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"Who do you want to kill?" Among the dozen black bosses in the conference room, a thin old man standing in the corner sneered.

"Will you kill Director Chris from the Sixteenth Division, or the new Deputy Director Malcolm?"

"If you want me to say, can you kill both of them?" Someone said the most vicious words in a joking tone.

"Anyway, in Hell's Kitchen, there are a lot of gunmen who dare to do it. You can get things done with a few dollars. Just once and for all, let Clinton go back to the good old days without the police."

Speaking of the time last year when there were no policemen out on the street, the gang bosses present were all noisy and yelling, talking about their profits and chicness during that time.

However, as the old man stood up again and asked a loud rhetorical question, the meeting was silenced.

"But without the police, if outsiders come in and grab food from us, can we still make money in peace? Let me ask, who still remembers the other people who sat here in the meeting after the Prohibition was promulgated, how many people are there now? A familiar face?"

Someone turned his head and looked around, the butcher boss even stood up, nodded his head, and responded.

"Four familiar faces are missing, and there are three more... Speaking of which, why haven't I seen Kiel and Hydra people? They are quite powerful in Hell's Kitchen, and the bootlegging business is even bigger. They don't care? "

"How could the Kilfe family get mixed up with us? Although everyone is Irish, the Kilfe boss who thinks he is a British aristocrat is different from us Irish mud legs." Among the black bosses , someone said mockingly.

"Then Hydra, butcher, don't you know that Hydra is the lackey of the sixteenth district chief? I feel that those guys are actually gangs organized by the police."

"Do you have evidence? If so, we can report the Sixteenth District to the District Attorney's Office." Someone joked.

"No."

"No, you said it's useless."

"You son of a bitch, can you say it again?"

"Tell me what's wrong, come and hit me..."

In the meeting room, there was a quarrel immediately because of the dispute between the two black bosses who didn't like each other. After they themselves stopped under the eyes of other spectators, the old man who still had a little reputation among the crowd stood up and said.

"Okay, stop arguing, now let's express our opinions, decide what we want to do, and act together." The old man said.

"Now I have listened to what you said, and to sum it up, we have two paths, the first is to kill the two, the second is to kill only Malcolm, and I am here to make a third opinion, which is to provide help, Let Chris get rid of Malcon, we will not be stained with the blood of the police... these three ways, think about it, how do we do it?"

"I choose the fourth one!" A person shouted, the old man who was waiting for an opinion froze for a moment, he turned his head and looked around.

"Who? Who spoke?"

Everyone in the conference room looked at each other, and then collectively turned their heads to look in one direction... There was the door of the conference room, and the door of the room was quietly opened a crack at some point.

"Who's behind?"

"The person who came to kill you." As soon as the words fell, the door of the meeting room was pushed open, and seven or eight black, round things were thrown in, rolling to the feet of the black bosses. .

"Grenade!" Because of the Irish independence movement, people who had participated in the guerrillas who had been on the battlefield saw this situation, and immediately changed their faces, shouting and rushing to the ground.

However, there were too many grenades thrown into the room. Not only did the clever ghost not get away from the grenades, but after he got down on the ground, he realized that there was also a grenade under him.

"Boom boom boom..." A series of explosions sounded. From the outside, the glass window outside the conference room was instantly shattered, and the violent shock wave threw glass shards outward, and the two black bosses by the window were even bombed. It flew out, fell from a height of five floors, and hit the street with a loud thud, making passers-by scream loudly.

The policemen from the [-]th Division guarding around the building rushed forward and drove all the passers-by away.

"The police are on business, idlers go away, don't come over!"

"Get out, get out, I'll shoot if you don't get out..."

Facing the gunpoint of the police, the American crowd who gathered around to eat melons dispersed one after another.

"Report to the chief, all the targets have been eliminated, and no one is alive, please give instructions!" Li Gangjing, holding a submachine gun in his hand, excitedly found Chris next to a police car, and then reported to him.

"confirmed?"

"It's confirmed. The Butcher Gang, Nancheng Casa, and some well-known gangs in Hell's Kitchen, a total of fifteen black bosses are in there. The corpse was confirmed, and then everyone shot three shots in the head to confirm their They can't survive."

"Okay, let's go to the next destination now..."

Chris said he wanted to do something, so he did it vigorously. Deputy Director Malcolm was doing work at noon that day, and that night, Chris mobilized all the forces that could be put on the surface to launch a thunderous attack on the evil forces in Hell's Kitchen .

To be honest, when Chris wanted to do this, he realized that he had so many people at his disposal before he knew it.

Needless to say, Hydra, when the players seized three blocks before, Chris blatantly sent people to pull the sidelines. Anyone who has a heart can find that there is some interest between Hydra and Chris.

The Hydra can be used, and at the same time, the Kaile Gang, which Lao She received under his command, can also be used. The former can charge and kill, and the latter is the eyes and ears. The information they collect can allow the police in the sixteenth division to accurately attack most of the gangs in the area. Headquarters and block strongholds.

In addition to the above two gangs, Chris was also surprised by the third gang... The Ax Gang from Chinatown, the head of Qi Le sneaked into the [-]th District Police Station in the evening, expressing his loyalty to Chris, saying that if If necessary, the Ax Gang can be dispatched to help the police fight other gangs.

Chris was dubious, but he also asked the Hydra player to bring his NPC subordinates and act together with the Ax Gang, preparing to clean Hell's Kitchen with the police from the Sixteenth Division tonight.

Chapter 165 : Chapter 160 Night of the Cleansing ([-])

No one expected that the police station in the sixteenth division would break out on this special day today. The gangsters did not expect it, because for a long time in the past, everyone got along very well, and we secretly made bootlegs Business, you are patrolling the streets and alleys, catching thieves and robbers. If we have something to do here, we will say hello in advance, and if we find murderers, we will arrest them and send them to the police station, and we will send you results. Everyone will not interfere with each other their own lives.

As the person who gave the order, Chris didn't expect it, because before noon today, he just wanted to live a life of fishing, and never thought about using bootleg alcohol. After all, this thing is not poisonous (harmony) Alcoholics, at most, become alcoholics, and alcoholics are less harmful to society and families than drug addicts.

Although excessive drinking can also lead to the separation of wives and children, it is better than the situation of family ruin like poisonous insects.

Therefore, after taking office, Chris never thought of cutting off the Hell's Kitchen gang's money and livelihood.

However, there are unforeseen circumstances, and people have misfortunes and blessings. No one expected that the [-]th Division would actually appoint a deputy director of Malcolm, and then he dared to directly touch the gangsters selling bootleg alcohol.

Even Chris, who wants to live a life of fishing, knows very well that bootlegging, or not touch it, hello, hello, hello, everyone, once touched, even if it turns out to be a Misunderstanding, like the previous situation of getting along with each other in harmony, it is difficult to reappear.

It’s like a thing between a man and a woman. Before confessing, even if other people know that you are interested in someone, they can still be friends. Once confessing, no matter whether it succeeds or not, the friendship will deteriorate and cannot be returned again. The relationship between old friends.

So, after much deliberation, Chris decided to do something, and after doing it, he had to make a big deal out of it.

"Open the door, the police check the house!" Outside the door of a three-story civilian building, Lao She knocked on the door vigorously, and shouted at the gangster thugs who were gathered inside and didn't know what they were doing.

The gangsters inside were also very surprised, because they had never experienced such a thing, and the police in the [-]th district were very tactful and did not disturb them, which made the gangsters inside not believe that there were policemen outside the door, or even if they believed it, They didn't care, and someone immediately started yelling inside.

"Fake squid, this is the territory of the Mansher family. Who are the policemen, get out of here!" As he spoke, there was a gunshot from inside, and the bullet hit the wall with a "snap" sound. Even the police outside the door heard it.

"Okay, I'm sure the people inside are not only insulting the police, but also planning to violently resist law enforcement." Lao She turned and said to a row of Mexican special police and auxiliary police behind him.

"It's time to fuck, don't show mercy, life or death." As soon as Lao She finished speaking, the heavily armed Mexicans raised their weapons and fired at the door and windows one after another.

The grenade was the first to be used, and these cute little guys were smashed towards the window and broke through the window.

"Boom boom boom..." Amidst a series of explosions, the first floor of this residential building was blazed with flames and screams everywhere, and he also helped them complete the window decoration project by the way... The glass and wooden frames were all destroyed by the shock wave of the explosion. shredded.

"GO... GO... GO!" Lao She yelled loudly, kicked the wooden door, kicked it open, and then rushed in with a Thompson submachine gun, followed by the Mexicans behind him. Then, violent gunshots rang out in the building... It's a pity that the police were all firing, and the gangsters didn't find many opportunities to shoot. Therefore, this battle was a massacre, the massacre of the Mansher family by the police .

Therefore, the battle ended after three points. Lao She led more than 40 Mexicans armed to the teeth to kill all the more than 20 gangsters inside, and then did not clean up the battlefield, but simply gave everyone who fell to the ground After getting a shot in the forehead, he continued to rush to the next battlefield.

Tonight, the sixteenth district police station is destined to be very busy. Chris pulled out all the people in the police station who could pull out guns. Under the leadership of the sheriff and the players, they were divided into six squadrons to carry out the netting of Hell's Kitchen type of cleaning.

In order for the police station to form a crushing advantage over the gangsters in Hell's Kitchen, in addition to unscrupulously equipping the police with grenades, submachine guns, automatic rifles, and even heavy machine guns, Chris also processed his own food. The more than 200 factory security guards in the factory who had received the standard military training created by the players were all pulled over. After simply putting on the clothes of the auxiliary police, they followed the other policemen with members of the Hydra, Axe Gang and other gangs.

The advantages in numbers and weapons and equipment make the policemen of the [-]th Division invincible, not to mention that their fighting power is more elite than the gangster gunmen... After Chris took office, he let go of the bullets and let the policemen of the [-]th Division You can practice marksmanship if you have nothing to do. Originally, people didn’t want to practice it. However, after the incidents of vampires, werewolves, and cultists, whether it was for their own lives or for the high benefits of being a policeman, basically the police in the [-]th division After get off work and on vacation, the military members have the habit of finding a place to practice marksmanship.

With courage, good marksmanship, a large number of people, and better equipment than the enemy, the sixteenth district police station is about to sweep the entire Hell's Kitchen. It is a matter of course. All gang strongholds will be wiped out, and the members inside will either be killed or arrested. Get up... Regarding who to kill and who to catch, Chris has his own standards.

Those who simply sell bootleg alcohol can give them a way to survive. As long as they wisely drop their weapons and give up resistance at the gunpoint of the police, they will not die. There are some more vicious gangsters who, in addition to bootleg alcohol, also engage in usury and human trafficking , Drug trafficking and other black jobs, such people must be shot, even if they surrender.

Of course, the number of the latter is still relatively small in Hell's Kitchen. The reason is that bootleg wine is too profitable. I have the energy to do a side job, so I might as well devote all my energy to bootleg wine manufacturing and smuggling, which will make more money , more convenient.

Under the premise that the gangsters with some strength in Hell's Kitchen have lost their bosses, the sweep of the [-]th District Police Station is very smooth, and there are not no obstacles in the way. There are always some diehards who want to fight the police, but the Russians As the old saying goes, when you encounter resistance, the iron rod sweeps across, and when the resistance increases, the iron rod becomes thicker.

When encountering diehards, the policemen in the [-]th division responded by increasing their firepower and using grenades. If that didn’t work, they used heavy machine guns and flamethrowers.

After a set of three axes, no one in Hell's Kitchen could stop the police's assault, and as the cleaning operation deepened, some little-known ghosts and monsters who usually hide in Hell's Kitchen were also involved in this operation. Forced to jump out.

Chapter 166: Chapter 160 The Night of the Cleansing ([-])

"Boom...boom...boom...boom...boom..." Hearing the gunshots, explosions, and all kinds of shouts from the next door, Simon became a little angry and couldn't help it. Can you be quiet when you make trouble? For one thing, I couldn't even do the corpse conversion experiment... Well, it's actually because of the lack of experimental materials.

What experimental materials are missing?Of course it is a corpse. As a necromancer, Simon's main material for casting spells is this kind of material. Because of this, he was driven out of his hometown and wandered to Europe. case, was hunted down, and finally fled to the magic desert... the United States, a ghostly place with no magic power.

Fortunately, Simon is a necromancer who plays with corpses. It doesn't matter if there is not much magic power in the air. He can extract the remaining vitality from the magic-casting materials and transform it into the magic power he needs. Therefore, in the land of the magic desert, he is still alive. It's more nourishing... Just pay attention, don't make any big troubles, and be noticed by the law enforcement agencies of this country.

Therefore, even though the next door was very noisy, Simon resisted the urge to go there immediately. He had to wait for the shootout next door to be over, and then go to drag a few corpses away... He did such a thing in Hell's Kitchen Many times, nobody cares, so it's perfectly safe, and this time will be no exception.

Simon waited patiently, and it didn't take long, maybe a few minutes. There was no movement next door, and the rest were just a few sporadic gunshots... This is obviously the defeat of the victor against the fallen. Those who make up the gun.

"It's a pity." Simon felt a little sorry, but it doesn't matter. There are not many other people in Hell's Kitchen. There are so many homeless people who have collapsed in the alley for various reasons. If necessary, he can go out late at night. If you circle around, you can drag a few corpses back, but such corpses have very little vitality remaining, and the corpses without gangster gunmen are more useful.

Just when Simon was estimating how long he would have to wait before going to pick up the corpse, the door of the house he lived in was kicked open with a bang without warning, and then three or four big men rushed quickly from the door. He came in and shot indiscriminately at Simon who was sitting on the sofa in the living room with all kinds of firearms.

No matter who it is, when they stay at home without doing anything, they will be angry when someone breaks in and beats them up, not to mention that Simon's situation is more serious. When he was kicked away, he cleverly hid under the sofa and avoided the barrage. He was still very angry, and even a little bit wronged... I was waiting for you to finish the fight before going out, what else do you want? ?

The aggrieved and angry Simon erupted on the spot, and he yelled something that others could not understand while lying on the ground. "He rushed out, holding the machete and ran towards the four policemen who were suppressing the fire without saying a word.

Simon shouted an incantation, which meant "move out", and what jumped out of the room were his personal bodyguards made from strong corpses of dead people... two living dead, or zombies as they are called in the East.

"Shoot and transfer!" Li Gangjing, who led the team, saw these two things that didn't look like living people jumping out, and immediately shouted.

The zombies made by Simon are very strong. Their skin is as tough as cowhide. They can lift weights of several hundred kilograms. With punches, they can easily hit unimaginable gravity... However, no matter how awesome these two things are, They are still flesh and blood, not out of the range of carbon-based organisms.

Therefore, under the submachine guns of Li Gangjing and three other policemen, the two living dead were beaten back by the bullets as soon as they came out, and the pieces of meat flew everywhere. Let alone approaching, they ate more than 30 rounds. After the bullet, the bodyguard of the living dead who rushed to the front had already been headshot by the bullet, so he had no choice but to lie down again. The remaining one had a broken spine and fell to the ground with a thud to pretend to be a corpse.

However, Simon's goal was achieved. Relying on the two living dead to help him temporarily divert the police's bullets, Simon jumped up from the ground, chanting a spell quickly, and in less than a second Complete the cast before shaking.

"Debilitating technique!" A cloud of gray mist spewed out from the palm of Simon's left hand, and then he waved his hand, and the mist hit the policemen along with his movements.

Caught off guard, four people including Li Gangjing were hit by the trick, and the gray mist enveloped them. The other three policemen didn't even yell, and immediately turned blue and fell to the ground. Li Gang held on, but the severe exhaustion also hit him, making him almost miss the Thompson submachine gun that was still firing in his hand.

"Fuck..." Li Gangjing was taken aback, and immediately swears. He didn't expect to encounter such a thing. The house exudes a strong sense of death. It feels that the next door is also a gang stronghold, and it is still inhumane, so I brought three policemen to rush in, and looked at the house wearing suits and ties, suspected of being a gangster. guy shoots.

But Li Gangjing never expected that what he did conveniently would actually drive out a big fish, and he was hit backhanded by him, killing three people.

Resisting the constant weakness coming from his body, Li Gangjing raised his hand and threw the empty-shot Thomson submachine gun at Simon. It weighed nearly four kilograms, and even if Thomson was thrown out, it would still kill him. Throwing the weapon with good strength, Simon, who had been hit by Thomson in the chest, immediately fell to the sky with an ouch.

"Damn it..." Simon cursed. He really didn't expect there to be ordinary people who could continue to stand and throw heavy objects after debilitating surgery. After a while, he immediately lay down, and when he got up coughing, when he looked up, he was surprised to see a man in a police uniform standing in front of him, holding his casserole high big fist.

"Punch me!" Li Gangjing cursed loudly, swung his fist with all his strength, and hit Simon's cheek viciously with a right uppercut.

Although Li Gangjing's state was not perfect due to the debilitating technique, his punch still made Simon turn half a circle on the spot before throwing himself down on the sofa.

Simon was in a daze. Lying on the sofa, he subconsciously wanted to cast a spell, whether it was a counterattack or adding a magic shield to himself. However, as soon as he turned around, Li Gangjing jumped onto the sofa, Riding on Simon's body, he punched him in the face with his fist, causing Simon's nose to be bruised and his face swollen. A band came into his brain, with all kinds of sounds, but there was no room for him to chant incantations.

No way, Li Gangjing is also a veteran who has worked as a large number of spellcasters. He is too experienced in things like beating a mage and making him unable to cast spells. Although the world is different, the experience is the same , As long as the mage is blinded, so that he can't open his mouth and concentrate, his spellcasting ability will be basically abolished. The same is true for the warlock.

In this way, Li Gangjing punched the weak chicken in his crotch with his old punches against the weakness, and knocked him out abruptly, and Simon was still crawling on the ground to bite someone after he passed out. When there was only one living dead left, he stopped cooking and turned back into a dead body without any movement.

Chapter 167: Chapter 160

When Chris got the news that a player had caught a necromancer, he realized his oversight, he was too busy catching gangsters, and he forgot that there were a lot of other ghosts and monsters in Hell's Kitchen Now, Chris quickly recruited Inspector Patrick and asked him to bring his subordinates to take charge of the special situation.

On the other side, Chris quickly rushed to the Springfield Cafe to ask Springfield and her subordinates for help.

At this time, Chuntian was also puzzled by the actions of the sixteenth district police station. After Chris came to the door, they understood what happened. Chuntian also readily agreed to the latter's request for help. .

Hell's Kitchen was originally the territory of the Army's anomaly response force under Springfield's command. It was also their task to clean up the abnormalities and abnormal events in New York. However, due to insufficient funds, in order to maintain the operation of the department, Springfield and others were full-time arms dealers, which made their work unfavorable. Now, no matter considering the friendly relationship between Chris and them, or in order to complete their work, of course they will not refuse this request.

So, in the middle of the night, more than [-] strong men from the more powerful and professional Army Anomaly Response Unit also put on the uniforms of the auxiliary police officers of the [-]th Division Police Station and joined the cleansing activities. The raging battle added a bucket of fierce oil, making the battle more intense and scorching hot.

There are no necromancers like being beaten unconscious by Li Gangjing himself, but after Chuntian and the others joined the battle, they searched out a nest of werewolves in the second half of the operation... This is a werewolf family, a family of six mouth.

They were lucky, because Detective Linton under Inspector Patrick vouched for them, proving that the family had never killed anyone, worked honestly to make a living, and occasionally robbed the gangsters in the alley, so they He was just locked in the dining hall and waited for the night to pass before being released.

In addition to the werewolves, the police from the [-]th District also drove out a house of ratmen. These short and fat guys hid in an abandoned house called a haunted house by the locals. Because it was very lively tonight, they were also a little excited, so that they made a fuss. A little noise was noticed by the passing Mexican auxiliary police, and they smashed a grenade into it. With a bang, a fat, dwarf-like creature was blown out, and then the police discovered the abnormality in the house. .

For such a den, of course, Chris would not let the police rush in physically. He had three flamethrowers carried on his back, and sprayed fire in three directions, and quickly set the abandoned building on fire. The fire burned for more than two hours and did not stop until the houses were destroyed.

Chris's simple and rude approach made Chuntian, who heard the news, feel extremely sorry.

"Mr. Chris, you should keep this building and let us deal with it. These ratmen are still of some value to us."

"Then next time, next time I find something, I will ask you to come and deal with it."

In this way, the sweep of Hell's Kitchen was vigorous and lively. Basically, gangsters of all sizes in the entire Clinton area were attacked, and even the gangsters and robbers wandering in the streets and alleys suffered.

If you are sensible, put down your weapons as soon as possible and raise your hands high, and you can still live. If you take up weapons without thinking, you will die early and reincarnate early. The sound of gunfire and explosions is one after another on this small island in the middle of the Hudson River. It wasn't until dawn that the sound of the gunfire slowly dissipated, allowing the American people in the Clinton jurisdiction who had been terrified all night to breathe a sigh of relief.

How many people died in Hell's Kitchen last night?

I don’t know, the police in the [-]th District didn’t count how many people they shot and killed. They only knew that the ammunition depot that had accumulated in the police station’s armory for more than half a year was almost exhausted. Chris bought more than [-] bullets for the police station. All the grenades were fired, eight out of ten flamethrowers were burned out, and fifteen barrels were damaged by six heavy machine guns. The detention and interrogation rooms in the police station are now overcrowded.

Those who can be brought back by the police are all Hell's Kitchen gangsters with some status, who belong to the middle and high-level leaders, those little gangsters, desperate gunmen, and low-level bosses, they are not eligible to be arrested at all, even so, The place where people can be detained in the sixteenth district is still full of people.

Chris doesn't want to care about these people because he is extremely tired, but he also knows that these people can't stay in the sixteenth district police station for too long, otherwise, the remnants of the Hell's Kitchen gang outside will definitely come to rescue them. Family patriarch and gang boss, do something risky.

Chris decided to meet these people in the dining hall of the sixteenth district police station and express his current thoughts to them.

……

There was a lot of movement in Hell's Kitchen, and of course it couldn't be hidden from the New York reporters and police officers with the sharpest noses in New York. Needless to say, the former relied on timely news for a living, while the latter, the incident was caused by the [-]th district. If the New York police don't know what's going on, then they must be worthless waste.

Therefore, when Hell's Kitchen was on fire last night, these two groups rushed to Hell's Kitchen, but neither of them dared to rush directly into the Clinton precinct, but wandered outside all night... There is no other reason, the sixteenth division The movement made by the police station was too lively, dense machine guns and explosions sounded one after another, the policemen running back and forth were red-eyed, and anyone who was not wearing a police uniform on the road was shot with bullets.