"They're out!"

Outside the sentry box at Mak Heung Garden, a young police officer in civilian clothes retracted his head as he looked at a group of people coming out of Wood's house.

He was asked by Plando to stay here, and if he saw a mass movement of Wood's men, he would immediately have someone report to the police station and report to Plando.

The young police officer's face did not have the slightest fear and nervousness when the gang war broke out, it was completely a kind of excitement and yearning that belonged to young people. He is also a young man, and he also has the restlessness and restlessness of young people, and he also yearns to do something through his own strength. He is not much different from those gangsters who roam the streets and have nothing to do, if there is, it may be that his family is in good condition, at least he has a decent job after leaving school, and he does not have to run into walls.

It is true that the police are a decent job, but it is not necessarily a job that satisfies young people. This job is suitable for the elderly, but it is not suitable for young people who are still full of curiosity about the world and full of illusions about their lives.

Three ...... No, the four cars drove out of the Wheat Heung Garden quickly, and the young police officer looked at the crowded cars and clenched his fists vigorously. He immediately pushed his unlocked bike, ready to catch up. The old police officer who was with him held his arm down, and he struggled for a while, but did not break away.

The old police officer shook his head and persuaded: "Listen to me, don't go over, you are a policeman, and you are more dangerous than others." ”

The young policeman replied, "Just because I'm a policeman, I have to go." You go back to the bureau and tell the director that Wood might be taking someone to seek revenge, and I've followed. As he spoke, he broke the old officer's hand and rode out.

The old policeman shouted a few words in the back, but he didn't look back, only his back and his name still echoing.

Aikato!

The old police officer shook his head, and could only push the other bicycle in the direction of the police station and pedal hard, hoping to get back to that safe place quickly.

The news was quickly reported back to the Turnair City Police Department, and Prondor learned of it, and there were few options he could make in the face of Wood's revenge. Either take everyone with him to stop this battle of revenge - maybe he can get Wood away, but it's only temporary, and after today, Wood will still lead the people to Queen Street again to find Durin. And there is another risk here, if Dulin runs away because of his interference, the account will end up on his head.

In the future, if Wood catches Durin or whatever, it will be fine, once Durin slips away completely, Wood, who has nowhere to vent, will definitely aim at himself.

He has never considered himself a police chief to be sacrosanct, and even the Prime Minister of the Empire has been assassinated twice, so how can he, a small local police chief, dare to say that he is not afraid of any threat?

As for pretending not to know anything, there will be trouble too.

Gang warfare has always been a sensitive word, especially for politicians who want their jurisdictions to be peaceful and thriving. If something happens to bring them to their senses, these politicians who are always grinning will never be grinning in their hearts. As the main person in charge of security in Turner, he Plando must be the first to be questioned, and he may also be removed from his post for investigation.

On the one hand, there is the possibility of offending the tycoon and being threatened by the tycoon, and on the other hand, he loses his official hat and the chair under his ass, and he only thinks for a moment before making a decision.

He wants to meddle in this matter, not to mention mediation or anything, and it should be restrained. At that time, no matter who asked, he didn't have much responsibility, after all, he tried his best, but the equipment of the Turnair City District Police Department was outdated, and the officers were old, so he tried his best but still couldn't do anything.

He is not to blame for this!

Thinking of this, he immediately asked his secretary to inform all the officers in the police station, put on their equipment and equipment, and prepare to go. Speaking of this, he remembered another headache, some time ago the two police officers on the night patrol disappeared inexplicably, and the family members of the missing police officers came to the police station to make trouble for several days before he was moved by him, and went back to wait for news. I don't know if these two dead ghosts were killed by someone, or if they did something unsightly and ran away secretly, but left the mess to him.

When all the officers who were able to go on duty were ready to go out, a sergeant in his thirties asked, "Chief, are we going on a bicycle and starting to drive?"

Plando's eyes snapped, "Walk over, of course!"

Some old police officers who were still a little nervous suddenly relaxed when they heard this sentence and walked over?

No problem!

It takes about 15 minutes to walk from 11th Street to Queen Street, and half an hour is too much to walk slowly. When they walked over, I was afraid that the battle would be over, and the corpses would be cold.

Just as these people thought, four cars full of people stopped downstairs in the Doylin property, and Wood's eyelids jumped as he looked at the lifeless house.

"Are you sure they're all in there?", he glanced at Robben as he pushed the door down from the driver's seat, "but I don't think there's anyone inside." ”

Robben also looked at the building on the corner of the street, and through the huge glass window on the first floor, he could see the newly renovated furnishings inside, but he couldn't see a single person. The curtains were drawn on the second and third floors, so you couldn't see inside. He hesitated and looked left and right, when a man in a high-necked trench coat and a bowler felt hat wrapped himself tightly walked out of the alley beside him.

"Are people still in there?", Robben asked.

The man nodded, took the last puff of his cigarette, dropped the butt of the cigarette on the ground, raised his foot and crushed it, "I saw Durin go in with my own eyes, and they haven't come out until now, they must still be inside." ”

Robben looked at Wood, who waved his hand and didn't even say a word, and two men with sticks smashed the window on the first floor and opened it from the inside. At least two dozen people rushed in, each with either a stick or a knife in their hands, and two with pistols in their hands.

After searching the first floor and finding no one, the men rushed down the stairs to the second floor like a wolf, and it was at this time that Durin's men counterattacked.

Several severed stone pillars were thrown from the second floor, and immediately hit several of the fastest rushing guys, either their heads were smashed into flowers, or their legs and feet were broken, and suddenly the wails became one.

In this kind of battle, the best place to defend and the most difficult to attack is the staircase, because the staircase is narrow after all, and it can only pass through two people at the same time. The place where the stairs go up is very open and can accommodate more people, and attacking the minority with the majority always has to take advantage of something. This is the reason why sieges in the era of cold weapons need to be filled with human lives, because the attacking side always fights more with less.

The last person in the crowd rushed up, and saw a figure flashing on the second floor, regardless of whether there was anyone or not, raising his hand and snapping it was two shots. The bullet ate into the wood and swirled the sawdust away, and while the other party shrank his head, someone had already rushed forward.

There was the sound of shouting and killing in the room, and there were occasional gunshots, and after a while, three more cars came speeding from the intersection. As soon as the door opened, there was another group of people, all of whom had come from elsewhere when they heard that Wood had come for revenge. They all had sticks and machetes in their hands, and rushed upstairs with a hello. More than anyone else, they wanted to kill Durin and Graff, both of whom were Jim and Gigi's men, desperate to use their lives to clear the shame of their bosses.

Just when there was a slight movement on the third floor, Robben felt something shake at the bottom of his vision.

Human beings are also an animal, and they are also more sensitive to dynamic things, and when he looks at the place where his attention is attracted, his eyes narrow, and the hairs on his body stand up in an instant, and his scalp is numb!