A guy hid behind a tree with half of his body exposed. He thought he was hiding well, but in An Yi's eyes he was a sitting duck.

Aim and shoot in one go.

“Bang~!”

The guy behind the tree screamed and fell to the ground.

There are six people on the opposite side.

As soon as they met, An Yi shot one of them dead with a revolver, and now he shot two more dead with a rifle. Now there are only three people left.

The M1941 Johnson rifle is not actually a very good rifle. Its accuracy is much worse than that of the 98K, and even worse than the Springfield and Garand. Its only advantage is that it is semi-automatic, has a large magazine capacity, and can load 10 rounds at a time.

The only reason An Yi chose him was because he was familiar with it and had a good feel for it. With this gun, he could exert his greatest combat power.

"Great boss!"

When Sean saw An Yi kill another man, he couldn't help but scream.

Reid looked at An Yi with admiration in his eyes.

If the boss hadn't discovered the crisis in advance, he would have been beaten into a sieve. The opponents were all equipped with heavy weapons, but the boss actually shot and killed three of them, suppressing them so much that they dared not raise their heads.

The guys across the street were indeed frightened by An Yi.

Originally they had an absolute advantage, but now they are at a disadvantage.

“Asshole~!”

A guy came out roaring, holding a machine gun and shooting wildly at An Yi and his group.

“Bang~!”

With a crisp gunshot, the guy fell to the ground.

An Yi glanced at the corpse on the ground indifferently.

"Stupid B!"

This kind of crazy shooting may be considered brave in gang conflicts, but if it happens on a battlefield, it will make you a sitting duck.

Three seconds to live.

Another guy poked half of his head out.

Bang~!

There was a hole in his hat instantly.

Blood gushed out.

The last gunman was so frightened that he jumped up and ran back, trying to escape. But he had only run a few meters when he fell to the ground at the sound of a gunshot.

The shooting stopped.

The world is peaceful again.

There were six bodies lying on the ground.

It was the first time for Sean and Reid to experience such a big fight. They were so scared that they kept gasping for breath and their bodies were shaking.

"Boss, what do we do now?"

An Yi stood up with the gun in hand, thought for a few seconds and said, "Clean up the battlefield and put the bodies and guns on the truck."

"By the way, watch out for anyone pretending to be dead."

Sean and Ryder went to clean up the battlefield and found that no one was pretending to be dead. It was mainly because of An Yi's shooting accuracy that he killed one enemy with one bullet.

An Yi looked at how these people were dressed and frowned slightly.

"What do you see?"

Sean swallowed and said, "Boss, he looks like he's Irish."

Although they are all white, there are still slight differences between them, and by the way they dress, you can still tell them apart.

Six bodies and guns were thrown onto the enemy truck.

"Sean, you and Ryder drive our truck to pull the things back, then notify Boss Fred and tell him what happened here. I will take these bodies to the suburbs to avoid any other trouble." An Yi said quickly.

"Okay, boss."

Sean and Reid drove away in a truck with broken windows. An Yi got on the other truck and drove out of the city with the corpses.

Just ten minutes after they left, a police car arrived, but the police only saw blood, bullet casings and broken glass on the road.

"There was a fierce gun battle here. Look at the bullet shells all over the ground. It's like a war." said a policeman.

"I heard that there was a gunfight on Strong Street just now. A truck belonging to the Jewish gang was robbed and three people were killed. The truck was even blown up. I suspect it was done by other gangs."

"The boss had warned us that things might not be peaceful recently, but I didn't expect it to be this intense."

"In this game, haha, I don't know who won."

"Well, since you didn't see the body, please sign in and leave."

They simply took note of the leader's words and left without any intention of conducting a further investigation. They knew in their hearts what had happened.

An Yi drove the car and stopped in a forest on the outskirts of Los Angeles. He got out of the car, took out a cigarette, lit it, and smoked silently while waiting for someone to come.

More than half an hour later, two cars drove over from a distance.

The car in front is Sean and Ryder.

The car behind was that of the Jewish gang leader Fred, who was accompanied by his second in command Alan Payne and several other leaders.

Several people looked at the bodies in the back of the car. A leader pointed at one of the bodies and said, "I know this guy. He is Yates from the North Shore Gang. The others should be his men."

It is now completely certain that the attack was carried out by the Irish.

Fred looked at Anyi and praised him, "Hadi, I've heard from Sean what happened. You did a great job."

The other leaders also looked at An Yi.

They already knew that their truck had been ambushed. Hardy discovered the danger in advance. The other side got out of the car and attacked. Hardy responded calmly and killed six of the other side's gunmen by himself.

They asked themselves, if they were ambushed in that situation, what chance would they have of survival?

I'm afraid not a cent.

The man in front of us, Jon Hardy, not only survived, but also killed all the enemies.

One has to admire it.

Fred's face turned gloomy and he said, "Before you were ambushed, another group of people ambushed Alejandro's truck, killed Alejandro and his two men, stole the goods, and finally blew up and burned the truck."

"It's very Irish, crazy and ruthless."

Second in command Alan Payne and several other leaders felt that their boss's analysis was correct. Now that Hardy had killed six Irishmen, it was almost 100% certain that the Irish were responsible.

"Did the Irish attack the truck just to steal the goods? I'm afraid it's not that simple. A few days ago, several bars in our area were robbed and three nightclubs were disrupted. There were Irish, Mexicans, and even Russians and Poles. I suspect someone colluded and several gangs united to deal with us."

Hearing Fred say this, the people below were all horrified. If other gangs joined forces, it would indeed be a very difficult matter.

"What do you think we should do?" asked the second-in-command, Alan Payne.

Fred thought for a moment and said, "In the recent period, tell your subordinates to be careful and cautious in their work and be aware of possible sneak attacks at any time."

"Revenge. We have been attacked and must respond. This will also have a deterrent effect. Allen, go back and prepare some men. We are going to give the Irish a severe counterattack."

The matter was settled and the others got on board.

Fred looked at An Yi again with an admiring look on his face: "Hadi, you handled these two incidents very well. I said you are suitable for this line of work. I am optimistic about you."

After saying that, he turned and left.

After the bosses left, Sean and Reid dared to come over.

"Boss, what should we do next?"

An Yi looked at the bodies in the car and ordered, "Ryder, take down all the submachine guns in the car and put them in a bag. They may be useful later."

"Sean, put some gas out."

The two of them immediately got busy.

Submachine gun put away.

The car was filled with gasoline.

An Yi took out a match, lit a cigarette for himself, and threw the match head at the truck.

“Huh~!”

The truck burst into flames.

The raging fire soon engulfed the entire car.

An Yi and Sean Ryder got in the car and left the forest.