City Marshal

Uncle Yong watched the battle gradually come to an end, raised his knife and shouted: "Kill!"

The cronies of the bosses immediately shouted loudly and killed them. There was not much verbal nonsense on both sides. Now only the blood of the other side can wash away the accumulated hatred. With his sharp skills, he rampaged through the crowd, flying bloody knives.

The people on both sides are really like fighting on the ancient battlefield. The two streams of people collided and merged. Uncle Yong could only see the cold lights flying in the crowd and the blood splattered from time to time, and what he heard was the never-ending screams of the crowd. The sound and the collision of knives and knives, the passion of the years can't be stopped on the face.

Uncle Yong's blood boiled with enthusiasm: Damn it!If Lao Tzu was 20 years younger, he would have to fight with a knife!With the addition of this batch of fresh troops, the struggling mafia members finally couldn't resist, and the remaining ten people desperately pulled the two guards to retreat to the door. Their bodies were covered with bloody knife wounds, but they rushed forward as if they couldn't feel the pain.

Uncle Yong raised his hand, and a dozen finale guns appeared upstairs: Bang bang bang!The burly body of the Guards fell on the way to charge!Clang!Uncle Yong pulled out his cold machete and stabbed it into the body of the dying Guards without frowning, and then the bosses also pulled out their knives and stabbed the Guards' vital points. With the blood of the Guards, no one can regret and quit, which means that everyone is in the same boat, and we will live and die together!This bloody battle lasted for two hours before it ended. The entire restaurant was full of corpses, and the lime scattered everywhere was extremely choking. The guards were all killed in battle. Uncle Yong and the others ended in a miserable victory in this battle!At this point, the Chinese Chamber of Commerce began to be in chaos!In the building tens of meters away, Chu Tian stood facing the wind and watched the battle, with an unfathomable smile on his face and said: "Uncle Yong and the others are stronger than I expected, I thought we were going to rescue them at a critical moment Well, it seems that in the past, it was not that the Chinese merchants were not fierce in helping the crowd, but that they kept ordering!"

Standing behind him was Chen Gangsheng, and behind him were ten Bloodthorn players.

Hearing Chutian's words, Chen Gangsheng took half a step forward, and explained with a slight smile: "In the past, Fang Gang was mainly in command, and the bosses were negative and negligent because they were upset. Anyway, winning or losing has nothing to do with themselves, so why bother to work so hard? Today is different, It is a matter of their life and death, if you don't work hard, you will die!"

Chu Tian nodded solemnly, glanced at Uncle Yong and others who were leaving one after another, and told Chen Gangsheng: "Send someone to secretly protect Uncle Yong and the others these days. Wen Jun and Roosevelt have suffered such a big loss, so don't retaliate hysterically. No wonder! The mafia will definitely send elites to surround and kill or even assassinate the bosses!"

"Now, everyone is at the point where if they don't advance, they will retreat! Letting most of these Chinese bosses survive is very important for our counterattack and future leadership, not to mention Uncle Yong. The party came to attack and did not retreat, based on this, they should be allowed to live for a few more years."

Chen Gangsheng sighed softly, and responded respectfully: "Understood!"

Then he said with some hesitation: "Young commander, in fact, we pretended to be Chinese businessmen and gang members and injured Wen Jun. Why didn't we shoot a few more shots at that time? Killing Wen Jun will make both sides more confused, and it will be more difficult for us. favorable!"

Chu Tian shook his head lightly, and said in a far-sighted way: "Kill the puppet Wen Jun, and Roosevelt will throw away the mess of the Chinese businessmen, and it will not achieve the miraculous effect of using Wen Jun to drag the Mafia, and Uncle Yong and the others will also be killed because of Wen Jun's death." Let the matter end here, after all, they dare not take the initiative to provoke the mafia!"

Chen Gangsheng suddenly realized, patted his head and said: "Understood, Wen Jun is the middle conductor, only through him can Uncle Yong and the mafia fight each other, young commander, your move is really good, and Uncle Yong and the others face life and death We have to fight back, and they will come to us when they are at their wits end!"

Chu Tian burst out laughing, and patted Chen Gangsheng on the shoulder: "At that time, you will be the savior! Facing the mafia's arrogance, Uncle Yong and the others urgently need a powerful person to lead the counterattack, and this person is You are none other than you, and when you defeat the Mafia, you will secure the position of president!"

Chen Gangsheng touched his head, and said a little embarrassedly: "Thank you, Young Marshal, for your support!"

Chu Tian turned around and walked towards the entrance of the rooftop, suddenly remembered something, turned to Chen Gangsheng and said, "Tell you undercover brother, pay close attention to Wen Jun's recent strange behavior, that kid is in collusion with Roosevelt, you can tell from his words and deeds Judging the direction of the mafia, so pay more attention to him!"

Chen Gangsheng nodded and said with a smile, "Okay!"

After 15 minutes, Chutian and the others evacuated the building one after another.

Wen Jun received the news 10 minutes after the end of the fight. He was stunned after setting up the celebration banquet. After realizing it, he hurriedly asked his subordinates to close the gate of Zhongxing Garden, and then mobilized all the trustworthy forces to guard against death. At this moment, Wen Jun Only then did I realize that I was so close to life and death.

Grandma's!How could the Mafia not be able to fight the bumpkins?Wen Jun, who has always believed that the moon in foreign countries is particularly round, did not really take Uncle Yong and the others seriously from the beginning. He always thought that they were all covetous people who were dying and feared death, so he let the mafia carry out the beheading operation, thinking that it would be an instant success!Who knows, the whole army was wiped out!Wen Jun felt trembling from the bottom of his heart. He picked up the phone and wanted to call Roosevelt but found it difficult to explain. After all, so many people died, so he didn't ask for help again after thinking about it. He believed that the matter would quickly reach Roosevelt's ears and waited quietly. With his protection again is.

When he was slumped on the sofa in a daze, his confidant Wang Xiaohua came up, glanced at his master's tired and timid face, and said respectfully: "President, all the brothers have tightly guarded all the passages in the garden. With a gun, Uncle Yong and the others can't rush in without a few hundred people, so don't worry!"

Wen Jun forced a smile on his face and nodded heavily.

Tianyang Castle, Roosevelt Study.

Roosevelt was wearing a black suit, sitting on the sofa with a straight waist, and walked the chess game with a solemn expression. At this time of the day, he would cultivate his feelings in the study, or deal with various secrets of the Mafia, except for the extreme For urgent matters, no one dares to disturb him who is concentrating on his work.

However, at this moment, Hamo's figure was moving like a sly rabbit, and he knocked on the wooden door of the study without being summoned, and his expression seemed a little anxious.

Hearing the muddy and messy footsteps, Roosevelt, who was concentrating on it, frowned and glanced twice, and found that it was Hammer. After all, he didn't scold him. He lowered his head and kept holding the chess pieces. The sound echoed throughout the study room: "So flustered, what happened?" Hammer was worried and impatient, but when he ran into the study room and saw Roosevelt's haggard but still calm face, he immediately recovered Calmly, he stood slowly in front of the table, leaned slightly and said, "Boss, all the brothers who were sent out to support Wen Jun were all killed."

"Oh? Ah!! What?? Killed?" Roosevelt was careless at first, and his arm still lightly dropped the killing piece, and then he jumped up as if bitten by a poisonous snake, and roared: "How could you be killed?" Kill them? Who can kill them? Could it be that bastard Chu Tian again?” The calmness left over by years of cultivating love is falling apart in the face of the bad news. Roosevelt hardly dares to go out these days, let alone listen to the reports of his subordinates. , because it always brought him worrying results, either there was no news from Chu Tian, ​​or the headquarters would send someone to investigate, in short, it made him sleepless.

The reason why he tried his best to keep a little calm was because he didn't want to appear flustered in front of his subordinates, making the already low morale of the army even more frightening, but now that he heard that the manpower assigned to Wen Jun was wiped out and there was no survivor, how could he Not shocked?That is another bloody new wound!Seeing that his master was so irritable, Hammer hesitated a little, but after thinking about it, he still sighed: "It was not Chutian who killed them, but the old men of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce set up a trap. As a result, Wen Jun didn't notice and he was young and frivolous, let them To carry out the beheading operation, who would have thought that the blood of being killed by others would flow into rivers."

"It's just those old guys who are greedy for life and afraid of death? How do they have the guts to fight against the Mafia?" Roosevelt's anger has been replaced by shock. In his consciousness, Uncle Yong and the others are all antiques from the Xianfeng era. Scaring the juniors can work, how dare you fight the mafia? "Wen Jun wants people's lives, no matter how old they are, they will resist!" Hamo exhaled a few breaths, and said with a serious expression: "The old guys set up a trap for Wen Jun to get into. Maybe now both sides want each other to die." , so everyone risked their lives, I believe they will soon do something to Wen Jun. "