I searched and fought in America.

Chapter 103 Chaos

Gunfire erupted like a torrential downpour.

The fangs reacted incredibly quickly.

The instant the shadow disappeared, his body moved almost instinctively. He flicked his right hand, turned the gun, aimed it at Javi who was right in front of him, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

Bullets whistled out.

Javier felt a sudden jolt in his chest as a tremendous force propelled him backward, his back slamming heavily against the edge of the gambling table, causing the entire table to shake violently.

But he did not fall.

He didn't even look down at his wound; he just kept running forward.

Fang's pupils contracted slightly.

He intended to fire a second shot.

But he didn't get his chance.

A hail of bullets rained down from all directions.

The Cromi family's gunmen had already pulled the trigger the moment Javi shouted "Shoot!"

More than a dozen guns opened fire simultaneously.

The fanged body seemed to be torn apart simultaneously by countless invisible hands.

His limbs convulsed violently, and bursts of blood erupted from his chest. He was like a rag doll in a storm, staggered backward by the impact of the bullets.

"ah--!"

He let out a piercing scream.

The cry lasted for less than two seconds.

Then he fell straight down.

He collapsed beside the gambling table.

He collapsed next to the pile of chips that hadn't been sorted out yet.

His eyes were wide open, staring unhappily in death.

Those eyes were filled with shock, resentment, and disbelief.

He is the leader of the Fang Gang.

He just swallowed up the Bloodfang Gang.

He is preparing to unify Houston's underworld.

Then, he died.

He died at the moment when his ambition swelled to its peak.

"Boss!!"

The second-in-command of the Fangtooth Gang let out a heart-wrenching roar.

His eyes instantly turned bloodshot. He abruptly raised his submachine gun, aimed it at the Cromi family members, and frantically pulled the trigger: "Open fire! Kill them all!!"

The gunfight escalated instantly.

It was no longer sporadic exchanges of fire, but a full-scale firefight.

Two groups of people, with more than twenty guns, engaged in a frantic exchange of fire in the casino hall, which was less than 200 square meters in size.

Bullets flew everywhere.

The tables and chairs were broken.

The bottle exploded.

The family notaries standing in the middle didn't realize what was happening until this moment.

"Run!"

The elderly man in the black suit who was in the lead shouted and turned to rush towards the door.

But he only ran two steps.

"Da da da————"

A burst of bullets swept over.

His body jolted violently, and several bursts of blood erupted from his chest.

He lowered his head, looking at the bloody holes gushing from his chest, and opened his mouth as if to say something.

But he didn't say anything.

He fell straight down.

The other two notaries were not spared either.

One person was hit in the head by a stray bullet and died instantly.

Another man huddled behind a pillar, trembling, when a stray bullet shattered a nearby bottle, and flying shards of glass severed his carotid artery.

He clutched his neck, twitched a few times on the ground, and then stopped moving.

All three witnesses were dead.

In the midst of this chaos, no one cared about them.

Nobody cares about them.

Javi hid behind the gambling table, panting heavily.

A sharp pain shot through my chest, like I'd been hit hard with a hammer.

He looked down and saw a charred bullet hole in his suit jacket.

With trembling hands, he unbuttoned his shirt and lifted it up.

A bullet was embedded in the bulletproof vest he was wearing underneath.

The golden bullet, deformed, was firmly embedded in the fibers of the bulletproof vest.

Javi's breathing paused for a moment.

Then he let out a long breath.

It was the relief of surviving a disaster, but there was no smile on his face, and his eyes were terrifyingly gloomy.

That man in black—

Who is it?

Why is he here?

Why did he save Nick?

Is he related to Kara's disappearance?

Is he friend or foe?

Countless questions swirled wildly in Javier's mind.

He lived for sixty years, met too many people, and experienced too many things.

But he hadn't experienced this feeling of being completely out of control in a long time.

unknown.

That's the most terrifying thing.

"Father!"

The eldest son's voice came from the side.

Javi turned his head and saw his eldest son crouching down behind a pillar, waving at him.

"Are you alright?"

Javi shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

Then he gestured to his eldest son: "Don't worry about me! Command the counterattack!"

The eldest son nodded.

The battle continues.

Meanwhile, in the shadows of a corner of the casino.

Rosen crouched down and placed the little boy in his arms on the ground.

Nick's legs went weak, and he almost collapsed.

He looked up at the person in front of him, dressed in black and wearing a mask, his eyes filled with terror.

Her face was deathly pale, and her lips were trembling.

But he dared not cry.

They didn't dare to call out.

He just looked at Rosen like a frightened little animal.

Rosen ignored him.

He simply turned around and beckoned into the shadows.

Kara rushed out of the darkness and hugged Nick tightly.

"Nick! Nick!"

Her voice trembled, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

Nick finally realized what was happening and burst into tears, crying, "Auntie! Auntie!"

He held Carla tightly, burying his face in her chest, his small body trembling like a leaf.

Kara hugged him tightly, comforting him as she looked up at Rosen.

Those eyes were filled with gratitude.

"Thank you—thank you—"

Her voice was hoarse and choked with sobs.

Rosen looked at her without saying a word.

He simply nodded slightly.

Then he stood up and looked towards the casino lobby.

The gunfire continued there.

Rosen's lips curled up slightly.

It's better when things are in chaos.

The more chaotic it is, the more convenient it is for him.

He turned his head and gave Kara one last look.

That look in his eyes seemed to say: Hide well.

Then he flashed and disappeared into the darkness.

Kara opened her mouth, wanting to call out to him, wanting to ask him where he was going, wanting to ask him what his name was.

But in the end, she said nothing.

He just stared blankly in that direction, unable to look away for a long time.

Nick was still sobbing softly in his arms.

But she could no longer hear.

She could only hear her own heartbeat.

bang bang.

bang bang.

I don't know if it was because of fear, or something else.

Rosen moved through the darkness.

Gunfire is the best cover.

He didn't need to hide his footsteps at all, because the entire casino was filled with deafening gunshots.

He quickly walked through several corridors and came to a door.

A sign hangs on the door:

Manager's Office - No Unauthorized Personnel Allowed

Rosen glanced at the virtual map.

That little red dot is right behind this door.

He raised the muzzle of his gun.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three shots were fired in quick succession, breaking the door lock.

It's fortunate that things were in complete chaos, otherwise, given his method of unlocking the lock, and the location being so important, it would have been surrounded by people long ago.

He kicked the door open and slipped inside.

The room was empty.

This is a spacious office, luxuriously decorated with leather sofas, mahogany desks, and several oil paintings hanging on the walls.

But Rosen's gaze did not linger on these things.

He looked directly at the desk.

There, there was a glowing red metal box.

Rosen's eyes lit up.

He walked over quickly and reached out to cover the lid of the box.

Loading bar begins.

5————4——3——2————1

pat.

The lid pops open.

A purple light surged out of the box.