The 19th century night was devoid of entertainment, and there was not so much noise in the city, and at night, there was no roar of engines, no obnoxious whistles, and no deafening sounds.

It hadn't been a blast of gunfire in Manhattan for decades since the last time a conscription riot sparked, so the gunfire was so poignant, high-pitched, and shocking on this silent night.

Chu Wushuang had just had a meeting, and the managers and ministers hadn't gone far yet, these days, any big brother had to take three or five younger brothers with him when he went out, not to mention that it was a very moment, and the security work was repeatedly emphasized, so there were really a lot of people who were attracted by the gunshots.

The "Raging Bull Tribe" itself has a good security force, and dozens of gunmen can be pulled out casually, so as soon as the guns go off, after the initial chaos, an organized counterattack is immediately organized.

The casualties were actually a bit heavy, the attackers came prepared, with mental calculations or unintentional, Molotov cocktails, grenades, and light machine guns poured up, although Chu Wushuang's dozen bodyguards were also well-equipped, but they were still the first to be knocked down, and the only three or five people who were left were also suppressed by the ferocious fire of the light machine guns behind the car in the corner, and they couldn't even lift their heads.

Although Chu Wushuang had fled into the "Crazy Bull Tribe", he could also imagine the tragic situation of his brothers.

However, at this time, there were no negative emotions such as hesitation and pity, every second that passed, it would make the situation of the brothers on the street outside more dangerous, and the anger in Chu Wushuang's heart was like a burning car on the street outside.

Raising his hand at the roof of the opposite building, he shot the bullet in the revolver in his empty hand, regardless of whether he hit anyone or not, he casually snatched a shotgun from the guard next to him, dragged a bulging bullet bag, Chu Wushuang raised his foot and kicked open the window next to him, and jumped onto the street outside.

The power of the shotgun is not comparable to that of a pistol, the shotgun they used is the latest product produced by the Junma Weapons Company, if it is close to the 20th shotgun according to the standards of the 21st century, the bullet that will be used is composed of projectiles, and the caliber of each projectile is 0.25 inches, although it sounds twice as small as the caliber of the pistol projectile, but in each bullet of the shotgun, there are as many as 20 such projectiles.

If there are too many projectiles, the direct consequence is that the power decreases, but within 25 meters, if you are directly hit by a 20-gauge bullet, the body will directly turn into honeycomb coal.

Compared with the first generation of shotguns, the recoil of the current shotgun is also smaller, and Chu Wushuang is burly and has amazing arm strength, and he can shoot with one hand.

After jumping onto the street, Chu Wushuang used the cover of the car to directly suppress the light machine gun on the roof of the opposite building.

In fact, in the distance range of ten meters, the light machine gun is really not as good as the shotgun, the "rainstorm" light machine gun uses a drum to feed the ammunition, and the barrel must be replaced when the drum is replaced, otherwise it will cause a failure due to the overheating of the barrel.

Changing the barrel is a technical job, and a skilled gunner can complete the entire set of actions in ten seconds, which is more troublesome for a new gun, and it may not be possible to do it in half a minute.

With the help of the moment when the light machine gun shooter changed drums, Chu Wushuang rushed through the street and came to the door of the hotel.

"Master Chu, you go back and let me come." Mike Zhang, who was also carrying a shotgun, had been following Chu Wushuang closely behind, preventing Chu Wushuang from taking risks.

Mike Chang was also injured, his chest was dripping with blood, and the muscles in his arm were knocked off, and the wound was extremely horrific.

"Get out of here!" Chu Wushuang kicked Mike Zhang away, put the loaded shotgun behind his back, stepped on the windowsill of the hotel with one foot and exerted a little force, and his hand was on the balcony railing on the second floor.

Literary works are always used to use "gecko" to describe a person when climbing more agilely, Chu Wushuang is now like a shirtless humanoid gecko, although one arm is unable to use strength because of injury, but Chu Wushuang seems to have not been affected in any way, while his hand is on the railing of the balcony on the second floor, his foot is on the floor on the outer edge of the balcony, and he half-turns around and borrows his strength again, and when Chu Wushuang's body unfolds again, the person has already climbed to the top of the third floor.

When they moved to the roof of the third floor, the two machine gun shooters were still scrambling to change the barrels.

Chu Wushuang smiled and copied the shotgun in his hand, and in the face of two pairs of frightened and desperate eyes, he pulled the trigger in his hand.

At a distance of more than ten meters, it is exactly the best shooting distance for a shotgun.

When the trigger was pulled, the muzzle flame erupted half a foot long, like a scythe of death in the darkness, enveloping 20 0.25-inch projectiles, forming a metal storm in an instant.

Half of the head of the main shooter was blown off the spot, and the second shooter's pistol had just been pulled out halfway, and the powerful kinetic energy carried by the projectile pushed the body of the second shooter directly from the roof of the third floor.

Downstairs came the sound of violent demolition and glass breaking, followed by the roar of shotgun "tom tom", and in the dense gunfire, the crisp sound of pistol gunfire gradually became inaudible.

The last few gunmen cowered in the stairwell on the third floor and resisted stubbornly, Chu Wushuang had no intention of leaving him alive, and ordered someone to bring the gasoline barrel from downstairs, smash the window directly and throw it in.

Immediately, two burning men jumped from the window.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot...", the red-eyed Chu Wushuang shouted quickly, demanding that the attacker accept the most brutal punishment.

Soon, the streets were filled with the smell of barbecue.

It's very fragrant...

The shootout that happened in the "Mad Bull Tribe" was reported that night and placed on Li Mu's desk.

"Molotov cocktails, grenades, light machine guns, these guys are crazy, do they think this is Montana?" Li Mu almost laughed out loud when he saw the report.

But soon, Li Mu couldn't laugh anymore, Chu Wubi was injured, Mike Zhang was seriously injured, 15 brothers from the Springfield Company died, and the number of injured people exceeded 40.

In contrast, none of the nine gunmen involved in the attack escaped and all were killed on the spot.

The loss was big, Li Mu decided to go to Arthur as soon as it was dawn, and what he didn't get on the battlefield was to be taken back from the negotiation table.

"There were no clues related to the Japanese at the scene, the innkeeper's family was all killed, and the hotel registration book showed that these people had been staying for two days, and they came prepared." Situ Lei's bow tie was a little crooked, and it looked like he had been hurriedly woken up from his sleep.

The people in Springfield Company are all Situ Lei's old brothers, and with such heavy losses, Situ Lei is also heartbroken.

In fact, the underworld was originally tied to the waistband of his trousers, and Situ Lei had already been mentally prepared for this.

But when the corpses wrapped in white cloth were really placed in front of him, Situ Lei still couldn't help but feel sad about the death of the rabbit and the fox.

To be honest, when he came to New York from San Francisco, Situ Lei didn't plan to sit back and enjoy it, but under the protection of the Junma Group, Situ Lei thought that the Chinese could get a more relaxed living environment than San Francisco, but he didn't expect that the conflict between Li Mu and the Japanese was so violent, and the Springfield Company became the first victim, which caught Situ Lei off guard.

Since the enemy has already hit the door, Situ Lei has no idea of retreating, and the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, since they have suffered a loss, they will fight back.

Li Mu also had this idea, and Li Mu was even more resolute: "Tell the brothers to get ready, and when I come back from the city government, it will be time for us to take revenge... And that light machine gun, in the hands of the guys who figured out how to get it for me. ”

The light machine gun has not been around for a long time, and as far as Li Mu knows, there are no similar products on the market at present, and the weapons sold by the Junma Arms Factory are all numbered, and it is not difficult to trace back to the source.

Light machine guns are not the same as smokeless gunpowder, and it is very simple to imitate smokeless gunpowder, only a few simple chemical additives are needed to imitate smokeless gunpowder.

If you want to imitate the machine gun, you need to overcome the problem of raw materials first, if you use the existing steel, the life and weapons are not up to the design requirements, there is not much practical value, the weapon steel used by the horse arms company is all provided by the Carnegie Rim Steel Company, this weapons company is located in the old nest of Carnegie Richmond in Pittsburgh, it is the most classified factory of the Carnegie Riem Steel Company, and it is not easy to steal the formula from here.

Compared with the brazen actions of the Japanese, Li Mu is more concerned about the loss of weapons, and if it can be proved that the light machine gun used by the attackers was produced by the Junma Weapons Factory, then Li Mu said that he would have to clean up the portal.

Situ Lei is a person from the Springfield Company, and he can't control the Junma Weapons Factory, so if he wants to investigate this matter, he still needs to be strictly obedient to carry it out.

Yan Shun is still Li Mu's personal secretary, managing a secretariat with an establishment of more than 40 people.

The composition of this secretariat is a bit miscellaneous, and its members are composed of elites drawn from the legal department, security department, and accounting department, and are directly responsible to Li Mu.

"Reem, are we going to stop the field below for the next two days?" Situ Lei wanted to avoid the limelight for two days.

Most of the enterprises under the Springfield Company are entertainment venues, as long as these places are open for business, personnel exchanges are extremely complicated, and accidents are inevitable, so Situ Lei is a little worried.

"No, keep the business open, I want to see how many lives they have to fill in." Li Mu is not worried, the Springfield Company is not an all-Chinese class, and there are many white gunmen hired.

Obviously, Situ Lei was not as shameless as Li Mu.

After knowing Li Mu's arrangement, Situ Lei was stunned and speechless.

This is the difference between the boss and the employee, blindly tolerant, or blindly harsh is biased.

When Li Mu saw Arthur, it was another tone.

"It's a densely populated city, and it's hard to imagine that they used Molotov cocktails, grenades and light machine guns in broad daylight, and if there was a next time, they wouldn't have dragged the artillery over... I listened to your words and exercised restraint and did not make any further moves against the Japanese, but now look at what I have gained now? Two cars were burned, 42 people were injured and 15 were killed, is this a war? I would like to ask Mr. Mayor if the city government and the police can still guarantee the safety of the citizens, and if not, we will temporarily close all the properties of the Junma Group to avoid further losses. Li Mu was thunderous in Arthur's office, but his words were still enough to maintain restraint and give Arthur enough face.

Li Mu didn't come to Arthur alone, just this morning, almost all the newspapers in New York reported on the major vicious events of last night on the front page, and "Time Magazine" was the most direct, without a word on the entire page, using a huge black color block to show his attitude.

The impact of this incident is too great, everyone is in danger, if you let it go, then maybe the next shootout will happen at your doorstep, maybe your wife and children will die innocently like the innkeeper's family, this feeling makes the Manhattan rich people who are used to a comfortable life unbearable, so Li Mu came to find Arthur, as well as Carnegie, Rockefeller, J· P. Morgan, John Vanderbilt, Solomon Loeb and a lot of other leading figures, these rich people are almost all leaders in their industries, and they usually stomp their feet, and the whole of Manhattan will tremble so many people come to the city hall together, and the pressure on Arthur is really not small.

"Don't worry, Reem, the city government and the police department will definitely protect everyone's safety, and those who commit adultery will be punished, and as for your losses, I will give you an explanation." In front of so many people, Arthur said it categorically.

Of course, when Arthur solemnly stated his position, he probably scolded his mother in his heart.

Arthur knows the relationship between Li Mu and Bresta, not to mention wearing a pair of pants, at least there is a very **Y deal in it.

Now Li Mu ran to the mayor's office to shout grievances, nominally scolding the police station for doing nothing, but in fact, the pressure was all on Arthur.

To put it bluntly, this is a political issue.

"Mr. Mayor, please forgive my uprightness, everyone knows that the murderer is on Park Road, I can guarantee that there are many citizens as upright as me who are gathering there right now, so you better do something as soon as possible, otherwise no one can guarantee what will happen next." Li Mu's words are threatening, you must know that coercing public opinion is Li Mu's forte.

Park Road is where the Japanese Consulate in New York is located.

Hearing Li Mu's words, Arthur's face changed greatly: "Reem, you..."

As soon as he said two words, looking at Li Mu's triumphant expression, Arthur came back to his senses and grabbed the phone on the table: "Operator, pick me up at the police station..."

Arthur's voice was hoarse, and while waiting for the phone to be connected, Arthur's hand trembled and pointed at Li Mu, but he couldn't say a word of blame.

Tooth for tooth, eye for eye, this is Li Mu's style of doing things, before this, Li Mu did maintain restraint, but since the Japanese fired the first shot, Li Mu has enough reason to retaliate.

Even if Grant was here, it wouldn't change Li Mu's mind.