America's Greatest Villain: I Defeat Magic with Magic

Rick, the leader of the Bloodhands gang, raised a TEC-9 submachine gun and fired a burst at the Sinaloa gang not far away, suppressing them completely.

He fired wildly while cursing:

"Shit! Mad Bear, you killed my men!"

No wonder Rick's eyes turned red. There were four people who went into Papa's car dismantling plant to search for cell phones, two from the Blood Hands gang and two from the Sinaloa gang.

However, only two Mexican men from the Sinaloa gang emerged from the pile of wrecked cars.

Needless to say, these two were secretly instructed by Mad Bear to double-cross and eliminate the Blood Hand Gang members.

Rick instantly realized that these lunatics not only wanted to get their phones back, but also planned to take the opportunity to wipe out the Blood Hand Gang!

He immediately flew into a rage and ordered all firepower to be unleashed.

However, the Mad Bear of the Sinaloa gang, despite his nickname containing the word "mad," is actually extremely cunning.

At this moment, he was hiding behind a Land Cruiser with steel plates added, only occasionally reaching out to fire a few shots blindly with his Uzi submachine gun in return, determined not to reveal the slightest flaw.

Mad Bear knew very well that the Blood Hand Gang had sent fewer people this time, and their weapons and bullets were insufficient. They had also lost two men in a sneak attack by his own side.

The opponent's only advantage at present is that they occupy a favorable position near the repair shop's gate.

But this also means that it is extremely difficult for the Bloodhands to hit the Sinaloa gang members in complex environments.

Therefore, all that is needed is to patiently wait for the enemy to run out of bullets, and then Mad Bear can lead his men to launch an attack and wipe out the Blood Hand Gang here.

When the Blood Hands gang is leaderless, the Sinaloa gang will be able to take over the entire underworld of South Los Angeles!

It must be said that Mad Bear's plan was extremely ingenious.

But he overlooked the most fatal variable of the night.

Although two LAPD officers nearby were ambushed from the flank by his men and fell to the ground, two other patrol officers were also subdued and could only lie behind the car door and call for help.

But this does not mean that the LAPD has no reinforcements.

Such a large-scale, vicious gunfight is extremely rare, even in the most chaotic South Side of Los Angeles.

Therefore, SWAT rushed to the Old Man's Auto Dismantling Plant as soon as they received the alert.

Therefore, just as Mad Bear noticed that the gunfire on the other side was gradually thinning out, and was about to wave his hand to signal his men to launch a general attack.

Several SWAT armored vehicles with red and blue flashing lights suddenly appeared at the end of the road!

"Wow!" Mad Bear cursed under his breath after recognizing the approaching car. "It's SWAT! How did those donut-eating cowards get here so fast!"

"Boss, shouldn't we retreat?"

A junior leader standing nearby looked terrified. The gang members knew better than anyone the weight of the letters SWAT.

Compared to the regular LAPD, which is only equipped with light weapons, the SWAT is practically an army armed to the teeth.

To professionals wearing heavy bulletproof tactical armor, civilian-modified firearms in the hands of gangsters are as laughable as children's toys.

"Have you found the phone?"

Mad Bear grabbed the leader by the collar; his primary concern remained his own life and safety.

The two elderly Mexicans who had just returned shook their heads vigorously:

"The factory was so messy, we looked around and didn't find anything."

"Damn it!"

Mad Bear released his grip, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace.

The data on that phone was something he had obtained at great expense.

To ensure everything was in perfect order, he didn't even back up the data.

However, it was stolen by a low-level thug from the Blood Hands gang.

If this thing ends up in the hands of the police or the FBI, he will not escape death even if he escapes back to Mexico.

But if they don't leave now, once the SWAT team is in position, they'll all be shot dead here tonight.

Then Mad Bear gritted his teeth and shouted, "Everyone get on the vehicles, retreat!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several muffled hissing sounds came from the darkness.

Two Land Cruisers in front of Mad Bear had all four front tires blown out!

"Fuck! Are you guys crazy?"

Mad Bear roared at Rick, who was standing not far away.

"Once the SWAT team arrives, none of us will escape today!"

Rick, crouching behind his pickup truck, retorted in a sinister voice:

"You Mexicans killed the LAPD, I didn't do anything!"

Rick also saw the SWAT armored vehicle rapidly approaching. Although he was equally horrified, after a brief moment of panic, he was overjoyed!

After all, although he and Mad Bear's men had a big fight, it did not cause any serious casualties. They had only fired a few shots randomly at the LAPD patrol car.

This kind of thing can be a big deal or a small deal; you can just throw out a few low-level underlings to take the blame and get away with it.

However, Mad Bear's men actually shot and killed two LAPD agents!

This would be an absolutely heinous crime in America.

Even if it wasn't Mad Bear himself who did it, as long as he gets caught, he'll be severely injured, if not killed.

Once Mad Bear falls, the entire South Los Angeles area will be under the control of the Bloody Hands!

With that in mind, Rick made up his mind that he had to hold off Mad Bear no matter what, and he absolutely could not let the bear leave.

The mad bear opposite him instantly realized Rick's intention to use someone else to do his dirty work, and immediately flew into a rage.

"Rick! Don't play dumb with me! Don't think I don't know where that batch of 'laundry detergent' you personally received last week is hiding! If I ask the DEA, your whole family is finished!"

Upon hearing this, Rick's hand holding the gun trembled violently, and his face instantly turned deathly pale.

Last week's shipment of high-quality goods was a crucial deal he personally negotiated. How could Mad Bear know all about it? Did he have a spy among his own?

This is terrible! The shipment is huge. If the DEA finds it, his fate will probably be a hundred times worse than Mad Bear's.

In those few dozen seconds when the two were wary of each other and caught in a dilemma, the SWAT team had already advanced to within several hundred meters!

Although the Blood Hands' pickup truck could still be started, there was absolutely no chance of escape at such close range!

Just as Rick was in a state of panic, he suddenly realized that the gunfire from the other side had completely stopped.

He cautiously raised his head and was astonished to see Mad Bear leading a dozen or so of his men, crouching low and running swiftly toward an abandoned warehouse on the edge of the dismantling plant.

Most likely, it was because the mad bear, seeing no hope of escape, had no choice but to settle for second best and try to enter the warehouse to confront the SWAT.

No matter how stubbornly he resisted, his small civilian armed force was absolutely no match for SWAT's tactics.

Once Mad Bear falls into the hands of the police, in order to get a reduced sentence, he will inevitably give away Rick's top-secret information to the DEA without hesitation.

We absolutely cannot let Mad Bear be taken away alive by the SWAT!

Thinking of this, Rick gritted his teeth and called to the Bloodhands members around him, closely following Mad Bear and the others, rushing towards the warehouse.

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On the other side, Chen Yuan was about to leave the warehouse when he saw two groups of He Gang running towards him at the same time, and he was immediately stunned.

After all, he didn't have many villain points, and no matter how much he strengthened his physical attributes, he couldn't possibly be a match for a dozen gangsters.

Moreover, most of them were armed.

It was too late to leave the warehouse at this point. If they jumped from the attic to try and escape, they would inevitably run into the gangsters who rushed in and become the target of everyone's attacks.

Chen Yuan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down instantly.

As a qualified mastermind, the worst thing you can do is lose your rationality in the face of unexpected events.

Without the slightest hesitation, he quickly and carefully put the old wooden planks used to cover the attic entrance back in their original place.

Although there was a broken wooden crate below, the warehouse was already incredibly messy, and even if someone saw the tattered crate, they probably wouldn't immediately realize that the entrance to the attic was above it.

A short while later, a series of hurried footsteps came from below.

Mad Bear from the Sinaloa gang and Rick and others from the Bloodhand gang arrived one after another!