America’s Big Hero

(The monthly ticket has not increased for a long time, which is outrageous!)

Are death threats scary?

scary!

What's scarier than death threats?

It is death!

What is scarier than death?

Many people couldn't answer it, at least the people from the Los Angeles underground forces couldn't answer it.

Everyone agrees that there is nothing scarier than death!

But now, everyone understands.

It means that people are not seen when they are born, and corpses are not seen when they are dead!

The living person suddenly disappeared!

No one knows what happened to these people.

No trace of blood could be found.

The unknown is often the scariest thing.

Worried, scared, afraid of 'disappearing' and finding myself.

...

"I was in a hurry yesterday, I didn't forget to ask you, what do you think, you want to build a gymnasium?" Shen Bi pulled Xiao En and asked: "No, do you know what a gymnasium really means? "

"What means what?" Xiao En was a little confused by Shen Bi's question.

"You want to say what kind of stadium you want to build."

"Basketball hall, um, it can also be used as an ice hockey hall, even for concerts."

Shen Bi looked Sean up and down. He is a British guy and lives on Hong Kong Island. If he said he was familiar with football, but if he said basketball, he would be embarrassing the old man.

But, "Well, I'm not interested in basketball or anything, but I want to ask you how many people are you going to build a stadium?"

"20000."

"Ha!" Shen Bi mocked, "Then do you know the approximate construction cost of a stadium with 20,000 people?"

Sean blinked his eyes, he really didn't know this, "How many can there be, I, Sean, can't afford it!?"

"I tell you, it's more expensive than building a skyscraper!"

"Ah?" Sean was taken aback. He just had this wish suddenly, but he really didn't pay attention to the specific cost.

Sean really didn't know this.

The cost of large indoor stadiums is indeed very high.

The main reason is that the difficulty and technology of construction are much higher than ordinary skyscrapers.

The Madison Square Garden Arena, built in 1968, is also a stadium for 20,000 people, and the cost reached 123 million US dollars.

This was almost 20 years ago.

In fact, the future construction cost of the slightly smaller Staples Center 10 years later is an exaggerated $375 million.

Even now, if Sean wants to build a modern, advanced multi-purpose arena, the final cost will be around 300 million dollars!

This is not like an ordinary real estate project, which can be sold to return funds, but sports stadiums are impossible.

Sports venues make money entirely by leasing. Of course, like the Staples Center and Madison Square Garden, the utilization rate is extremely high, about 300 days a year.

It is still very profitable to make money.

"I don't know the specific cost, but I did a quick search yesterday, and the estimated cost will not be less than 250 million US dollars." As he spoke, Shen Bi frowned, stared at Sean and said, "And you, now, don't money!"

"No..." Sean scratched his hair, "Aren't you helping me clean up those properties? Aren't you helping me withdraw funds?"

"How fucking long has it been? How can it be so fast!" Shen Bi rolled his eyes, "Counting HSBC, you owe a fucking $1.854 billion in debt, oh, no."

"Munro is actually too kind. He is afraid that you won't be able to bear it, so he said less." Shen Bi sneered a few times, "You opened your mouth to buy New Century Media. Did you have money at that time? You didn't, what the hell? Even the first payment is owed."

"The previous payment was close to 600 million yuan, and more than 500 million yuan was used from depositors' deposits. They all have to be repaid. He didn't count it for you. In fact, your debt is as high as 2.2 billion yuan. The entire New Century Media you They are all empty-handed white wolves."

"Didn't you just get 500 million back?" Xiao En became anxious all of a sudden, why are there more and more of them, and I have become a big loser?

"Aren't you going to buy Husky Energy?"

"It's impossible to use all of them on Husky Energy, can't we still borrow money?"

"It's not about increasing loans, what's the difference?"

"Uh...that can also draw some cash." Under Shen Bi's gaze, Xiao En's voice became smaller and smaller.

"No, where did my money go, why don't I know?"

"You are..." Shen Bi was speechless, "The main investment is New Century Media Company, and it cost 1.1 billion just to acquire you."

"No, I remember that many of the debts were paid off with oil, and the oil that Lao Sa got back is not that expensive."

"Shut up." Shen Bi waved his hands irritably, "You haven't paid off the oil owed for the shares you traded for the first time."

"The subsequent payments are all in cash. You paid 300 million U.S. dollars in the first batch from Lynch. The 400 million U.S. dollars is regarded as a deposit that is temporarily kept in Sean Bank, but the deposit is no longer in debt? There is no need to pay interest? In fact Your bank can’t afford the 400 million yuan at all, it’s just a string of empty numbers, and you’re investing more and more in the acquisition of local TV stations. It’s all fucking money, if it wasn’t for you from HSBC If you get 800 million out of it, you're already bankrupt."

"Okay, let's see the specific figures after you check the account. Anyway, you owe so much money. The newly arrived 500 million acquisition of Husky, whether or not the loan is meaningless. The purpose of your bank is to support Expand your company."

"This time, it was originally to clean up your messy industries, and the funds returned were used to establish the headquarters in Newark and the development of commercial buildings on the Los Angeles side. If you want to build a stadium, that is another big investment."

"Then, what about the money from HSBC last time? Didn't you get it back?" Xiao En moved to Shen Bi's side, and nudged him lightly with his elbow.

Shen Bi squinted at Xiao En angrily, and when he mentioned this, he remembered that this guy kidnapped him.

Hem home shovel!

"Don't even think about it." Shen Bi snorted, "The amount is too large, it needs to be slowly put on the market for cleaning, and it cannot enter the United States. The United States has the strictest inspection on money laundering. When the company is registered, it will be released directly. In a duty-free port or over there in Colombia, the money is better spent investing in ports in other countries around the world."

"Anyway, the boss of the company is you, and you have a protective umbrella behind you, and you all have the United States. There is not much difference."

"Okay." Sean slammed his mouth. Even if it is cleaned now, it will have to allocate funds when investing in ports and terminals in other countries in the future. It does not make much sense, and it is easy to be targeted by the IRS.

"Anyway, I've already decided to build the gymnasium, and Jesus can't stop it. Isn't it just 300 million? Men, there will always be a crowd."

Shen Bi gave Sean a sideways look, and was too lazy to speak, but he could indeed squeeze out.

Shen Bi is really optimistic about investing in projects such as gymnasiums. He has never been in contact with other projects, so he said that Hong Kong Island's red gymnasium, good guy, earns a lot of money every year.

At the same time, a large number of passenger flows can drive the appreciation of surrounding land prices, which leads to the appreciation of the gymnasium itself.

This is a great real estate investment.

After completion, a large amount of money can be loaned out simply by mortgaging the annual income.

"So, how much money do I need now to fill the hole in the United States?" Sean asked again after thinking about it.

"You don't have to worry about the domestic side. When I help you deal with those messy industries, the holes will basically be plugged. The rest is oil to repay the loan. As long as you can guarantee that Lao Sa will not tear up the agreement, Not a big problem."

"What you need to worry about is HSBC's sudden debt collection. That's 1.1 billion. HSBC is already jumping." Shen Bi laughed, and the new president was completely dumbfounded when he took the stage.

Kucha, the deposit of 1.1 billion is gone!

One of the collaterals is three piers that have not been put into use, and the other is a contract.

Who do you tell this thing is worth 1.1 billion, no one will believe it!

My brain is buzzing.

In order to allow HSBC to run smoothly and avoid huge turmoil, they dare not even clean up Shen Bi's contacts in the company as originally planned.

HSBC is the issuing bank of Hong Kong banknotes. If this is exposed, just think about it, the Hong Kong dollar will plunge in the foreign exchange market.

Really can't bear it.

"Let me tell you, if I use financial means to account for you, I can make your debt into 3 billion." Shen Bi turned his head and looked at Xiao En with a wicked look on his face.

"It's alright, stop talking!" Sean quickly raised his hand to stop Shen Bi.

The hearts of these people playing finance are dirty!

It was rare for Shen Bi to see Xiao En deflated, and he laughed heartily.

"You, if you have time, let the fleet wander around Southeast Asia more. When the new warship will be launched, you should show your force. Otherwise, HSBC will definitely collect debts in advance after it recovers."

"Yeah." Sean nodded again and again, "Soon, soon, when the time comes, form a guided missile frigate formation and go to Hong Kong Island Town!"

"money?"

"Oh, see those launchers, come on, read to me, dao, dan!"

Sean was wandering in his mind, and when he turned around, he had time to wander around the rabbit.

Rabbits are crazy short of foreign exchange, there is nothing that rabbits dare not sell at this time.

Laomei didn't dare to sell medium-range missiles, the rabbit is really crazy!

Reagan's brain is cracked with anger!

...

"24 hours, that guy said so."

"yes."

"What do you think he will do?"

"Who knows, Cyril, did he call you?"

"No."

"What do you think?"

"Let's go to war? Hehe, always show off your muscles."

"Let our people be alert and ready?"

"Henry, say hello to the police and ask them to keep an eye on the person with the umbrella."

"OK."

"Be careful, everyone."

After the conference call, the Irish Mafia was on the alert.

The five leaders, including Cyril, have all mobilized a group of people to guard their homes. They will not do anything today and wait for Sean's reaction.

After all, he is a well-known hot-tempered rich man, and they don't believe that Sean will remain indifferent.

Word has actually gotten around that the police are keeping an eye on the 100-member security team left behind in Los Angeles under Umbrella.

After the Los Angeles riots ended, most of them were evacuated, and the money given by the Los Angeles city government was only enough to feed 100 people.

Too much is actually useless. In the agreement, the umbrella is equivalent to a special emergency brigade, which will only take action at critical moments.

Of course, when it was the turn of the umbrella to dispatch, it was to kill people.

On the other side, other underground forces in Los Angeles have also received the news.

As soon as 24 hours came, the entire underground forces in Los Angeles went into a state of silence. There was no robbery, no kidnapping, no gang fights, nothing, everything was waiting for Sean.

Of course, the disappearance of 19 people the night before made the hearts of many leaders of the underground forces frightened.

A good Los Angeles, how happy everyone was before!

Although there will be conflicts, although there will be battles, at least they are on the bright side, and everyone knows the general direction, and there is no possibility of major changes.

At least not in the short term.

It's good now, a big turmoil has attracted the umbrella, and attracted predators like the Jonas family.

Big crocodiles are fucking meat eaters.

The pool of water was completely muddied, no one could see in the muddy water, and anyone might be eaten suddenly.

...

"Boom"

"Quack quack quack..." sounded in the silent cold storage.

A big snowbag-like thing in the corner moved a few times, first a small gap appeared, and then an eye moved over.

There was another series of "quack, quack, quack..." sounds, and with a bang, the door of the cold storage was closed, followed by a series of heavy footsteps.

Something like a big snow bag trembled, and then several heads popped out.

The head is covered with frost, and the eyeballs are moving very fast, as if the frame is stuck.

"Fack!" Jonas who came over was taken aback.

What the hell is going on?

Blinking, why does the number of heads seem to be one less?

It turned out that several bare-bottomed guys couldn't stand the cold, and one of them was frozen to death.

The few living people didn't want to be frozen to death without knowing why, so they talked about snuggling together to keep warm.

Several people trampled the frozen corpse under their feet, four naked men hugged each other, and covered them with big cotton coats.

Let the heat of breathing not escape.

It was barely until Jonas came over.

Well, Jonas overslept.

"Damn it, pour them down." Jonas waved his hand when he saw that a few people were too cold to open their mouths.

His subordinates unscrewed a glass bottle, walked up to a head, reached out and pinched the other's mouth, and the glass bottle went straight up and took a big gulp.

"Cough, cough, cough..." A cough echoed in the cold storage.

There's nothing like a gulp of vodka for the freezing cold.

Under the stimulation of alcohol, in just an instant, a wave of heat spread all over his body. This guy seemed to hear the crackling sound of his joints. When the heat rushed to the top of his head, he felt alive.

It's good to be alive!

It is difficult for those who have not experienced it to imagine how much suffering it is when they watch themselves die a little bit but are powerless.

The moment I came back to life, I no longer think about it, no, don't even think about it.

I just want to forget about that night.

(The Volunteer Army is immortal, and the defeat of the 16 countries is a matter of course!)

The four of them took a big gulp of vodka one by one. Seeing the four of them recover gradually, Jonas tucked his mink fur coat and said slowly, "This drink is just for you to recover now, but the wine The strength will soon pass, and at that time, death will come even faster."

"You, who are you?" The dry voice seemed to be dying.

"You didn't ask me, I asked you, you wasted your last chance to make a mistake." Jonas shook his finger, "You are alive because I want to ask something, something about your previous relationship with the police Transaction, willing to cooperate with my raise of hand."

Several people looked at each other and raised their hands without saying a word.

"Very good." Jonas nodded, and a person behind him came up, raised his hand and dropped a bag.

"open to take a look."

One squatted on the ground, stretched out his stiff hands, and took a long time to unzip the zipper.

There were five pairs of shoes, five pairs of pants, and five pairs of gloves in the bag.

There was never a moment when they felt that things like shoes and pants were so charming.

It's just a pity that the guy under his feet has no chance.

Trembling, they got on the pants, shoes, and gloves, and each of them shared a sip of vodka, and they suddenly felt that they were more than half alive.

"Okay, before asking you questions, let's do business first, these corpses need to be dealt with, it's not a problem to hang them here." Jonas said, pointing to the chainsaw next to him, "Go, remove these corpses Cut it into pieces, throw it into the belly of the cow, and turn it back for easy transportation.”

As soon as these words came out, the four of them froze in place.

Many of these corpses belong to them!

It's not that there is much emotion, but the matter of cutting up corpses...

"Hurry up, I'm afraid you'll freeze yourself to death if you don't finish your drink." After finishing speaking, Jonas turned around and left.

Normal people are not addicted to watching dismembered corpses.

The door of the icehouse was closed again, and several people looked at each other.

To live.

"Buzz..."

Minced meat and bone splattered everywhere...

In fact, Jonas had some ways to deal with the corpses, and he did so just to completely break the defense line of several people's hearts.

Simple, brutal.

When a person does something completely beyond the bottom line in order to live, his desire to survive will be very strong.

Sunk costs!

Sean: To be a bad person, you need to be educated.

Finally released from the cold storage, the four outright bad guys hugged each other and cried, almost, almost died inside.

Now, they just want to have a mouthful of hot rice and a mouthful of hot soup, for which they are willing to do anything!

After all, he is a coward, who grew up in Los Angeles.

There was no need for Jonas to ask, they talked like peas in a bamboo tube, and supplemented each other, what they knew and what they guessed, they all said it out of their heads.

"Okay!" Jonas turned off the camera, "Take them down, give them food, and lock them up separately."

Holding the two recorded video tapes, Jonas turned and left.

He doesn't know how to interrogate, he doesn't know what to ask, and he can't grasp the key points of some questions.

But it doesn't matter, as long as this video is sent to Armstrong, I believe it will help them investigate the details of the police.

It is not too late to re-interrogate if necessary.

...

"You haven't answered me yet, this is, look down on me." Sean leisurely turned the goblet in his hand.

"Can this be tolerated?" Jonas laughed loudly.

"I can't bear it." Sean also showed a smile.

"Fuck him!"

"all!"

A map of Los Angeles was laid out on the table, and Sean began to mark place names on it.

Where each of the five bigwigs of the Irish Mafia lives is marked on a map.

Following the road on the map, draw a few lines again, after some calculations, look up at Jonas, "Come on, go and have a look at the scene."

Soon, two unassuming cars emerged from Beverly Hills.

Inconspicuous is really inconspicuous, a bad street Ford.

But the inside has been modified, bulletproof!

Of course, the level is incomparable with Sean's presidential car.

This trip is to make a field trip to prevent any undiscovered things on the map.

After making a circle around each of the five houses, the car went to several nearby police stations.

In the end, I made a special trip to the detention center in Los Angeles, which is responsible for the temporary custody of prisoners.

This back and forth, almost a day passed.

I work till night, and I can't rest after dinner.

When we set off again, there was an extra van.

"Mark it here, location No. 1." Sean lightly painted red on the map.

There were seven people sitting in the car, and one person next to him forcibly lifted a cover at the bottom of the van. Under the cover was a sewer manhole cover.

"According to the structural map of the sewer we got, it can lead to six directions, but because of the urban expansion of Los Angeles, the sewer has also been remodeled several times, and we still need to go there." Sean tapped lightly on the map.

All of them, including Jonas, were wearing water jackets, like diving suits.

After putting on their masks, they glanced at the map, picked a direction to investigate, and jumped down.

An hour later, the six of them returned one after another and told about their situation.

"Unfortunately, there are many people living in the sewer. Fortunately, through these people, I asked about the nearby passages, which saved me a lot of time." Jonas said with a wry smile after he came up.

"Only people? Didn't you encounter any weird things? For example, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles?" Sean couldn't help complaining.

Proceed to another location.

When making a plan, it must be precise, and there must be a backup plan, and there is more than one set.

The plan can't be too detailed.

If there is a problem with any link in a plan that is too detailed, the whole plan will collapse.

Sean likes to make a fuss about the sewers.

In fact, the bigger the city, the more complicated the sewer structure.

It's so complicated that officials sometimes don't quite understand it.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a maze.

The only thing that makes Sean dissatisfied is that in one of the best big cities like New York and Los Angeles, there are too many people living in the sewers.

In the largest country in the world, the moon is rounder than other places.

That's it?

Too late!

Sean asked Jonas and the others to check every possible road, and every time they encountered the moles living in the sewer.

Fortunately, this does not affect their passing.

By the time everything was settled, it was past midnight.

In the car, Sean sorted out the collected information and made a plan, explaining it to several people in detail.

After 2 o'clock in the morning, Sean got off work, and Jonas sent the other five people back to rest, and he still had things to do.

After taking a shower and refreshed, Jonas led another group of people straight to the target.

At 3 o'clock, Jonas lay in the car and slept for more than an hour.

I was woken up at almost 5 o'clock, and I was still in a daze when I woke up.

Jonas really wanted to say, have you ever seen the sun at four o'clock in the morning in Los Angeles!

It's not easy to do anything these days.

Crime, murder, hard work!

"It's almost time, I'm explaining to you again."

Ten minutes later, the door opened, and Jonas jumped out of the car and turned into another car next to him.

There are three more people here, this is the second echelon. If the first echelon is not doing well, they will be added as a reserve team to solve all accidents.

After Jonas left, the car just started slowly, faster and faster, without lights, and even the various signal lights on the car were broken, and it just disappeared into the early morning night.

In the early morning, the road was empty, and a few minutes later, the target villa appeared in front of him.

Instead of slowing down, he stepped on the accelerator hard.

With a loud bang, the big iron gate of the villa was directly knocked open.

The front of the car was shattered, and the windshield was completely shattered. The driver in the car didn't seem to feel it. He still stepped on the accelerator pedal. Those in the car were firmly equipped with fixing devices, and all of them had serious expressions, preparing for the next collision.

The loud bang woke up many people.

It's just that it doesn't give people much reaction time at all.

The car has already rushed towards the main building of the villa.

Not a villa door.

In American-style villas, there are usually steps and porches at the door, and cars cannot be hit at all.

In this regard, the professional gang is very experienced, and the target is directly at the window next to it.

"boom"! !

The car directly smashed the wall and the large glass window and rushed into the large living room on the first floor of the villa.

Smashing open the big iron gate until smashing the wall,

8 seconds!

This is also because of the specially designed curved road when the villa was built.

It's just that in some places, the car is directly crushed and rushed over.

What is a professional gang!

Professional gangs are able to remain unaffected even without seat belts during a collision, and can still control their bodies!

The car door was opened, and five people dressed in black and holding guns of various colors jumped out of the car.

During the day, the Irish Mafia gang started to be vigilant, but they were tense for a day, and there was no movement at all.

Now, revenge finally came!

2 seconds to stabilize the body.

1 second to open the door.

"boom!"

"Crack" "Boom!"

The first man in black to jump down held a Remington in his hand, held his head up, and shot at the workers' room on the first floor as he walked.

"Crack" "Boom!" "Crack" "Boom!"

The three Irish Mafia members who rushed out were directly hit by the trolls and flew into the air.

Melee combat, street fighting, and trolls are one of the strongest combat forces!

If this was captured by a camera, it wouldn't be as handsome as the performance in the movie!

That bloody flower,

Absolutely!

beautiful!

Four people jumped out of the car behind them again, regardless of the hall, jumped out of the car and rushed to the stairs on the second floor.

"trust"

3 seconds!

Rush to the stairs, open your hand is three offensive grenades!

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

Offensive grenades rely on the shock waves and sound waves generated by the explosion to produce damage. They are powerful in a small space and can create attack gaps for subsequent attackers, so they are called offensive grenades.

As soon as the shock wave of the grenade explosion passed, the four of them rushed up in battle formation.

3 seconds!

36 stairs.

The person who rushed to the front was also holding a sprayer, standing at the stairs, sticking out the muzzle of the gun, "boom" and "boom" were two shots blindly.

The huge killing surface of the troll is used to clear the field and create opportunities for subsequent attackers.

3 seconds!

The two machine gunners rushed forward in one stride.

"Da da da" "Da da da"

Without looking at the corpse on the ground, aim at the door of the room within the shooting range and shoot in a round.

Come here today to fucking kill people!

Don't live!

Three people, stand in a triangle, suppress firepower!

Regardless of whether there is anyone in the room, the suppression of firepower is over!

5 seconds!

The troll was the last one to go upstairs and strode to the side of the door of a room. The troll aimed at the door and "boomed" with a shot that directly opened a big hole in the solid wood door.

2 seconds!

Opening his hand is an offensive grenade thrown in.

3 seconds!

"boom"

"Bang" kicked the door open, "da da da" "da da da"

Regardless of whether the person is dead or not, first shoot a round of bursts at the human body.

Afterwards, closets, beds, curtains, wherever you can hide people...

Crazy strafing!

If you can survive this, then you are amazing!

20 seconds!

Empty magazine, reload is complete!

"Stop, I surrender, I surrender, don't kill me!" Bart Furness yelled like crazy.

Has there been a minute since the first loud bang when the big iron gate was knocked into the air?

No!

What is a professional gang!

Professional gangs are when others are drinking and bragging, they are training how to kill.

Professional gangs are when others are committing crimes, they are training how to kill in various circumstances!

Professional gangs are when others are having a good time, and when they are indulging, they are training how to use various weapons to kill better!

Attacks are always counted in seconds!

Bart Furness is really crazy!

Even before he had time to put on his clothes, the assailant had already fucking attacked him.

The broken pistol in his hand couldn't bring him any sense of security at all.

Explosions and screams that stopped abruptly seemed to explode in the bottom of his heart.

He could tell those screams were all his subordinates.

He mobilized 20 people here to protect himself.

But this did not bring him the slightest sense of security.

Glancing at the two bodyguards in the room, they were sweating profusely.

It's not that they are weak, it's an instinctive reaction of the body, the adrenaline produced crazily makes them breathe heavily like a bellows.

This shout immediately attracted the attention of the professional gang.

The sprayer reloads the gun while walking, and the movements that have been trained thousands of times are chic, neat and fast.

The sense of rhythm makes people fascinated when they see it.

"boom!"

Sawdust flew from the gate.

If the three of Bart Furness hadn't stood well enough, these fragments would have taken the three of them away.

But, that's where luck ends.

A grenade was thrown in.

This isn't a fucking movie, no one with that quick reflexes can grab it and throw it back.

There is no Ronaldo here, and there is no ecstasy volley.

"boom!"

After the explosion, the door was kicked open by a big foot, and two machine gunners rushed in one after the other.

"Da da da" "da da da" "da da da"

When the upstairs was killing people, the downstairs was not idle either.

The driver and the sprayer who cleaned up the worker's room moved out of the car several barrels of prepared heavy oil and splashed them everywhere in the hall.

When the four of them were doing good things, Shi Shiran came down from upstairs.

The driver looked at his watch and gave a thumbs up, "118 seconds!"

The four also gave thumbs up.

The six people reunited, turned around and ran towards the outside of the villa until they reached the big iron gate. One of them pressed the detonator heavily in his hand.

just listen.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, followed by flames soaring into the sky.

Heavy oil, the remaining heavy oil after crude oil is extracted from gasoline and diesel, is characterized by large molecular weight, high viscosity, and a calorific value of 10,000-11,000kcal/kg.

Once ignited, it can continue to burn for a very long time, and the steel will also be burned.

The only problem is that the flash point is too high and it is not easy to ignite.

Therefore, professional gangs ignited directly with bombs.

Under a fire, any clues will disappear without a trace.

At this moment, a car just arrived at the gate of the villa, and the six opened the door to get in the car and leave.

It took a total of 152 seconds before and after!

What a fucking professional gang! !

At this moment, the police had just received a report and hadn't come out of the police station yet.

You are a fucking mafia, how can you compare with me!

What to compare! !

After receiving the news that the mission was successfully completed, Jonas put down his seat and walked back heavily, "Go home and sleep, Falk, I'm sleepy."

"Damn Irish!"

After waiting for a few minutes, when the police arrived, there was only a raging fire left on the scene.

A group of police officers held their heads and gritted their teeth as they looked at the scene of the fire. Under the reflection of the fire, each of them looked extremely ugly.

Of course they knew whose home it was, Bart Furness, one of the five heads of the Irish Mafia.

He also naturally knew the 24 hours Sean told Cyril George.

With his heels, he knew that this matter must have been arranged and planned by Xiao En.

But the key now is, is it useful to know?

Useless!

No one saw what the assailant looked like.

You can't come to investigate Sean directly.

What a joke, this is a fucking rich man who is famous all over the United States and even the world, and has his own media under his name. Without enough evidence, who would dare to touch Sean.

Yes, as long as this news is announced, even ordinary people will guess that Xiao En arranged for it.

After all, where is the behavior of the umbrella.

But the information on the deceased, Bart Furness, could not stand the test.

Why did Bart Furness die after Sean gave Cyril a 24-hour ultimatum?

Bart Furness: Yeah, I'm so fucking wondering, why are you killing me!

If the police insist on investigating, Cyril and the Irish mafia group will be the first to stand in the way.

It's ironic.

Moreover, maybe New Century Media will report the case by itself tomorrow morning and skin Bart Furness.

This is the flaw of the criminals themselves. Sometimes they have no way to get to the bottom of the dead, and they dare not call the police.

Pull out the radish to bring out the puree.

"What should I do?" A police officer walked up behind the captain and asked in a low voice.

The captain watched the fire in silence for a long time, "Let's go through the process and inform the other four."

Going through the process is a master key that can open any lock in any scenario.

How about calling it an office process?

The people behind started calling the fire department directly.

As soon as the fire alarm arrives, the faucet must start rushing, so that no evidence will be left after such a round of water and fire operations.

The ones left behind can no longer be legal evidence because they have been excessively destroyed.

This is why murder is always accompanied by arson.

And without evidence, sorry, the case can only be sealed and put on the shelf. After all, the police force is limited, and taxpayers' money is also limited, so it is impossible to waste endlessly on one case.

There are too many cases that cannot be solved, and they are thrown directly into the cabinet to collect ashes after the expiration date.

...

"What!" Cyril sat up suddenly from the bed, "Bart is dead?"

Suddenly throwing the microphone aside, Cyril jumped up at an unprecedented speed, rushed to the door and opened the door and shouted loudly: "Get up, get up, be alert, be alert!"

Sean has already made a move, and someone has already died. His first reaction is of course to be vigilant.

The villa suddenly exploded, like a chicken coop that was stabbed in the middle of the night, full of noise.

It wasn't until he confirmed that everyone was on alert that Cyril let go of his distraction, and only then did he think about the phone call.

He hurried back to the room to pick up the phone, but the other end was not hung up.

The other party understood Cyril's reaction.

After talking about the details for a while, Cyril's reaction will only become more violent.

"Huh, tell me, how did Bart die? How many people were dispatched by the other party? Did they catch anyone?" Cyril asked eagerly.

"have no idea."

"What?!" Cyril thought he heard it wrong, or the other party answered it wrong.

I don't know what the hell it is.

"Yes, I don't know. We rushed to the scene as soon as we received the alarm from the people around us. There was nothing for five minutes, but there was only a sea of ​​fire left at the scene."

"I didn't see any vehicles on the road, anyone, obviously the other party had already run away."

"It's impossible. Bart has 20 people with him." Cyril didn't believe it, and didn't want to believe it.

"We don't know now. The fire alarm has come, but the fire has not been extinguished. According to the fire alarm, the other party used special fuel, which is difficult to extinguish."

"I just want to let you know. I don't know any more news. I can only do this. According to my experience, I can't find any clues." As he spoke, the man tilted his head and glanced at the scene of the fire, then shook his head, " You, be careful yourself."

It wasn't until a blind tone came from the phone that Cyril woke up.

Slowly hang up the phone and plop down on the bed.

The door was pushed open, a gust of wind blew in, and Cyril shivered violently.

It wasn't until this time that he realized that he was covered in sweat, and when the wind blew, he was very cold.

Cold to the bone.

"Uncle, what's the matter, you are..." The young man walked to Cyril's side, looked at the distraught uncle and asked.

In a hurry, Cyril only had time to call everyone to be alert.

"Bart, dead, more than 20 people, less than five minutes." Cyril only said a few words.

The young man opened his mouth so wide that he could definitely stuff a fist into it.

After a long while, Cyril looked up at the young man who was still in a daze, "You go, immediately, immediately."

The young man was startled and stared at his uncle blankly.

Cyril's eyes were full of reluctance and determination.

"Let's go together!" The young man said with a look of emotion.

"I will bring danger, child, I watched you grow up, I can't let you die here." Cyril gave the young man a strong hug.

"Okay, let's go!" Pushing the young man away, Cyril turned his head away, as if making up his mind, "Hurry up, don't waste time!"

The young man opened his mouth, closed it again, opened it again, closed it again, and finally turned away with a sigh.

Knowing that the young man had left the room, Cyril turned around and looked at the door, the expression on his face changed from sadness and reluctance to determination.

The lips opened and closed, and the voice was inaudible, "If they have already come, they will definitely not watch a car leave. There is a chance, and there is a chance..."

...

...

Pushing a book, looking at the name makes people feel like laughing.

"Azu, stop now", the author is a newcomer.

"Azu stop! It's Chen Jiaju outside!"

When Guan Hongji uttered these words with a tweeter, Guan Zu in the factory was stepping on Wu Shihao, with Lei Luo hanging in front of his eyes.

super cop? Bandit of the century?

Only I, Guan Zu, is the city light of this city!