The Wolf of Los Angeles.

Chapter 153: Activate the ultimate move
The flames from the corpse roared into Camilla's ears, extinguishing the fire of revenge in her heart.

This is not a villa at all, it's clearly a slaughterhouse!

The relationship between the butcher and the prey changed as they entered the yard.

The enemy has the advantage of terrain and is hiding in the dark, while our side is fighting in an unfamiliar place and is exposed under the light.

Camilla gnashed her teeth and shouted, "Go! Go quickly!"

Those she brought with her were her elite troops, and they couldn't all die here.

She took off a smoke bomb and threw it.

A burst of white smoke rose in front of the villa.

Hawke also heard the loud shouting. He listened carefully to the direction where the sound came from and fired continuously.

Then he moved to another window and asked through the headset: "What's going on?"

Erica was in a state of excitement, her voice was full of joy, and she replied: "I killed five of the eight!"

Hawke said: "They wanted to run, so they set off a smoke bomb. I was ready to use my ultimate move."

"Leave all these bastards behind!" If anyone dared to break into her house alive, Erica would make sure they were lying down before leaving.

Hawke picked up the remote and pressed the sprinkler button.

In the backyard, someone shouted loudly: "Boss, hurry up, we'll hold them back!"

"Let's go!" Two people from the front yard also responded.

Camilla treats her subordinates well, and some of them fight for her at critical moments.

The two Mexican youths jumped out from their hiding place in a frenzy, one holding an AK and the other holding an AR, and they shot wildly at the second floor.

Camilla and a few others took the opportunity to run towards the gate.

Amid the gunfire, a strange vibration sound came from underground.

Dozens of sprinklers, the kind commonly used on stadium lawns, rose up and then turned, spraying liquid all around.

Inside the room, Hawke and Erica had already pulled gas masks out of their tactical vests and put them on their heads.

The pungent smell of chili pepper filled the air, and the two gunmen who were shooting had their oral and nasal mucosa irritated, causing them to sneeze repeatedly.

A lot of liquid fell on their exposed faces, hands and necks, causing severe pain like high-temperature burns, and even making it impossible for them to hold the guns in their hands.

The moment Camilla smelled the odor and sneezed, she pulled up her black coat and covered her head with it, blocking her mouth and nose.

These bastards actually used biological weapons!

Camilla felt as if it was raining and heard the screams of her men.

She didn't dare to open her clothes to look.

In the bedroom on the second floor, Hawke stood behind the window, aiming his AR15 with an infrared scope at the fastest runner.

It was obviously a woman, and a woman with a very good figure.

But in Hawke's eyes, she has only one identity - enemy!
Treat your enemies as ruthlessly as the cold winter.

Hawke did not hesitate for a moment. He pulled the trigger with the same decisiveness and ease as if he were shooting at a target.

The AR beeped three times in a row.

All three bullets hit Camilla's back. The woman rushed out and fell to the ground.

This woman is an excellent marksman.

But in this completely asymmetrical battle, there was no chance to even perform.

Hawke moved the muzzle of his gun and called out the names of the other people who were fleeing one by one.

One body after another fell to the ground.

Erica's voice suddenly came from the headset: "Oh no, I killed all eight of them here, you have to leave one alive!"

Hawke suspected she did it on purpose, but had no evidence.

However, there was still a living person in the yard, rolling in the pepper water.

Hawke turned off the sprayer, adjusted his breathing rhythm, found the right opportunity, and shot the guy once in both arms and legs.

The man was hit in the arms and legs by an automatic rifle. Even if he recovers, he will be half useless.

The gunshots stopped and the villa became completely quiet.

The pungent smell of pepper water is a bit unpleasant.

Under the bright lights, the villa yard was in a mess and was completely ruined.

In this battle, it’s not so much Hawke and Erica’s shooting skills that won, but their money.

Not to mention the time and effort the two spent on renovating this place, they invested $100,000.

Now, it would cost hundreds of thousands of dollars to restore it.

Hawke closed the windows and took off his gas mask. The smell in the house was still tolerable.

Erica came in through the door carrying a gun and a mask.

Hawke was relieved to see that she was not injured and said, "I'll keep her alive."

"There were eight people in the backyard, and I shot them all dead." The ruthless female detective left no one alive under her gun.

Hawke kept staring at the surveillance footage on the computer screen: "I left one behind, he can't run away."

The car parked outside the villa never moved.

Erica said: "They are very confident. With all the people coming in, they are confident that they can definitely kill the two of us."

Hawke carefully watched the surveillance video for a while, then picked up the telescope and looked at the bodies in the yard. He said, "It seems that they are all Mexican."

He thought of a possibility: "Could it be that the Mule Gang came to take revenge?"

"It's possible." Erica heard the sound of an engine in the sky, and quickly took out her cell phone, made a call, and started talking to the other side. Not long after, Hawke saw two helicopters flying in the distance, with bright lights on the nose, which was quite conspicuous.

Soon, the plane arrived over the villa and a SWAT team carried out a rappelling.

Erica used her cell phone to communicate with people and said, "One of us."

Hawk then put down the AR rifle and sat back in the chair in front of the computer.

The paramedics who came with SWAT provided emergency medical assistance to the only surviving gunman.

The guy, lying in a pool of blood and pepper water, had fainted from the pain.

Erica went to negotiate with the LAPD and handed over the area outside the house to the LAPD.

Just two minutes later, a large police car arrived with sirens blaring.

It took only six minutes from the time Erica called the police to the time the helicopter arrived.

But Hawke and Erica were too fierce, and the yard was too dangerous. Camilla and her men couldn't even hold out for five minutes.

As LAPD fully intervened, the number of attackers was quickly determined, a total of 21 people, one woman and twenty men, all of Mexican descent.

Among them are several Mule Gang members who are on the LAPD's wanted list.

This brief but intense firefight left twenty attackers dead and one seriously injured.

The dead woman was Camila Fernandez, one of the three leaders of the Mule Gang, and was rumored to have close ties with the famous Mexican dwarf Guzman.

Her deputy, Ayala, is a typical example of a Mexican special police officer turned trafficker.

He was also shot dead on the spot.

Then news came that two security guards in Yinhu Community died on duty.

Twenty minutes later, reporters began to arrive and gathered outside the wall, filming frantically in the hope of capturing important news.

LAPD set up a cordon around the villa wall.

Hawke had previously installed hidden surveillance cameras outside the villa, and now he copied the data from the server and handed it over to the person in charge of the detective bureau on the scene.

At the beginning of the surveillance, the footage was not clear, but it was possible to make out that these guys were holding automatic and semi-automatic weapons and climbing over the wall to enter the villa compound.

After the lights came on, the picture became clearer. The Mule Gang members were armed with a variety of weapons including AK, AR and shotguns.

Susie, who is in charge of media and public relations for the LAPD, rushed over from home.

She covered her nose, endured the pungent smell, walked through the yard full of bullet shells and bullet holes, and entered the villa.

Susie was visibly relieved to see Erica was safe.

If the LAPD's star officer died in the Mule Gang's revenge, it would inevitably cause a wave of public opinion.

Then Susie saw Hawke.

She looked at Hawke, then at Erica, and for some reason, she felt something was not right.

Suddenly, I thought of something. When these two people get together and have a similar gunfight, including the LAPD's marketing-style arrest, how many times has this happened?

Then he looked out the window again. The corpses, blood, and weapons on the ground all indicated one thing.

This pair is ten times more ferocious than the bandits!
Susie went to watch the surveillance video again and thought that this couple was really cruel. They turned a nice house into a fortress.

Fortunately, this is the case, otherwise there would be no certain outcome tonight.

Susie talked to the person in charge of the detective bureau at the scene, quietly found Hawke, and said, "This incident tonight is a good publicity material..."

Hawke understood what she meant and said, "Don't worry about it yet, let's see what Erica means."

Susie nodded slightly.

Hawke's cell phone rang and he took it out and answered it.

Megan Taylor's voice came from the other end: "I just got a news tip that your girlfriend was attacked by multiple gunmen at home tonight?"

Hawke said, "I'm right here."

Megan said softly: "Let me reveal a little bit, because I never interfere in your life."

"Isn't this what we agreed on?" Hawke thought for a moment and revealed something: "There were more than 20 gunmen, using automatic weapons and actively launching the attack. Most of them were killed by Erica and I."

Megan knew Hawke very well: "You must have the video."

Hawke said directly: "I can't give it to you even if I have it. We can talk about this later."

Megan said: "If you want to choose a media to broadcast the video, you must come to me. The price offered by Fox is unmatched by other TV stations."

Hawke said, "Let's wait until it's confirmed."

He hung up the phone on his own initiative and glanced at Erica.

Erica took the weapons she and Hawke used, as well as the collected shell casings, and handed them over to her colleagues in the technical department.

Some necessary procedures must be followed.

Brian Ferguson entered the villa in the name of Erica's relative.

He saw his cousin was busy and hurried over to find Hawke.

"What happened here?" Brian was almost stunned: "Has a world war broken out?"

Hawke thought of what the bastard had said and put the blame on him first: "You are a jinx. You insisted on saying that Erica and I would be attacked by more gunmen. As a result, we were attacked by more than 20 gunmen!"

He put the blame on Brian: "This gunfight tonight is all your fault! You should change your name to Brian Crow's Mouth!"

Brian couldn't bear such a big blame, nor did he want to bear it, so he refuted: "Blame me? Did Robert Downey Jr. have anything to do with me? Did the yacht attack have anything to do with me? Did your joint plan to attack the Mule Gang's stronghold have anything to do with me? Did the Wyoming incident have anything to do with me?"

How could Hawke let him remove the blame: "Did you say anything nonsense this time? Did you bless... No, curse me and Erica?"

Brian was speechless for a moment.

(End of this chapter)