Ten minutes later, the vehicle stopped next to a garbage can.

It is an industrial area surrounded by small factories.

A place like this, accessible in all directions, mixed with fish and dragons, is there anything to escape from quickly.

Strangers often come and go, and it is a high incidence of illegal criminal activities.

Ethan took the gun and put on a bulletproof vest.

"There are two entrances and exits here."

The sound of electric agitation sounded, and Olinsky continued: "There are guards who do not dare to approach, otherwise it will arouse suspicion. ”

"It's not clear how many people are inside."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Olinsky turn out of the corner, his hands in his pockets, his body shrunk like a little old man.

"What's the plan?"

Ethan pressed the walkie-talkie and asked in a deep voice.

"You, Sumner, Orlinsky, go to the back door." Hank soon gave the order:

"I'll go to the front with Antonio and Rusek."

"Everyone, be careful!"

Ethan pushed open the door, his boots on the snow.

Walking briskly, he leaned against the wall of the factory with Olinsky, and Sumner quickly followed.

"Two people."

Olinsky stretched out two fingers and gestured: "It's all big guys, I can't handle it." ”

"Let me come."

Ethan handed the AR15 to Sumner and zipped up his jacket to cover the police bulletproof vest inside.

Under the watchful eyes of the two, he pulled out a box of cigarettes and turned the corner.

Here is a small door, and two Colombian men are sitting on oil drums next to the door, smoking cigarettes.

Under the wary eyes of the other party, Ethan slowly walked over.

He yawned, shook a cigarette out of the cigarette case, and slapped his palm on his body a few times.

"Dude."

Ethan bit his cigarette and asked helplessly, "Can I borrow a fire?" ”

Smokers all over the world are a family, and everyone has experienced this kind of time.

One of the Colombian men pulled a lighter out of his pocket and threw it at him.

"Click."

Take the lighter and light it.

He took a comfortable puff on his cigarette and continued closer to the two men.

"Thank you."

He nodded in acknowledgment and handed back the lighter in his hand.

"You're welcome."

The man stood up and grabbed the lighter.

"Phew."

Ethan bit the cigarette butt and puffed it hard, and the cigarette hit the face of the person behind him like a meteor, splashing a cloud of sparks.

The moment he spat out his cigarette, he threw a punch at the person in front of him.

"Bang."

The fist landed firmly under the base of the ear, and the face was smashed and deformed.

The man snorted and fell limply to the ground.

The guy who was attacked by the cigarette subconsciously closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his pupils contracted like pinpoint tips.

A huge fist, with a strong wind.

"Poof."

Blood flew to the wall with a few teeth, outlining a blood-red arc.

The man's eyes went black and he fell backwards.

Ethan's figure flashed, and he reached out to support his head and gently lowered him.

"The back door is done."

He pressed the walkie-talkie and whispered.

Hurried footsteps sounded, and Olinsky and Sumner trotted over, the former giving a thumbs up.

Ethan shook his hand and took the AR15.

"What about these two people?" Sumner kicked the two men lying on the ground with his toes.

"Don't worry."

Ethan held on to the butt of the rifle and whispered, "They won't wake up in half an hour." ”

"There's too many people here at the front door."

Hank's voice rang out, and he said hurriedly: "There's no way in here, I'll stay here with Rusek, and Antonio will come to support you." ”

After waiting for more than ten seconds, Antonio hurried over.

When he saw the two people on the ground, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up, and he didn't make any movement, and he started very simply.

"Let's go!"

Ethan turned on the radar and took the lead to feel inside.

Enter the back door, and there is a small passage.

The pace of progress was very fast, and the muzzle of the gun followed his movements, pointing quickly at the distance.

Walk through the passage and come to a room.

This should be the rest room of those people, and the bedding next to it is messy, and empty wine bottles are scattered everywhere.

"Squat."

Ethan freed up a hand and swung it down quickly.

On the side of the room, there are half-glazed windows.

Everyone hurriedly bent down, and all of them came to the window to look inside the factory.

The tanker truck that Antonio was driving just now was parked inside, and several people stood on top of the tanker truck shouting and screaming, and the lid had been opened.

They were holding a long iron hook and were hooking it incessantly.

Under the tanker, there were also seven or eight people around.

These people all have guys pinned to their bodies, and they don't look good.

"See Muñoz?" Sumner's eyes rolled quickly and he asked in a low voice.

"Nope." Ethan replied to her, and then looked at Olinsky, "What do we do now?" ”

"Let's do it."

Olinsky thought for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "There's no time, let's arrest people first." ”

"Got it."

Ethan nodded, unscrewing the door next to him.

The four mermaids rushed out, and with the help of the debris outside, slowly approached.

"Found it."

The man on the tanker truck screamed, and quickly lifted the iron hook, and a thick hemp rope soaked in oil was hooked.

The other two grabbed the hemp rope and lifted it up vigorously.

After a while, a long string of things wrapped in plastic sheeting was pulled out of the oil can.

Seeing this scene, the man wearing a black knitted hat standing next to him showed a satisfied smile, and the people under the car also nodded excitedly.

"Chicago Police."

At this moment, a roar sounded, making everyone at the scene immediately feel like they were falling into an ice cave.

"Everyone, don't move."

Ethan flashed half of his body from behind the pillar, he held on to the butt of his gun, and shouted, "Drop your weapon, don't be stupid." ”

"Bang."

After a gunshot, a mist of blood rose from the head of a bald man standing below.

The heavy corpse fell to the ground with the gun in his hand.

"I repeat, don't mess around."

Ethan only pulled the trigger and shook the audience.

"Get down."

“CPD。”

The other three people also rushed out from behind the pillar, next to the machine, and the guns in their hands were firmly aimed at the crowd, murderous.

"Bang bang."

There were also several gunshots at the front door on the side.

"Slivers!"

Three or four heads ran back with a shout, their calves stretched quickly, and their faces were full of horror.

"Da-da-da-da."

Ethan swept the muzzle of the gun, and more than a dozen bullets were fired.

The concrete floor, puffs of smoke and dust, and debris were scattered, so frightened that the few people stopped their pace and looked inside stiffly.

The people here all raised their hands high, and the two groups of people stared at each other.

"Throw the gun away."

Behind the men, Hank's loud roar rang out, and the black muzzle of the gun protruded from the small door next to the roller shutter, flashing a ghostly light.

"Click, click."

Several people who ran from the front door looked at the shallow pits less than a meter away from them, and trembled and threw away the guns in their hands.

The gun fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

If you can hit here, you can naturally hit your body.

If Ethan hadn't been afraid to write a report, the half-shuttle just now would have directly overturned these people.

While everyone's attention was on the guns thrown on the ground, the man in the black knitted hat standing on the roof of the tanker took the opportunity to leap forward, shaking his arms and jumping down.

"Bang."

After a dull sound, his feet hit the ground, and the man rolled forward in a circle to resist the fall.

He quickly got up, used the tanker truck as cover, pulled out a pistol from behind, spread his legs and sped to the side.

In the corner of the factory, there is a secret door.

As long as you can rush through, everything still has a chance.

"Look at them."

Ethan shouted, his footsteps moving quickly to the side.

It's such a big place, he doesn't believe it, and he can let people run away.

"Bump."

A few meters away, the iron bucket splashed a cloud of sparks.

The knitted hat rushed out of the front of the tanker, and the pistol flicked, and fired a random shot in the direction where the footsteps were sounding, hoping to stop the other party's pursuit.

This inaccurate shot made Ethan almost laugh out loud.

Either it was aimed at the hit, or it was crazy to hit.

One is to attack, and the other is to suppress the opponent's firepower.

If you shoot indiscriminately, you can only look flustered and frightened, like a teddy, who will only grin his teeth and be useless with one kick.

"Bang."

Ethan fired back unceremoniously, and the bullet spun around and landed precisely on his arm.

The force of the rotation tore the muscles apart and the bones were broken.

"Fack, Fack, Fack!"

The knitted hat yelled frantically, hugging the broken arm in pain.

The pistol snapped and fell to the ground.

"Bang."

Another gunshot rang out, sending a puff of cement debris at his feet.

The knitted hat jumped to his feet in horror despite the pain.

Since he liked to jump so much, Ethan let him jump enough.

Striding towards the knitted hat, he pulled the trigger on the ground at the same time, and the bullets kept spitting out, landing at his feet one by one, causing the other party to frantically make a high leg raise.

"Bang bang."

A gunshot rang out like this, just echoing in the factory.

The people in the back, still thinking that something had happened, Hank turned his head to look over, the corners of his eyes twitching.

"Huhuhu."

The knitted hat continued to throb, making a rapid breathing sound.

Unbeknownst to him, the gunfire had stopped.

"Were you a kangaroo in your last life?" At this time, Ethan had already walked in front of the knitted hat, and the black barrel was facing his chest:

"Do you still want to jump?"

Ethan patted the bulletproof vest lightly and said with a smile: "There are two spare magazines here, you like to play, we can play for a while." ”

"Please, don't."

The knitted hat stopped and shook his head frantically with a sweaty face.

Looking at the dozen shallow pits under his feet, he swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and he didn't know if it was the opponent's good marksmanship or his own luck.

As long as one shot is not accurate, not only the hands but also the feet must be destroyed.

"Let's go."

Having had enough of playing, Ethan waved his muzzle and told him to get back to the back.

The knitted hat no longer had the intention of resisting, and walked back honestly, but his legs were weak for a while, and he was a little trembling when he walked.

Under the control of others, a dozen people here have already knelt in a row.

They clasped their hands behind their heads, and the scene was spectacular.

"You kneel for me, too."

Ethan kicked on the butt of the knitted hat, and he quickly collapsed, kneeling in the queue, but he could only hold his head with one hand.

"Guys, I have a little question."

He held the AR15 and walked back and forth in the queue: "Excuse me, who is Robert?" ”

"Can anyone tell me? Thank you. ”

The muzzles of the guns shook back and forth in front of the platoon, causing them to dodge in fright, and when they heard the words, a group of people looked towards the back of the queue in unison.

"It turned out to be you."

Ethan walked up to the knitted hat and said with a smile, "It seems that we are quite fateful." ”

Grabbed his clothes hard and dragged him aside.

"What do you want to do?"

The knitted hat twisted its body frantically and looked at Ethan with a look of horror: "I tell you, you can't hit someone, it's illegal for you to do this." ”

Damn, Ethan rolled his eyes.

Just like this, I was scared after being shot more than a dozen times, how to be someone else's boss.

"Be quiet."

Ethan pinched his face: "Where is Muñoz and when will he come over?" ”

"I don't understand what you mean."

The knitted hat gasped and said, "Why is Muñoz here?" ”

"Don't play dumb."

Hank shouted, "I already know, when you arrive today, Muñoz will come here and take his share." ”

"Really?" The knitted hat quickly explains:

"If Muñoz shows up in this place, I'll kill him as soon as possible."

"Plus, he'll make the same choice."

"So, do you still think he's going to be in this place?"

Hearing what he said, Ethan and Hank looked at each other and chuckled inwardly.

Grabbing the knitted cap with his hand firmly, Ethan stared at him:

"Aren't you part of a team?"

"It used to be." The mouth of the knitted hat was pinched crookedly, and he said vaguely: "After Octopus was imprisoned, he still wanted to remotely control me." ”

"He's already an outdated guy, why should I still listen to him, I'm alone now."

Damn, Ethan pushed hard and pushed the knitted hat to Russec in the back.

They were taken advantage of by Octopus, and that guy wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to use their hands to clean up the disobedient people.

Hank naturally thought of this layer as well, and his face became gloomy.

Buzz.

His pockets vibrated and Ethan pulled out his phone: "This is Morgan." ”

"Detective."

Atwater's voice came from the other side: "I have news you should want to know. ”

"On the side of the Kiev sauna, two Ukrainian gang leaders were shot, execution-style headshots, and there were eyewitnesses at the scene."

Atwater slowed down and continued:

"Witnesses saw the gunman, who is Muñoz you are looking for."

"Waterfa?" Ethan clenched his phone: "When did it happen?" ”

"Just now." Atwater hurriedly replied.

Ethan looked at the knitted hat that had been kneeling again, and thought of something: "The two people who died, take a picture and send it to me." ”

"Okay."

Atwater replied, and the phone hung up.

"Who died?"

Hank saw that Ethan's face was wrong, and hurriedly asked.

"It's not about who dies." The mobile phone received messages one after another, and Ethan said with a calm face:

"And who killed it!"

"Atwater called, on the other side of the South End, and found Muñoz, and just as we were acting, he killed two more people."

(End of chapter)