Eiffel Family Apartment, Albanian Gang transfer station.
In the manager's room on the first floor, the gang leader Bourne, who was playing cards, looked down at the time on his watch and slowly frowned.
He called the Snap and ordered to his little brother who was watching TV with his feet up, "Qazim, go up and see that bastard Nasser! Don't let him kill the goods again!"
The younger brother named Qazim quickly put his foot down and responded, "Okay! Boss Bourne!"
Several gangster boys who were playing cards together looked at each other and laughed in unison.
"Hahahaha~Qazim, then you have to run faster~"
"Every time Nasser doesn't toss the goods to death, it will never stop!"
"Bourne Boss, Qazim go up now, I'm afraid it's too late~"
Bourne couldn't help but turn a little dark as he listened to what these people said.
He threw the cards violently on the table.
"Qazim, hurry up and go!"
"Okay! Boss Bourne!" Qazim responded hurriedly and ran towards the door of the manager's office.
He opened the door and ran out...
The next second, he ran into someone's arms.
Qazim bowed his head and apologized reflexively. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!"
He is the weakest person and has always been bullied by everyone in the gang. When he apologizes, he is very smooth.
He even closed his eyes tightly and took the initiative to face the right cheek upward, preparing to receive the opponent's slap Wrath.
But unexpectedly, instead of supporting him, the man held his shoulders and said gently, "Be careful next time."
Qazim opened his eyes in disbelief and found that the person coming was a face he had never seen before.
"Sir, are you...?"
Old Bryan reached out and took out the work permit of McDonald.
"I'm a police officer."
Qazim Hearing this, his expression suddenly changed.
He hurriedly turned around and ran back to the manager's office, shouting in a panic, "Bourne boss! It's not good! The police have broken in!"
Bourne and the other boys stood up from the card table and looked towards the door.
Old Bryan followed Qazim into the manager's office.
Bourne reached out and grasped the handle of the pistol stuck at his waist, and asked in a cold voice, "Police? Why have I never seen you before?"
The other boys who were playing cards together gave the 'leader' Qazim a hard look and pulled out their pistols one after another.
After reacting, Qazim's face instantly turned pale, and he couldn't help but shrink his neck and hide against the wall.
Facing everyone's unkind eyes and cold muzzles, Old Bryan's expression was very calm.
He Shi Shiran came to the card table, picked up a deck of cards, chuckled and mocked, "This is the worst card I have ever seen~"
Master, who was holding the deck of cards, turned pale. He immediately reached out and snatched the cards from Old Bryan's hand, and said with a bad look on his face, "You guy, do you want to die?!"
Old Bryan shrugged his shoulders, raised his head and glanced at Bourne and others, then raised his work permit.
"My name is Bu Lane·Mills..."
"Paris Police Department is the new deputy director."
Bourne's face changed slightly. He glanced at the work ID, and it did say 'Paris Deputy Director of the Police Department' on it.
"Where are the previous deputy directors Mike·Donald?"
Old Bryan put away his work badge and said with a smile, "Mike? He has other appointments."
Bourne's face instantly sank when he heard this.
The fact that Albanian Gang is able to live so comfortably in Paris is inseparable from the relationship with Deputy Director McDonald.
But now he was transferred out quietly...
Thinking of this, Bourne felt uneasy in his heart.
"Deputy Director Bu Lane, why are you here this time...?"
With that said, he shouted coldly at the other boys, "You bastards, why don't you put your guns away quickly!"
The boys looked at each other in confusion and hurriedly put their guns back into their waists.
Old Bryan glanced at everyone again and said, "I'm here to inspect the environment and collect this month's consulting fee."
Bourne frowned. "Deputy Director Bu Lane, Albanian Family has already paid the consulting fee for this month."
Old Bryan looked at Bourne with a deep expression in his eyes. "Really? Then why didn't I receive it?"
Bourne suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart, this bastard is here to cause trouble!
But once the emperor and his courtiers, McDonald has gone, they cannot offend this Bryan Mills!
Bourne opened the card table drawer in silence, took out a thick stack of euros and threw it on the card table.
"This month's consulting fee."
Old Bryan calmly picked up the stack of euros and put them into his pocket.
Then, he suddenly took out a piece of paper and handed it to Bourne: "Do me a favor and read the words on it."
Bourne took the note and looked at it. "Wish you good luck?"
Old Bryan's eyes narrowed.
This voice is very familiar to him...
On the plane to Paris, he listened to it over and over again...!
He released an uncontrollable cold murderous intent.
"I said, I will find you..."
"Then I'll kill you."
At this time Bourne finally remembered it and suddenly changed his color. "It's you!"
He hurriedly stretched his back to pull out his gun.
But Old Bryan struck out like lightning and strangled his neck.
The boys around:???!!
Bourne ordered with a painful face, "Kill..."
'Crack!'
Old Bryan suddenly exerted force and broke Bourne's neck.
"Bourne boss!"
The younger brothers shouted uncontrollably.
"Fake! Revenge for boss Bourne!"
"Kill him!"
They finally reacted, hurriedly took out their pistols, and shot wildly at Old Bryan.
Old Bryan threw away the body of Bourne, grabbed the bottom of the card table with both hands, and jerked it up.
'Wow~'
The card table spins like a top and the cards fly like butterflies.
'Bang! Bang! Bang!'
The bullets fired by the younger brothers shattered the cards into finer pieces.
And the debris in the sky completely blocked their view.
Old Bryan ducked down to avoid it, and the index and middle fingers of his right hand instantly reached out and accurately caught the 'big ghost' card among the cards flying in the sky.
Then, he ran as fast as a ghost and came to a young man who was frantically emptying his magazine. The ghost card in his hand streaked across his neck with an afterimage.
'Bah!'
The younger brother's eyes widened instantly. He raised his hands to cover his neck, but the blood spurting from his fingers quickly took away all his strength.
Then...
'Bah! Bah! Bah!'
The ghost cards cut through the air continuously, and the edge of the card with a trace of blood was like a sharp Blade, slicing open the necks of other people one by one.
The fierce gunfire stopped suddenly...
The card table slowly stopped rotating, and confetti fell to the ground.
The four pistols fell to the ground almost at the same time. Their Master covered their bleeding necks in vain and slowly fell to the ground.
Qazim, who was hiding in the corner, saw this scene and was so scared that he held his head in his hands and trembled.
Old Bryan holds the ghost card and throws it out violently.
'Whoosh! Bah!'
The ghost card accurately cut into Qazim's neck.
Qazim covered his neck and looked at Old Bryan in despair.
"Drink... drink..."
'Plop~'
He fell to the ground slumped, his eyes gradually turning gray.
At this time, Albanian Gang members located in other rooms and floors heard the gunfire and rushed over.
Old Bryan bent down and pulled out the pistol from Bourne's waist, and quickly checked the condition of the pistol.
At this moment, fierce gunfire suddenly rang out in the corridor outside the door.
'Bang bang! Bang bang! Bang bang!'
The rapid and rhythmic gunshots instantly alerted the experienced Old Bryan.
He quickly hid himself against the wall, loaded the weapon with one hand, and aimed the gun at the door.