I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 181 The maker of tradition will eventually become part of the tradition
Giuseppe was too eager, and his voice was a little loud.

In the quiet conference room, most people heard it.

Harry's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "Today is the day when old Cammy and Maroni agreed to negotiate, this afternoon"

She looked up at the wall clock on the wall, "A quarter past three, have you set off yet?"

"Departing from the estate at 02:30 and about to cross the bridge from Queens to Manhattan Island, two rockets were fired from the side of the road.

Boss Bentley Marlson only escaped one, and was blown over by another on the spot.

Then, dozens of gunmen jumped out of cars parked on both sides of the street and surrounded us, shooting wildly.

It took a full 3 minutes before they retreated.

Sass' men suffered heavy casualties. He himself was shot in the neck and is being rescued. I don't know if he will survive.

Fortunately, the Bentley's bulletproof armor plate was strong enough, and Cammy was not shot, but his head was smashed when the car rolled over.

But he's old and he's bleeding too much."

Harry said lightly, "What did Maroni do?"

"Not sure, but the situation is critical now, and Sas's life and death are unknown, I hope you can bring a group of gunmen to the hospital to protect the BOSS.

United Hospital, Ward 307! " Giuseppe anxiously said.

"Understood, I'll be right there."

Harry closed the phone cover, but sat there without moving.

"Boss, as I said a long time ago, the situation in Gotham is very wrong recently. Look, the Romans are declining!" Old Gibbs sighed.

Teresa said excitedly: "Boss, I'm going down to gather people."

Old Gibbs opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, his face full of worry.

Harley hooked Teresa, waited for her to approach, and whispered a few words before letting her leave.

Everyone didn't hear what she said, but when Teresa left, the excitement on her face was slightly reduced, and a lot of doubts were added.

"Boss, I'm afraid our people won't be able to reach the hospital safely. Even if they arrive, it may be a death trap." Old Gibbs said.

Levi raised his gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said in a deep voice, "Boss, we only hear Giuseppe's side of things now.

Now that the Romans have been assassinated, everyone who survives may be a ghost!

I suggest that you stand still and strengthen the defense of the fighting arena.

You and Victor are not the only members of the Falcone family, maybe you can discuss it with them. "

Harry thought for a moment, and said, "Your suggestions are all reasonable, but we can't do nothing.

Teresa has arranged for two teams of 20 elite gunmen to rush to Gotham United Hospital according to my instructions.

The rest of the people go to the weapon room to get their own equipment. Before the dust settles, we must strengthen our guard and stick to the fighting field.

By the way, go outside and put up a sign that the fighting arena will be closed for two days. "

Then, Harry stood up and ordered as he walked out: "Gibbs and Levi's come with me to the office.

The others led their respective teams and arranged defenses according to the plan formulated earlier.

Confiscate mobile phones and distribute telephones.

Unplug the phone line, only my office and external communication.

No one is allowed to approach the building without my order, and our people are not allowed to go out.

Once you find someone leaving the floor where your team is sticking to and entering your defense zone, you can kill them immediately without asking for instructions.

Only I can cancel this order, do you understand? "

"understand!"

Arriving at the office on the third floor, Harry immediately said to Gibbs and Levi: "From now on, you two will stay here."

Quickly speaking of her plan, she immediately took out her Nokia straight cell phone regardless of the inexplicable surprise on their faces.

He took out a new mobile phone of the same model from the desk drawer, turned on the Dell desktop computer, and connected both of them to the computer at the same time with a data cable.

It was an accident to meet old Kamai today.

But the software on the computer, and even the mobile phone in the drawer, it is obvious that she has already prepared.

Rip off the network cable, haley opens the window
The vines hanging from the roof were still full of greenery. She stretched out her hand and tugged a few times. Seeing that she could bear her own weight, she turned around and climbed up to the roof like a nimble ape.

Levi's and old Gibbs looked at each other for a while, stepped forward almost at the same time, closed the window, sat on the sofa, and continued to remain silent.

Let’s say that when Harley came to the rooftop, she immediately took off her underwear and sweater, put on armor and equipped a weapon, and quickly said to Ivy: “You stay in the glass attic, don’t go down, and don’t come out except me .”

"So serious?" Ivy's face turned pale.

"Hey, if the American guy doesn't pay homage to Second Master Guan, the younger brothers are not loyal!" Ha Li sighed.

Ivy looked puzzled.

"Old Cammy's grandnephew, Giuseppe, is a traitor." Harry said directly.

"Why are you so sure?"

Ivy is now also "promoted and raised" and has become a small leader of the "Quinn" family.

She also participated in the previous meeting.

Well, the old Gibbs is over seventy years old, and I don’t know how many more years he can work. Ivy is his successor and his disciple.

"Old Cameron called me when he was in the operating room, it was too late.

Gotham United Hospital is a public hospital with an upper-middle level, not top-notch.

At least it was the first time in his life that old Cammy went. "

In Gotham in late December, there have been two snowfalls, and a lady's long cloak over the armor does not look cumbersome.

Miniature missiles are put into the backpack, two Desert Eagles are inserted into the outer thigh, a tactical dagger and six grenades are hung on the waist, and there is an M16 on the shoulder.
"Do you have to go in person?" Ivy swallowed, worried.

"As a human being, you have to live happily. How can you be happy if you can't understand your thoughts?" Ha Li smiled lightly.

"But--"

Ha Li waved her hand and said, "No matter who is behind the scenes or what cards they have, they are all chickens and dogs."

Ivy handed her a lotus seed and said, "Bring it, I can hear your voice and know if you are safe."

"Ok."

Harry took the lotus seeds and stuffed them into his pocket, then ran quickly to the water tower.

Open the anti-radiation leaf and lead box, and take out the glass bottle.

Harry gritted his teeth, opened the deck near the rear of the airship, and pressed the bottom of the bottle on the bucket's thick engine.

"Aki, eat it!"

The spaceship has no consciousness, but with the artifact engine as the core, it has a certain spirituality.

"Buzzing—"

The iron-blue engine was running extremely fast, and silver-blue arcs gradually appeared on the surface.

It was the kind of arc that scorched the three witches and evil repairmen back in the day.

"Chucky!"

Three electric arcs passed through the glass bottle like tentacles, locking the bloody diamond tightly.

The blood-red energy is drawn from the diamond, dyeing the silver-blue lightning red.

"Do not--"

Harry was shocked, and vaguely heard an unwilling wail.

Who?
The master of the heart, or the backhand of joy?
Harry swallowed, a layer of cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

I never thought about swallowing my heart, but
"Kacha Kacha Kacha!"

Before she was startled, the spaceship seemed to be activated by the Autobot's energy block, as if it was about to transform into Optimus Prime.

Parts such as decks, seats, bridges, and glass windows "wake up" from the inside out.

It shook its body, stretched itself, and then opened its eyes, refreshed and ready to start a new day.

"Crack!" The glass bottle shattered, the blood diamond disappeared, the arc retracted, and the spaceship stopped shaking, but on the surface of the spaceship, there was an extra layer of blood-colored lines, like blood vessels, and as if the entire spaceship had become a heart.

Harry checked it on the bridge, and was disappointed to find that it didn't give birth to wisdom.

She still needs to start it manually.

"Shadow mode, turn on!"

When Harry pressed the switch, the next moment, the spaceship entered a gray and pale world, and the surrounding space lost its color and vitality.

The water tower didn't seem to exist, and the spaceship passed through it like a shadow, and then pulled a tracer of scarlet and blue and white in the gray and white world.

In the blink of an eye, Harry saw a three-story flat-roofed building close in front of him.

Gotham United Hospital, located in Queens, is more than 20 kilometers away from the fighting arena by the pier.

Not only fast, Aki is also hiding in the shadow world.

Even if it is close at hand, people in Yangjian can't see it.

"Wow, it's so cool, from now on, let me rule the world!" Harley cheered excitedly.

Soon, the cheers turned to sneers.

In broad daylight, the terrain of the hospital was complicated and the distance was a bit far away. The infrared vision on the airship did not find any abnormalities.

But on the roof of the hospital, facing the gate, there was a sniper lying on his stomach.

It can be guessed that there must be many people hiding in other invisible corners.

Gotham has a killer organization formed by locals.

It once wanted to join the Falcone family, but was rejected by the elder Cameron.

Because he has no shortage of killers, the killer organization is useless to him, but it attracts too much hatred.

Maroni has no shortage of killers, so he didn't include the Gotham Killer Alliance under his umbrella.

Like other small gangs in Gotham, the Killer Alliance has been surviving between the two big Hei Dao families.

There is no business conflict, but I can live a carefree life.

The Gotham Killers League is also interesting. They bought the entire page starting with the letter "a" from the Gotham Yellow Pages Printing Company.

That is to say, the name at the beginning of a in the phone book is the phone number of the killer's manager every 6th.

Yellow page "A" column, the 6th, 16th, 26th, 36th dial the following number, you can hire a killer.

The higher the front, the higher the level of the killer, the more kills, and the stronger the strength.

Of course, hiring costs are also higher.

The 40-year-old Reagan is now the "No. 6" number one on the Yellow Pages.

He also has reasons to be the top card.

Not to mention his brilliant record of beheading hundreds of people before, just say that today, without him, Sass would probably lead the black girl group to fight back and kill the group of gunmen in the way.

It was him who beat up the gang of black girls all by himself.

It was him who shot through Sass' left waist.

Now, the important task of ending the witch Harley is in his hands again.

His heart was hot, his face was like an iceberg, and his ears were as steady as a rock.

Even the slight changes in the fallen leaves rolled by the winter wind cannot escape his sharp eyes and fine perception.

No enemy has ever escaped from under his nose!

"Shh, don't shout!" Suddenly, a sweet girl's voice sounded above his head.

Reagan's hairs stood on end, his muscles were tense, his spine was about to be like a dragon - he couldn't move an inch, a leather boot stepped on his back, and he became a toad under the children's feet.

He wanted to yell, but a small gloved hand stretched out in front of him, instead of covering his mouth, he just handed over a grenade with a ring attached to his index finger, which could be pulled away at any time.

Gotham's No. [-] killer was like a deflated ball, paralyzed there, in a trance.

At this time, Harry squatted on him with a smile, pulled off the communication earplugs next to his ears, gently threw them away, and whispered: "Where is old Cammy? Is he alive now, or is he dead?"

"It's downstairs, room 309 (ps), the people above deliberately let me stay alive."

Reagan's eyes were gloomy, and he said with a wooden face: "President Luo is on his way here, and the Romans are his certificate of honor.

The new Gotham Emperor would trust him and the GCPD only if the Chief killed the Romans himself. "

Harry was stunned, and sighed: "Old Kami made GCPD a tradition for half a century, and now, he has to become part of the tradition, how ironic!"

　(ps: Careful readers will find that before Giuseppe said that old Kamai was in room 307, there is nothing wrong here, because the traitor lied.)
　　
　
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