Bang!

The hard gauntlets cracked inch by inch, and the canine-toothed fragments fell to the ground with a clang, and the patrolman's eyes rolled and his heavy body fell to the ground.

A coffee-colored orb flying in mid-air with a propeller noticed the fallen patrolman, and its body cracked up and down, revealing the red and blue light tubes inside, and the sharp siren sounded in the sky.

Li Yan licked his teeth, and the cold waves wrapped his and Carl's bodies together, converging into a huge water ball.

Amid the fierce sirens, the crowd scattered and fled, and suddenly there was a "sudden" burst of steam around the corner of the road, and a blackened tracked steam truck spewed rusty red smoke.

The steam car was completely open-air, and several white policemen in black hats stood on the car, only glanced at the scene from a distance, and immediately pulled out their brass revolvers. Shoot at the water balloon with a yell.

"Coincidence? Or is the security in the city really that high? ”

Li Yan, wrapped in the waves, revealed a sharp eye.

This is the arrogant San Francisco, not the Red Flag Nanyang, nor the Dragon and Tiger Ming who can pacify the official body and run rampant in the Six Mansions.

The strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, it has been entangled for a long time, or it has made a life basket. It will only bring more trouble to Li Yan's actions.

It's not yet critical to turn his cards, and he should exercise proper restraint......

Gunfire roared, and bullets made huge waves on the surface of the water balloon. Eventually, the water balloon burst like a giant soap bubble, splashing and spilling water trails on the irregular granite of the road. And Li Yan and Carl actually disappeared mysteriously.

The patrolmen hurriedly got out of the car to investigate the situation of the unconscious and wounded, and some of them blankly took their guns and aimed around, but they could not see half of the suspicious figures.

Steam police cars spewing smoke gathered more and more from all directions, encircling the entire street entrance.

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"Thirty years ago, Liang Hui just came to San Francisco. He and six piglets are crammed into a chicken coop-like house. My father took me to see him for the first time, in a stuffy room with only a few smoking guns and a red-faced idol. Liang Hui wore barre-chested pants and flattered my father like a dog, and he was given a pistol and five sharpened daggers. ”

The man who spoke had a pale Irish face, deep-set eyes, and chilling blue eyes. The backs of his bare hands were tattooed with anchors and flames, his rough skin was red from alcohol, and his head was covered with blue veins.

The Irishman took off his felt hat and the handkerchief from the pocket of his striped jacket. After wiping his nose, he said vaguely: "Thirty years later, he is so old that he is dying, but he connived at his subordinates to kill me, rob my goods, and try to implicate my business." ”

Across from him sat a capable man in his thirties, with black hair, yellow skin, a crisp suit, and neatly folded red squares in his breast pockets.

"I've heard Master Hui talk about it. At that time, your father, Ivor Sr., and another group of Irishmen were in a fire, and there were many dead and wounded. When he was taking the scapegoat, old Ivor thought of us who had just arrived in San Francisco. That night, the steam guard drove into Chinatown, and more than a dozen Chinese who had signed the indictment documents died in prison. Your father promised to give Hui Ye a large sum of money, or the equivalent of opium, and Hui Ye asked your father for a pistol and five daggers. ”

The man was close to the table, and the red scarf on his chest was brightly colored.

"That night, Guan Erye gave a dream to Hui Ye, and he said that we don't owe you anything."

In front of the round table, the people on both sides were clearly distinguished, and the swords were tense.

The man in the red scarf shrugged his shoulders: "Of course, since Master Hui said that we should return the goods and gold to you, we will definitely do so." ”

He beckoned, and one of his men pulled open the black cloth, and the boxes piled up several meters high were untouched, and a small leather case stood on it.

"It's all here?"

Little Ivor asked coldly.

"Call your people to dot."

Red scarf man

Little Ivor raised his chin, and behind him a bald head in a monster-backed vest stepped forward and opened a wooden box containing well-wrapped brown paper.

The bald head turned and nodded to little Aifu before grabbing the little suitcase.

The man in the red scarf pretended to relax and stretched, he took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, groped for the matchbox with his hand, and said to little Ivor casually: "Hui Ye's illness has improved a lot recently, he heard that the main god of the Deep Sea Church, Thomas, has given the world a gift, and wants to ask you, is there any possibility of joining the association?" ”

Little Ivor tilted his head disdainfully: "Doma's brilliance will never shine on the head of the vile Yellow Peril." ”

The man in the red scarf suddenly copied a revolver from under the table, and the huge impact of the bullet blasted little Ivor to the ground.

"Collar Mother Cover Purple!"

The man in the red scarf scolded fiercely in Chaoshan dialect.

The bald head of the vest opened the small suitcase, but saw a full of pebbles, followed by the sound of gunshots, and the two sides immediately fell into a scuffle!

The bald man turned his head and roared, and pounced on the red scarf man like a bear, his python-like arms noosing around his neck!

The man in the red scarf struggled desperately, his neck bone rattling with an overwhelmed sound, and in desperation, he turned the muzzle of the gun with his arm and pulled the trigger sharply.

Bang!

The bald man stepped back a few steps, and the red scarf was also torned off his arm by the huge recoil, and the whole person threw himself on the round table, blushing and inhaling desperately.

In a trance, he turned over and let go of the chair that had been smashed over, but his neck was pinched vigorously and hung in the air!

Bound around his neck was a giant more than two meters tall, with fins and tentacles on his face, and a pair of sensen's teeth exposed. Looking at the torn vest and small bloody holes in his ribs, it was the bear-like bald man just now.

A scaly hand climbed onto the table, and little Eif stood up, his skin paler, his eyes red, his neck covered with shocking scales, and a crumpled bullet falling from his forehead.

The man in the red square scarf opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and his hands and feet couldn't help but tremble.

"You just ......"

Little Ivor had a cruel smile on his face, he picked up the cigarette that the man with the red scarf dropped on the ground and put it in his mouth, still in an incomparably vague tone, but with a piercing ferocity: "What did you just say?" ”

Clang~

A domestic double-gun lighter lit a cigarette for little Ivor from behind.

The smoke from the pinch blurred little Ivor's vision, and there were already corpses all over the ground behind him!

Tick~

Blood droplets smashed against the tiles, and the edges of the blood flowers were like tentacles.

The two knives of the owl kiss, which were still bleeding, were pinned behind his waist, and Cha Xiaodao whispered in Little Iver's ear: "He said nmcb." ”