Thwack!
Thwack!
Thwack!
The man had already gone silent and still after the first swing of the fire axe; the next two were just to ensure a complete separation.
Honestly, the video effect was indeed maximized. He then tossed the axe to another companion, who then ferociously dragged a woman in front of the phone.
He was also preparing a tense and exciting separation video. Just as he raised the axe, gunshots suddenly rang out from behind them.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
Three consecutive shots directly blew the heads off the three outermost people. Then, Johnny walked in, his arm slightly raised, and continued to fire.
The performance of the HK417 was fully unleashed. Johnny's hand speed was incredibly fast; the drug dealers didn't even have time to react before Johnny shot them in the head one by one.
In just a few short seconds, all nine drug dealer members on the first floor were killed. It was also fortunate that they were all gathered there, concentrated to film the video; otherwise, Johnny would have had to expend more effort.
The woman looked at Johnny, still shaken. Johnny didn't speak, he just continued to walk further inside.
Johnny was not a bloodthirsty person. He naturally knew the situation, so he did not execute the full clearance plan.
Moreover, these people were also victims.
After checking the first floor, Johnny headed for the second floor. At the stairwell, he saw a drug dealer coming down and immediately shot and eliminated him without a word.
Continuing upstairs, Johnny arrived on the second floor. As soon as he showed his head, he caught the attention of the drug dealers inside. They immediately prepared to draw their guns. Johnny's reaction was also very fast; his gun moved quickly, and four precise shots took down four people.
Afterward, Johnny began to search, but as he passed the restroom, gunshots suddenly rang out from inside.
Bang! Bang!
Two bullets directly hit Johnny's chest. It stung a bit, but it wasn't a big problem. He quickly turned his muzzle and fired four shots directly at the restroom door. Then, there was no more movement inside.
Seeing the blood flowing out from inside, Johnny turned and left, but the gunshots had already alerted the people on the third floor.
Johnny had already heard the sounds of running and shouting upstairs.
Johnny arrived at the stairwell and peered up, finding no movement. He took a flashbang from his tactical vest.
After pulling the pin, Johnny threw the flashbang directly upstairs.
Click!
Following the crisp sound of the flashbang landing, the next second, a blinding white light erupted from above.
Boom!
Johnny immediately rushed up the stairs. As soon as he entered, he saw two drug dealers covering their eyes, disoriented and yelling, and another one on the ground, retching and vomiting.
Johnny didn't hesitate to give each of them a bullet. After dealing with these three people, he continued further inside.
There was another person inside who had been stunned. Johnny didn't even think twice and put a bullet in his forehead.
Double-tapping is a good habit.
He then continued further inside, but Johnny immediately darted out of the doorway as a burst of bullets grazed the wall and shot outwards.
That was close, he almost got hit. He had just peeked in, and the guy also looked towards the door.
Johnny couldn't be bothered with pleasantries. He directly took an M67 grenade from his tactical vest, pulled the pin, released the safety lever, and threw it inside.
Boom!
An explosion rang out, sending countless shrapnel flying in all directions. Johnny quickly performed a tactical peek and fired, all in one fluid motion.
Two unfortunate individuals, who had already been hit by shrapnel, immediately met their end under Johnny's gun.
Another person was less severely injured but was still screaming in pain. Johnny also delivered a'silence package' directly.
When he finally reached the innermost part, he saw a man with an injured leg struggling to crawl further inside, a long trail of bright red blood marking his path on the floor.
Johnny came up to him and stepped on his injured leg. "You're their boss, right? Can you tell me why you're hunting me?"
The man, whose wound was being stepped on, only wanted to scream in pain, but under the dark muzzle of the gun, he chose to endure.
After hearing Johnny's words, he finally realized what kind of person he had provoked.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
He didn't admit to what he had done. Johnny couldn't be bothered with further talk, so he slightly moved his gun and fired a shot directly at his thigh.
Puff!
The 7.62mm bullet instantly tore a wound in his thigh, and blood gushed out.
"Ah!"
Intense pain flooded his mind in an instant, causing the man to wail uncontrollably.
"I'll talk! I'll talk!"
He no longer dared to be stubborn, because this kind of suffering was more unbearable than being directly killed.
Stinging pains stimulated his nerves, and extensive blood loss made him feel a bit dizzy.
"My subordinates discovered that the CIA had placed something in that phone booth, which is why I sent my men to stake it out and then to kill you," the man immediately and honestly revealed everything he knew.
That the CIA would be discovered by drug dealers, they must have been informants, right?
Otherwise, with a group of well-trained agents like the CIA, how could they have been unaware after being staked out?
"Because recently, the FBI in the United States conducted a large-scale arrest of our subordinates within US territory, causing us to lose a lot of property."
As the man recounted, Johnny finally understood that he had been targeted by this guy simply due to pure bad luck.
And what he mentioned about the FBI arresting the drug dealers' subordinates was probably a consequence of this incident, aimed at forcing Fausto to recall Diaz.
In fact, Matt's strategy was very successful, and Fausto did indeed act as Matt had anticipated.
However, the mission was completed, but there were still aftershocks, and it even affected him, which made him very unhappy.
"Alright, I forgive you."
As Johnny said this, he withdrew his foot from the other man's leg. Hearing Johnny's tone, the drug dealer thought the other party was going to let him go.
However, the next second, Johnny aimed the HK417's muzzle at his forehead. "But that doesn't mean I'm letting you off the hook."
Puff!
After finishing off this drug lord with one shot, Johnny checked and found no remaining evidence.
Only then did he leave, satisfied.
As he left, he didn't forget to take the drug lord's cash in a handbag.
It was a full 500,000 usd. Indeed, the most lucrative business isn't robbing banks, but this kind of trade.
By the time Johnny returned to Texas, it was already 4 PM.
Unfortunately, the Continental Hotel in Texas is located in Houston, so he could only drive in that direction.
The money still needed to be deposited; otherwise, carrying it would be inconvenient.
At 8:57 PM, Johnny arrived at the Houston Continental Hotel branch and walked straight in, carrying the handbag. Soon, Johnny's account had an additional 310,000 usd.
As for the CIA account, it had already been credited, bringing Johnny's current assets to 25.72 million usd.
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