The Irish were menacing, and a large number of Hello were stationed that night to break into Chinatown, and there was a violent conflict with Dongxing, including the Anliang Chamber of Commerce.

Looking at the weapons and equipment of the other side, it is impossible to say that there is no one behind it.

The most infuriating thing is that that night, the sheriffs who had been pretending to be passers-by completely disappeared, which didn't even care about the end, and insisted that the Irish get rid of the Chinese as soon as possible?

At this time, the forces of all parties in Chinatown showed unprecedented unity, which may also be the reason why the triad hall happened to appear, and when everyone had the backbone and united with the outside world, no one would leave their hands behind.

At this time, leaving your hands means death!

Old Street, Dongxing Tavern, a group of Irish rushed in and fought, Colt and Browning took turns firing, almost indiscriminately.

The crowd screamed and fled, and the drunkards sobered up in an instant, and fled in a hurry.

Bang bang ~ bang bang ~ The Irishman pulled the trigger frantically with a scornful smile.

This group of scum does not care whether they shoot civilians or armed thugs, it makes no difference in their eyes, they seem to be a group of lambs to the slaughter.

What they don't know, however, is that death is quietly approaching.

After Li Yaoyang received the news, he had just finished a battle, and the whole person seemed to have been fished out of the water, sweating profusely, it was winter, and there were snowflakes outside.

He had a cigar in his mouth, a Thompson submachine gun in his hand, a black windbreaker and a black top hat, and he looked a little close to Xu Wenqiang's appearance, and he was almost a scarf.

"Brother Yang, hurry up and go to the old street, something happened, a group of Irish people rushed into the tavern and shot indiscriminately, killing and wounding a lot." Xiao Er said anxiously.

"Let the brothers who are not injured gather, count the ammunition, don't leave your hands behind for a while, and hit your head!"

"Yes!"

Soon, seven or eight brothers gathered around Li Yaoyang, and two others were injured and forcibly driven away by him.

Click, the bullet was loaded, Li Yaoyang squinted and said:

"Brothers, it's our own business how we Chinese fight ourselves, and now that the ghosts are bullying us, and there are already ordinary people who have died under their guns, what should we do?"

The crowd brandished pistols, and the momentum was monstrous:

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

"Very good, target Lao Jie, run forward!"

It's only about three blocks from Lao Cai, and it's about the same speed as a car.

Halfway through the run, Fat Dun'er came over with three or four people:

"Brother Yang, have you also received the news?"

"Well, you're done over there?"

"When it's over, I've chopped up a few little miscellaneous hairs."

One of the brothers grinned:

"Fat brother has changed two axes tonight."

Fat Dun'er glared:

"Don't talk nonsense, keep your energy, and continue to chop foreign devils for a while!"

"Hey, hey! Don't worry, I promise to chop them off. ”

"Damn, that's disgusting!" Li Yaoyang scolded with a smile, and the people who followed the fat dun were all virtuous.

A group of people rushed directly to the tavern in Lao Cai, and those with guns went first, and the bullets were gone, and those with knives and axes went up again.

Li Yaoyang took the lead, and the two Irishmen who stood at the door to let off the wind were sent to the western sky before they could react.

Two gunshots rang out, drowned out by the crisp sound of a typewriter, and the people inside should not have noticed.

Rushing into the tavern, the Irish were still laughing loudly, as if they were proud of their slaughter.

Seeing this, Li Yaoyang raised his gun without saying a word, typewriter vs typewriter, fighting for who has the fastest hand.

Da da da, the unique gunfire of the typewriter rang out again, mercilessly harvesting the lives of the Irish.

Each bullet contained the anger of the Chinese, pouring down on the other side.

A similar situation is happening on the streets of Chinatown, and if someone writes a report about it in a hundred years, it will definitely cause a lot of repercussions.

10 Chinese people together can be worms, but they can also be dragons.

I don't know how many people died that night, but I only know that the people in the sheriff's office finally ran out to finish up, and their faces were like ashes, not scared, but tired.

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"Lee, it must be a good thing for you to come to me at such a big night."

Ricardo yawned, sleepy-eyed, the smell of alcohol on his body had not yet dissipated, and this guy would die from alcohol sooner or later.

Li Yaoyang took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, at night? When the sky was bright, Nima thought that the earth had stopped rotating.

"You better let me in, this winter, I'm freezing to death."

"Yes, yes, please come in."

In the living room, there is a room of fruit girls, sleeping on their backs, and some things will not only not be curious, but will feel tired and crooked.

He frowned, didn't go in at all, turned over and went to the kitchen, took a bottle of wine and drank it.

"What's wrong with you?" Ricardo finally came to his senses.

"You didn't hear the gunshots? Chinatown is in chaos. ”

"Oh~ I know, with the Irish, it's not appropriate, but I'm happy."

"Happy?"

"That's right, you guys fight to the death with the Irish, we hey hand party sit and watch the show, and by the way, we can make a profit, do you think I should be happy."

Ricardo also poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it as soon as he woke up, and he was not afraid to drink to death!

"To be honest, sometimes I don't feel like you're a hey hand."

"Oh? So what am I like? ”

Li Yaoyang pursed his lips and didn't speak, he had the impression that the Heyshou Party had always adhered to several principles, one of which was the law of silence.

The law of silence is one of the highest commandments within the Hey-Hand Party, and no member can infringe upon or violate it.

And this rule is much more than literal silence.

When encountering any form of interrogation, the real members of the Hey-Hand Party can show detachment and calmness that ordinary people cannot have.

Even in the face of the most sinister threats and the most vicious humiliations, they can be calm and calm, and will never be afraid or angry.

They are neither humble nor arrogant, so that they make their opponents suffer from words.

This personality trait of forbearance and self-denial is precisely the most ideal masculinity in the Sicilian culture of the Mediterranean in Europe.

In my impression, Hey Hand Party should be dressed in black, sitting as steady as Mount Tai, with cold and sharp eyes, and similar in appearance and temperament to the 7-point version of Keno Reeves.

No matter what he did, he was almost silent during the whole process, and even when he spoke, he spoke softly, without nonsense at all, and seemed very shrewd and capable.

Ricardo is good, the whole decadent drunkard + complaining little monster, taciturn? He doesn't know in his dictionary that there is such a thing as shutting up.

In addition, there are strict commandments, or gang rules, for official members within the Hey-Hand Party, one of which says that one must respect one's own wife and never covet someone else's wife.

One official member was executed because it was proven that he was having an affair with the wife of his comrade.

When the body was found, a part of his lower body had been cut off and stuffed into his mouth, and he died a horrible death.

In addition, there are almost no women in the Hey-Hand Party, but there are often cases of women temporarily acting as leaders.

These women are usually the daughters or wives of high-ranking party officials, and will temporarily take their place in leadership when their husbands are in prison or when they are killed.

What about Ricardo? Although this guy doesn't specialize in picking wives, there are not a few wives he has slept with.

The only thing in him that can be called a hey hand party may be the only bloodline left.

In the world of the Heyhand, a person must be of Italian descent in order to be a full member of the Heyhand.

In other words, even if a person has been working for the Heyshou for many years, it is still possible that they are "not their people" or have been in the family as a partner.

But then again, from a socio-psychological point of view, the history of Sicilians who have been ruled by different foreign races for thousands of years has made them tend to trust their compatriots or family bloodlines, and are not interested in other values of the same dimension.

Of course, the Hey-Hand system is so large that it's not surprising that Ricardo is as an alternative.

The organizational structure within the Hey Hand Party is based on the family, which is quite realistic in "The Godfather".

In fact, in addition to the famous five major families, the Heyshou family in Quancho has a total of tens of thousands of people, and the nine largest families form a supreme committee to make the final decision.

Each family has a boss who is the top of the Hey Hand family.

The boss's direct report is the executive, equivalent to the CEO of a group, responsible for planning and executing the boss's decisions, usually by absolute cronies to fill this position, Ricardo Moody is such a role!

In third place is the military advisor, who is responsible for strategizing and providing decision-making advice in the chaos, and assists the boss and CEO in managing the organization behind the scenes.

The subordinates of the three decision-making positions are a number of large legions.

Each legion is led by a hall master, who is responsible for commanding the armed forces, directly directing the attack and the execution of the work.

Below the hall master are squad leaders and group leaders, whatever you call them, it is already quite a great thing for ordinary people to reach this level.

The prerequisite for becoming a squad leader is to become a full member, and the process will be very arduous and long, at least ten or eight years before you have a chance to rise.

Moreover, there is a strict control of the number of places, and it must be nominated by the CEO and finally approved by the boss before it can become a full member.

When a person becomes a full member, it means that he has a lot of money, great power, and a deep background that ordinary people can't reach.

Most of the partners are at the grassroots level and must obey the team leader.

They are numerous, spread all over society, and are fighting for official membership.

Non-Italians can also be partners, but it is not possible to become full members.

In the world of the Heyshou Party, the subordinates must completely and unconditionally obey the superiors, and they must do their best to implement the decisions of the superiors, even if they sacrifice themselves.

Those who do not obey will pay a serious price.

This kind of management model with super execution and decisive action has allowed the Heyshou Party, as a minority organization, to open up an unimaginably huge pattern and huge wealth in the ugly country, and it has to be said that it is also a kind of wisdom!

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.