"Yes! Eugene! You were the first one to shout! What the hell is going on!"
Kroon's two confidants, Hank and Rocky, immediately pointed their spearheads at Eugene, and their hands unconsciously reached for the pistols at their waists.
Eugene was locked in three murderous gazes. His body seemed to tense slightly, but a mixture of grief, grievance and suppressed anger quickly appeared on his face.
"Brothers!" Eugene stepped forward and said with deep sorrow, "Hank, Rocky, Griff... If I, Eugene, wanted to harm the boss, would I have to resort to such a stupid method that would involve myself? Am I crazy?!"
He took a deep breath, his eyes reddened, and spoke in a sad and angry tone: "In the final analysis, it was that venomous snake, Reeves, who forced the boss to death! He humiliated the boss in front of the entire New York upper class and angered him to death! This revenge must be avenged! Reeves is still in New York. Let's call on our brothers and take down that damn Speaker!"
After hearing what Eugene said, everyone dispelled their doubts about him.
A bloodthirsty gleam instantly flashed in the eyes of Hank, Rocky, and Griff.
"Yes! Revenge! Smash that Chicago bastard!"
"Let's do it now! Avenge the boss!"
The three desperadoes were blinded by the flames of revenge. They roared in unison and believed Eugene's "life and death together" performance without any hesitation.
The ferocity cultivated by the long-term bloody fighting in New York and the twisted loyalty to Kron made them want to use the blood of Ribbs to wash away the humiliation at this moment.
Seeing that the three desperadoes had been fooled, Eugene's eyes flashed with a "crazy" light.
He slammed his hand on the table, making a loud noise. "Hank, Rocky, Griff! And all of you—the boss always treated us with such kindness! Now he's been harmed by that Chicago snake, Reeves! Can you swallow this?!"
"I can't swallow it!!" Hank was the first to roar, holding the MP5 submachine gun tightly in his hand.
Rocky and Griff also growled at the same time, "Kill him!", their faces distorted with flesh.
The rest of the diehard fans were equally enraged. Fueled by the flames of revenge, the last shred of doubt they had was drowned out by the murderous intent.
Kruen's strongest force - the twelve desperadoes brought from Chicago - were now completely ignited by "sadness and anger".
"Alright! Let's go now!" Eugene's eyes flashed with a "crazy" light, and his voice was resolute, "I've found out that Reeves is staying on the top floor of the skyscraper hotel owned by the Thorne Group tonight! Let's go and send him to hell now!"
Hank and the other two had no doubts at all.
They quickly rushed into the armory, grabbed several loaded automatic rifles and shotguns, and each of them put spare magazines and pistols in their pockets.
Everyone was checking their guns, and the harsh sound of metal colliding and the "click" of pulling the bolt filled the air.
"Get in!" Eugene jumped into the driver's seat of a heavy armored vehicle with the 'Black Rabbit Security' logo painted on it.
Hankla opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat, while Rocky and Griff, holding their weapons, squeezed into the spacious rear passenger compartment with the rest of their confidants - this specially modified black iron beast was just big enough to fit the twelve of them who were burning with rage for revenge.
The tires screeched harshly as they scraped against the ground. The car rushed out of the underground garage of the Black Rabbit Security New York branch like a wild beast, and plunged into the cold and deserted streets of New York before dawn.
The car was filled with the strong smell of gunpowder. Hank gritted his teeth and wiped the barrel of his gun with his sleeve, cursing Reeves. Rocky and Griff stared at the dim street scene passing by outside the window, their fingers on the triggers, their bodies trembling slightly with excitement.
Eugene gripped the steering wheel tightly and stepped on the accelerator almost to the bottom.
The car sped along the empty streets. He deliberately chose a secluded route. Instead of heading straight for the hotel, he drove towards an area near the Hudson River.
"Eugene, why are we going this way?" Hank, who was in the passenger seat, looked at the river outside the window in confusion. Outside the car window, the huge steel skeleton of the Brooklyn Bridge was faintly visible in the dim light.
"Go to the riverside! There are no surveillance cameras here!"
Without even turning his head, Eugene swerved the car and rushed onto the Brooklyn Bridge at breakneck speed. In the middle of the bridge, the icy Hudson River flowed in the darkness dozens of meters below.
"Okay! Drive faster!" Hank was still cursing, "Kill Reeves and avenge the boss..."
Just then!
Eugene's eyes became as cold as a blade, and all the disguised madness completely faded away, leaving only cruel calculation.
The moment the car reached the center of the bridge, he suddenly made a sharp turn and growled, "The boss is waiting for you!"
The people behind the armored vehicle were thrown into a ball in an instant, and the weapons in their hands fell to the ground.
"Fuck! What are you doing?!" Hank was the first one to be thrown towards the car door by the huge centrifugal force. Only then did he realize that something was wrong and screamed!
But it's too late!
The moment the car rushed towards the concrete guardrail of the bridge, Eugene unbuckled his seat belt in a flash.
Almost half a second before the car hit the guardrail, Eugene suddenly opened his driver's door and jumped out!
Boom——Crack——!
The heavy armored vehicle, like an out-of-control metal beast, crashed through the reinforced guardrails of the Brooklyn Bridge!
The car drew a parabola in the air and then plummeted into the Hudson River below.
"Eugene!!! Fuck..." Hank's roar came from mid-air and was instantly swallowed up by the sound of wind and water.
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