Half an hour later, when 30 planes from T-Valley took off into the air, five planes from Detroit had already arrived over Cromwell.

They caused a huge stir when they landed on the makeshift runway erected by Tom's commander.

Jason, who came in person, looked at Tom, who was emaciated after being shot, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Tom said, "Those guys are being bitten south by my men." You help me keep an eye on them, Charlie will be here soon. ”

"What about Mrs. Victor?"

"She's resting. Don't mention anything now, fill up your tank and go, I'm going to grab those guys before Charlie arrives and help me Jason. ”

"I understand, I understand." Jason hugged him gently.

At this time, Louis's gang has been chased by the security guards of the crazy Victor family.

Speaking of which, they almost caught Tom last night, but who knew that the security guards came so quickly, and the alarmed police also arrived quickly.

So they had no choice but to abandon the operation and turn around and retreat.

At first, they used their speed to shake off their pursuers.

But the policemen from the town ahead rushed out to stop them, and Louis's gang of two dozen men fled desperately in six cars, throwing off the policemen who were not working but did not dare to approach the city easily, and then the fuel would not be replenished.

This led to their cars quickly turning into scrap metal.

They had to walk on their feet, and then they were overtaken by the New Yorkers, who had heard the news.

However, by this time, they had already arrived at Wausau, 30 kilometers away from the incident site.

They weren't here, they were all the damn cops.

They were going to Columbia City.

As the name suggests, there are a lot of Colombian immigrants over there, and it is one of their points of contact.

But now they're off track.

Seeing the occasional sign, Luis realized that he had run to Wausau, 35 kilometers to the west.

It's a run-down farmstead.

The New Yorkers chased after them like wolfdogs and blocked them outside.

Speaking of which, it's been six hours since the chase, and the New Yorkers are having a hard time, but they're even worse.

There were only five New Yorkers at the moment, and the brother who led the group was nicknamed Liszt Pliers because he could crush wine bottles with his bare hands.

Speaking of which, he is still Sonny's playmate, so he has the trust of Victor.

After the incident, he was full of self-blame, but Liszt was very smart, and he understood that reinforcements would arrive soon, so he pressed the other party's tail, just constantly consuming the other party's energy.

As the two sides faced each other through the crumbling walls, Luis finally decided to draw lots to leave five men to entangle each other, while the others took the opportunity to flee the increasingly unsafe area.

These people were outlaws, and they had no objection to Louis's decision.

Because they all know that only in this way can other people live.

As for the ones left, it's a lottery anyway, and that depends on fate.

Luis's deputy, Jones, the Indian Jones, simply said, "Get rid of me and give me a little more of your ammunition." Then choose four of them. ”

He is a well-known "poisoner. Pin Warrior".

This guy once slaughtered 9 people after he sucked up in Monterrey.

Because of history, he hated all white Americans, so he was extremely reused by Estela.

Louis, who had a good relationship with him, said, "It's not fair. ”

Jones smiled indifferently: "They're not my opponents, I'll drag them until dark and then go to Columbia City." ”

He didn't think the guys who lived in the city by collecting protection money and opening casinos were really capable of anything.

Louis said to him, "It must be unsafe over there, and we'll get there... ”

"Then go straight back to Monterrey! Anyway, we'll already earn it by killing Victor. Jones felt that each had to go his own way.

This was a solution, and Louis agreed.

They then drew lots to select four more men, and Louis left them with enough ammunition.

Before leaving the farmstead, the callous creature who was in the face of Victor's death shouted, "Jones, you must come back alive." ”

He knew that his brother was fighting for his own opportunity.

Jones waved his hand, "Let's go." ”

While they were deliberating, Liszt also made the decision to take a detour to the back of the farm, and he told the brothers in front not to be impulsive in any case, but to just lock up the people.

Then he wiped it off the side.

Jones was keenly aware of his intentions and immediately rushed over.

Now these people are not ready to escape, they have changed their strategy and want to fight hard.

And the New Yorkers are still trying to bite them, and the mentality determines that the moment the two sides collide, they immediately divide the superiority.

Jones kicked open the wooden door next door, and with both guns in his hands, he fired the gun directly at the running Liszt from a distance.

Bang bang bang!

Liszt, who had already made a dodge move when he saw someone coming, was still hit in the thigh by a bullet.

Without hesitation, the brothers around him rushed to him, only to be hit by three bullets.

The 20 bullets fired by the two Brownings instantly enveloped Liszt's range of activity.

Liszt, who was sitting on the ground, held up the brother's already limp body, and blood immediately drenched his head.

"And four more." Jones smirked and quickly changed his magazine, slamming two spot shots into Liszt's side, shouting, "Kill them!" ”

His men immediately rushed out and tangled up with the New Yorkers trying to rescue them.

At this time, Liszt endured severe pain and held his dead brother and shot him in the armpit.

The bullet flew over Jones's shoulder, and he replied to Liszt with a bullet without even jumping half an eyelid.

The bullet hit Liszt's left foot and directly destroyed his shoe.

Then Jones fired another shot, and at the same time Liszt pulled the trigger neatly.

The bullet hit Liszt's exposed ribs.

Liszt's bullet drilled into Jones's left shoulder, but it was extremely brave, and his body just shook backwards and then pulled the trigger firmly on Liszt.

This time, the bullet brought down the corpse directly, exposing Liszt to Jones completely.

Bang bang bang!

The gangsters and the South American thugs immediately turned up bombarding each other.

The wilderness outside of Vausau was overgrown with weeds, and the facades of dilapidated farmsteads were popping with bullets.

The sound of gunfire, gunsmoke, and blood filled the surroundings of the beasts.

Eventually, Liszt, who was sitting on the ground, jumped up and jumped on the spot after being pushed by the biting bullet, but Jones also fell to the ground because he was also shot in the thigh.

At this time, the other side also divided the winner and loser.

The three New Yorkers traded the death of one for the death of two opponents and moved closer to Liszt.

Now the two sides are back to the same starting line, three against three.