fifteen years old, and it was Asha.

She had already 'woke up', sitting on the ground with a dejected face, her hands were tied, and at this moment, her eyes were illuminated by the strong light, so she could only turn sideways and look bitter.

"If I see anything wrong with your shadow, I will kill you immediately, don't take chances, throw the amulet on your body now." Mo Poor said in a voice.

The other two black girls in the basement were terrified at first, thinking that a group of men would break in with guns. But when he saw Mo Poor, a little girl wearing a panda sweater, walking in, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

But immediately after, Mo Poor fired three shots in a row, and the three shots shot across the edge of the rope on the three of them, breaking the rope directly.

The two women were taken aback. They didn't know that Mo Poor was showing his marksmanship to prevent Asha from still desperately resisting.

Asha shook off the rope, sighed, and threw the amulet.

Mo Poor waved his hand and it was a small box, which happened to catch the amulet in the air and fell to the ground, and it automatically closed and locked.

"Take me away..." Asha said dejectedly.

Mo Poor stepped forward, and when he was about to get close, he suddenly jumped up and slashed the back of Asha's neck with a blow with lightning speed.

Asha was knocked down with a bang, her voice was extremely heavy.

Everyone was taken aback, and the two women panicked again seeing a little girl being so violent.

But immediately after, Asha got up and said angrily: "I'm already arrested, why are you still beating me!"

Mo Poor lifted the panda's hood and laughed, "Who knows if it's a real amulet? What if you throw a fake one out to paralyze me? Eh? Why don't you faint?"

Asha was so angry that she threw another amulet from her body and fell to the ground, saying, "Cut! I'm dizzy!"

"It's also... over..."

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