Struggle in the world of American comics

The most common home for homeless gypsies is a vehicle.

Those who have money use RVs, and those who don’t have money can pull their own cars. The variety is amazing.

Jordani rushed into a crowd of vehicles, and his target was a large, heavy-looking modified box truck.

Inside the vehicle is the bedroom, with no obstructions, and a young couple is engaged in the business of reproducing offspring.

Seeing Jordani rushing in, the young couple suddenly screamed.

Jordani quickly rushed to the driver's seat, aimed a gun at him, showed a hint of apology, and said, "Although it's a bit abrupt, I think you two will give me the key, right?"

When the gun was pointed at the young couple, they immediately stopped screaming, did not dare to say anything, and pointed sharply in the direction of the sun visor.

Jordani opened the sun visor and a bunch of keys fell out.

Only then did Jordani glance at the figure rushing towards him from a distance, then turned around and said, "I can give you about fourteen seconds. You can choose whether to put on clothes or take valuables."

The young couple probably had never seen such a polite robber. The man hesitated and said, "Can I choose both?"

Jordani was speechless and said, "There are still ten seconds."

After saying that, Jordani started the car directly and fired a series of shots at the figures rushing forward. Three or four people fell on the road on the spot.

The young couple were shameless people who wanted money. One took the cash and the other took the jewelry box and jumped out of the car.

Jordani didn't have time to comment on the young couple's choice. He looked at the figures approaching from all directions and stepped on the accelerator to the ground.

Modified box truck, thick enough and strong enough

Amidst bursts of roars like the roar of a ferocious beast, Jordani drove the car and opened a passage. He fired with a gun in one hand and controlled the steering wheel with the other, rampaging through the entire Roma camp.

A large number of bullets poured down like a torrential rain, and the top of the car that was driving crazily was instantly smashed into sieves.

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A bullet spattered, almost grazing Jordani's head, and landed on the car seat.

Without thinking, Jordani activated the arc ballistic technique, and a bullet swirled, killing a young killer who was hiding behind the bunker and taking aim secretly.

It is easy to pull the trigger, but it is very difficult for an ordinary person without strict training to hit a high-speed moving object.

Even in the army, among a hundred people, it may not be possible to cultivate a sharpshooter.

The conditions in Camp Roma used to be very difficult. Only those killers who were elite enough during the death training had the opportunity to conduct extensive shooting training.

The rest of the people, even if it is not said to be a shooting of faith, there is not much need for deliberate precautions.

During the rampage, Jordani only needed to defend and kill the elite killers hidden in the crowd, which was enough to ensure a considerable degree of safety.

The whole Roma camp soon became chaotic.

Jordani's combat skills are perfect, but his driving skills are more impressive. It's okay to drive on the street for a walk, but he can't do anything for intense firefights and dodges.

Fortunately, the modified box truck was extremely strong, and the gathering points one after another were scattered, but the vehicle under Jordani still did not stop.

No matter what Seve's plan was, since Jordani had already entered the Roma camp, he had no intention of going back empty-handed.

With a casual shot, he killed a killer who was picking up the car on the way, looking at the death training camp that was already close at hand.

Without any hesitation, Jordani stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, crashing into it like a completely frightened buffalo on the grassland.

The door guarded by many people was slammed open, and the vehicle stopped on a huge stone pillar.

Soon, more than seven or eight people gathered around, all carrying typical AK47s, shooting at close range in the direction of the driver's seat of the vehicle.

The firing lasted for dozens of seconds, and the driver's seat of the vehicle was almost turned into a hornet's nest.

Just when the sound of gunfire faded, Jordani suddenly slid out from under the car, got up, roundhouse kick, shooting technique, three consecutive shots, step shot, instant kick, and moving shot.

Jordani's purpose is to arrest people, not to fight with the increasing number of killers in the death camp.

The Glock 17 pistol has a fierce rate of fire, almost comparable to that of a micro punch. Jordani's shooting skills are even more astonishing. As he rushes past, from a distance, it looks like Jordani suppresses the fire with one person's power. There seemed to be dozens of people living in a long passage.

A large number of bullets were coming out at an angle, and the magazine in Jordani's waist was completely empty by Jordani in less than ten minutes.

At this time, Jordani had arrived at the outskirts of a very exquisite-looking gathering place.

This is where the most elite killers and the highest council in the entire Roma camp are located.

He casually threw out the two Glock 17 pistols in his hands and knocked over the two figures who had escaped. Jordani pulled out two Tokarevs from his back with his backhand, and the violent gunshots directly shattered their heads. .

The core council gathering place was much more relaxed than Jordani had imagined.

Listening carefully, Jordani discovered that on the opposite side of the gathering place, there were continuous gunshots, like a downpour. There seemed to be a group of people who were also attacking Camp Roma. The fighting there was more fierce than Jordani's place. Much.

As Jordani was running around full of doubts, at a corner in the distance, a group of people suddenly came towards Jordani's direction in a panic.

It's different from the enemies that rushed in before.

This group of people is more like a group of professional bodyguards, or desperadoes, protecting a bearded white man in the middle, and seems to want to retreat somewhere.

Ulysses Crow

After seeing clearly the figure who was fleeing in panic, Jordani was a little confused.

What's going on? I'm afraid that I can't find it, so why do I come here to give him a head?

In fact, Jordani didn't have to think too much. After the group of people ran over and saw Jordani, they fired a hail of bullets at Jordani without thinking.

Jordani turned over and hid behind a car. He did not rush to fight back, but quietly analyzed the gunshots.

Seven seconds later, there was a lull in the gunfire from the opposite side. Jordani stepped out and fired a total of fourteen bullets in no more than two kinds of time.

The desperadoes protecting Ulysses Klaue fell to the ground instantly.

Jordani threw away the two Tokarevs that had been drained of bullets, took off the 1911 from his chest, and waved to Ulysses Klaue from a distance of more than ten meters.

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Jordani's response was a sudden shot from Ulysses with a ferocious look on his face. Immediately afterwards, Ulysses ran away regardless of whether he was hit or not.

bang bang

One shot knocked down the incoming bullet, and the other shot hit the ground in front of Ulysses and picked up a trace of dirt.

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Another shot knocked the gun out of Ulysses' hand.

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Another shot broke the index finger that Ulysses used to pull the trigger.

"fk, this is one of my last five fingers, fk mommy"

Amidst a series of roars and roars, Ulysses clenched his fists and cursed as hard as he could at Jordani.

Jordanian didn't care about the other party's scolding, and just waved at the other party again.

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