Grenade!

The three of them looked at the things under their feet, and after being slightly stunned, they were all shocked.

They didn't know why a grenade appeared directly at their feet, but they knew what to do now.

Cambek rolled over and got behind the couch.

Sri did the same, twisting his fat body and turning behind the sofa, but a huge force suddenly appeared on his body, pulling his body towards the grenade.

Moreover, Cambeck, who had just flipped over to the sofa, was also pulled out of the air and pressed against Sri, and the two of them pressed the grenade under them as if they were stacking Arhats.

That doesn't end there, though.

The surrounding sofas and solid wood furniture flew up one after another, like rolling rocks on Si Rui's body.

"No!"

Feeling the weight of his body, feeling the touch of the hard object under him, Sri Khan gushed out like a spring, fear directly overwhelmed his nerves, and the fat flesh under the two eyelids kept shaking.

Cambek is no exception.

The scar on his face began to twist and turn, and the muscles of his body continued to bulge with the struggle, but it was of no use at all.

Naturally, the end result has not changed either.

Bang!

The explosion, which should have been loud, became silent.

The shrapnel from the grenade explosion tore through the bodies of Sri and Cambek, and then shot in all directions, causing the hill-like sofa and solid wood furniture piled up on Sri to send out a shock.

The shrapnel had been weakened by several layers, and Pixar was not harmed, but Pisk was extremely angry.

"Who?"

"Who is it?"

Pisk yelled.

No one likes to have their home invaded by strangers.

What's even more annoying is that his own plan is ruined.

Now, both points are on Pisk.

Pisk naturally has plenty of reason to be angry, and he also has the strength to support his anger!

At least, that's what Pisk thinks!

In that loud voice, it was not at all obvious that it was this old man.

And, with such a shout, an invisible force field began to wreak havoc in the study, and the carpets, scattered furniture, and the corpses of Sri and Cambeck were as if they had been crushed by a rolling mill.

Crunch.

There was a tooth-aching sound, and everything in the entire study was crushed into a thin piece, except for Pisk and the sofa on his body.

Include......

The side of the wall where the window is located.

Without the obstruction of the wall, everything outside the window is revealed.

The black night sky, dotted lights, and layers of greenery.

Just one look at it and you'll have a cozy, cozy feel.

But in the eyes of the angry Pisk, all this is an obstacle.

Airplanes!

The invisible force crushed out again, and the layers of green plants were instantly pressed into the ground, and the illuminating lampposts followed.

When all obstacles are gone, all that remains is darkness.

Pisk's eyes searched through the darkness for the target.

Can......

Empty.

"Where?"

"Come out for me!"

"I must ......"

Pisk roared, but before the words could be heard, the voice stopped abruptly.

An icy, swarthy muzzle was pressed against the back of Pisk's head.

"When?"

The surprise in his heart made Pisk's whole body stiffen.

Pisk, who was extremely angry a moment ago, calmed down instantly at this time, and he raised his hands very cooperatively.

"Friend, I think we can be light."

"Look ......"

Bang!

The trigger of Winchester's shotgun was pulled, and the hot bullet sank into the back of Pisk's head, bringing up the Celestial Spirit Cover.

In a splatter of brains, Pisk's body fell to the ground.

A prop with an orange glow emerges from the corpse.

Qin Ran picked it up, and the whole person quickly disappeared into the night.

It was only after more than ten seconds after Qin Ran disappeared that a team of bodyguards rushed in, looking at the messy study and the corpses that had fallen to the ground, the faces of these bodyguards changed drastically.

In particular, the servants in those houses let out bursts of exclamation when they saw the corpse of their master.

Then, chaos inevitably happened.

And it's not just that.

As if dominoes, starting from the foot of the mountain, chaos began to appear one after another, and when these chaos came together, the Yan City, which had just fallen into a 'deep sleep' in the night, woke up again.

One after another, police cars pulled out of the precinct.

Bands and teams of heavily armed military police took to the streets.

And these have nothing to do with Qin Ran.

He threw everything to Carey and Clay.

"I don't want to know how you do it, I just want one result: the chassis and subordinates of the dead guys will listen to me."

"There is order during the day."

"At night, there's only one man's voice."

"That's mine."

Qin Ran sat there, crossed his hands in front of his chin, and said word by word.

"Got it, Boss!"

"Okay, Boss!"

Carey and Clay nodded excitedly, and then hurried out.

They don't know how their boss did it, but they know what they're supposed to do now.

Grab those chassis!

Recruit those men!

As for the current lack of manpower?

No kidding!

In the slum behind Delin Street, there is no shortage of people!

Bands after groups of people in disheveled clothes and hidden weapons rushed out of Delin Street.

Instead of taking the big streets, they got into the small streets and alleys, and in their own unique way, entered their respective destinations.

Then, the battle broke out.

One side has a heart, and the other has no heart.

One side lost command.

On one side, the leader is in the front.

At the very beginning of the battle, the outcome was already sealed.

The sun rises again.

The sun shines all over the land.

The hustle and bustle of Yancheng all night did not stop, and scattered gunshots were heard on the streets from time to time. Send. Yes. officers, but more often than not, the police in pursuit.

The fighting between the two sides has continued from the second half of the night to the present.

For these armed weapons gangs. Send. Yes. The old detective really hated it.

He wanted to pull out his gun and kill these people right now.

But he followed the professional ethics, but now he can only watch these people being pressed into the police car one by one, and looking at the swaggering appearance of those people, it seems that they are not going to prison, but going on vacation.

"These bastards!"

"I'm going to let you sit through the prison!"

"I ......"

The old detective said viciously, but he couldn't go on with the words.

Because, he knows that he is powerless.

I just received the order from the bureau chief, and I have already made the old inspector understand what will happen next.

Compromise!

Another compromise!

The old detective clenched his fists, and his body trembled.

Eventually, only a sigh remained.

However, soon, the old detective adjusted his mood.

Even if he was tired and helpless, he did the best in the next thing in his own way.

"Go, Delin Street."

The old detective said to his temporary deputy.