I've done everything, and it's hard to say anything.

The group was all gathered at the top of the staircase, and Burgess quickly uncuffed the handcuffs and helped him handcuff the man's hands and feet.

Ethan then let go of the dagger and stared at the man:

"If you dare to scream, I'll send you a few more years to live in prison, understand?"

Looking at the heavily armed group of people in front of him, the inch-headed man knew that it was useless to resist at this time, so he could only nod slowly.

Ethan let go of his hand and rubbed it against him in disgust.

“go。”

With Hank's order, everyone quickly rushed out.

On top of this, there is a blank factory, which looks extremely empty.

In the middle of a dozen thick cement columns, three or four refurbished production lines are made with tables.

More than 30 female workers are busy working.

There were also seven or eight fierce-looking men, walking back and forth in between, watching their work.

The crowd dispersed, formed a straight line, and quickly surrounded it with guns raised.

"Chicago Police."

Hank yelled, "Everyone, don't move. ”

The people on the other side were startled by this sudden shout, the female workers raised their heads one after another, and the Latin priests also hurriedly turned around.

There were several people with pistols in their hands.

"Throw away your weapons."

The moment he saw the pistol, Antonio shouted with a loud alarm bell.

"Squat."

"Don't move, don't do anything stupid."

"Chicago cop, let me see your hands."

The barrels of the seven black holes were pointed over, and with a shout, the female workers all crouched down.

The Latin priests also raised their hands.

But at any time, there is no shortage of people with iron heads, a dark shadow flashed in the crowd, and the inch-headed man in a black coat spread his legs and fled behind.

"Bang bang."

Several bullets flew out quickly, kicking up columns of smoke and dust two meters in front of the man.

The black coat stopped abruptly, and a fine layer of sweat oozed from his forehead as he looked at the few small pits that had instantly appeared on the ground.

After the gunshots rang out, the female workers screamed one after another.

The Latin Fathers are also completely honest, and the US police will not have the problem of not daring to shoot.

At this time, if anyone dares to jump, just wait to eat the gun.

"Smack."

Ethan walked quickly behind the black coat and slapped him on the back of the head: "Don't move, don't you understand?" ”

"Smack!"

"Do you know that you want to write a report when you shoot a gun?"

"Smack!"

"It's annoying to write a report, do you know?"

"Smack!"

"You're a jerk, you know?"

Four consecutive slaps were drawn, and the black coat squatted down with his head in his hands:

"Stop fighting, I know it's wrong."

Ethan kicked him over, reached for the handcuffs from his body and locked him, his hands quickly groping around him.

If he runs alone, there must be a big problem with him.

The pistol stuck in his waist was thrown aside, and a large bag of things was taken out of his pocket, tightly wound with film.

Ethan checked it, he had to have five or six pounds, no wonder he ran so fast.

"Sheriff."

He shouted back at Hank, tossing the flour in his hand.

The latter took the flour, looked at it, and tossed it aside.

It's a bonus, but it's not their purpose.

Reaching for the other pocket, he pulled out a vise with a lot of blood stains on it.

"Yo!"

Ethan happily held the vice aloft: "If you guessed correctly, we've come to the right place." ”

Seeing what he was holding in his hand, everyone else showed excited looks.

After looking for so long, I finally found the right owner.

"Where is Karaka?"

He flipped the man in the black coat over and asked sharply.

"Here."

Before the man could speak, Irene's shouts came from the side.

He quickly stood up and walked over quickly.

The corners of the factory are full of dust.

Many chaotic footprints led them to a small room next to it.

Erin was standing at the door of the room, looking inside with a complicated expression.

A man in dirty clothes, curled up in the corner of the room, looked at the policemen who appeared at the door.

"Karaka."

Hank followed, looking at the man's missing tail finger palm and sneering.

"Come on, tough guy."

Ethan clapped his fists and walked in: "I hope you don't cooperate with my work." ”

Without waiting for the expected revolt, Karaka seemed to be prepared for such a thing.

Under Ethan's control, he obediently let Erin take him up.

It's just that in his eyes, Ethan doesn't feel good.

This kid gives people the feeling that he is too stunned, and he is completely the kind of energy that doesn't care.

It seems that it is very difficult to communicate.

But having found the right owner, it is always a good thing, and things have to come step by step.

Carrying Caraca out of the small, stinking room, he finally had time to look at the Latin priest's cell phone refurbishment workshop.

On several rows of long tables, there are densely packed mobile phones, not to mention more than a thousand.

The packaging boxes of various mobile phones are piled up, and on the shelves next to them, the refurbished mobile phones are stacked on top of each other.

Picking up the grass and beating the rabbits, this litter of rabbits is really fat enough.

Based on the seizures seen now, BFIPU will definitely not be able to run away with a commendation order.

The pressure brought by the anti-black group can also be reduced a lot.

Erin is calling the main station, as far as the number of people here, four or five escort cars can't handle it, and there are bound to be a lot of people who need to work overtime tonight.

Burgess, who was on the side, inserted Glock back into the holster, inexplicably regretful.

This time, I still didn't get a chance to shoot.

Back at the police station, Ethan and Antonio take him to the garage with Karaka in their hands.

"If I were you, I wouldn't be able to laugh."

Hank opened the iron cage, and Antonio slammed Karaca, who had been smiling all the way, into the iron cage: "Pierce and the monarch gang all know that you killed Russell, do you have anything to say?" ”

"Bang."

Karaka was knocked into the iron net, but he still said with a smile:

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"It's funny, isn't it? In the future, others will learn a lesson, if it's okay, don't step into other people's territory. ”

"Really? Why don't we take you to the territory of the Monarchs. ”

Hank walked in and gave Karaka a hard push:

"What do you think of putting a Caraca sign around your neck and dropping you out of the car?"

Karaka wiped his sore nose and said with a smirk:

"I don't care, hurry up and arrange the car."

"By the way, can you buy me an ice cream on the way, I'm a little thirsty."

"Bang."

Hank kicked him against the cage, his arm shaking, and a crowbar slipped out of his sleeve.

Ethan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly stepped forward to hold Karaka down.

"Shet!"

Antonio cursed and rushed forward.

This is for the sake of Olinsky, he can't care so much, and Hank doesn't dare to be too ruthless in this place.

"You need to admit what you're doing."

Hank slowly approached Karaka and slammed his thigh open with the elbow of a crowbar.

He thrust his arms hard, thrust them in, and then lifted them up hard: "If you don't cooperate, believe it or not, I'll break your eggs." ”

"Ah!!h Karaka let out a high-pitched roar and looked at Hank with a mad look:

"Come on, Mama Farke."

"With a little more force, it's too comfortable."

Ethan looked at Hank suspiciously, he had hooked all the hooks, and he still had the strength to do something.

"Fakyu."

Hank's face couldn't hold back, and he clenched the crowbar and lifted it hard.

The green tendons on Karaka's neck had already burst out, but he still smiled hideously: "Please, is that all you have to do?" ”

What is a real man of steel, this is already an iron egg.

Ethan smacked his tongue, this can be endured, the gangs are really a waste of talent.

"Stop."

If you keep doing it, there will be big problems.

Antonio hurriedly let go of his hand and dragged Hank out of the cage with all his might:

"Enough, don't tell me, you've never seen anyone like this before."

"What kind of people?"

Ethan let go of Karaka's shoulders with some regret and walked out.

Looking at Karaka, who was still smiling, Hank gritted his teeth and said:

"Paranoia, insane!"

He threw the crowbar in his hand to the side with all his might, and the iron rod rattled, rolled twice, and then fell into the corner.

In the garage, Karaka's maniacal laughter echoed.

(End of chapter)