Great Single Player of the Heavens

　　 On the street, the battle between the black and red forces has come to an end.

　　 In front of Jacob, the second strongest man in London who reads as an assassin and writes Berserker, the mob helped a group of people, and it was simply vulnerable!

　　 One after another thugs wearing red vests helped the crowd, lying on the ground, clutching the injured part, wailing and crying...

　　 And Stern, who witnessed the little brothers being squatted one by one, could only stand still and couldn't believe everything in front of him.

　　 Looking around, Jacob, unscathed, patted the non-existent dust on his hands, and said casually:

　　 "Cut, is this the strength of the thug gang? It's disappointing..."

　　 As he spoke, Jacob slowly raised his head, looked at Stern, who seemed to have not reacted, shrugged, and deliberately provoked:

　　 "Oh, I accidentally killed all your subordinates, I'm so sorry..."

　　 "But it doesn't matter, now, it's your turn..."

　　 Looking at Jacob walking towards him, Stern first rolled his eyes, swallowed, and took two steps back. After suddenly reaching into his waist, he suddenly pulled out a silver-white revolver!

　　 Raised his gun at Jacob, Stern's expression was slightly sullen, and he said loudly:

　　 "Let me go! Otherwise..."

　　 Facing the pitch-black muzzle, Jacob didn’t seem to care, he just smiled contemptuously, did not slow down his pace at all, and said something in his mouth:

　　 "Huh, only the weak will choose to beg for mercy when they fail..."

　　 Looking at Jacob who was still walking towards him, a drop of cold sweat slipped from Stern's forehead, and finally dripped on his Templar vest.

　　 "Don't come here! Come again, I swear I will shoot!"

　　 "I bet your gun has no bullets..."

"Would you like to try it on?"

　　 "Oh, it's still not working, thank you..."

Before he finished his words, Jacob suddenly opened his eyes, flicking his right hand from the outside to the inside, his wrist shook suddenly!

　　 In the next second, only a "咻" sound was heard, and a silver light flashed across the air.

"what!"

　　 Accompanied by Stern's scream, a flying knife thin as a cicada's wing was inserted at the center of his eyebrows at some unknown time.

　　 Vitality quickly passed from his body, Stern’s eyes gradually lost focus, and he fell to the ground with a "bang"...

　　 walked to the corpse of Stern, picked up the beautifully carved silver pistol, Jacob lowered his head to play with it, and said to himself:

　　 "Not bad, it's a trophy..."

　　 inserted a pistol into his waist, Jacob pressed the brim of his hat, turned around, and left...

　　. . .

　　 Stern is dead.

　　 died in Jacob's hands.

　　 Following this unintended gang war, the Nighthawks not only seized the black market warehouse that stocked a large amount of drugs from the mob gang, but also took the entire administrative district of Lambeth.

After getting the news, Lu Qi, who stayed in the base camp in the Whitechapel District, immediately sent people and carriages to the warehouse to deliver the large amount of medicines and raw materials stocked inside to Nightingale at St. Thomas Hospital. .

　　To say that in London, the most willing medical staff to consider the people at the bottom is Nightingale.

　　 Lu Qi believes that the founder of the nursing business will make good use of these emergency medicines...

　　 And Nightingale did not disappoint Lu Qi.

　　 After getting enough medicine, she immediately organized medical staff to diagnose and treat every patient through the temporary charity medical care office, and deliver the medicine to the people who really need it.

During the 　　 period, the Nighthawk Gang was also in the Lambeth District and the Whitechapel District, attacking pharmacists and small vendors selling counterfeit medicines.

　　Finally, the large number of counterfeit medicines collected were destroyed to prevent them from flowing into the market, and continue to threaten the London medical system.

　　 A week later, as cargo ships from major hospitals in London arrived at the port, the supply of medicines returned to normal, and the medical crisis that swept through London disappeared...

　　. . . . . .

　　The victory of Lambeth not only directly solved the medical crisis in London, but also made Lu Qi confirm one thing.

　　 When Lu Qi entered the [Mission] and saw that the progress of the [King of London] task had changed from "1/7" to "2/7", he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

　　 At this point, he can finally be sure that his guess is correct!

　　 In the case that the boss of the Nighthawks is still his own, even if he does not take action, the administrative districts that Jacob led the Nighthawks will be counted by the system!

　　 Compared to solving the medical crisis in London, this news makes Lu Qi feel even more happy.

　　The appearance is born from the heart, and the appearance of someone stealing pleasure from his heart does not consciously surface on his face.

　　 Sitting on the opposite seat, Jacob, with Erlang's legs tilted, keenly caught the corner of someone's slightly raised mouth, and couldn't help asking:

　　 "Old Ai, what are you laughing at?"

　　 Lu Qi, who was spotted, smiled slightly at Jacob·Toolman·Frye, suddenly raised his chest, and said with a serious face:

　　 "I'm happy for the people of London! They no longer need to be afraid, they can't get sick, and they don't need to be afraid anymore. They buy fake medicines from unscrupulous profiteers."

　　 "At the same time, I am also proud of us! Because, all of this, we have a share of credit!"

　　 Hearing the words, Yi Wei, who was leaning on the desk, glanced at Lu Qi, and her green eyes couldn't help flashing a touch of brilliance.

　　 "I think I am the one who made the most contributions. After all, it is me who killed Allison; it is me who took the Lambeth area..."

　　 Brother's confident speech made Yiwei roll her eyes and said:

　　 "Jacob, don't forget, if you hadn't acted rashly, this crisis would not happen at all, and there would be no subsequent mess..."

　　 "Yes, yes, didn't I make a remedy in the end..."

　　 "Remedy! You are always like this~www.ltnovel.com~If father is..."

　　 Before Yi Wei started to scold her brother, Lu Qi promptly changed the subject:

　　 "By the way, where did Henry go?"

　　 In the train carriage, he did not see the figure of the Indian brother.

　　 Evie, who was interrupted from casting the spell, didn't care, but responded casually:

　　 "Your Excellency Green went to ask the children for news..."

　　 "Oh, this way..."

　　 escaped a wave of "mouth escape" from my sister, Jacob was also very clever, and quickly went down and said:

　　 "Old Ai, there is a problem. The Whitechapel District is too far away from the Lambeth District. If the mobs come back, it will be more difficult for us to defend..."

　　 Indeed, the headquarters of the Nighthawks is the Whitechapel district in the northernmost part of London. The Lambeth area, which was just won, is located in the southernmost part of London.

　　 Between the two, there are two administrative districts of London and Southwark.

　　 For the Nighthawks, the Lambeth area is equivalent to an enclave, which may be taken back by the mob gang at any time.

　　 Lu Qi had already prepared for this:

　　 "This problem is easy to solve. Take down the City of London and Southwark in the middle, and it's done!"

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