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Chapter 45 No One Can Catch My Footsteps

"Don, it's me, Michael." Fabinski's voice came from the phone: "Scimitar just talked to us on the phone, and he wants to know if your actions were ordered by the Law Enforcement Bureau."

"I have a very tight schedule today, you'd better not go around in circles." Tang Ji glanced at his watch impatiently: "By the way, send someone to accompany you to the pet hospital, there are still a few living hostages, call the medical team .”

"Don, stop, you are destroying the balance of the neighborhood." Fabinski urged again: "If you are willing to stop here, the Valentino Gang will act as if nothing happened."

"Wearing a pair of pants with Adams, Michael?" Tang Ji glanced around: "The balance you are talking about, who is the balance with whom?"

"You'll regret it Don, the Valentino gang has changed a lot recently, and they've started to develop towards big players." Fabinski said at last: "Be careful, don't die."

"By the way, what is the Maelstrom Gang? I have a guy named Hawes, have you heard of it?" Tang Ji walked to the second floor and saw the wounded man of the Maelstrom Gang stumbling and leaning on the wall to find the exit.

"Hawes? Let me check. I have a criminal record. Two counts of intentional injury and three counts of robbery." Before Fabinski finished reading, he heard a gunshot from the phone: "Can I send this file to you?" Logged out?"

"Don't try to trick me into talking about Michael, I can only suggest in good faith that the Law Enforcement Bureau can save some file expenses." Tang Ji hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

"He rejected our conditions." Machete heard the person on the phone say: "He is yours now, if you have that ability, don't forget that he is now a member of LS Road Group."

"That's my business. I just want to make sure that you won't trouble me in the future. I don't want to affect the business because of personal enmity." Machete was wearing a suit that didn't suit his temperament, sitting in an office: "Because this One thing, our prices have risen by 30.00% this month."

"Yes, in our business, money has never been a problem. Be careful not to make things bigger."

Machete hung up the phone impatiently, he was annoyed by the person on the other end of the phone, if it was a year ago, he would have rushed out to seek revenge, but now, there is a new order in this place.

A new order that allows everyone to make money from it, even a rough guy like Machete has to learn to control his temper to adapt to the new order.

"Let Guswarta come in!" Machete threw the phone on the table, combed his messy hair back into a ponytail with both hands, and said to himself: "Rodriguez, you are such a troublesome person, I will should watch you die."

Soon there was a rhythmic knock on the door, and Guswarta, who was wearing a black shirt and a golden vest, walked in: "Are you looking for me?"

"Go and kill that crazy note, clean it up, it's pressed on it." The machete patted his face, and said a little tiredly: "Then teach that idiot Rodriguez a lesson, and let him restrain himself in the future."

"I got it sir, I will deal with it as soon as possible." Guswarta bowed slightly and backed out.

"Commando follow me, go out to do business." Guswarta passed through the office area outside like a wind, and shouted at a group of people in suits and leather shoes who looked no different from elite white-collar workers, and a third of them immediately stood up. Get up and walk into the elevator with him.

The Valentino gang is undergoing transformation. They not only take advantage of the reshuffle in Night City to curry favor with the powerful, but also start learning to run a formal business with a humble attitude.

This caused a rift within the Valentino gang. Those old people who were used to fighting and killing and using indiscriminate tricks to make money were very dissatisfied with the machete's approach.

And Rodriguez is another problem. He allowed the Valentino Gang to have the opportunity to contact higher-level dignitaries, but the work they dumped was too dirty. Even an organization like the Valentino Gang is quite micro word.

"Where is that guest now?" Guswarta drove his platinum Gudra 640Ts on the street. At this time, he had already put on a body armor, and the co-pilot was full of long and short guns.

"He drove a red scallop on Meiquan Street. He didn't have a license plate. The car was snatched from us." The voice of the stalker came from the communicator.

"Someone of us bought the scallop dance? Who bought it?" Guswota couldn't help but say that the engine of that thing might have been stolen from a lawn mower, and the wheels were from a shopping cart. Someone in the gang bought it. This kind of car?
"He's a newcomer, the boss of Guswarta. He only joined the team last month. It's bad luck to meet that lunatic today."

"Get him a decent car later, and don't embarrass yourself with the f*cking Bei Wuwu going out." Guswota stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, took a drift and took a shortcut and rushed into Meiquan Street.

Behind him, there are two cars full of gunmen. These people are not the gang gunmen you can see everywhere on the street. They have more training time every year than the night city law enforcement officers.

Tang Ji was a little annoyed about the car he had snatched. He almost stepped his right foot into the fuel tank, but his speed remained at about 55 mph.

This little broken car kept making sad wails, as if it was about to disintegrate in the next second to prove that it was really bad, but there was no way to wait for Tang Ji to finish his work and come out, and there was not even a hair left near the pet hospital with you .

Only the owner of this Jumbo Wuwu hid at the door, poking his head to look in, and at first glance he was an unintelligent owner, and Tang Ji didn't even bother to reward him with a bullet.

Fortunately, the San Andreas bar is not too far away, Tang Ji only hopes that this grocery cart can stick to the place.

But things didn't go as expected, a platinum-gold Gudella sports car suddenly rushed up from the side, and easily squeezed Jubei Wuwu to the wall and kept rubbing against it.

Tang Ji unhurriedly let go of the steering wheel, smashed the roof of the car with his fist before the car was completely finished, stood up, leaned out of the car with his upper body, and jumped onto the roof of the Gudella with one hand .

"The car is good!" Tang Ji grabbed the roof of the car with five fingers, fixed himself there firmly, and pulled the trigger repeatedly in the main driving position with the prelude.

The powerful bullet directly pierced Gudella's roof and chassis, and the vehicle quickly lost control and began to shake from side to side, but Tangy didn't hear the sound of the driver being shot.

The next second, a gunman in a golden vest pushed open the right rear door, rolled down, and waved at him.

Tang Jidun felt bad, looked up, jumped up suddenly and grabbed the street lamp inside, the huge pulling force caused tearing pain from the connection between the prosthetic limb and the muscle.

boom!
Gudela exploded and filled the sky with flames!

The gunman in the golden vest straightened his hair, took out a pistol that was also golden, and shot Tang Ji from a distance.

　PS: Come back later to correct typos, EMMM, old problem

　　
　
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