The City of Steel was once one of the most prosperous cities in the United States and a city of global attention.

Now, with the changing times, this once beautiful metropolis has decayed to the point of being given a new name.

Dead City!

As the law and order environment deteriorated, the number of police officers in the city decreased year by year.

Almost all of the city, white people below the middle class, were forced to leave, and the ghetto was left with a large number of millions of blacks who were living on the relief of the political axe.

This has led to the current situation as a result of the city's finances, which have been forced into debt, and the fact that public spending has been cut to prioritize the welfare of blacks.

The more crime a neighborhood is, the less police force it can have! Equipment, even inferior to the local gangsters!

However, the Steel City SWAT Brigade is an exception in the police department.

This 300-strong SWAT team, mostly composed of retired soldiers and former special forces, is equipped with armaments that are not inferior to the regular army, and has been trained in the best counterterrorism in the United States!

As for the reason, it has to do with the local dark forces, as the organizers of the most popular black boxing tournaments, they hope to have a white force that can be used as their spear to deal with those disobedient organizations above board, and in the name of righteousness!

As a result, this SWAT team has been able to receive strong financial support.

Now, the SWAT team of this steel city is fully dispatched and approached the door of a club where Zhang Fan is located.

The reception at the door, who had already received the order, hurriedly opened the door, bowed and welcomed this group of heavily armed and men-threatening men to rush into the club.

In the box, the fat pig Basque had already begun to sweat, and the plaid shirt on his body was already soaked.

He, clearly felt that something was wrong, the local gangster boy with a smile on his face who received him in front of him was too enthusiastic, and the worst thing was that the eyes of the two warriors beside him became more and more wrong as time passed.

In addition, Basque knew that those two warriors could not be owned by the other party, and he was even more suspicious, those two were only afraid that they were people in the Thunder God Temple, and this time they came here to give themselves and that sail a dismount!

Just when Zhang Fan didn't realize it, just holding the two blonde beauties and giggling, suddenly, a beautiful girl took the lead in screaming.

Then, the lights in the box were turned off and dimmed.

Zhang Fan's body tightened, and he hurriedly changed into equipment and let go of his five senses.

Syllable!

After a short period of darkness, the lights were turned off and the club manager who had been receiving Basque and Zhang Fan fell to the ground spitting blood, frightening the beauties to flee one by one with a panicked look.

"What's going on!" Zhang Fan asked loudly.

A voice, but it was louder than Zhang Fan: "Fat pig Basque, I received you kindly, but you killed my manager, what do you want to do!" ”

Outside the door of the box, a white-haired old man rushed in with a large group of men in black suits, surrounded Zhang Fan, Basque and others, and immediately buckled off a big hat.

"It's Al, the well-deserved underworld boss of this neighborhood, behind him...... It's the Temple of Thunder! The fat pig Basque said the identity of the person in front of him, and his face turned pale.

Damn, framing them like this all at once, this is not going to let them out alive at all!

"Basque, what's going on?" Zhang Fan approached the Basque Country, and he looked at the situation around him, and he also felt that something was wrong.

"You kid, this time it's unlucky, I'm afraid that the Thor Temple doesn't believe that you will give up the championship at all, this time you asked us to come, just set a trap and wait for us to jump, hey, my Basque is really unlucky with you this time!"

"What are you afraid of, these people, watch me beat them all!"

Zhang Fan said loudly, putting on a posture, and the murderous surname of the Black Panther Warrior could be regarded as completely stimulated by it.

"Get down!"

Zhang Fan let out a loud shout, rushed into the midst of those black suits, easily avoided the pistol bullets they raised in their hurry, and faced these men in suits, that is, one punch and one without negotiation.

Zhang Fan fought happily, and none of those black suits could support a move.

However, Al also had a back hand, and after pressing the controller, the entire luxury box wall suddenly collapsed, completely exposing the club's lobby.

Smack!

The dense red dots were fixed on Zhang Fan, and the automatic rifles of hundreds of special police officers were aimed at Zhang Fan.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, but he still reacted quickly, and immediately jumped up and hid in a stone pillar to avoid the fire strafing that completely ignored the black suit on the ground, "I wipe, what's going on?" Although Zhang Fan was fast, he still didn't dodge the sniper bullets fired by several powerful scramlers in the SWAT.

After these bullets broke through the leather armor, they were squeezed out just inch into the muscles, but Zhang Fan found that his body was a little uncomfortable.

"Poisonous!" Zhang Fan understood for the first time that these bullets were fed with poison!

Zhang Fan immediately took out the antidote, drank it, and immediately felt a lot more relaxed.

"The other party was shot five times, even if the clothes on his body were weird, but the impact of the bullet should have made him lose his combat power."

In the SWAT team, a two-meter-tall white man said in a rough voice, his eyes were firmly fixed on Zhang Fan's hiding place, the heavy sniper rifle in his hand was easily held by him, and he said confidently: "And even if he is physically talented, our bullets also have red snake saliva, one milliliter is enough to poison a hundred adults!" ”

"Very good, send two people over and catch them alive." Behind the white man, the two masters of the Thunder God Temple raised their heads and ordered.

The two SWAT officers ran over quickly, and they were close to the stone pillar, but before they had time to react, they were grabbed by Zhang Fan and hit the stone pillar with a dull sound, and then Zhang Fan climbed up the ceiling along the stone pillar, knocked down the ceiling with a punch, and jumped on the roof of the club.

As soon as he ran to the rooftop, Zhang Fan saw a man in black, who landed in front of him from a distance like a wild goose, and with a wave of his hand, several lightning bolts slashed out of his hand, and with a crackle, he actually shot Zhang Fan down.

"Bump!"

Zhang Fan, who fell to the ground, snorted, and just wanted to get up, he was trampled on the spine by the man in black, and had to lie on the floor again, unable to move.

"Uncle Ignatius, you're so good, as soon as you make a move, you'll defeat this thing!"

Seeing Zhang Fan fall to the ground, the blonde boy, who had been watching outside, walked over with his men and horses.

Those special police officers all recognized this young master of the Thunder God Temple, and hurriedly dispersed to let him approach.

"Young master, this guy has brute strength, as long as the young master has mastered the Thunder God tactics, it will be easy to deal with him." Ignatius, the man in black bowed slightly and said gently.

"Young Master, what are you going to do with this guy?" Next to the blonde man, a bald fat man asked.

"Hmph, go and ask, what is his origin?" Next to the blonde boy, an old man in Tang costume was a little cautious, and when he saw that Zhang Fan could actually detoxify, he couldn't help but have a few more eyes.

"Yes." The fat man hurriedly ran over, grabbed Zhang Fan's hair and asked, "You kid, which force is under the command!" Don't look at it, who are we, even the face of my Thunder God Temple, you dare not sell it! ”

"The Temple of Thunder? What the hell is this! Zhang Fan scolded: "I am me, no one else!" ”

"Yo, still don't admit it?" The fat man's eyes flashed with a hint of light, and he wanted to release the poisonous insects on his body to torture Zhang Fan, but he saw a man in a suit walking briskly from the Basque Country and whispering.

From the man's mouth squirming, the fat man knew that it was a word, the one that the fat man had heard and seen the most in the last few hours--Divine Grace Office!

"God...... Divine grace? The fat man looked at Zhang Fan, and a flash of panic flashed in his eyes: "This guy is also a person from the Divine Grace Office!" ”

"Hmph, what about Divine Grace, this is our territory!" The blonde boy saw that his subordinates were a little flustered, and couldn't help but say loudly: "If I kill one of their people, do they dare to turn the sky upside down!" ”

(To be continued)