"Boss!" Xia chased out, covering her arm, and the Hound tore open his coat and bandaged the wound.
He also walked forward without saying a word.
"Don't follow me. Take Scarface to the hospital and get your wound treated."
"No, it's no big deal." The hound said indifferently, this was all negligible.
Xiya also nodded.
"You must go! You are not allowed to leave the hospital without my permission."
Li Zishu walked towards the convoy with a calm expression.
The bodyguard next to him also had a serious expression and opened the car door.
"Let's go to the scrap car processing plant."
A Chevrolet followed from behind.
"Boss, something big happened."
When Stephen heard this, his whole body was anxious, “Don’t tell me it’s related to Zishu Li again.”
"Yes."
"Isn't he a police officer? He has the support of the Fourth Precinct and a large group of bodyguards. What could go wrong?" Stephen's heart was pounding.
"The leader of the Fallen Sons died, and then they attacked the Fourth Precinct, and Zishu Li was affected."
"Injured? Targeting him?"
"No, Scarface was injured and went after Ford. They happened to be chatting. He left the police station with a gloomy face."
"Damn it. Many more people are going to die tonight. Immediately dispatch all field agents. Cancel all rest periods. Everyone must return to work overtime. Capture the Fallen Son on sight. I mean capture him on sight."
Stephen rubbed his temples. He had finally begged Li Zishu to stabilize the red and blue sides. Now, Zhiyuan and the Fallen Son started again.
Damn it!
" Something happened to the boss." An agent came in from outside.
"Another trouble?" Stephen looked at him gloomily. "Could anything be more troublesome than Zishu Li going on a killing spree?"
"The Sons of Chaos from Jinshan are heading towards Saint Luodu."
"Fuck! Are they here to get killed?"
"Do you need to stop it?"
Stephen hesitated. The motorcycle gangs were a bunch of cancer. They did everything the family did, and even things the family didn't do, such as extortion and targeting public officials. These bastards were lawless.
They even often provoke conflicts because of skin color.
Just a bunch of drunken, crazy white people.
What is most annoying is their way of doing business. Like nomadic people, they wreak havoc in one place for a few years, and then move to another place when they can no longer stand it.
"No, let them come!"
Stephen thought about it and wondered why you always use the FBI as a knife. This time, it’s my turn to use it.
Yes, let’s do it that way, use Zhiyuan to get rid of the Sons of Corruption and the Sons of Chaos once and for all.
Stephen made up his mind, and so did Li Zishu.
[Host, the system mission is not completed. If you give up now, you will not be able to obtain the third type of Kevlar formula and other rewards.]
[If you discover a crime, please fight it. Eliminate the Fallen Son and you will be rewarded with a chance to win a fixed lottery.]
[System, I'm now out of my police uniform, but I'm still experiencing this.]
Li Zishu narrowed his eyes and said, "Giving up is impossible, but you want me to stay in the Fourth Branch and do nothing, which is even more impossible. That is not in line with my personality."
If someone causes trouble, I must fight back immediately.
Never spoil them.
[Is the host taking advantage of a loophole? ]
Li Zishu was happy when he heard the system's voice.
I'm just telling the truth.
【Start calculating.】
[Rewards for fighting crime have been canceled. Role-playing missions continue.]
The convoy soon arrived at a car scrapyard in the suburbs.
Seeing Li Zishu coming in, the old man looked at him depressedly, "The car is not repaired yet, we have to wait a few more days."
Li Zishu ignored him, "You, you, you! Get out!"
Then he walked straight to the old man's office and sat down in his boss chair.
Something is wrong.
The old man hadn't gotten wind of this yet, and judging from Li Zishu's actions, it didn't seem like he was here to take the car.
"what you up to?"
"Can't you come if you have nothing to do?" Li Zishu picked up the old man's computer, opened it and looked at it.
"What do you want?"
The old man looked very unhappy.
"Don't worry, I'm not a gangster who comes here to cause trouble for you. I'm not arrogant and domineering as soon as I come in."
I would rather you were arrogant and aggressive, you look even scarier now.
You are the leader, of course not a small thug. Those guys look so arrogant, but they are just there to carry your shoes.
If a gangster comes in and beats someone up, you're killing people.
The gangsters smashed and looted things, but you just blew up the place.
Can it be the same?
What is the old man thinking about? Which idiot has offended you again?
"Pour me a cup of coffee without sugar. I haven't slept well since last night." Li Zishu put down his mouse and looked at the layout of the office.
The old man walked to the coffee machine in a depressed mood and poured a cup for Li Zishu.
Picking up the cup, Li Zishu took a sip.
"It burned me!"
Damn it!
The old man feels sad. What's the point of perming your hair? You are just here to cause trouble.
"Can't you even do such a small thing?" Li Zishu pushed the cup aside.
"Impossible!" the old man said in a low voice.
Li Zishu pushed the cup again and pushed it in front of the other person.
He looked at the other person with a smile, "Do you want to try it?"
If you don’t accept my toast, you will be punished!
"What do you want to do? Tell me, and I'll do it."
Li Zishu took out a cigarette and lit it. "Where is the Fallen Son?"
"At their bar."
"Don't make me ask a second time!"
The old man understood, what a bunch of idiots.
"It seems you're very principled and won't get involved in the struggle between factions. That's good. You're a person of perseverance, and I admire you very much."
Li Zishu stood up and walked to the door.
"Old man, a man of principle, you must ultimately take sides. Cherish my friendship, appreciation, and kindness towards you."
Kindness is the most important thing.
The old man understood what I meant. What you need is my kindness to you, nothing else matters.
What would happen without kindness?
That's obvious. This guy is going to kill with a smile.
"In a town 80 kilometers from the city, there's an abandoned hardware store, or rather a supermarket, that they used as their base."
"Send me the coordinates."
The old man did it immediately.
"Yes. The truth." Li Zishu looked at his phone, opened the LuGe map, and quickly found the stronghold. There were more than 20 motorcycles parked outside.
There is a heat source reaction in the building.
"Old man, I'm giving you some advice. From now on, in Saint-Lodu, you must be careful with what you say and do, because someone is plotting against me. I'm very anxious right now, and these people are making me very irritated. You have to be considerate of my emotions, understand?"
"I understand!" I just want to avoid causing you trouble, right?
"If you understand, do it."
Li Zishu raised his leg and walked out.
Picked up the phone.
"Cobras, assemble and head to this location. When I arrive, I want to see all the members of the Fallen Sons hanging from the building. Like gifts."
“Yes, boss, you will receive this gift!”
Nick didn't care about Li Zishu's order, but he understood that this was a warning, warning everyone that they had to follow the rules in Li Zishu's territory, Li Zishu's rules.
"Let's go!" Nick and his men looked at the navigation and got into the car.
Night has already fallen.
The town is very quiet, but the abandoned hardware supermarket a little way across the town is very busy.
There are many motorcycles parked here.
Many residents of the small town won't come here because they know that this place has been occupied by a bunch of bastards a long time ago.
Men will be beaten if they just pass by, even if they look at the other person, as long as the other person is unhappy.
Blacks and Latinos are even worse off.
Women are often teased and even stopped and forced to drink.
Even though the other party didn't do anything out of the ordinary.
Unfortunately, the police station did not dare to intervene because it was difficult to find a reasonable excuse.
These guys will harass the parties involved later to get them to withdraw their lawsuits.
Selling pills, robbing and stealing.
No, it should be said that you can buy it for free in front of the convenience store owner.
They are not like normal families who run businesses and focus on making money. They prefer to have fun as they please.
This kind of guy is even scarier.
A young man with a blond Mohawk was sitting on a chair, drinking beer.
"What's wrong?"
Yawen looked up and wiped his mouth, "What a shame, it almost worked."
"Don't worry, we all believe in you and you will succeed."
"yes!"
A group of young men in leather vests were smiling happily nearby.
Yawen thought about it, took out his backpack, and poured most of the money onto the ground.
"Take it, eat, drink, play, and then restock your ammunition. I'm going to the bathroom."
After saying that, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground.
"Haha, Yawen, I knew you were awesome. We will all support you."
Most people raised their bottles.
Yawen smiled, turned around and walked out of the hardware store, came to the corner at the back, and prepared to go to the bathroom.
A little money can buy everyone's hearts, so this deal is worth it.
Several off-road vehicles were parked on the side of the road in the suburbs.
A dozen Cobra members got out of the car.
Looking at the building not far away.
Then one by one they took out their RPGs!
It is said that this guy defeated the boss using RPG.
Okay, Nick made his decision.
I'll give it back to you tenfold.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. A large row of small flying sticks flew out.
Several leather-jacketed thugs at the door were startled, and then they saw a man with a dull expression in the distance, shouting loudly.
Fire in the Hole!
Fuck!
This was their first thought.
That ghost thing flew towards the gate.
Boom!
One fire, two fires, one big fire, and it spread out as violently as a loaf of bread.
It’s not over yet.
The motorcycle gangs need oil, and there are many oil drums inside. Although they smoke and even do not care about the occasion, the oil drums are kept very safely and far away from the living area.
Now RPGs were fired one after another, and explosions were heard.
The oil barrel exploded instantly.
With a loud bang, the fire became unstoppable.
The entire hardware store was engulfed in flames.
Yawen, who was relieving himself outside, was blown away by the shockwave and fell to the ground, staring blankly at the hellish scene before him.
Nick lit a cigarette and waved as the explosion ended and the fire spread inside.
Wearing gas masks, several Cobras walked to the gate. The fire here was not big, so they took a look inside.
Most of them were lying on the ground, smoking. I dragged a few of them to the door.
"Boss, isn't this too much? It's hard to hang up!"
Nick covered his head and said, "I didn't expect there were so many oil drums in there. Let's hang these up."
After saying that, his men took out a catapult and threw it at the wall above.
"Will this work?"
Nick nodded.
"Hang them all up!"
arrange.
After a while, three or four people were pulled up.
Yawen struggled to support himself and moved to the side.
Lying on the ground, looking quietly into the distance.
Those who go far away deserve to die.
At this moment, he held his breath, not daring to move, and even secretly reached for his cell phone and turned off the power.
I originally planned to leave after the other party left, but these guys had no intention of leaving.
The sound of the explosion alarmed the small town in the distance.
The police officer on duty glanced into the distance and ignored it. It would be better if these damn guys were all blown to death.
After thinking about it, I called the fire rescue center.
Soon, Li Zishu's convoy arrived at the location.
After taking a look at the corpse above, Li Zishu got into the car without saying a word.
"Boss, is this what you want?"
"Walk!"
Watching Zhiyuan's people leave, Yawen breathed a sigh of relief, immediately got up, and quickly walked towards the town.
Turning on his phone, he felt a little confused.
The Son of Fallen is gone, and the rest of the people are dead. What should I do?
[The Sons of Chaos from Jinshan are almost arriving at Saint Luodu.]
This mysterious guy sent me a message again.
Yawen put away his phone, planned to go to the town to find a car, and then shave his hair. At this moment, if he entered Saint Luodu, he would die.
"Where are you going now, boss?" the driver asked in a low voice.
Li Zishu's complexion improved a little. "Let's go to the hospital and see how Xiya and the others are doing."
[Congratulations to the host, you have completed the role-playing mission, the strike mission has been canceled, you have obtained the third type of Kevlar formula, and you have obtained a UBS account.]
He was not looking forward to the third edition. What he really wanted was only the fourth edition. Li Zishu looked out the window calmly. He was just one short. As long as he got the last one, he could improve the safety of his men.
The revenge ended in an instant, but the matter was not over.
Bob and Levin, who followed Li Zishu all the way here, shuddered at the tragic scene in front of them. It was too cruel.
The explosion is not scary, what is scary are those people outside.
It's swaying there.
"Boss, Li Zishu has killed all the members of the Sons of Fallen."
Stephen rubbed his temples, “I knew it, you guys should quickly send someone to clean up the scene and keep a low profile.”
Looking at the fire truck approaching in the distance, Bob looked distressed.
"I guess it's difficult."
"Why?"
"He had a few of the Fallen Sons hanging on the wall like sausages."
Pfft, Stephen felt like he was getting a headache again.
Damn it, you were supposed to be the stab this time, what happened?
You can't cut randomly!
It's all over the place.
In the end, I was the one who cleaned the kitchen.
No, this will have a bad impact. If it gets out, it will not only cause trouble for me, but also for Li Zishu.
"Damn it, I have to wipe your butt again! Take it off quickly and no photos allowed." What should I do?
Stephen picked up the phone speechlessly and started dialing.
The leader of the Blood Gang was very depressed. Why did the FBI director call me?
I've stopped.
This old guy called me, either warning or threatening me. I've been very honest today, what are you going to do?
"Hello?"
"I'm Stephen, and I need you to do something."
Hmm? You want me to do it?
What's the meaning?
The leader of the Blood Gang was speechless. Is there a time when you can use me?
"It's such an honor."
"Really?" Stephen laughed. That's what you said.
"Yes, the director ordered me to do so. How could I possibly refuse?"
"Well, now find a few of your men to admit to killing the Fallen Son, then let them get away. I'll issue a wanted notice."
What did you say?
The Blood Gang's leader was stunned. So you're calling me just to get me to take the blame?
When did I kill the Son of Fallen? You actually want me to find someone to acknowledge it, arrange to escape, and wait for you to issue a wanted order. Isn't this just asking me to take the blame?
How could you come up with such a wicked idea?
"Why?" The leader of the Blood Gang was very depressed. Why should I sacrifice several of my men? You should hold the guy who did this accountable.
Why? Because I was cleaning up afterward.
Stephen's heart ached when he thought of Li Zishu.
I am made to do all the dirty and tiring work!
"Think about it, you have a grudge against the Son of Fallen, right?" Stephen said slowly.
Lao Hei from the Blood Gang nodded and said, "That's right."
"Then what?"
"You killed a lot of them. Because of your bloody fight, their boss died, and a lot of your people died too. Both sides are fighting to the death." Stephen is indeed a professional.
"so what?"
"So it would be best if you find someone to take charge of this matter."
So I'm the most suitable person to take the blame?
The leader of the Blood Gang had a grim look on his face.
"Why?"
"Because everyone thinks you did it."
Damn it. You said everything.
Lao Hei almost cursed.
"Where's the evidence?"
"I don't need evidence. You guys were fighting each other. We've arrested a lot of people on both sides today. If I say it's you, then it's you!"
brute!
Hei couldn't understand why this bastard was picking on him. Who was this bastard who did this? Did he even have any humanity left?
"No room for negotiation? It has to be me?"
“It has to be you!”
"Can I refuse?"
"Will refusal be of any use?"
Okay, this is going to be forced.
That’s right, just do it by force, you are the most suitable one.
Stephen rubbed his temples. Am I easy?
"Think it over carefully. If you refuse, I will still crack down on organized crime. You've been making a lot of noise lately. You know whether there have been any casualties today.
Actually, you are not wrong to think so. "
Hearing Stephen's tone change, Heizi was stunned. Isn't it a loss?
"If you find someone to admit your mistake and take responsibility for this incident, it means you have won the war against the Fallen Sons. This will improve your reputation, and ordinary people will not mess with you easily in the future."
There are such benefits? You are fooling me.
"Also, immediately arrange for your people to leave California and go to Texas or other states. I will only issue a wanted notice in this state. I will not be responsible for other places."
Can it still be done this way?
Heizi is numb.
"Well? Your men are still safe, and you still have your reputation. Just say you knew nothing about this and that it was just the personal behavior of your subordinates, and I won't bother you ."
You are so professional!
It’s too dark!
The leader of the Blood Gang was in tears. Which grandson did this?
"It's settled. Have someone post a picture online, on YouTube, or Pornhub. It doesn't matter if there's no picture. I'll find someone to send it to you. Spread the word. I want to hear it tomorrow morning. Bye!"
Stephen breathed a sigh of relief. "Damn it, Li Zishu! I'm cleaning your ass again. Don't you know that once the news gets out, it will have a bad impact on you? You're a businessman now!"
The Blood Gang leader listened to the busy tone in confusion, "Fuck!"