Sixteenth Street is located on Sixteenth Street in the city of Westchester.

The base camp is an old six-story apartment building, and the walls on the outside have peeled off in some places, making it look very old.

The surface is painted with rebellious graffiti in the style of hippies.

Outside the building, more than twenty fair-skinned able-bodied young people gathered, who had the ideals of superiority and joined the lowest level of Sixteen Streets, which were placed outside to intimidate those ordinary people.

So that they would rather take a long detour than choose to cross the street.

This group of people has a low status, but their attack power is not weak at all.

During this special period, everyone has a gun in their pocket.

Whenever any African-American members of Manhattan came by, they would judge that they were going to war and shoot them directly.

That's what the above commanded them.

The elite and backbone of the Sixteenth Street stayed in the building, and most of them lived on the third floor.

Below the third floor, there were arms, illegal drugs, and children purchased by Sixteenth Street and the Victoria Company.

There are men and women.

As for the type of medicine lady that needs to be posted, Sixteen Street usually does not take the initiative to do it, and will only provide corresponding services to customers.

They don't do that when no one points out that they need a medicine lady.

……

The room on the top floor of the building, near the west, is the bedroom of Lille Asja, the boss of Sixteenth Street.

He is 1.98 meters tall and has a strong physique, and it seems that he can kill a cow with a single punch.

Six o'clock in the morning is not enough time for the boss to work.

Lille lay in bed and fell asleep.

To his right and left are two blonde, white-skinned college girls.

This kind of female college students who are not deeply involved in the world and are full of rebellious atmosphere are best abducted, and they don't even need to spend money, as long as they show their strength, they can take the initiative to come up and dance belly dance.

Thundered~

Hearing something strange, Lille got up.

Recently, there have been small conflicts between the gangs on Sixteen Street and Manhattan, and they have not done it for a long time, but there are people pressing it above.

The police chief does not want a bad incident to break out in his own jurisdiction.

But outsiders often don't talk about local rules.

Lille had been worried about a surprise attack, so he left the two girls around him and strode to the window.

Through the glass, he saw a military helicopter gunship flying towards him.

Any tasks?

Lille doesn't think this helicopter is looking for fault with Manhattan.

He scratched his head and noticed that the helicopter was approaching the mansion.

You shouldn't be coming at yourself, right?

Lille thought, and quickly put this possibility aside, knowing that Sixteenth Street was covered by Mr. William.

If the government really wants to take any action, it will also notify in advance, and it is impossible to affect the 16th Street at all.

He wanted to go back to sleep, when a rope fell to the window.

Lille's pupils widened.

At that moment, he instinctively sensed that something was wrong, turned around, and the muscles of his feet tensed, like a spring pressed to the extreme, exploding in an instant.

The man rushed to the bedside.

Lille wanted to open the drawer and pull out his matching gun.

There was a soft thud, a bullet shattering the glass, and a deadly sound struck.

Lille immediately changed direction and quickly flew towards the doorway, revealing a series of bullet holes in the wall.

"Ahh The two blonde women on the bed screamed, but in this cry, it was not frightened, but fanatical.

The exciting plot and pictures like a movie have always been their dreams, and seeing this scene, it's worth dying!

The best enemy is brutal, hard, and ravage them to their heart's content!

……

In the midst of the lightning, Lille rushed to the door, trying to open the door and call for reinforcements.

The grenade-shaped object landed in front of him in a high trajectory, and his actions were predicted in advance by the shooter.

Lille didn't see the safety pin, and a cold sweat immediately broke out, and he slapped the thing against the wall, and a large amount of white smoke came out.

It was a smoke bomb, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterward, a vicious wind rushed forward from behind, and Lille could not continue to open the door, so he spun his left foot and kicked backwards with his right whip leg.

It was at this time that he saw clearly what the person who attacked him looked like.

The men wore dark blue uniforms with the distinctive New York City Police Department insignia and logo.

He has a young appearance, sharp eyes, and a fierce fighting style.

In the face of his whip leg, this one didn't even dodge, but rushed forward, like a flash of lightning coming first, and threw a punch at close range, "Brute bull." ”

Bang!

The man's fist struck Lille in the chest before the whipleg arrived.

Lille felt as if his chest had been hit hard by a ferocious bull.

"Hmm."

The heart seems to stop at this moment.

The sharp whip leg also became a little softer, and was immediately blocked by the opponent with his elbow, and then leaned forward, pressed all his strength on the shoulder, and slammed it into his chest.

"Wow!"

Lille spat out a mouthful of blood, breaking several bones, and his tall body suddenly lost the ability to resist.

The whole person slipped against the door.

"Boss."

"When they come in, you're dead."

"Don't even come in!"

Lille turned his head and roared, reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, stared at him viciously, and said, "Good boy, you have a kind, what's your name?" ”

The other party straightened up and said very calmly: "Aaron Bushknight of the New York Police Department."

Lille, you're arrested. ”

"Haha."

Lille let out a disdainful laugh and said, "You guy actually said I was arrested, who do you think is behind me?" ”

"Of course you know, where is the information you put in contact with former President William?"

A smile broke on Lille's face, and his expression became suspicious, someone dared to do such a thing at Mr. William, what was the origin of the other party?

When he was suspicious, Aaron was not polite, stepped on his chest, and said coldly: "It is impossible for a person like you to have no record of the transaction with William, and you can honestly hand over your records." ”

"Dreaming."

Lille shook his head and handed over the records, there was really no place to die.

He was sentenced to death for all counts and sentenced to decades at most.

With his physique and the relationship behind it, he can also live well in prison, and there is no need to be a tainted witness.

Aaron is also very clear about this.

He didn't expect the other party to be honest at all, and slammed a ferocious fist into Lille's face, and then grabbed the blonde hair and pressed it viciously and dragged it away.

Aaron has no kind of politeness to this kind of scum.

The suffering this guy has suffered is nothing compared to the suffering he has inflicted on others.

Aaron slammed his fist into Lille's right palm and crushed his little thumb bone with all his might, and roared, "Say! Where is your information hidden?! ”

Ten fingers connected to the heart, Lille's brain lost all ability to think, and begged for mercy: "I said, I said, it's all in my computer." ”

"Password!"

Aaron pinched his broken pinky finger again.

Lille wailed, "Ahhhh 354712 h ”

Although people think they can withstand torture, it turns out that 99% of human beings do not have that iron will.

……

"I've sent the data to Borg and asked him to take it back."

"Aaron, can you do it alone?"

"Mayor David, rest assured, I'm not dying that easily."

Aaron smiled, as if he wasn't surrounded by layers on Sixteen Street.

In order to ensure swift action, he had previously proposed that the two men take a helicopter gunship to raid the building.

Capture the king and decapitate it alone, without giving the enemy any chance to react.

The stakes are high, and the time gained is enough for the people behind the scenes to react.

"I'll send someone to pick you up right away, and until then, hold on."

"Yes."

Aaron laughed even more happily.

Lille was next to him, he glared and said with a crazy expression: "You madman, do you think you are making a hero movie in Hollywood?" Do you think you can sweep away the darkness by catching me?

You will die, I will die, and all will be killed by Mr. William.

Heaven and earth, no one can save you!! ”

"William has died at the hands of Dior."

Lille froze, unable to believe his ears.

Aaron said calmly: "Times are changing, and the darkness of the American rulers is no longer unshakable. ”

This became more and more convinced of this when Aaron arrived in New York City.

Because Aaron walks on the streets of New York, he doesn't need to worry about someone pulling out a gun to shoot at any time, and it is impossible to see someone's used needle on the ground.

People become harmonious and supportive, skin color becomes unimportant, and all ethnic groups are able to find common ground while reserving differences.

That's the utopia in Aaron's mind.

Twenty-five-year-old Aaron was born into a military family, and when he became an adult, he chose to follow in the footsteps of his father and grandfather and join the army to serve the country.

It's just that after joining the army, Aaron found that the United States was different from what he thought.

Thanks to the Air Force Intelligence Section, he was able to gain access to many shady scenes at the top of the military.

The current United States does not need people to protect it at all, but rather needs someone to contain foreign threats to other countries.

In this world, it is the United States that is causing wars everywhere and hindering peace, freedom, and democracy.

His father, his grandfather, and even him were silent complicits in the crimes of war.

Aaron once wanted to retire early, but he didn't know how he would pick up his beloved America from the quagmire of crime after retiring.

He is in charge of intelligence, and he knows too well the atmosphere of public opinion in the United States.

Free speech is all fart.

In the confusion, he was involved in the Vincent incident, and then, without doing anything, he was forced to retire by Air Force One.

To be honest, Aaron has to thank Nate for the distrust in his heart, and it was the expulsion that allowed Aaron to find the real way.

He put on his police hat and looked at it with a determined eye that only Mayor David as president could steer the country down the right path.

Aaron is willing to fight for that goal!

(End of chapter)