American Gossip King

Chapter 303 Excellent Warrior

Night falls.

Ian broke free from the three girls surrounding him.

Gal Gadot sensed Ian's departure but said nothing.

She knew Ian's habits; he was bound to take action at this point.

So she simply asked softly, "Can you come back today?"

"If everything goes smoothly, it should be fine." Ian stood in front of the mirror, put on his clothes, and tidied his appearance.

Then he walked out of the room and out of the mansion.

At the door, Bridexson and Van Nistel were already waiting for him in the car.

They got into the car, and without saying a word, they drove off.

The car drove away from Beverly Hills and headed towards the suburbs, stopping in a deserted and dilapidated neighborhood.

Not long after, a man walked over.

Ilse Crouchau.

Ian opened the car door, and Ilzer got in, saying, "The third one up ahead is it."

The car continued driving forward and stopped about twenty meters away from the dilapidated dwelling.

Ian strained his eyes to look, and smiled slightly.

He said, "Ilzer, do you want to do it?"

Ilzer chuckled and nodded: "Okay."

Bledson suddenly said, "I'll go too."

Ian hummed in agreement.

The three got out of the car. Ilzer and Brideson made their way toward the house across the street, while Van Nistel followed them with a camera in hand.

Inside the room, Ambridge's two friends, Tom and Bruno, were happily counting their money.

The room was filled with gold, jewelry, diamonds, US dollars, and bonds, a dazzling sight.

"What a pity about Ambridge, I'll miss him," Tom laughed.

"I will too. As a way of remembering him, I'll make sure to spend his share properly," Bruno chuckled.

Tom, sipping his drink, said, "Do you think Ian Carl will come after us?"

Bruno shook his head repeatedly: "I don't think he'd dare. This was something he planned; he wouldn't want the world to know that a business tycoon was involved in robbing a bank, would he?"

Tom laughed and said, "Sometimes I really don't understand him. He's so rich, yet he still robs banks."

Bruno scoffed, "That's just how rich people are; the richer they are, the greedier they become."

Tom nodded slightly. "Yes, the richer you are, the greedier you become. Bruno, don't you think it's better for one person to share it than for two?"

Bruno was taken aback: "What did you say?"

Tom had already raised his gun: "Sorry, brother."

boom!

Bruno collapsed.

He never expected the other party to shoot him.

I'm your best buddy!!!

Tom holstered his gun, then sneered as he packed away everything, muttering to himself, "How am I supposed to spend all this money? Sunshine, beaches, beautiful women, sports cars... I can't possibly spend it all, I simply can't!"

boom!

The sound of the door being broken down rang out.

Tom reacted quickly, firing his gun at the door immediately.

Just as Bledson was about to fire, he saw the gun pointed at him and his expression changed: "Fuck!"

He quickly ducked behind the wall, and bullets whizzed past his face.

Tom shouted, "Who's there?"

Before he could respond, a loud thud was heard, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling.

Then came Ilzer's voice: "All done, come in."

Brideson looked up and saw that Tom had passed out, and Ilzer was stepping on him.

He came in through the back door and took down the guy with one punch.

Bridexson shrugged: "I drew his attention, which gave you the opportunity to succeed."

Ilzer laughed and said, "When he killed his comrade, it meant he had a gun. You should have been wary. If it were me, I wouldn't have given him that chance."

Brideson shrugged: "Okay, you're a special forces soldier, I'm just a driver."

He turned to Van Nistelrooy and asked, "Did you take the picture?"

Van Nistel shook his head: "There wasn't enough time. Everything happened too fast. But it doesn't matter. This part is unlikely to be used. The main event isn't here."

Suddenly noticing something, he turned around and saw Ian standing at the door with a gloomy expression.

His eyes were filled with rage.

"The boss?" The three were taken aback.

Ian took a deep breath: "Everything's a mess, those two damn bastards. Thank goodness I took pictures beforehand… I'll need a long time to clean it all up. My time is valuable!"

As he spoke, he turned and walked out, saying, "Pack your things and take everyone with you!"

The three quickly gathered up and dealt with the situation. Two of them, carrying large and small bags, came out carrying a living person and a dead person.

Ilse also drove another car, putting the belongings and people in both cars.

They drove onward.

The car hadn't gone far when it came to a long street.

The long street was still dilapidated, with few residents. In a few houses in the center, lights could be faintly seen, and shadowy figures could be seen moving about.

Ian looked around the house and said, "There are four people in the house on the left and five people in the house on the right. You two take care of the ones on the left, and I'll handle the ones on the right."

Ilzer asked in surprise, "Boss, how did you know?"

Van Nistel laughed and said, "That's the boss's skill. He has the unparalleled insight of a god-level reporter. He can analyze the results from the smallest details and never makes a mistake. You'll get used to it."

The four people got off the bus and went about their own business.

Ian went to the house on the right, took the gun, put on the silencer, and then went to a window on one side.

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The thread went in, unlocked the window, and Ian reached his hand inside.

shot.

Three gunshots rang out, and the people in the room died.

Then he climbed through the window, entered the room, and walked down the corridor.

Two bearded men were talking in the living room when Ian walked along the wall, about to fire his gun, when a gunshot rang out from not far away.

It's Bledsson and Ilzer's side.

The sudden burst of gunfire caused both bearded men to reach for their guns simultaneously.

Ian sighed, stepped forward, and said, "Hi!"

The well-trained Chechen militants didn't foolishly turn around; instead, they immediately opened fire.

But no bullets were fired.

Ian fired several shots in quick succession, and the two men fell to the ground simultaneously, their eyes filled with horror.

Rapid footsteps sounded upstairs. Ian was about to fire when his expression suddenly changed: "Shit!"

He charged forward, and the invisible giant was unleashed.

A grenade rolled down in the stairwell and exploded with a bang, creating a large blast wave.

Once the anger subsided, Ian lay motionless on the ground.

Two bearded men had already come down from above.

One of them looked at the situation in the living room, his face pale, while the other went to search Ian's body.

Ian turned around, pointed his gun at the other man, and laughed, "So skilled, yet you're not used to finishing him off?"

flutter!

The man, with a bloody hole in his forehead, collapsed onto Ian.

Another bearded man yelled at Ian and fired, only to have the safety trip again.

Ian raised his hand and fired two shots, taking down the enemy. Seeing all five were gone, he finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Damn, even cheaters have to be careful!"

Luckily, I have multiple cheat codes, including X-ray vision and the Invisible Giant ability, otherwise I might have been doomed.

I really didn't expect these Chechens to react so swiftly, throwing grenades without even looking at the situation.

They're much better than ordinary gangsters.

Having finished the battle, Ian walked out of the room with a flourish.

The fight is still going on next door.

Although both Bledsson and Ilse were excellent shooters, the Chechens were exceptionally alert, and the two were unable to gain the upper hand.

Ian crossed his arms and asked, "How is it?"

"Killed one," Bledson yelled. "Damn, those guys reacted really fast, way better than MS13s. Their only weakness is that they're outnumbered!"

Ian smiled and asked, "Do you need my help?"

Before Bledsson could reply, Ilzer snapped, "No need. Watch me!"

He was furious.

I'm the boss's bodyguard, a suicide squad member!

As a result, the boss handled five people by himself, while the two of us couldn't handle four.

How embarrassing!

An enraged Ilzer suddenly ran away, startling Brideson.

What are you doing?

The next moment, Bledsson was dumbfounded.

Then Ilzer strode over carrying a rocket launcher.

"Ward the f***?" Brideson cursed.

Ilzer glared fiercely at the house: "An excellent soldier must be proficient in handling all kinds of weapons!"

boom!

The rockets blasted towards the house.

(End of this chapter)