The reason why these two plainclothes chose to use knives was to avoid making too much noise. This is the workers' quarters, and if you use a gun, the noise will be too loud, and it will alarm those workers, and I am afraid that it will not be easy to get out. And they felt that two people were still safe against an unsuspecting representative of the workers.

At this point, Fagin turned around and turned into a narrow alley where his hands could hold up the walls on either side. The two plainclothes hurriedly followed, and looked inside, but found that the alley was empty, and there was no one.

"Damn, he found out!" The two men immediately drew their knives and chased after them. They thought that the workers' representative must have turned a corner in front.

The alley is very narrow, and two people can only run one after the other. Tony, the police officer who was running in front, suddenly heard a thud from behind, and it seemed that Jim, who was following behind, had fallen. He quickly looked back, but was startled by the sight in front of him.

I saw that Jim had fallen to the ground, motionless, and I didn't know if he was unconscious or dead. The representative of the workers they had just tracked down stood beside him very calmly. It turned out that Fagin immediately climbed onto the roof next to him after entering the alleyway, and when Tony and Jim ran underneath, his condescending sudden blow knocked Jim unconscious.

Tony understood that this representative of the workers in front of him had ambushed them. He didn't have time to think about how the other man suddenly appeared behind them and knocked Jim over in one fell swoop. But look at the smile on your opponent's face, and the look of composure. Officer Tony knew that he had gone from being a hunter to a prey by this time.

So he jumped back sharply to distance himself, and at the same time drew his revolver from his waist, pointed it at the worker representative who was rushing towards him, and pulled the bolt - but the gun did not go off, and one finger pressed the hammer.

This finger is naturally Fagin's. Compared to Officer Tony, Fagin moved faster, and just as he jumped back, Fagin also jumped in and approached. No sooner had Tony's gun been raised than Fagin had already pressed one finger to the hammer's position. Immediately after that, with a twist of his hand, the muzzle of the gun turned in a different direction.

Tony fought hard with Fagin for the gun to prevent his opponent from snatching the gun, and at the same time stabbed Fagin with a butterfly knife in his left hand. He didn't expect to stab his opponent with this blow, he just wanted to push his opponent back so that he could keep his gun.

But Fagin's hand was quicker, and with a wave of his right hand, he slapped Tony's wrist, and Tony stabbed the knife out of the wrong direction, stabbing in the air. Fagin then took another half step forward, sank down and slammed his right shoulder into Tony's chest.

This knocked Tony out of the air, and the gun was naturally out of his hands. He couldn't stand and fell to the ground with a snap. Fortunately, this is a slum, and the ground is full of dirt. However, on those stone roads in the rich area, this guy can probably estimate that he can fall and pass him unconscious.

But even so, the fall was not light. Tony only felt pain all over his body, and the bones in his body seemed to fall apart. He tried to get up, but a foot landed on his chest.

Tony looked up, only to see the worker representative with his revolver in one hand and his butterfly knife in the other, smiling at him and asking, "What are you doing with me?" ”

"We, we're just looking at your suspicious actions...... I warn you, I'm a policeman! You don't mess around, put the gun down, you're still a legal citizen......"

"You're a cop?" Fagin stared into Tony's eyes and said, "What did you do when you saw that I was acting suspiciously, so you pulled out your knife?" Don't try to fool me, that guy over there just fainted. I'll ask him in a moment, and if you say otherwise, I promise, it's hard for you to die. ”

"We ...... We really are just ......."

Fagin smiled coldly.

"It's Wren, it's Mr. Wren, he's going to let us do it and kill those workers' representatives......"

Fagin sneered, stepped on it harder, and with a click, Tony's ribs were directly broken by Fagin. The broken ribs were inserted into his lungs and heart, and blood was pouring out of his mouth and nose. In the blink of an eye, Tony was out of breath.

Fagin turned his head again and did the same, killing Jim as well. The River Thames is not far away, and it's easy to destroy a corpse. But Fagin feared that other workers' delegates were also in danger – not every one of them had his skills; On the other hand, they also wanted to leave something to warn the police. So he thought about it, and with the blood spit out by the two policemen, he wrote on their clothes the following sentence: "This is what happens to the lackeys of the capitalists!" - Fagin. ”

After all this, Fagin hurried in the direction of the Rhodes textile factory.

Fortunately, several of the workers' representatives on the side of the Rhodes textile factory were fine. Fagin told everyone what had just happened, and then asked, "How is it, are you scared?" I'm scared, and now it's time to quit, maybe it's still too late. ”

"I'm afraid of a hammer, we've become like this, sooner or later we will die, what are we afraid of?"

"That's it, that's it!"

"Whoever is fucking scared just doesn't have eggs!"

Fei Jin looked around at everyone, and then said, "Since there is nothing to quit, I will talk about something more secret." Before I say this, if there is something to withdraw, you can withdraw; After I say it, if anyone wants to go to the rich people, I will kill his whole family. As you know, I was originally a gangster. Mixed with the underworld, the important thing is to enter credit, speak to count, and if you say kill his whole family, you must kill his whole family! ”

"We don't have such thieves here!" Everyone followed suit.

"Well, do you all know about the 'Pakistan Meeting'?" Fagin asked......

After discussing the collective strike, Fagin returned to Petticoat Alley and found the butcher and told him to inform everyone that they must be careful during this time.

"Those guys are already starting to get their hands dirty."

"Boss, what are we going to do?"

"They're going to kill, and we're not?" Fei Jin said, "If a few of them dare to come to our territory to spread wildness, then let them have a good flesh pain." ”

"Hmm!" The butcher nodded, and then asked, "What if, boss, what if they filmed a lot of people?" ”

"Send a lot of people?" Fagin smiled, "Butcher, you know what, I learned a whole new tactic in Ireland called the flanging ......"

For the rest of the day, gunfire and bloodshed were everywhere in the slums of London, and that night, the Metropolitan Police took stock and found that nearly half of the spies sent to the ghetto had not returned. The bodies of the two policemen killed by Fagin were brought back.

"There is no royal law, and there is no law!" The newly appointed Chief of Police, Sir Huey, was confronted with the corpses of the two policemen, and the provocative words on the corpses, and shouted angrily, "Is it not the slums of London the land ruled by His Majesty the King?" Early tomorrow morning, early tomorrow morning, gather all our people, let's go there and arrest all the suspects! If I don't set foot on this lawless land, I will never withdraw my troops! ”

Also, on this night, representatives of the Textile Workers' Union began to evacuate and hide. Because of the information sent by Jager Galeng, there are signs of a large-scale movement of the London police.

Although Wren is already a rich man, he still maintains the habit of hard work. Every day before dawn he gets up. He had breakfast first, studied the various reports, and then got up and went for a walk on the balcony.

The air in the rich area is slightly better than in the poor area, after all, it is a little further away from the factory and from the big chimney. But it still can't be compared with the countryside. Wren looked over the poor area and saw smoke in one or two places.

"Well, these guys are getting their hands dirty. As I said a long time ago, the police department must be strict and decisive, and it must show those poor people a little bit of power! It's long overdue, I don't think any of them would dare to do it...... Hahahaha......"

However, before Wren's laughter could fall, suddenly an explosion was heard not far away. The explosion rattled the glass on the windows.

"Be careful!" Before Wren could understand it, he was thrown on the balcony by the bodyguards. Then he heard explosions and gunshots outside.

The bodyguards escorted Wren into the house, and Wren and his wife, son, and daughter hid in the tunnel and moved to a safe area. And his bodyguards were banging and banging with the masked attackers outside.

"Don't beat it up, we just need to make a big fuss and get those cops back." A masked man commanded, and several masked men threw the small melon in their hands together, and then took advantage of the explosion to retreat. And Wren's bodyguards didn't chase after him - their mission was to protect Wren and Wren's property, and what would the masked men do, and what would they do? In case, if they had killed some of Mr. Wren's "friends", Mr. Wren might have been very happy.

During this day, Fagin and his men, taking advantage of the fact that the police in the wealthy district were being emptied, attacked the homes of several wealthy merchants. Director Xiui had to urgently recall the police officers who had been sent out to protect those "decent people". In the afternoon, the director was called into the palace by His Majesty, who was furious and angry, and scolded him. Although the attacks of those "fanatics" did not cause many casualties, the entire upper class of London was shaken.

The Diet immediately convened an emergency session, with some calling for the immediate mobilization of troops for suppression, while others objected, fearing that such an action would trigger a French-style revolution. Of course, many more people are worried that this kind of thing will happen before the Pakistan trade fair, which will interfere with their wealth. Eventually, the council scolded the police and demanded that the police be strengthened to restore order as soon as possible.

But the next morning, almost all the textile workers in London went on strike.