I, Citi Police Chief, pay money

In the first night of sweeping, the Pier Brotherhood still didn’t realize what happened, because the police acted too fast and too hard, there was nothing left in the entire Roman Holiday ballroom, and everything of value was taken away. .

During the raid on the second night, the Brotherhood of the Pier responded in time, but it was still useless. Not only did the gunmen of the Brotherhood dare not stop the police, they even dared not show their guns in front of the police.

Identity is one thing. Facing the police, New York’s gangsters are naturally a head shorter. Secondly, the gunmen of the Brotherhood of the Wharf can’t beat the police in the [-]th District. The weapons held by the latter are too brutal. , all powerful automatic firearms, shotguns, submachine guns, and automatic rifles.

Not to mention that after attacking the police in public, [-] to [-] armed policemen in New York City will be mobbed and suppressed. The lack of firepower alone prevents the thugs from the Wharf Brotherhood from clashing with these violent policemen... They, if you break the law, it is only natural for them to kill you, and if you fight back, you will invite more rigorous and cruel strangulation.

So, after the second sweep, Jeffrey gave in. He didn't want to continue fighting with the police in the [-]th District. The Brotherhood of the Pier couldn't win, and they couldn't beat the police. The police in New York City... No, it should be said that the entire United States The police are a particularly united group. If you do some illegal business on weekdays, as long as it is not excessive, they will ignore you. Even if you donate money to their police station, the police can still turn a blind eye to your behavior. Close one eye.

But as long as you personally kill a policeman in public, regardless of your reasons, the local police will try their best to retaliate, so that it is useless for you to escape from other places, because as long as you are still in the United States, other American policemen will find a way Get rid of you... Unless you are a big capitalist, a high-level politician, what kind of mafia are you, unless you can escape overseas in time, you will die.

In the United States, there are too many reasons for the police to legally kill a person, especially when they want to kill a gangster who dares to kill the police, their actions are even more unscrupulous. If conditions permit, They will also send your family neatly to heaven to accompany you.

Jeffrey, who decided to give in, sent a gangster lawyer to convey his ideas, and brought back money to redeem the two people. Then the lawyer came back at noon, brought them back, and gave him a time and address.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Springfield Café.

……

Here it is, here it is.

Jeffrey led ten of the most capable and desperate gunmen in the gang, as well as gang lawyers, standing in front of this elegantly decorated and warm coffee shop. , but now his legs are a little weak.

"This coffee shop, this window, and this red brick wall look a bit like a bunker and a shooting hole, especially the billboard on the top of the second floor. After it was brought down and a heavy machine gun was put on it, the entire block The two forked roads will be blocked by it." A veteran gunman behind Jeffrey muttered to himself.

Jeffrey turned his head and gave his subordinate a hard look, telling him to shut up...Although Jeffrey also felt that there was something wrong with this coffee shop, is it interesting to say this now?

After suppressing the nonsense of his subordinates, Jeffrey straightened his clothes, straightened his waist and pushed open the wooden door of the coffee shop.

"Ding dong..."

The bell behind the door rang softly, and Jeffrey, dressed in a suit and top hat, walked in under the cover of the boy who opened the way. Once he entered, he saw a man sitting behind the only table in the middle of the empty coffee shop hall. And the four men behind him.

With just one glance, Jeffrey knew that a real big man was sitting in front of him. He was calm and calm, everything was under his own control, and you were not allowed to be overbearing in the slightest. The four people standing behind the big man in big coats , everyone's eyes were cold, their aura was cold and cruel, and the aura emanating from their bodies made Jeffrey smell a strong smell of blood even from a long distance away.

"Gulu..." Jeffrey swallowed, the muscles on his face trembling slightly, under the gaze of the man opposite, he walked over with trembling steps, and sat down on his buttocks.

After being so close to the acting director of the [-]th division named Chris, Jeffrey saw more details.

He was sitting on the soft seat, his sitting posture was not standard, but a bit crooked, his expensive gray suit was opened, revealing the white shirt and his swollen muscles inside, the sunlight coming in from the window obliquely reflected on him body, but failed to illuminate the shadow under the top hat.

"First thing." Chris didn't wait for the man sitting in front of him to say anything, he just spoke on his own.

"Canceled the case against Sheriff Isidore."

"No problem." Jeffrey said. He really didn't have the confidence to refute or fight for anything. The aura of the man in front of him completely suppressed him. Jeffrey had a feeling that if he dared to refuse, he would The current situation will definitely not be good.

"Second thing, donate half of your cash to the sixteenth district police station, a total of $[-], not a penny more, not a penny less."

Why would Chris know how much cash the current dock bros have?Of course, this is to check their accounts. During the first raid, Chris not only brought back the other party's ballroom manager, but also brought back the account books and business records in the ballroom manager's office.

Some people have ledgers and don’t know how much cash the Wharf Brotherhood has now. That would be too underestimating. Chris just took the ledger and statement and went out to find Wang Defa outside the suburbs. When he came back, he compared The Brotherhood of the Docks have gained a better understanding of their status.

Chris started the Brotherhood of the Pier, on the one hand, because this gang is too jumpy, suitable for being a monkey, on the other hand, it is also to get some income for the police station, which may not be compliant, but it is very reasonable. Now asking them for money, this is A matter of course.

When he said the first thing, Jeffrey was obsequious, and the ten younger brothers behind him didn't quite understand what it was. However, when Chris asked for money, those younger brothers understood.

"What the hell..." Immediately, a younger brother couldn't stand the anger, and while yelling and cursing, he stretched out his hand to his waist, and was about to draw his gun.

This was a wrong action. Before the gangster gunman finished speaking, the gunshot rang out. He stopped when he reached out to touch the gun. A rush of hot blood flowed from his forehead, and then he fell backwards. .

Jeffrey's cold sweat was all over his forehead, and one of the younger brothers who followed him didn't dare to move... There is no other reason. At some point, the four people in front of them, one of them They were pointing at them with the revolver they took out from under their coats, while the other three were holding three light machine guns they had taken out from nowhere.

Jeffrey determined that as long as the four people were willing, he and all his subordinates behind him in the coffee shop would die in three seconds.

"Mr. Jeffrey, I hope you can understand that I'm just notifying you of these two things, not discussing anything with you." Chris smiled, and the gang boss in front of him said the most vicious notice with the most gentle words .

"If you do it, I will let you and your gang go. If you don't do it, I will lead people to level all your sites tonight. I will kill everyone in your gang, and then drive your wives, children, brothers and sisters away." Out of New York."

After finishing speaking, Chris stood up without waiting for Jeffrey's reply, and walked towards the door of the coffee shop. When he passed by the latter, he lightly patted the back of the gangster's drenched shoulder. .

"Please hurry up, I'm impatient."

After all, Chris led people out of the Springfield Cafe, leaving behind the boss of the gangster to stay inside, but during the whole process, the gangster lawyer who was supposed to help Jeffrey fight for his interests with his sharp tongue, and only frightened He huddled in the corner like a pug, not uttering a word, not daring to move.

"Director, does the black boss agree with your decision?" After walking outside, Li Gangjing guessed that his words would not be heard by outsiders, so he couldn't help asking Chris.

"He repented, what should we do if we go back later and gather people to decide to have a fight with us?"

"Isn't this just right? It will allow us to wipe out all these gangsters and garbage. I have already arranged for someone to monitor the Brotherhood of the Pier. It is impossible for them to hide their big moves now. If you want to pay money, you still have to do it, whatever you want No matter how you choose, the sixteenth district can’t lose anyway.”

Chris said indifferently.

"I think it's better for the black boss to choose not to agree." The pandaren had great opinions on the Dock Brotherhood.

"Some rubbish that sells fans, if they are willing to pay money and work hard to keep them alive, I still feel a little panicked."

"Don't worry, no matter what they choose, they are all dead, it's just a matter of time." Chris comforted the player.

"I've made a perfect arrangement. If they give money, they will die in two days. If they don't pay, they will die tonight. The difference is that the former is done by other people, and the latter is done by us."

Chapter 34: Chapter 32 Untitled

Just as Chris led people to threaten the boss of the Brotherhood of the Pier, on the other side, in Hell's Kitchen, other players were also taking action.

what are they doingWhen scouting the terrain, [-] players were divided into three groups. Ten people wandered around with a few dollars to open up the map... The players have a map system. As long as people pass by, the fog of war on the map will appear The situation, terrain and route will be displayed. This kind of data is shared by all players after one person walks through it.

The other ten people were looking for information in the 36th block... whose information?According to the intelligence of the Wharf Brotherhood, they are planning to attack this gang, and before doing so, it is necessary to find out the target's territory and the number of gang members.

The last ten people will make action plans in the rear and prepare the weapons, equipment and supplies needed for the action.

"Do you know how many territories that pier brother has?" In the warehouse in the suburbs of New York City, He Feiyu asked Wang Defa and his party who were walking in from the outside, then put down the magazine that was being loaded in his hand, and asked them.

"I figured it out, and even figured out the situation of their safe base." Wang Defa said cheerfully.

"The gang has only three sites, Roman Holiday, Happy World, and Caesar's House. The first two are dance halls and underground taverns, and the last one is a guest house. In addition, their stronghold is also at the end of the 36th block. Among the unfinished five-story building, the interesting thing is that the ownership of this unfinished building is not actually owned by the Brotherhood of the Pier, but in the hands of a bankrupt development institute that was kicked out by them."

"Then this pier fraternity is quite rich, and three venues can support the expenses of Bai Lai's thugs."

"That's not all. Among the three venues, only Roman Holiday and Caesar's House have their operations and income. However, Happy World only shows the venue to the Pier Brothers and collects a certain percentage of protection fees. At the same time, they also charge dock workers. Protection fees."

"Their income is quite mixed." He Feiyu pouted, not knowing what to say.

"Can we get rid of this garbage and control the income of these places?"

"It's unlikely. The Brotherhood of the Wharf is not the only gang on the 36th block. If we do something, they will definitely take the opportunity to grab the territory. The only thing that is certain is that 80.00% of the Brotherhood of the Wharf's safe stronghold is ours." Wang Defa reckoned said.

"We have to ask the dealer for help, find the bankrupt developer before proceeding, and then get the ownership of the unfinished building from him."

"Legal status is an issue."

"It won't be a problem when we kill the Wharf Brotherhood and get their cash deposits." Wang Defa shrugged and spread his hands.

"The United States is a very free world. As long as you have money, the identity problem is not difficult to solve."

He Feiyu had nothing to say. Compared to Wang Defa, an American "native", he, an outsider, really didn't know how to answer. Say okay, a bit ironic, say okay, you are not American, their Maybe the values ​​think this is a good thing?

"That's fine, first solve the place where you can go offline safely, and then come to recruit younger brothers next, so, when do you think it's appropriate for us to do it?" He Feiyu asked.

"In two days, when the guys are familiar with the guns, the map of Hell's Kitchen has not been explored yet. In addition, the real estate businessman also needs to look for it. If we can get the development plan of the unfinished building from him, then we will attack the unfinished building. The confidence of the building is even greater.”

"Okay, it's decided like this."

……

The Wharf Brotherhood finally compromised. They came to the [-]th District with more than [-] dollars before nightfall, and donated the money to the police station for the operation of the police station.

This is a legal income. European and American police have always had the tradition and habit of accepting donations from outsiders. Although the donors are a group of gangsters, it doesn't matter. They will be wiped out by other gangs soon. The agents of the Ministry of Internal Affairs will not doubt it. What deal does the Sixteenth Division have with those gangsters.

Chris didn't share the money with the police. It's public funds, and it has to be kept for wages and benefits.

The economy of the police station has been loosened, and Chris is weighing the need to recruit more formal police officers.

The Mexican Auxiliary Police Force is indeed planning to make up for part of the manpower shortage of the police station, but it has not fully made up for it. The police in the police station, in addition to needing warriors who dare to fight and rush, need more conscientious street patrols and certain skills. Detectives with experience in investigating cases, the former is the basic unit for maintaining order on the streets, while the latter, let alone homicide, theft, and kidnapping cases, have to be investigated by professional detectives.

Fortunately for the former, the Mexican auxiliary police are also competent, but the latter is troublesome. Now in the sixteenth district police station, only Sergeant Patrick and his three old, weak, sick and disabled detectives are in charge, and they want to train other police officers to be detectives. Well, they don't have the IQ, if you let them beat you, they will be smoother than anyone else, and if you let them investigate the case, they will have nothing to do.

Now Chris can only count on the four players to reduce the mountain of cases in the police station.

As for new detectives, applying to superiors is one way, but it is unlikely to get new police officers. Chris has been in this world for so long, and he has figured out that the current situation of the New York Police Department is not good enough. Fortunately, there is a lack of funds, personnel, and everything. As for why this is the case, Chris does not know the main reason. This aspect involves the political struggle between the mayor and the New York City Hall. As a small bureau chief, he is not qualified to know one two.

The second is to recruit from the outside world, and then train yourself.

Now the source of police officers in the New York Police Department is very chaotic. The headquarters recruits new police officers for training every year, and then distributes them to the sub-bureaus. A random word, there is no explicit regulation above, and the following will just mess around, as long as the police station can operate, I haven't thought too much about the others.

NYPD Academy?

There is no such institution yet, and Chris doesn't know when it will be established. He probably won't be able to wait for that time either.

Not only did Chris have a headache, but when he was annoyed, there was a knock on the door of the director's office.

"Come in."

The person who came in was Sheriff Regina.

"Director, there may be something happening in Hell's Kitchen recently, I think I should remind you."

"What's the matter?" Chris asked curiously. The [-]th Division gave the Wharf Brotherhood a serious lesson two days ago. After killing the chickens, how long has it been? Why are there still gangsters planning to make trouble?

"It's still a matter of the Brotherhood of the Pier. When I was patrolling the streets, I found some unidentified people who were always wandering around their territory. I am afraid that because of our actions, the foreign gangs found an opportunity from the Brotherhood of the Pier and prepared to seize it. their territory."

"Uh……"

Chapter 35: Chapter 33 Assassination

Next to the lively intersection at night, Alfonso and two Mexican auxiliary police stood there with guns on their backs, smoking cigarettes idly.

Alfonso was on duty, the night shift.

Generally speaking, the auxiliary police should be led by full-time police officers on duty on the street, but here is the police in the 20s, so there is no problem.

The night shift of the New York City police is tiring and more dangerous than the day shift. However, there are still many policemen in the [-]th District rushing to work the night shift. Alfonso is one of them, and he also loves the night shift.

As for the reason why he loves it, it is very simple. There is extra overtime pay for working the night shift, and in order to allow the police patrolling the street to maintain the most basic vigilance at all times, he also distributes ten cigarettes to each of the police patrolling the street on the night shift. After tiring the street cops, you can take a stick to pick you up.

The smoking police officers love this distribution of cigarettes, and agree that the distribution of cigarettes rolled up in delicate white paper is better than most cigarettes on the market. It is also very welcome. Although they do not smoke, such high-quality cigarettes can be sold to colleagues for money, or bartered, and cigarettes are exchanged for food. Therefore, everyone in the police station thinks this is a really good benefit.

Alfonso is a Mexican who loves to smoke and drink. Therefore, he loves working night shifts and hopes to use his hard work to improve the living conditions of his family and village.

The village is already changing, new wooden houses, new clothes, new food, and foreign doctors are all in place, the things promised by Director Chris are being fulfilled, and as the village head of Muta Village, he also The young people in the village should be led to repay Director Chris with actions and loyalty.

"Captain, what time is it?" an auxiliary policeman asked. Alfonso took the last puff of the cigarette in his mouth. When the cigarette was about to burn his mouth, he took off the butt of the cigarette, extinguished it, and put it away. There will be a little bit of smoke that has not been burnt out. You can take out the shredded tobacco inside and use the pipe to smoke it again.

"It's almost eleven o'clock." Alfonso took out the pocket watch issued by the police station, opened it and looked at the pointer position on it.

"get ready."

The other two Mexican auxiliary policemen nodded vigorously, and then spread out, with a distance of three to four meters between each of them, ensuring that the three of them could quickly hide in the next steps and street light bunkers after an emergency happened. In the back, it will not be covered by enemy fire because of the dense location.

Alfonso and the other two auxiliary police officers have missions tonight. Street patrolling is just a superficial cover, and their real mission is to guard this intersection and the external passageway of Block 36. When "emergencies" happen Finally, the people inside are not allowed to go out, and the gang members outside are also prevented from entering as much as possible.

As for the extent to which to achieve, Director Chris did not set a goal, he just asked the Mexican auxiliary police to do as much as possible under the condition that they can save themselves, there will be rewards for completion, and it doesn’t matter if they fail to do so. There is no punishment and blame.

For this task, Alfonso and the other two auxiliary policemen have changed their equipment. Compressed cotton sheets and steel sheets are hung under their knee-length coats. The weapons have also been changed from a single M12 shotgun to an MP18 submachine gun, a Bran Ning automatic rifles, and shotguns are matched from far, middle and near.

It's eleven o'clock, and the 36th block is still lively and busy. The police sweeping the area two days ago had a certain impact on this block. He ran back quickly and continued to have fun.

And in this busy flow of people, some abnormal people mixed with the crowd and walked towards the 36th block.

Alfonso saw them. In the eyes of others, these people may be inconspicuous, but in the eyes of the Mexican auxiliary police, they are too obvious. The general pleasure-seekers don't have a straight face like them, pulling down the brim of their top hat to cover them. Close your eyes, some irregular edges and corners are faintly revealed from the clothes under the large suit jacket, obviously there are weapons hanging under the jacket.

However, even after discovering these people, Alfonso and the other Mexican auxiliary police turned a blind eye to them. Director Chris had already ordered them to treat them as if they had seen the behavior of these people walking into the 36th block. , but also as if you didn't see it, don't worry about them.

Unidentified militants with weapons went in, and then, only ten minutes later, there was another presence that attracted the attention of the Mexican auxiliary police.

A car with four people hanging outside was slowly driving along the road to the 36th block from the outside. Alfonso took a few glances from a distance, and then waved to the other two Mexican auxiliary policemen to be vigilant and stand in a better position. Don't act rashly.

The person who came was none other than Jeffrey, the boss of the Wharf Brotherhood. He would return to his place at about 11:30 every night, and tonight was no exception... Watching this machine slowly drive into his The Quayside Fraternity car on the site, Alfonso had a hunch that after tonight, the Quayside Brotherhood might disappear.

Regarding his own conjecture, Alfonso will not reveal half of the news to the outside world, because judging from the task given to them by the chief tonight, the [-]th District Police Department seems to have played a not-so-glamorous role in what will happen tonight. Role.

"Here we come, get ready." Standing on the side of the road, Wang Defa, who was holding a street girl with his arms up and down, looked at the two cars coming from the corner of the street. Playing around, secretly, he notified other players through the game's built-in tactical voice channel.

"Just wait for him to come." Someone immediately responded to Wang Defa in the channel.

The car continued to move forward under the eyes of several players. Jeffrey sitting in the car and the gang gunmen outside the car still didn't notice anything wrong, until the car passed Wang Defa on the street and was about to drive to a car that had been tampered with by the player. When under the street lights...

With a "bang", the street lamp was pushed hard by the player next to it, and immediately fell down, hitting the engine of the passing Jeffrey's car. The sudden encounter made the driver in the driving seat frantically turn the steering wheel, The car slammed into the side of the road crookedly, and after knocking down several innocent passers-by, it turned off and stopped.

"Fire!" Taking this opportunity, Wang Defa pushed away the street girl in her arms who was collecting money for errands, and touched the inside of the suit jacket with both hands, and two Mauser shell guns appeared in his hand, pointing diagonally at the woman more than ten meters away. The car and the four gangster gunmen who were jumping out of the car in a hurry pulled the trigger.

At the same time, there were nine other players who acted the same as Wang Defa. Like the former, they also took out 20 rounds of fully automatic Mauser C96 pistols, or magazine version pistols. His MP18 submachine gun opened fire without hesitation at the target, and immediately a dozen automatic weapons poured fire on the four poor gangster gunmen and the gang boss sitting in the car.

In the dense gunfire like firecrackers, the four gunmen, the two people in the car, and the poor two-seater car were smashed into a sieve in just two or three seconds, bleeding all over the ground, and the road next to them People screamed and fell on the spot, or ran away with their heads in their arms, disrupting the scene into chaos. By the time the younger brother who was watching the store hurried over to check the situation, the players who had completed the assassination mission had long since disappeared without a trace. disappeared.