Misunderstanding resolved.

An Yi also found out that the guy whose gun he had just taken away was called Sean, and the one standing at the bedroom door was called Ryder, and they were both Bill's men.

"What happened?"

Knowing that Bill was seriously injured, An Yi asked anxiously.

"Bill was still undergoing surgery when we came here, and his condition wasn't good. We'll just get some things for him and go back. Or should we talk in the car?" Sean said.

An Yi immediately followed them into the car.

Reid was driving, and Sean and Anyi were sitting in the back. On the way, Reid told Anyi that Bill had been shot three times and was now in a private hospital receiving treatment. His condition was very serious.

They went to collect a debt today. The other party was a Spanish gang leader named Cook. The Jewish gang did not sell drugs, but there was always a need for that stuff, so after negotiation, the Spanish gang was allowed to sell in the Jewish gang's neighborhood, and they would collect part of the profits.

Cook was in charge of selling goods in Bill's street and had five or six men under him. Bill took Sean and Ryder to find Cook. Cook was going to delay and even wanted to shirk his debt. Bill threatened him, but he didn't expect that Cook actually pulled out a gun and shot Bill several times.

After several shots were fired, Cook and his men fled, and the two of them rushed to take Bill to treat him.

"We made some inquiries before coming here. We found out that Cook's guy lost a lot of money in an underground casino half a month ago, about 10,000 US dollars. We estimate that he lost all his share, so he can't take it out." Sean said.

At this time, Ryder, who was driving, interrupted and said, "I suspect that Cook was on drugs and was a little out of his mind, otherwise he wouldn't have been so crazy."

An Yi remembered that Bill said this morning that he wanted to receive a large sum of money, five thousand US dollars, which should be this share.

Unexpectedly, an accident happened.

The car quickly arrived at the private clinic.

The three of them went in, and Sean stopped a passing female nurse and asked, "Ms. Nurse, how is Bill?"

"The doctor is still operating to remove the bullet from his stomach. He is bleeding a lot. I don't know if he can be saved."

After saying this, the female nurse turned around and went into the emergency room.

After waiting for about half an hour, the door of the emergency room finally opened, and a middle-aged doctor and two nurses came out pushing a bed.

Bill lay on the bed, his face pale, his eyes closed and no reaction at all.

"Dr. Murphy, how's Bill?" Sean asked.

Dr. Murphy pushed up his glasses and glanced at Bill. "The three bullets have been taken out and the wounds have been treated. However, his injuries are too severe and he has lost too much blood. I'm afraid his chance of survival is only 30%."

"I have tried my best and done everything I can. Now it all depends on God's will."

The bed was pushed into the next ward and the nurse gave Bill an infusion.

An Yi felt very uncomfortable when he saw Bill, whose face was as pale as paper. The two had fought together for three years, and Bill was his best brother.

Knowing that he was not living a good life, he immediately asked me to come to Los Angeles to help me survive here, but now he was beaten and nearly died.

After the nurse settled them down, she looked at the three people sitting in the room and said impatiently, "Get out. You are of no use to the patients here and you might even bring in germs."

Three people were rushed out of the ward.

In the yard, Sean handed An Yi a cigarette.

"Do you know where this Cook lives?"

An Yi asked after taking a deep puff of smoke.

"Yes, it's B43-79 Brown Street, a two-story building," Sean said.

"What does that Cook look like?"

"Baldy, about forty years old, easy to recognize. Why are you asking this?" Reid looked at An Yi and asked.

An Yi had no explanation.

After the three of them finished smoking, Sean said to An Yi, "We have to go back and report to the boss about Bill's matter. What about you, Tom?"

"You guys go, I'll stay here with Bill." An Yi said.

Sean and Ryder drive away.

It was completely dark outside now.

Ambient lights come on.

The wind blew up in the evening.

It feels a little cool on my face.

An Yi came to Bill's ward again. The nurse had already left and Bill was the only one left in the room. He lay quietly on the bed, breathing weakly and his face pale.

An Yi walked to the bedside.

Patting Bill's face, he said in a deep voice:

"Bill, hang in there. You didn't even die on the battlefield. It would be a shame to die at the hands of a thug."

"Brother, you can rest here with peace of mind. I will help you complete the things you haven't completed, and I will make the other party pay a sufficient price."

After saying that, he turned and left the ward.

We hailed a taxi on the road and quickly returned to Bill's house.

Lifting up the sofa, two Colt M1911 pistols were revealed underneath.

Insert the magazine and give the bolt a firm pull.

“Crack~!”

The bullet is loaded.

Two guns were placed on the coffee table.

Turn off the lights.

An Yi sat quietly on the sofa in the living room.

I don't know how much time passed.

“Dangdangdang~~!”

The clock rang.

There are 12 sounds in total.

It was exactly 12 o'clock in the morning.

An Yi stood up, grabbed two guns from the coffee table and put them behind his waist, then took two magazines and put them in his pocket.

He took a hat from the coat rack, put it on his head, lowered it slightly, opened the door and walked out.

......

Brown Street.

in the shadows.

An Yi looked at the small building opposite.

It was 1:30 in the morning and everything was quiet.

An Yi came to the back fence, put his hand on the fence, jumped in, and landed silently on the lawn in the yard.

Come to the backyard door and gently turn the doorknob.

Plug it in.

I went to the window and looked. There was a faint light coming from inside. It should be the night light in the living room. I pushed the window but it didn't open. I walked to another window, which was the kitchen. I pushed the sliding window and there was movement.

He slowly lifted the window, climbed in flexibly and easily, and stepped onto the stove to land in the house.

There was a corridor outside the kitchen with several rooms on both sides. An Yi leaned close to the door and listened, and heard heavy snoring coming from inside.

He carefully arrived at the living room. The lights were on but no one was there. He walked to the front door and opened the bolt so that he could escape at any time.

Take off your hat and hang it on the coat rack at the door.

He pulled out two pistols from behind, opened the safety, loaded the bullets, and opened the door of one of the rooms with ease.

On the bed, a guy was sleeping soundly.

Pistol raised.

"Bang!"

The bullet went straight through the man's head, and the bed sheet was stained red by the rising blood mist.

The guy on the bed trembled slightly and then remained motionless.

The gunshots startled the others, and several people immediately rushed out from other rooms with weapons in their hands. However, as soon as they opened the door, they were greeted by a dense hail of bullets.

“Bang, bang, bang~!”

“Bang bang bang bang~!”

There was a burst of gunfire in the villa, and the four people who rushed out of the room were all shot in the chest and abdomen and fell to the ground.

An Yi glanced at these guys and saw no bald guy, so it seemed that Cook was not among them.

Just when An Yi was thinking of Cook, there was a slight noise suddenly coming from upstairs. An Yi felt his nerves tense up and a sense of danger came over him.

Without any hesitation, he fell forward.

“Bang~!”

There was a loud gunshot, and a big hole was shot in the wall next to An Yi, and rubble splashed all over his face.

......

Cook was sleeping upstairs. Because he had many enemies, he was usually very alert. When he heard the gunshots, he woke up immediately, rushed to the bed, and reached out to grab the rifle on the cupboard.

This is a Winchester M1887 lever-action shotgun that uses 12-gauge shotgun shells. It is extremely powerful and was once a household name in the West. In the movie "Terminator", Schwarzenegger used this gun to fight the T-800 robot.

Cook pulled the lever hard and the bullet clicked into place, and rushed out of the room in his pajamas.

He saw a figure through the gap in the stairs and without saying a word he raised his hand and shot. Unfortunately, the guy dodged in advance.

"Asshole, I'm going to kill you!"

“Crack~Bang!”

“Crack~Bang!”

Cook walked down while firing, and a big hole was blown out in the corner where An Yi was hiding. Because the opponent's firepower was too strong, he was suppressed.

After a quick thought, An Yi looked at the corpse on the ground.

He picked up a guy and threw him out. Cook saw a figure coming out from inside and immediately raised his gun and pulled the trigger.

“Bang~!”

The shotgun shells hit the body, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

The light was dim and Cook couldn't see clearly who the body belonged to.

After attracting Cook's firepower, An Yi finally found an opportunity. He flew sideways out of the corner of the wall and fired several shots at the people on the stairs.

“Bang bang bang bang~!”

“Ah~!”

A scream.

Cook was shot twice.

One shot hit him in the stomach and the other hit him in the arm holding the gun. Cook fell to the ground and the shotgun in his hand fell to the ground and rolled down the stairs.

An Yi stood up, raised his gun and walked towards Cook.

Cook finally saw who was coming. It was a young man whom he did not know. He looked at him with cold eyes. He could sense the murderous intent in him.

"Don't, don't kill me!"

Cook pleaded in pain, holding his stomach.

An Yi looked at Bald Cook coldly, "Haha, Bill, do you know that he is my brother?"

Cook finally knew who was trying to kill him.

"I can give you money, all of it, just don't kill..."

“Bang~!”

Before Cook could finish his words, An Yi shot him in the head.

He had no interest in wasting time talking to his enemies.

Look around the room.

There was blood everywhere in the corridor, on the walls, and on the stairwells. Six corpses were lying in a mess, making this place look like a hell.

After killing six people, An Yi didn't feel uncomfortable at all. In fact, the adrenaline secretion from the previous battle made him a little excited.

In more than half a year, An Yi's soul has completely merged with Tom Hardy's soul. Tom is a guy who has experienced the real slaughterhouse of war, and the current situation is just a small scene for him.

Arriving at Cook's room, An Yi turned on the light, opened several drawers of the boss's desk and searched, and found a stack of money in one of the drawers.

......