The white Chevrolet was traveling at a normal speed.

The butcher suddenly stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards several motorcyclists on the street. When he was about to hit the motorcycles, he turned the steering wheel and stepped on the brakes.

The tires made a long, sharp sound and drifted sideways to the side of the road.

Almost at the same time, Reeves rolled down the window, and the four people in the car raised their submachine guns and stretched out their arms together.

The sound of gunfire rang out.

Several motorcyclists on the street were beaten to pieces in an instant and lay in a pool of blood.

"You sour bitch! Someone is attacking us!" When the other motorcyclists nearby heard the gunshots, they immediately gathered towards the Chevrolet from all directions.

They pulled out their pistols and shot at the Chevrolet.

"Drive!" Ribs shouted loudly, lowering his head to avoid the bullets.

Bullets were fired from all directions, whizzing past overhead, and the glass on all four sides of the Chevrolet was full of holes.

The butcher dodged the bullets while shifting gears, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed out.

"Don't let them run away! Get in the car and chase them!" the Hell's Angels members around shouted.

Some of them drove, some rode motorcycles, and they started quickly, chasing after Ribs and others.

"Butcher! Go around the main road and drive south!" Ribs commanded.

The Chevrolet sped through the Hell Angels' territory, followed by two black cars and four Harley motorcycles.

The Hell's Angels member chasing behind him leaned half of his body out of the car window and fired frantically at the Chevrolet in front of him.

Ribs was sitting in the passenger seat and wanted to fire back, but he couldn't find any angle to shoot.

He simply went straight to the back seat. The glass at the back of the car was full of cracks and he couldn't see clearly at all.

Reeves fired a volley of bullets directly at the glass, and the entire rear glass of the car was blown away, and the vision suddenly became clear.

Then he lowered his head to change a new magazine and raised his head from the back seat.

A car was following closely behind, and Ribbs hit the driver's seat.

Da da da da!

The rear car window was suddenly splattered with blood.

The driver was hit by several bullets in the chest. His face was hideous and he was spitting blood. He lay motionless on the steering wheel.

The car suddenly lost control and crashed to the side, knocking the two motorcyclists next to it to the side of the road.

The two remaining bikers immediately pulled out their guns and shot at Reeves, but at high speeds, without accurate shooting skills, they had no way of hitting him, and none of their shots hit him.

Reeves changed the magazine again, stood up calmly, and killed the two motorcyclists chasing him with a few more shots.

The only remaining car didn't dare to chase anymore. It braked and stopped, allowing Ribs to escape from their territory.

This counterattack was quite impressive! They killed another ten or so Hell's Angels without losing a single one of their own.

In Inglewood, the Hell's Angels were the only ones bullying others. No one dared to attack the Hell's Angels.

When gang leader Kennel learned about this, his expression suddenly became serious.

It seems that this Python Gang member, Reeves, is indeed quite capable and a good fighter. His reputation is definitely not in vain! If he is allowed to develop, there will be endless troubles in the future.

Kennedy immediately summoned several small leaders and prepared to take real action against the Python Gang and directly eliminate the gang.

In the Hell's Angels' lair, in a small room in a machine repair shop, all three of Kenneth's generals were present.

These three are ranked in no particular order, each has their own strengths.

The first is Hawkeye Luca. He always wears sunglasses and a black windbreaker with a raised collar that covers his chin. He is skilled in using a sniper rifle and performing long-range assassinations.

Next up is Iron Fist Ted. A retired MMA professional, he boasts a stern face and a piercing gaze. It's said his punches are as swift as the wind and as powerful as lightning, capable of punching through a 10cm-thick stone slab.

The third is Dr. Joey. He's a gentle, bespectacled man with a frail frame. However, he's skilled at crafting all sorts of bombs: timed, remote-controlled, and sensor-activated. Many of the gang's biggest events rely on Dr. Joey's bombs.

Kennell looked at the three people in front of him and said, "You've all heard about that Ribus from the Python Gang! This guy is quite brave, daring to attack us! We have to find a way to kill him and prevent future trouble."

Hawkeye Luca said, "Let me do it! I'll find an opportunity and snipe him down with one shot."

Iron Fist Ted said, "Let me do it! I heard this guy is pretty good with his fists and feet. I've been wanting to spar with him for a long time! Let him die with my iron fist!"

"Big brothers, stop arguing!" Dr. Joey adjusted his glasses and said, "You don't need to do anything about this. I can just plant a bomb under his car and blow it up into the sky!"

Seeing that his three generals were eager to try, Kennell was very satisfied.

In the end, Kennell decided that an explosion would be safer, so he said, "Joey, you take care of this! They have other gangs to deal with!"

"Okay! No problem!" said Dr. Joey. "In a few days, Reeves will be in space!"

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After attacking the Hell's Angels, Reeves thought they would launch a massive counterattack.

He instructed his men to be prepared at all times to deal with attacks from the Hell's Angels.

But after several days, the bikers didn't make any movement.

Libus was still wondering, is such a big gang really so cowardly? After being beaten once, they kept silent?

In any case, it is a good thing for Ribs that the opponent does not fight back, so he can just do what he should do.

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