Chapter 1677: The killing of rainy night

The black shadow that flashed away on the street corner was Ye Tian.
At this time, less than ten minutes have passed since he left the convoy quietly.
After cycling around several secluded and dark alleys, he finally arrived at his destination, less than fifty meters away from the private clubs where the Mafia and Gypsy scum were hiding.
The black scooter he rode was parked in an alley not far away, and it will be used later when we will evacuate.
On another main road a few hundred meters away, the convoy that Betty and the others were in had stopped. When the Florence police who followed the convoy inquired, Cole gave the reason that the vehicle was faulty.
In the face of this situation, those Florence policemen did nothing, they could only continue to be vigilant and watch the surrounding situation vigilantly to prevent accidents from happening.
But how did they know that the main target they followed, Ye Tian, ​​was no longer in the team at this time.
The accident they least want to see is about to happen, and the gunshot they least want to hear will soon resound throughout Florence and even the whole of Italy!
In a flash, Ye Tian had determined the location of the target building. It was not far from the street, about forty meters away from the intersection where he was. The street was dimly lit and empty!
Like many streets in Florence, this street is relatively narrow. There are some hatchback cars and many scooters parked on the street. There are residential houses on both sides, and many windows are still lit.
At first glance, there is nothing surprising about this street.
But who could have imagined that there is a large group of gangsters who were hunted by the Florence police all over the city, preparing to launch a revenge.
Ye Tian, ​​who had hidden in the darkness again, turned to look at the alley where he was.
The alley was empty, very quiet, only the sound of rain dripping on the slate floor, ticking.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Tian opened the perspective, looking through the wall in front of him, looking at the dangerous street and the ancient building more than 40 meters away.
The wall in front of him was instantly seen through wherever his line of sight passed, and the situation in the street next to it was clearly presented in Ye Tian's eyes, with no secrets at all.
The street was empty, without a single figure, only some lights from the houses on both sides projected on the street, which brought a little bit of popularity to this street.
Moving on, Ye Tian saw the ancient building built in the late eighteenth century.
From the outside, the historic building was completely dark and there was no light showing through. It seemed that there should be no one, or the people inside had fallen asleep early.
But in Ye Tian's eyes, he saw a lot of different things.
When his gaze penetrated the wall again and entered the living room of the private club, he immediately saw thirty or forty gangsters with hostile faces and eyes full of anger and hatred, as well as a large number of weapons and ammunition.
He knew nearly half of those scumbags. It was the remaining scumbags of the Casamonica family's Florence Legion, who had seen their photos before.
Even the names, home addresses and members of the Mafia scum, as well as criminal records, etc., Ye Tian knew clearly.
In addition, those who don’t know, don’t ask, they must be the scum of the gypsy gangster. Their appearance is different from the scum of the Italian mafia.
At this time, the two gangs of scum seemed to be arguing about something, one by one, blushing, glaring at the guys on the opposite side, and constantly accusing each other, the atmosphere was quite tense.
It's a pity that Ye Tian didn't understand Italian or read lip language, so he didn't know what the two scumbags were arguing about.
After determining the number of the two scum gangs, Ye Tian quickly glanced at the weapons and ammunition placed on the table and coffee table, as well as the guns in the hands of the scum.
Although the quantity of this batch of weapons and ammunition was amazing and the firepower was also very strong, Ye Tian was not surprised, let alone fear.
The sale of arms is also a hugely profitable business. Neither the Casamonica family nor the gypsy gang can let it go. They must have a lot of weapons and ammunition in their hands.
Moreover, firearms are their source of strength and a powerful weapon for them to maintain deterrence. They are indispensable.
In addition to the scum gathered in the living room, Ye Tian saw a gunman in the front hall and the back door on the first floor, a mafia scum in the front hall, and a gypsy gangster at the back door.
After quickly scanning the situation on the first floor, Ye Tian looked at the second floor, and then at the third floor.
In a window on the second floor facing the street, he found a mafia scum standing with a gun, hiding behind the wall next to the window, staring at the street ahead through a gap in the curtain.
In a window near the back street on the third floor, there is also a scum holding an assault rifle, but it is not a mafia, but a gypsy face.
Apart from this, Ye Tian never found another gunman.
As for the other things in this private club, as well as some ulterior secrets, he didn't care at all, his sight just swept away!
That's a matter for the police. As long as the gunfire is heard later, no matter how many secrets and nasty hidden in this private club, they will all be dug up by the crazy Florence police!
In an instant, Ye Tian knew everything inside this historic building, and he was ready to take action.
Next, his gaze returned to the second floor of this historic building again, and locked the mafia scum who was hiding behind the window and staring at the street in front, waiting for the right time.
After just two or three seconds, the time has come.
Seeing that there was no movement on this side of the street, the Mafia scum who was guarding the window on the second floor immediately changed his position, went to the other side of the window, and looked at the other side of the street through the gap in the curtain.
At this moment, Ye Tian was like an arrow from the string, and rushed out of the hiding place as soon as he flashed his body, through the heavy rain curtain, and strode into this dangerous street.
Although his impact speed is very fast and the stride length is also large, there is not much sound from his feet. If it is not close, he can hardly hear any sound!
This is due to his light and quick skills, and the pair of special soft-soled leather boots under his feet. Of course, the continuous drizzle in the sky also provides perfect cover.
Today's light rain fell at the right time, not only can provide cover for him, but also erase all traces, leaving the police investigating afterwards without trace!
In the blink of an eye, Ye Tian quickly rushed to a place about ten meters away from the private clubhouse, and stopped in front of a darkly lit building.
This is an ordinary house with no people living in it. The residents who originally lived in it may have gone on a trip, but in any case they are not in Florence.
When looking through this street just now, Ye Tian had a clear view of the situation in this building, so he chose to stop here.
Almost at the same time he stopped in front of the door of this house, he had already taken out the steel plate that had been unlocked, and reached straight to the lock.
In an instant, the door lock of this house was unlocked, and the door was pushed through a gap immediately without making any sound.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Tian stepped into the house and completely disappeared from this secluded street, as if he had never appeared before.
When his figure reappeared, it was already on the roof of this ancient building of the 18th century, like a ghost in the dark, directly pounced on the roof of the private club ten meters away.
As long as these historic buildings in Florence’s old city are on the same street and on the same side, if they are not separated by streets or alleys, the roofs of these ancient buildings are often connected together.
There is only one high or low firewall between them. For Ye Tian, ​​these firewalls have no blocking effect at all.
As if walking on the ground, he arrived on the roof of the private club in a blink of an eye, and there was still no sound during that time.
Immediately afterwards, he touched the attic window of this ancient building, preparing to sneak into this private club from the attic window.
At the same time, the gypsy scum hidden on the third floor still clings to the wall, staring at the empty street behind the private club through the gap of the curtain.
But how did he know that the of death had fallen from the sky, quietly walked into the room he had hidden, and came behind him.
When he suddenly felt a gust of wind hitting his neck from the side, ready to avoid and look back, it was too late!
Unconsciously, he touched Ye Tian behind the scum, and directly swiped a hand knife, like lightning, and slashed it on the scum's neck very accurately.
"Snapped"
With a soft noise, the gypsy scum was stunned instantly and fell directly to the floor.
Before he fell down, Ye Tian quickly stretched out his left hand, grabbing this guy's body, and his right hand caught the short assault rifle in this guy's hand.
After that, he gently put the scum on the floor, silently.
The next moment ~EbookFREE.me~ Ye Tian took out the saber tied to his thigh by the gypsy scum, cut the guy's throat mercilessly, and sent him to hell!
After killing this guy, Ye Tian immediately picked up the scumbag's AUG assault rifle and M9 pistol, as well as all the magazines, and equipped it himself.
Of course, there is also the saber that has been wiped out of blood.
In the next battle, Ye Tian would never use his weapons lightly if it had to be absolutely necessary. Only then, everything was invulnerable.
After the equipment was completed, he quickly inspected the guns and made sure that there was no problem before heading to the door, ready to solve the scum downstairs and send the scum to hell.
When he came to the door, Ye Tian opened the perspective again, took a look at the situation in the corridor outside, and also looked through the situation in the living room on the second floor and the first floor.
At this time, the scumbags downstairs were still ignorant, and were still arguing with their faces blushing.
As everyone knows, death's sickle has been waved at them from the top of his head!