I Am Going To Have A Fight With Superman

I Am Going To Have A Fight With Superman Chapter 87

2021-06-23

Chapter 87 This killer is too cold

Bali Street, noon on the third day after the shooting.

"Fake, Demonness is the real murderer! The walls are all bursting, and I don't know if anyone still lives in this house."

Moses with little dreadlocks, standing at the window, Watching Harry's scorched apartment yelling.

The middle age person in a suit and leather shoes in the lobby exhaled a smoke ring and said indifferently: "Don't talk nonsense, just do business!"

A white young man with azure tattoos on his neck and wrist Ai Wen, pulled off his dreadlocks Moses, smiled and asked the man in the suit, "Boss Kito, do you want to be with me?"

The man in the suit scanned the corridors on both sides, a few people were standing against the wall in the corridor smoking and chatting , There are several households with the door open, the sound is noisy, people coming, people going, there is a kind of vitality of market life.

"Hey, y'all, what about you guys, go home, shut the door obediently and stay honestly," he shouted to the people in the hallway.

They stopped talking and the hallway was much quieter.

But they didn't move, just stared at him blankly.

"Fake, the GCPD anti-drug team is doing business, get out of here!" Kito, the man in the suit, drew his gun and gestured left and right.

"clang bang bang" idlers ran away like rabbits, the iron gates of the houses were closed, and the whole building was completely quiet.

Keto gave the two younger brothers an impatient wink, "Quickly get him!"

"OK!" Moses and Ivan pulled out guns at the same time, looking like Seriously came to the door of the house opposite the chapel.

The two of them did not stand in front of the door, but cautiously leaned against the wall to the left and right, holding their pistols tightly.

"Hans, Trulang Hans!" Moses shouted.

"Bang~bang~ ding ding dong!" Two gunshots rang out, leaving two holes the size of wine glasses on the inner wooden door, and a fire star splashed on the outer anti-theft iron door.

"Boss Moses, Boss Ivan, I swear, I really didn't lie, it was Demoness Harley, she broke into my house and stole the shipment." The man in the room shouted desperately.

"Fake, you shot at Lao Tzu, why didn't you lie." Moses stretched his arm to the door.

“peng~ peng~ peng~ peng~ ——ka-cha!”

After only one round of bullets was fired, he was still not relieved, and put on another magazine , empty again.

“wu wu wu ” could hear the cries of little girls and babies.

Ai Wen raised his hand to stop his brother, his tone was gentle but very powerful.

"Hans, you know the rules, hand over the goods, you are the only one in your family."

"Fake-bang, Fake-bang!" The man in the room scolded and fired a shot, and two more bullet holes were added to the door.

"As I said, it was Demoness who stole the goods. She also stole two shotguns and a large box of ammunition from Jason's family. Everyone knows, why don't you believe me!" The man's voice With crying.

"Fake, do you think we're so easy to fool? Demoness snatched the shotgun because Jason's wife subconsciously pointed the gun at her when she broke into Jason's house. She's okay to come to your house to grab it. What's the white flour doing?"

Well, Jason's is the one at the end of the hallway.

Harry broke into his home that day, escaping the first GCPD cordon from the bedroom window.

This is Gotham. Every household has a gun. At that time, Jason's wife subconsciously took out the gun.

Harry was wearing glasses and a mask at the time, but Jason's wife didn't recognize it. Knowing that it was Sister Diana, she put the gun away again.

But Harley was afraid that she would shoot herself with a black gun in the back, so she still took away her robbery.

"Demoness is flying, it's broadcast on TV, and even sucks the detergent. It's normal to snatch my Du Ping before leaving!" Hans argued in the room.

"Fake! There's no end to it, I have a date in the evening!"

Detective Keto, who was waiting outside, was enraged by the pester and chirp of several people, He cursed: "Are you GCPD, why are you still on trial?!"

"Boss, he has a gun." Moses couldn't help but argue.

"You have two guns! If you can't even handle one piece of junk, what do I want you to do?" Keto coldly said.

Moses and Ai Wen looked at each other, took a deep breath, and walked to the door together. Moses kicked the door, and Ai Wen shot.

“Boom—pa pa pa!”

The bullets flew like raindrops, and there was a scream of pain almost simultaneously inside and outside the house.

Irving was shot in the elbow holding the gun, and Hans inside seemed to be shot too.

But the door was kicked open.

"Fake!" Moses rushed into the room with red eyes. After a pa pa pa, the crying of women and babies stopped first, followed by the man's painful plea.

"deng deng deng" appeared unexpectedly at this time. A teenage girl with a watermelon head somehow escaped Moses' search, rushed out like a madman, and ran out of the building crying.

Ai Wen's arm was injured, and his face was pale, leaning against the wall to stop the bleeding, unable to respond for a while.

But Keto was standing in the hall, so Moses didn't look back at all.

The detective immediately drew his gun and aimed, hesitating for a moment, but did not fire.

"ahhhh!" The girl turned around like a frightened deer and ran into the corridor.

"Don't play dead here, go and kill her." Keto stepped forward and kicked Ivan, foul-mouthed urged.

——Why did you shoot, did you have no courage, or were you afraid of leaving a handle?

Ai Wen cursed in his heart, but a smile appeared on his face, holding the gun in his left hand, he chased after him crookedly.

"pēng pēng pēng ——" The girl ran to the end of the corridor, slapped the door frantically, whimpering and begging, "Save me, please, open the door, Mrs. Jason."

Well, the girl is very clever, and in such a short period of time, she thought of retracing the way that Demoness Halle escaped that day.

"Bang——" There was a loud noise, it was a huge might shotgun.

The girl flew two meters upside down like a rag doll being kicked away, hanging on the opposite wall, and even made a crisp sound of "pa ta".

"Pu tong!" She fell from the wall, unable to say a word.

"What the fuck?" Keto hurriedly retracted back into the hall to avoid the attack from the corridor.

Ai Wen also hid in the door of a house in horror, leaning against the door.

"Hey, Boss Ivan, don't get excited, it's me, the old Jason who often buys from you." Jason also huddled in front of his house and said flatteringly.

The corridor was empty, except for a small silhouette lying in front of Jason's door, with red blood flowing like a rose.

The mournful howl from her father continued.

"Fake, what are you doing Jason?" Ivan sighed in relief, but still didn't show his body.

"Boss Aiwen, I have seen and heard before, you are injured, and Kito BOSS is not good at using guns in public places.

As for me, I am an honest man. Simple and honest enthusiastic people, I am happy to serve you." Jason said sweetly.

"What do you want? Up to 50 dollars." Ivan felt relieved, put away the gun and walked out.

"No, I don't want money, it's my honor to serve the bosses." Jason also came out with his wife's sanitary napkin and laughedly helped Ivan press the wound.

"It's just that Hans is declining, and the boss of Aiwen should also look for a new seller, right? I suggested myself."

Speaking of this, he puffed out his chest , smiled and said: "I have lived in this neighborhood all my life, I am an Old Brother Tan, familiar with every street and every person in need."

"peng!" There was a dull gunshot, and then Moses came out holding a bag of wet plastic bags.

There are many blood spatters on his hands and clothes.

"Fark, Hans' bastard is really cunning, and he thought of hiding the goods in the milk carton."

"How much is left?" Keto asked with a frown.

"It's less than half, I probably used it myself, and the amount of money doesn't match."

Moses took out another stack of green notes from his pocket and handed it to the oncoming man 's Keto.

Ketto didn't answer, but scolded: "Are you a newcomer, you don't even know the rules?"

Moses froze for a while, then remembered, Kito It's the steward, not the treasurer.

"Boss Keto, I'm sorry, I'm not a newcomer, but I did just take over this position. I forgot that the payment for the goods must be handed over to Boss Fowler." Moses slapped himself honestly.

"Boss Keto, Jason wants to help us." Ivan helped brother out of the siege in time.

"This is your job, I'm only responsible for managing you." Keto said indifferently.

"The location of Jason's house is too remote." Moses frowned.

Jason immediately patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, bosses, I'll find a way to find a way to rent the apartment left by Demoness."

Keto didn't even look at it. Looking at him, he stepped out and said as he walked, "You ask the corpse collectors to deal with this place. I have left beforehand."

Moses looked at the silhouette he left, said with a sneer: "This idiot, even scolding me as a rookie for not understanding the rules, but asking the corpse collector to deal with the corpse.

The corpse collector costs hundreds of dollars, who will pay?"

"A few days ago, not only did Bolton's boss get a headshot by Demoness, GCPD killed and injured too many elites, and Keto's boss was just recruited.

But he has always been our boss, which must not be forgotten. "Alvin frowned.

"I understand." Moses nodded, turning to Jason, who was smiling, "Remember to call the police later and let the GCPD collect the body.

City, government The public resources are not used, and they are wasted?”

At night, another old apartment in Bali Street.

A brightly painted Ford Mustang slowly drives into the underground parking lot.

Moses in the driver's seat turned to his brother beside him, and asked with concern: "Just as I asked the doctor to take out the bullet, you stayed with me to collect the bill for the afternoon, is it really okay?

Otherwise, you can stay at home and rest tomorrow.

It is easy to collect payment for bulk cargo, I can handle it by myself."

"In case of another encounter What about Hans, can you stand it alone?" Ai Wen shook his head.

"Ai, when I was a younger brother earlier, I only envied James and Davis for being rich and powerful (ps: the two 'Iversons' who were beaten to death in the alley by Harley), the real wheel It was only when we took the upper hand that we realized that this was also a hard job." Moses said with emotion.

Looking at the rows of old low-end cars outside the window, Ai Wen lightly patted the leather seats and said with a smile: "Earlier we could only squat on the side of the street, rubbing our hands around the brazier, like You look at the passing luxury car drooling like a idiot.

Now look at those people on the street, who doesn't stare at your Ford Mustang with envy and jealousy?

This Gotham Ah, both hell and heaven, let's at least step on the stairs to get out of hell now, and complain that it's too tiring to climb the stairs, it's too hypocritical."

"It's really reasonable." The car just stopped, A dark figure leaned over and said with a smile on the window.

"Demon, Demon Demonness!" Moses looked at the flowery smile by the window, his voice was dry, and the sweat on his forehead was visibly oozing out of his eyes.

"Miss Halle, we didn't offend you, did we?" Ai Wen's white face turned even paler.

(ps: No need to explain, everyone must have guessed that this episode refers to "This killer is not too cold." A metropolis.

A few days ago, some readers said that I was too lazy to write Gotham. Contradiction, even in the Great Celestial Dynasty, is a bigger city, and it is not peaceful.

New York and Chicago are famous black cities in reality, but they are indeed the most prosperous metropolis on the west coast of the United States. Killer is not too cold" is in New York, USA.

The renowned Hell's Kitchen is in Manhattan.

Similar situation is the same in Europe, such as London, Paris.

"Hurricane Rescue" takes place in Paris and is based on real events.

In many cases, it is not that the local government and the government are unable to control these black states, but that they themselves get involved and even have the best interests. The winner.

Who ruined those clean and beautiful virgins and girls in "Hurricane Rescue"?

Aren't you still a big shot in high society?

Another example is the famous Epstein, who died in the police station for no apparent reason.

Which police station did he die in?

Not the most prosperous city in the world, Manhattan?

Almost the same plot as Daddy Harley.)

(end of chapter)