Where there is light, darkness is born.

Before the advent of the Lower Town, the sins of the old Dunling were everywhere in every dark corner, and no matter how many soldiers the Iron Serpent carried, no matter how many dead bodies were thrown into the Thames, nothing changed in the slightest.

The upward steam towers carry the world's most advanced technology through the clouds, and the darkest sins ferment in the fog below, until the appearance of the lower city, where the sins that have nowhere to be vented finally have a place to be released, and all the dark things gather in the filth, and the whole old town is alive in hypocritical holiness.

The lower town is so special that one cannot help but feel mysterious.

Also because of the particularity of the lower city, there are several default rules in the Su Yalan hall, one of which is that the police officer is forbidden to enter the lower city, and the group of outlaws don't care about their own life or death, as long as they have a certain amount of wealth, they will kill a police officer who enters rashly at will.

The mounted police did not dare to enter rashly, they were waiting for the next instruction.

Lorenzo felt not very comfortable in the middle of this, it was obvious that this group of people came for the group of suspects, a perfect cooperation, no matter how much riot they caused in the outer city in order to cover their tracks, as long as they entered the lower city, under the watchful eyes of so many outlaws, the mounted police could only let them go.

Originally, everyone was only at a stalemate with each other, but since Eve killed the gang member, a fight was about to break out.

"Run!"

The situation was urgent, and Lorenzo could only shout this sentence, followed by the piercing gunshots.

The gangsters began to fire, and the miscellaneous firearms, most of which were homemade, were splashed with all kinds of projectiles.

Eve lunged down and rolled behind the remains of the Iron Serpent, her ears ripping at her eardrums with the sound of metal crashing.

Lorenzo hid behind the Iron Serpent before her, he was a man of action, and words always came after action.

"What to do!"

The young detective was visibly panicked, and she couldn't have imagined that her first day on duty would be so exciting.

"Wait, I'll tell you to run in a minute, and you'll run!"

Lorenzo yelled, trying to make his voice as clear as possible from the gunshot. Eve is still useful to him, he can't just let Eve die.

Pointing to the row of mounted police behind her, Lorenzo shouted to her.

"Run there, you are also a police detective, they will not die without help, as long as you cross that line, this group of thugs will not dare to do anything to you!"

This is also one of the rules, people in the lower city are not allowed to enter the outer city, in the old Dunling view they are a group of stowaways, according to the law all police detectives have the power to force any thug who enters the outer city without permission.

It's chaotic, but it's bound by iron laws.

Shrike said all this, and that the Lower Town existed only because of the needs of the old Dunling. Old Dunling is a huge, crazy city, bustling and beautiful, but there is always some garbage to be dumped in, which used to be dumped around every corner, but now it is concentrated in the lower town.

A trash can.

That's how the shrike always described the land he ruled.

The gray-blue eyes hold many secrets, and Lorenzo is a man who is haunted by mysteries.

"Run, girl!"

A slap on her body, too late to feel the softness of the girl, Lorenzo came out with a shotgun in his hand.

Pull the trigger, like a starting pistol.

Eve unconsciously began to believe everything Lorenzo said, and as he stepped out with his gun, Eve ran backwards, gunfire and police whistles, and a new round of chaos unfolded.

The bullet pierced the skull, and the shattered shrapnel knocked down several people nearby, splattering blood everywhere.

The thugs rushed forward with homemade weapons in hand, and although they were only ordered to stop the Mounties from pursuing, now that someone was dead, they had to make Lorenzo and Eve pay.

The rusty blade slashed at Lorenzo and Lorenzo narrowly dodged it, before Winchester roared and smashed his upper body.

They weren't Wall, their bodies hadn't undergone that kind of weird changes, and ordinary flesh and blood couldn't withstand this shot at all...... After all, this weapon was not originally designed to kill.

It was a familiar and exciting feeling, and the unique smell of blood permeated the dirty streets, as if awakened, and I felt that my blood was hot.

Gunfire continued.

Lorenzo was never a good man, this was the conclusion he came to after thinking about it night after night, so he did it without mercy.

The continuous sound of whistles in unison, which is a special iron whistle made by Sualan Hall, can emit different frequency scales, in emergency situations most of the mounted police use this to communicate, just like a simple Morse code, a few different whistles can quickly convey important information.

They're communicating, they're communicating.

Lorenzo had spent a long time learning this top-secret method of communication, and although he couldn't fully decipher it, he could barely understand some of the simple orders of the Iron Sentinel.

A long whistle sounded after a quick whistle, and Lorenzo shattered the head of the strong man in front of him with a single shot, and then felt a little pressure.

He understood the whistle, and the follow-up mounted police were about to arrive.

......

Pres tightened his grip on the reins, looking sad against the wind.

He followed the follow-up mounted police and was quickly arriving in the lower city, Pres didn't care about the case at the moment, and now it was more important than the case Eve.

As Lorenzo said, Eve is a nobleman, and as a senior police detective, Pres was ordered to bring such a newcomer, and he could also see the extraordinary identity of Eve.

Eve couldn't die, and if she did, the damned nobles would flake him alive.

Of course, there was a greater sorrow in Pree's heart, about Lorenzo.

He always felt that he had seen this damn detective somewhere, and after thinking about it, a familiar figure gradually appeared in front of him, and he felt a chill just thinking about it.

Presie was not sure of his own reasoning, but he did not dare to deceive himself like this, the rifle was already loaded and hung on the side, and the revolver with a full load in his waist felt like he was about to go to war.

After all, it's one of the weird things that Downtown might face soon, and it's not an exaggeration to be prepared.

Even now, Prey felt that it was the most heinous case he had ever experienced, with blood soaking the ground in the fog and corpses and blood filling the Thames.

Preece will not forget that figure, one of the main figures in the Red River tragedy, the iron thorn of the shrike.

The rough hand slowly picked up the re-gun, and he could already see the blockade of the mounted police from a distance, and Pres knew that it was coming.

So he picked up the iron whistle on his mouth, and a loud long whistle ran through the red sunset.

As the iron whistle sounded, the mounted policemen who had been watching coldly raised their guns one after another, and the muzzles of the black holes formed a wall of death.

With the roar of bullets in her ears, Eve hadn't looked back since she had run, and she didn't know why she believed Lorenzo, but as if she had followed instinct, she obeyed and lived to this point.

The afterglow of the setting sun poured over the horizon, bathing everything in a layer of bright red. Eve couldn't make out the faces of the mounted policemen, who had their backs to Sunset like pitch-black silhouettes.

After the iron whistle, the guns rang out.

For a moment Eve thought she was going to die, but the bullets swept past her and into the center of the chaos, and then the Mounties began to advance, and the tall horses passed over her and headed for the dirty land.

"Eve!"

Suddenly, someone called to him, and a dark shadow ran past Sunset and came to him.

"Officer Presie!"

Seeing that familiar face, Eve finally breathed a sigh of relief, but then she realized that something was wrong, so much had happened suddenly, and she would definitely not be able to escape the scolding.

"Stand back, this is not the place for you to set foot in now. ”

Preece looked solemn, holding the rifle in his hand, and although he was talking to Eve, his eyes were always in front of him, staring at it.

"I ......"

Eve was about to say something, but was immediately interrupted by Pree.

"That person may be an iron thorn, not something that you, a newcomer, can participate in, get out of the way!"

Iron thorns?

As if something had been touched, Eve seemed to remember the word, but for a moment she couldn't remember what it was, and then Press passed over her, raised the rifle in her hand, and the muzzle of the gun burst into flames.

No matter how violent the thugs were, they were still weak in the face of regular firepower, and the battle lasted for a short time before it ended, the entire area was emptied, and all the arrested thugs were tied to the side.

The impact was bigger than anyone expected, with a fire at Victoria General Hospital, a steam tram derailment, and a firefight.

As night falls, huge zeppelins swim in the sky and cast lights to add light to the dark area.

Preese rode on horseback, clenched his gun in his hand, and scanned back and forth among the arrested thugs.

"Did you find him?"

Another mounted officer approached slowly and said to Pree.

"No...... Sheriff Donas. ”

There was some loss and self-reproach in Pree's eyes.

"I'm sorry, because I had a hunch that I used such a large police force. ”

"It's okay, it's normal for such a big rush to mobilize the police, but it's a pity that I thought I would catch the iron thorn. Sergeant Donas said slowly.

"But Pree, according to our intelligence, Iron Thorn disappeared after the Red River massacre, some say he died in that case, but we didn't find his body, and others say he was sent out of Invig by Beroe. ”

'He's still here, I've always felt something. ”

To the sheriff's question, Pres was adamant.

There was a moment of silence, but the sheriff still trusted Pree's feelings.

"And what is he showing up for this time?"

Sergeant Donas didn't understand that the Red River tragedy had been a black cloud in the Su Yalan Hall for so many years, covering up their so-called honor, the Su Yalan Hall had never given up tracking the Iron Thorn, but nothing had been found, he was about to be forgotten, but now he is back.

"I don't know about the sheriff, but I've always had that feeling. "The usual lazy feeling is gone, and Pres has never been more serious.

"He's always been in Old Dunling, but he's so cunning that no one can spot him even when he passes in front of us. ”