Baird Rodney is a native American white man who uses the port here to run the Eastern European smuggling ship business at Hell's Kitchen.

At least it looks like this on the surface.

When Anqilu came to him, he was standing at the door of his residence, the preparer planned to go through the process of religious belief.

Originally, An Qiluo planned to go through the process and inform the other party and leave.

But when he heard the shouts coming from Baird's residence, things changed and began to develop towards uncontrollable situations...

"Come here~Help~"

"Who will save us~"

“Help!”

A faint cry of women's help came from the house one after another. Listening to the sound, it was obvious that the Chinese language with a straightforward and mixed English!

An Qilu's face immediately became gloomy at a speed visible to the naked eye. He didn't know that there were Chinese women in the United States who also engaged in flesh-and-skinned business. They were willing to fall into depravity. An Qilu couldn't care about it, nor did he want to care about it. Everyone has the right to choose how they survive.

But listening to the sound, it is obvious that the Chinese women in Baird's residence are not like this now.

"What's going on?" An Qilu pointed to the direction of the residence with a cold expression, and then asked Baird.

He already had some bad guesses in his mind.

"Well..." Baird's slightly obese face still maintained a respectful smile, but there was a hint of viciousness behind his smile, "We are opening a party, you know, this is an open and free country, with only a little more people, and it's not a problem."

"Call them out and let me see." An Qiluo tightened the stick in his hand.

"Anqiluo, I will go to your church with a million confession fee tomorrow. You should not worry about such idiots..." Baird finally put away the hypocritical smile on his face and said with a squinted eyes.

"I said I'll tell them to come out!!!" Anqiluo raised the stick in his hand and put it on Baird's neck and roared.

He has never been so angry before, even if he was hit on his face with an RPG just now, he wasn't so angry!

He had guessed what was going on!

On the surface, Baird is doing business of Eastern European smuggling ships, but he must be operating population transactions in private! Such dirty population transactions are not allowed even in Hell's Kitchen. Once discovered, they will be attacked by all the gangsters. After all, the bosses of the gang don't want to wait until one day after they are killed, and their wives, children and children will be bought as slaves!

The reason why he still suppressed his anger and smashed Baird's dog head without a stick was just because those people were still in Baird's hands. He didn't know if the gunman had arranged for the place to look at the hostages, and the bullets didn't have eyes.

"Are you sure you want to see? I advise you not to meddle in other people's business..." Baird said as he gestured to one of his men to go into the house and deal with the women.

He tried to drag Anqiluo here and leave enough time for his subordinates to deal with the follow-up. To catch thieves, human trafficking is not a crime that an outsider like Anqiluo can condemn him with just one mouth.

Unfortunately, he just heard from other gangs that Anqiluo was very good at fighting and invulnerable. He thought there might be exaggerated elements in it. He didn't want to fight Anqiluo but just didn't want to lose both. He didn't think anyone could really be invulnerable.

When An Qiluo saw one of the other party's subordinates quietly withdrawing from the crowd, he knew in his heart that the other party must have not left anyone in the house.

When will you wait until you don’t take action? Not only do you have to take action, but you also have to be clean and neat! You can’t give the other party a chance to rush into the house!

He immediately waved the stick in his hand, and several giant teeth with a cold white light brought out white lights, instantly nailing the group of gun-carrying gunmen to the ground.

Even the speed was so fast that it was not until it was nailed to the ground that it took three seconds to react, and a scream echoed in the night sky.

Skill: Tooth: Summon multiple bone warheads to attack the enemy.

Especially the gunman who quietly retreated into the house was taken care of by An Qiluo, and was shot through by three giant teeth. He was killed on the spot. His body was torn apart by giant teeth, and he didn't even have time to scream.

Baird was the first to react. The sixth sense of crisis trained in a long gang gun battle saved him. When An Qiluo waved the long stick, he retreated desperately and avoided this wave of giant teeth.

"Let's fire!" Baird yelled and ran to the back of the crowd.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..." The gunshot began to sound.

No matter what, now that the war has started, let’s deal with it first. As for human trafficking, at worst, I can ask my boss for help tomorrow...

Just as he was thinking, a white bone wall blocked him and completely blocked his way.

Skill: Bone Wall: Build a skeleton barrier.

This bone wall blocked his entire house directly, and Baird turned his head and looked at the direction behind him.

The dense gunfire just now was beginning to weaken. An Qiluo, who was the target of shooting, was like a god of death, facing the bullet without any injury. However, he walked quietly and waved his hand and kept calling out his giant white teeth, shooting at the many gunmen holding guns.

At this time, An Qiluo showed off some real strength.

The one who is more lucky is just ejaculated through the leg bone or lying on the ground and howling. The one who is less lucky is that he is directly shot by a giant tooth and all parts above the neck are gone.

Baird finally knew what other gangs meant by invulnerable devils, but it was too late to regret at this time. As Anqiro gradually approached, Baird frantically shot all the bullets in his pistol, and then he hit the bone wall in front of him without looking back.

His only chance of life now is to be able to take several hostages and try to see if he can escape from the other party's hands.

After Anqiluo solved all the gunmen, he looked indifferently at Baird, who was still trying hard to smash the bone wall, waved his hand and fixed the other person's limbs to the ground, and then opened a door on the bone wall and entered the house.

Only Byrd was left on the ground squirming like a maggot.

When An Qiluo followed the cry for help to find the basement, his anger that had just subsided suddenly reborn and "boomed" and rose.

The basement has been transformed into a dungeon by Byrd. It is small and crowded, with only one vent facing the ground, and the small vents are almost negligible.

There was an unpleasant smell in the air, and the dirty air was even a bit irritating to the eyes.

The most terrible thing is that the basement, which is less than fifty square meters, is crowded with ragged women, and there are at least seventy people!

Most of them are Chinese! The remaining small part are Eastern European women!

Seeing a strange Chinese man like a demon god walking down, except for a few Chinese women who were excited to ask An Qiluo for help, most of the others looked at the demon god in front of them with numbness and liberation mixed with numbness.

For them, death may be considered a relief.

No matter how cold a person is, he will be furious when he sees this kind of experience of his compatriots.

Faced with these tragic Chinese compatriots, An Qiluo could only forcibly suppress his anger and knocked open the lock of the dungeon.

"I'm here to save you..."

After a brief self-introduction, An Qiluo was not in the mood to comfort these injured women. He asked the Chinese women to take everyone out of the cell and return to the ground.
Chapter completed!