At the beginning, justice came from heaven, but I was targeted by the FBI

Chapter 149: The FBI has been professionally responsible for the aftermath for decades

"Boss!" Siya covered her arm and chased after him. The hound tore open his coat and tied the wound.

He walked forward without saying a word.

"Don't follow me and go to the hospital with a scarred face. You should also take care of the wound."

"No, it's no big deal." The hound said indifferently, this can be ignored.

Thea also nodded.

"You must go! You are not allowed to leave the hospital without my consent."

Li Zishu walked toward 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 treatment plant."

A Chevrolet followed from behind.

"Boss, something serious happened."

When Stephen heard this, he felt anxious, "Don't tell me, it's related to Zi Shuli again."

"Yes."

"Isn't he working as a police officer? With the support of the Fourth Precinct and a large group of bodyguards, what can happen?" Stephen's heart was beating wildly.

"The boss of the Fallen Sons died, and then they attacked the Fourth Precinct, and Zishu Li was affected."

"Injured? Did you go after him?"

"No, Scarface was injured. He went to Fud, and they happened to be chatting. At this moment, he left the police station with a gloomy look."

"Damn it. A lot of people are going to die tonight. Send out all the field workers immediately, cancel all breaks, and come back to work overtime. If you see the Son of the Fallen, arrest him. I mean arrest him if you see him."

Stephen rubbed his temples. He finally begged Li Zishu to stabilize the red and blue sides. Now that he was fine, he started Zhiyuan and the Fallen Son again.

Fuck Fuck!

"Something happened to the boss." An agent came in from the door.

"Something happened again?" Stephen looked at him depressedly, "Is there anything more troublesome than Zi Shuli's killing spree?"

"The Sons of Chaos from Jinshan are heading towards Saint Luodu."

"Fake! Are they here to kill someone?"

"Do I need to intercept it?"

Stephen hesitated. The motorcycle gangs are a group of cancers. They do everything the family does, and they also do things the family doesn't do, such as extortion and dealing with public officials. These bastards are lawless.

Even because of skin color issues, conflicts often arise.

Just a bunch of crazy white people drinking and causing trouble.

The most annoying thing is their business method. Just like the nomads, they harm a place for a few years and then change places if they can no longer stay.

"No, let them come!"

Stephen thought for a while, why do you use me as a knife every time, the FBI? It's time for me to do it this time.

Yes, just do that, use Zhiyuan, and get rid of the Sons of Fall and the Sons of Chaos once and for all.

Stephen made up his mind, and Li Zishu also made up his mind.

[Host, the system task has not been completed. If you give up now, you will not be able to obtain the third type of Kevlar formula.and other rewards. 】

[If you find a crime, please fight against it, eliminate the Son of Fallen, and reward the host with a fixed chance to draw a lottery. 】

[System, I have taken off my police uniform now, but I am still experiencing it. 】

Li Zishu narrowed his eyes. It was impossible to give up, but it was even more impossible for you to ask me to stay in the Fourth Precinct and do nothing. That was not in line with my character.

If someone asks for trouble, I must fight back immediately.

Never get used to it.

[Is the host taking advantage of the loophole? 】

Li Zishu was happy when he heard the sound of the system.

[I'm just telling the truth. 】

【start calculating. 】

[Rewards for fighting crime are cancelled.The role-playing mission continues. 】

The convoy soon arrived at the car scrapyard in the suburbs.

Seeing Li Zishu come in, the old man looked at him depressedly, "The car hasn't been repaired yet, we have to wait a few days."

Li Zishu ignored the other party, "You, you, you! Get out!"

Then he walked straight to the old man's office and sat down on his boss chair.

Not right.

The old man hadn't caught wind yet, and looking at Li Zishu's behavior, it seemed that he was not here to get the car.

"What do you want to do?"

"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 on earth do you want?"

The old man looked ugly.

"Don't worry, I'm not a little gangster who deliberately comes to trouble you. As soon as I come in, I show my teeth and claws, and I'm arrogant and domineering."

I would rather you be arrogant and domineering, showing your teeth and claws. What you look like now is even more terrifying.

You are the leader, of course not a gangster. Those guys are just holding your shoes for you.

When gangsters come in and beat people up, you are killing people.

The gangster smashed it up, you just blew it up.

Can it be the same?

What is the old man thinking? Which idiot messed with you again?

"Pour me a cup of coffee without sugar. I haven't slept well since last night." Li Zishu put down the mouse and looked at the layout of the office.

The old man came to the coffee machine depressedly and poured Li Zishu a cup.

Li Zishu picked up the cup and took a sip.

"It burned me!"

Fuck Fuck!

The old man is feeling bitter, so he wants to perm his hair, you are here to cause trouble.

"Can't you do so many things well?" Li Zishu pushed the cup.

"Impossible!" the old man said lowly.

Li Zishu pushed the cup again and pushed it in front of the other party.

Looking at each other with a smile, "Want to try?"

Toast, do not eat and drink fine!
"What do you want to do? You tell me and I do it."

Li Zishu took out his cigarette and lit it, "Where is the Son of Fallen?"

"At their bar."

"Don't make me ask a second time!"

The old man got it, these idiots.

"It seems that you are very principled and will not get involved in the struggle between forces. That's good. You are a perseverant person. I admire you very much."

Li Zishu stood up and walked to the door.

"Old man, as a principled person, you have to take sides in the end and cherish my friendship, appreciation and kindness towards you."

Kindness is the most important thing.

The old man understood this. What you need is my kindness to you, nothing else matters.

What would happen without kindness?
That's not obvious.This guy plans to kill people with a smile.

"In a town eighty kilometers away from the city, there is an abandoned hardware store, or supermarket, which they used as a base."

"Send me the coordinates."

The old man immediately complied.

"Not bad. To be honest." Li Zishu looked at his phone, clicked on the Luge map, and soon discovered the stronghold. There were more than 20 motorcycles parked outside.

There is a heat source reaction in the building.

"Old man, I'll give you a piece of advice. From now on, in San Luodu, you have to be careful about your words and actions, because some people are making plans. I'm very anxious now. These people make me very irritable. You have to worry about my emotions, do you understand?"

"I understand!" Just don't cause trouble for you, right?

“If you understand, do it.”

Li Zishu raised his legs and walked out.

Picked up the phone.

"Cobra gathers and goes to this place. When I arrive, I want to see all the members of the Fallen Sons hanging on the building. It's like a gift."

"Yes boss, you will receive this gift!"

Nick didn't pay attention to Li Zishu's order, but he understood that it was a warning to everyone that in Li Zishu's territory, they must follow the rules, Li Zishu's rules.

"Let's go!" Nick led the people to look at the navigation and got into the car.

Night has already fallen.

The town is very quiet, and the abandoned hardware supermarket some distance away from the town is very lively.

There are many motorcycles parked here.

Many residents of the town won't come here because they know it has been occupied by a bunch of assholes for a long time.

Men will be beaten when they pass by, even if they look at each other, as long as they are unhappy.

Blacks and Latinos are even more unlucky.

Women are often teased and even pulled in to drink.

Even though the other party didn't do anything extraordinary.

Unfortunately, the police department dare not take action because it is difficult to find a reasonable excuse.

These guys will harass the client afterwards to get him to withdraw the case.

Selling pills, robbing and stealing.

No, I should say, buy it directly for zero yuan in front of the convenience store owner.

They are not like those normal families who know how to run a business and mainly focus on making money. They prefer to have fun as they please.

This guy is even scarier.

A young man with a blond mohawk sat on a chair and drank a beer.

"what happened?"

Yawen raised his head and wiped his mouth, "Unfortunately, it almost succeeded."

"Don't worry, we all believe in you and you will succeed."

"Yes!"

A group of young men in leather vests nearby smiled happily.

Yawen thought for a while, took out his backpack and poured most of the money on the ground.

"Take it, eat, drink, play, then replenish the ammunition, and I'll go to the toilet."

After speaking, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground.

"Haha, Yawen, I knew you were a great guy, and we will all support you." Most of the people raised their bottles.

Yawen smiled, turned around and walked out of the hardware store, and came to the back corner to prepare for convenience.

A little money can win over everyone's hearts, and it's a worthwhile deal.

Several off-road vehicles were parked on the side of the suburban road.

A dozen Cobra members stepped out of the car.

Looking at the building not far away.

Then one by one they took out RPGs!

It is said that this guy is the boss who uses 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 gangsters in leather clothes at the door were startled when they saw a man with a dull expression in the distance and shouted loudly.

Fire in the Hole!
Fake!

This is their first thought.

That piece of shit flew towards the gate.

Boom!

One ball of fire, two balls of fire, one ball of fire, spreading out as fiercely as swollen bread.

Then it's not over.

Motorcyclists need to use oil, and there are many oil barrels inside. Although they are smoking, regardless of the occasion, the oil barrels are kept safe and far away from the living area.

Now rounds of RPGs came in, and explosions sounded.

The oil drum exploded instantly.

With a bang, the fire was even more unstoppable.

The entire hardware store was engulfed in flames.

Yawen, who was conveniently outside, was directly carried away by a shock wave and fell to the ground.He looked stupidly at the hellish scene in front of him.

Nick lit a cigarette, watched the explosion end, the fire spreading inside, and waved.

Wearing gas masks, several Cobras walked to the gate. There was not much fire here, and they took a look inside.

Most of them fell to the ground, smoking.I dragged a few randomly and pulled them to the door.

"Boss, is this too much? It's hard to get hung up!"

Nick covered his head, "I didn't expect there were a lot of oil drums in there. Hang up these few."

After saying that, his men took out the slinger and shot it against the wall above.

"Can I use this?"

Nick nodded.

"Hang them all up!"

arrangement.

After a while, three or four people were pulled up.

Yawen struggled to hold himself up and came to the side.

Lying on the ground, quietly looking into the distance.

Zhiyuan people, damn it.

At this moment, he held his breath and did not dare to move. He even sneaked to his mobile phone and turned off the power.

I originally planned to leave when 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 best if all these damn guys were killed.

After thinking about it, I called the fire rescue center.

Soon, Li Zishu's motorcade arrived at the location.

After taking a look at the corpse above, Li Zishu got into the car without saying a word.

"Boss, do you want this?"

"go!"

Seeing Zhiyuan's people leaving, Yawen breathed a sigh of relief, immediately got up and walked quickly towards the town.

Turning on his phone, he was a little confused at the moment.

The fallen son is gone, and the remaining people are dead, what should I do?

[The Sons of Chaos in Jinshan are about to arrive in San Luodu. 】

It was this mysterious guy who sent him a message again.

Yawen put away his mobile phone and planned to go to the town to find a car and then shave his hair. At this moment, he would die if he entered Saint-Loduo.

"Where is the boss going now?" the driver asked quietly.

Li Zishu's face improved a little, "Go to the hospital and see how Siya and the others are doing."

[Congratulations to the host, for completing the role-playing mission, canceling the strike mission, obtaining the third type of Kevlar formula, and obtaining a UBS account. 】

I am not looking forward to the third edition. What I really want is the fourth edition. Li Zishu looked out the window calmly. There is only one missing. As long as he gets the last one, he can improve the safety of his men.

A revenge ended in an instant, but the matter was not over.

Bob and Levin, who had followed Li Zishu all the way, shuddered when they looked at the tragic situation in front of them. It was so cruel.

The explosion is not scary, but the ones outside are scary.

It's shaking there.

"Boss, Li Zishu killed all the people in the Fallen Sons."

Stephen rubbed his temples, "I knew it. Send someone to clean up the scene quickly and keep a low profile."

Looking at the approaching fire truck in the distance, Bob looked miserable.

"It's probably difficult."

"why?"

"He had a few members of the Fallen Sons hanging on the wall, like sausages."

Poof, Stephen felt like he was getting a headache again.

Damn it, Fuck, you promised to be the knife this time?The results of it?
You can't cut it randomly!

It's all over the place.

I'm not the one who ends up cleaning the kitchen.

No, this matter will have a bad impact. If word spreads, it will not only cause trouble for himself, but also trouble for Li Zishu.

"Asshole, I'm wiping your ass again! Get it off quickly, no photos allowed." What should I do?
Stephen picked up the phone speechlessly and started dialing.

The boss of the Blood Gang was very depressed. Why did the FBI supervisor call me?
I have stopped.

This old guy called me, either with a warning or a threat. I am very honest today. What are you going to do?
"Hey?"

"I'm Stephen, and I have something for you to do now."

Um?You want me to do it?
What do you mean?
The boss of the Blood Gang was speechless. How could you possibly use me?
"That's such an honor."

"Really?" Stephen smiled, this is what you said.

"Yes, Mr. Director ordered, how could I refuse."

"Well, now find a few of your men to admit that you killed the Son of the Fallen, and then let them run away. I will issue a wanted notice."

What did you say
The boss of the Blood Gang was confused.Are you calling me just to ask me to take the piss out of you?

When did I destroy the Son of the Fallen, and yet I still had to find someone to admit it, and even arranged to run away, waiting for you to arrest me? Isn't this just asking me to take the blame?
Can you even come up with such an immoral idea?
"Why?" The boss of the Blood Gang was very depressed. Why should I sacrifice a few of my men? Why should you let the guy who did this take responsibility?

Why?Because I'm dealing with the aftermath.

Stephen's heart aches when he thinks of Li Zishu.

Let me do all the dirty work!

"Think about it, do you have a grudge against the Fallen Son?" Stephen said slowly.

The old man from the Blood Gang nodded, yes.

"and then?"

"You killed many of them. Because of your hard work, their boss also died, and many of you also died. Both sides fought to the death." Stephen is indeed a professional.

"so what?"

"So it's best for you to find someone to take charge of this matter."

Co-author Am I the best person to take the blame?
The boss of the Blood Gang looked ugly.

"Why?"

"Just because everyone thought it was you."

Damn Fuck.You said everything.

Lao Hei almost cursed.

"Where's the evidence?"

"I don't need evidence. You are fighting. There were many arrests on both sides today. If I say it's you, it's you!"

brute!

Lao Hei couldn't figure out why this bastard was having trouble with him.Which grandson did it?Is there any humanity left?

"No need to discuss? Does it have to be me?"

"It must be you!"

"Can I say no?"

"Is it useful to refuse?"

Okay, this is going to be forced.

That's right, it's just hard work. Only you are the most suitable.

Stephen rubbed his temples, is it easy for me?
"Think clearly, if you refuse, I will still crack down on organized crime. You have been making a lot of noise recently. You know whether there will be any casualties today.

In fact, it’s not a bad idea if you think so. "

Heizi was stunned when he heard the change in Stephen's voice. Isn't it a loss?
"For you to find someone to admit and take responsibility for this matter means that you have won the war with the Son of the Fallen. This will improve your reputation. In the future, ordinary people will not mess with you casually."

Is there any benefit to this?You fooled me.

"In addition, immediately arrange for your people to leave California and go to Texas or other states. I will only issue wanted notices in this state. I don't care about other places."

Can you still do this?

Kuroko is numb.

"How is it? Your people are still fine, and you still have a reputation. As long as you show that you have no idea about this matter, this is the personal behavior of your subordinates, and I will not cause trouble for you."

You are so professional!

too dark!
The boss of the Blood Gang wants to cry but has no tears. Which grandson did it?

"That's it. You can ask people to post a picture on the Internet, YouTube, or P site. It doesn't matter if there is no picture. I will find someone to pass it on to you. Let the wind out. I will hear the wind when I wake up tomorrow morning. goodbye!"

Stephen breathed a sigh of relief, damn Li Zishu, I’m wiping your ass again.Don’t you know that once the news gets out, it will have a bad impact on you?You are a businessman now!
The boss of the Blood Gang listened to the busy tone blankly, "Damn it Fake!"

(End of this chapter)