Chapter 331: anger

To the east of Los Angeles is a desert area, of course, not the Sahara, more similar to the Gobi gravel beach.
The cold air that blows from the coastline every year, after brewing in this hot and dry zone, hurricanes are formed by blowing to the central and eastern continents.
Chen Kun followed Risfal's instructions, and the car drove into an abandoned road.
This highway should be built in the 1970s and 1980s, and there are some billboards next to it that are not dismantled, which are showing its age.
In such an area, one person may not come here in a year.
After driving for more than ten kilometers, the road completely disappeared, leaving only a gravel beach.
Chen Yan drove the car directly into the gravel beach. The gravel beach is not completely barren, but still has some weeds.
Because the sea breeze blowing from the southwest direction also brings a certain amount of humidity to give this soil a certain nourishment.
In front is a dilapidated wooden cottage bungalow with several cars parked.
It used to be a pasture, but the desertification has increased, so this land is also abandoned.
Chen Yan parked the car at the door and got out.
Risfal was inside, with his men beside him.
More than a dozen Mexicans were tied tightly on the ground and their mouths were sealed.
"Chen, you are here."
Chen Kun embraced Risfal and looked at these dozen Mexicans: "So many?"
"They are a small family, and Odutra is an important part of them, but now you are sent to prison by Odutra, and the Mexican boss helps them to squeeze them out of the gang and take them away. Power and interests, so they hate you, this is what they found from where they live. "
Risfal opened a bag, and Chen Yi saw a lot of photos inside, which were photos of him and Fali.
There are also various types of firearms and bullets, and even grenades, as well as homemade bombs.
Seeing this, Chen Yan sweated from his forehead.
If these people greet together, it is estimated that they and Fali will be spared.
"It's a bit cold," said one of Risfal's men somehow.
Risfal frowned. Even though it's February now, but here is the desert, the temperature during the day has always been above 30 degrees.
"Chen." Risfal pushed Chen Yan.
Chen Ye woke up instantly: "Ah? What's wrong?"
"It should be you."
Chen Yan rubbed his forehead: "I'm fine ... Johnny, take your people away."
"What?" Lisfal looked stunned: "You want to let them go? Or do you plan to get rid of them yourself? Chen, listen to me and let my people bury them all. This is the safest way Method."
Risfal felt that Chen Yan would not be able to bury more than a dozen corpses alone if he wanted to kill them.
It's better to let his people do it, dig a big pit and bury them all to the ground. No one will ever find these dozen missing Mexicans.
"I know what to do." Chen Yan's voice sounded a little cold.
Chen Yun's consciousness is sober, but his state is a bit wrong.
Chen Yan remembered that night when Jonal and Bart broke into his house and tried to invade Fari, his mood was also in a state of extreme anger.
And at this moment, this mood appeared again.
Chen Ye felt his state was strange, like two angers added together.
At this moment he was trying to curb the anger, he was afraid he would lose control.
He hoped that Risfal and his men would leave here first, under his own control.
"Chen ... I and my people are waiting for you at the intersection."
"it is good."
Chen Yan stood in front of the dozen Mexicans, and a shadow appeared behind Chen Yan.
The dozen or so Mexicans became even more frightened, making a continuous noise.
However, their mouths were sealed with tape, and they couldn't make a sound at all.
...
Risfal was a little worried, and Chen Ye's mood was a bit wrong.
Risfal thought about it, and his opponent said, "Go to other cars and leave here. I'll go back and see Chen."
"Boss."
"It's okay, you all go."
Risfal drove all of his hands off, then drove towards the house.
There was no movement in the room, Risfal wondered.
Isn't Chen Yan doing anything?
When Risfal got out of the car, he pushed the door.
Suddenly, he saw a black thing behind Chen Yan.
"Chen ... you ..."
Suddenly, the darkness behind Chen Yan disappeared.
Chen Ye also woke up instantly: "Johnny, why are you back again?"
"I'm worried about you ... you didn't plan to kill them?" Risfal looked at the dozen people on the ground, their faces filled with fear.
That's the look of the monster, and they saw it too?
Just then, the sound of sudden braking came from outside.
boom--
Risfal was shot shortly before he understood what was going on.
Chen Xun quickly supported Risfal. The next moment, the black shadow behind Chen Xuan suddenly expanded, and a black one-winged lion got out of it.
The black one-winged lion released an emotion, anger!
...
Antibe and seven other people have already negotiated, killing and seizing the car.
So after they got out of the car, Antibeal fired directly.
Only by killing people will we not consider a retreat.
It wasn't Chen Ye who was hit by him.
From the moment they raised the idea, they didn't care about killing one or two people.
Just then, a black object suddenly broke through the door.
That's a black lion! But there were wings on his back.
The lion attacked them indiscriminately, and Antibel and others were frightened to shoot.
But it was useless. The bullet hit the lion completely and failed to stop its pace.
Antibeal bears the brunt, and the black lion rips him up.
"Run ..."
The black lion looked at the seven runaways, and the seven men ran and stopped suddenly.
Then a black man suddenly slammed on another person: "Dave, have you ever been to my woman? I know, you gangsters ... husbands ... , you all deserve ..."
"Mill, did you break the new phone I bought last time? It must be you ... you don't need to explain, you bastard, I'm going to kill you."
"You robbed my woman ..."
"You jelly in the refrigerator ..."
"Don't growl at me anymore, I'm not your little brother ..."
All seven people began to fall into madness, began to attack each other, grabbed stones on the ground, and smashed each other.
It feels like they are foes, and they forget the pain, and there is only one expression on their faces, anger.