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On the 2nd day, several prisoners had their heads chopped off in the square, and blood shed all over the ground.

The onlookers stared at the heads ticking around. Behind the horrified eyes, there was some excitement.

The killing of the same kind does make people feel uncontrollable sadness, but if this kind of killing is not between opposing species, just to demonstrate the status of power, then people will not be sad.

Only excited, envious, jealous, why don’t I have such power.

The city hall announced that these people were the gang members who robbed and killed Mike’s gang. Their heads were covered with sacks, and no one could see their appearance.

People believe in whatever the local government says, no matter whether they really believe it or not, at least they will not take the initiative to stand up to oppose the local government’s practices and statements. It is purely unhappy for themselves.

However, there are still some people who are circulating that those whose heads have been chopped off are not the masterminds and murderers of Mike’s tragedy.

Everyone knows who did these things, and they also know that those people are still alive, and who is lying can be understood at a glance.

But people don’t have to stand up and say anything. Offending the local government is a stupid choice, as is offending the gang members.

This incident seemed to have ended. The elders of the city hall also invited the camera out to take pictures of the execution. It is said that these will be given to the federal government to tell them that this incident is over.

It sounds like…it makes people want to laugh.

For these Sugers who don’t think they are too backward, no matter how prestigious the Baylor Federation is in the world, isn’t it just being fooled by their small, not-so-famous country?

The superiority of this unfathomable mystery made the onlookers on the square straighten their spine. Under the flash of the spotlight held by the photographer, the people looking towards the lens became the next week’s “Federation The content on the front page of The Times.

People’s heads are weirdly twisted. In the center of the picture, more than a dozen dead bodies without heads are neatly dead on one side. There are large blood stains on the ground. There are some children in the distance who are laughing and kicking a head… [ 19459002]

This incident is over here.

The 1.8-meter gang leader was sitting on his chair, and his men were counting and folding piles of money, tying them with strips made of cowhide, and placing them on a huge table.

The table is full of money, piled a full foot high, and some gold products and various jewels are placed near the leader. The money is exchanged for federal goods.

The federal people are unwilling to ask for local currency, but for people living in the local area, they don’t care, and they even think that it is better to be exchanged for local currency, at least to be able to use it anytime and anywhere.

This is only half, and the other half is not sold. It is kept in the warehouse. When he needs to get through certain relationships in the future, those carefully selected products can become the key.

No one will refuse wealth, and no one will refuse exquisite goods from the Federation. These things will not be so easy to get in the future.

Since Mike’s shop was robbed, and Mike and his gang who run the business were killed, many federal merchants have evacuated during this period.

Even if there are some people left, they are reducing the scale of their business.

Thinking of this, the 1.8-meter gang leader wondered if he would do it again.

It is too addictive, the profit is too big, the key is that he wants to “block” these markets back.

Only when the Federalist does not come to do business for a short time, the things in his hand can continue to appreciate.

Four or five days later, at ten o’clock in the morning, the 1.8-meter gang leader came out of the room lazily.

When the door opened, a woman lying on the bed in the room was faintly revealed, naked and wounded on her body.

This woman is Mike’s younger brother’s little lover. In fact, it’s like Mike said. There is no pure love story of a teenage girl falling in love with a forty-something old man.

This girl just wants Bang Mike’s younger brother to get a ticket to leave Su Ge from him.

For many girls living in poor, backward and chaotic areas, as long as they can leave that ghost place and have a temporary residence outside, they are willing to pay any price for it!

It’s a pity that Mike’s younger brother is covered. The dawn of a good day has already dispelled the darkness, but eternal night has come…

The girl lying on the bed dying has no signs of activity in her mind. She didn’t think about anything, did nothing, her thinking seemed to have fallen into a pause.

Here, she is like a toy, anyone can play.

When the leader finds this toy interesting, he will occupy her for a period of time, and then she will be given to others.

If she dies out of luck, she will become food for wild dogs. If her good luck is not dead, then she will start to put on explicit clothes and do the most sordid things to make money for the gang.

On the day when the future and hope died at the same time, she and her soul also died.

The 1.8-meter gang leader looked at the people who were running on the playground not far away, with some triumphant expressions on his face.

In fact, at this step, he is almost a small clan.

We have money, people, weapons, and are ruthless enough that ordinary forces dare not collide with him.

In three or five years of operation, you might be able to become a mayor or an officer.

In Suge, a backward and barbaric country, power is never inherited, but snatched.

These people in the yard are his future capital. There are some youngsters who have recently recruited in them. Many of these youngsters with fierce faces have several points of fame outside.

But in front of him, one by one is like the girl in the room.

His approach caused the people who were running to stop. He took out a cigarette, and immediately someone came over to light the fire and cover it with his hand.

He intends to say something to establish and deepen his position in the mind of these people, which is also a way to strengthen the relationship between everyone.

The flame in front of him was a bit close to his mouth. He lowered his head and put the cigarette up. But at this moment, with a sudden sound, he rolled and fell to the ground, watching the huge body slowly falling down. The pulpy mind thought about a problem with the last few stubbornness.

Just light a cigarette, can you blow up your head?

This sudden change made everyone dumbfounded. The 1.8-meter gang leader has been in this area for many years.

It’s not that no one has challenged him, it’s just that all those who challenged him are dead, so that no one thought about the idea of ​​stepping on his head.

But, at this brief moment, he died.

A shot blasted the head, and then more intense gunfire sounded, but something was not quite right.

These gunshots are not like the earthen guns used by the locals, or those guns from abroad, pa pa pa shook the sky.

These gunshots are “tú tú sudden” continuous together, not harsh or loud, but they can be heard clearly.

The people who just stopped and gasped were like wheat ears being harvested by Death God’s Scythe. Everyone bloomed with blood and fell down. They don’t even know what happened.

At this moment, three soldiers in thick combat uniforms broke into the door. Those who pretended to be dead and the people in the room discovered that the person who had just attacked them was on the roof next door.

These people are well-trained and march alternately. Those who pretend to be dead have no chance to escape. After they came in, they gave everyone a shot, all in the head.

I have heard of a person with a heart on the other side, but no one has heard of a person with a head on the buttocks. This is indeed the case.

No matter whether you pretend to be dead or not, you can’t die anymore if you blow your head with a shot.

Then the gunfire occasionally rang, but it soon ceased. All the people in the surrounding rooms were cleaned up, and no one was left alive.

Of course, except for those girls who seem to be victims.

They were driven together, shiver coldly, some were vomiting, some had fainted.

On the contrary, it was a girl with a naked body. Smelling the pungent bloody smell, she woke up. She shivered, and her lackluster eyes regained focus.

She looked towards all around blankly, and soon her eyes fell on the 1.8-meter-high gang leader with only half of his head left.

She rushed over, grabbed with her hands, kicked with her feet, venting the anger and despair in her heart…

All the people who were killed were dragged to the center of the yard, and then someone took pictures of them. I didn’t forget to take a picture of the warehouse of these people, and took away the valuable and easy-to-carry things inside.

It took less than ten minutes from the first gunshot to the end of all battles to the evacuation.

For ten minutes, the mayor was still asleep, and the chief of the police station just got up from the bed.

In ten minutes, some bold people approached the gate of the yard and flicked their heads inside.

“I swear we will be punished when we go back this time!” the assaultman who was chewing tobacco asked casually.

The pleasure of murder calmed down after a brief excitement, and he began to get a little nervous. Chewing tobacco is a very good way to relax and help relieve tension.

Captain squinted at him, “Take care of yourself, I will take care of other things!”

In the back row of the car, a girl wrapped in sheets looked at these people. She was muddleheaded and didn’t know how to describe her idea of ​​being deep in one’s heart at this time.

I thought I had fallen into hell, didn’t expect climbed up again…

At the time she watched these people leaving, she suddenly said “Take me, I know Mike”

Then Captain took her with him.

This woman is a bit useful. This is Captain’s idea. To achieve the Captain level in Blackstone Security, to be able to command a military operation, not only requires sufficient professionalism, but also requires brainpower.

He knows what Mr. Lynch wants, this girl is valuable.

He looked back at the girl, “We may have to take a picture of you later, if you don’t mind.”

The girl doesn’t care if her body will be seen by more people. She has only one question, “Can I go to Baylor Federation?”