Although Sir Zhang pays attention to efficiency in his work, after all, the time to get the news is still a little slow.
On the other side, Sir Zhang's target Peterson and others had reached a consensus. Without finding a better target, they decided to arrest McCall for questioning.
Half an hour before Zhang Pin found Natasha.
As usual, McCall brought his books to the restaurant to finish his dinner, and then started reading as a habit.
At this moment, a strong man dressed as a decoration worker walked into the restaurant carrying a plastic bucket.
He sat down next to McCall and said, "Bring me a beer, I'm exhausted today."
When the strong man arrived, apart from McCall, the only other person left in the restaurant was the restaurant owner.
After hearing the brawny man's arrangement, the boss quickly handed over a large glass of beer.
The strong man took a sip of wine, and then ordered a lot of food that needed to be cooked freshly. Then the boss went into the back kitchen to get busy. McCall and the strong man were the only two people left outside the restaurant.
McCall: "Are you waiting for anyone else?"
McCall had already put down the book in his hand when the strong man ordered, but because the strong man kept one hand in the plastic bucket and there was a distance between the two sides, he did not act rashly.
After seeing the boss go into the kitchen, he reminded him aloud.
"What?" When the strong man heard McCall's words, his face was a little surprised. After a pause for a few seconds, he showed a look of confusion.
"You don't look like a decoration worker. A decoration worker has a hard day's work, but he doesn't have hands as clean as yours."
McCall directly pointed out the opponent's flaws.
"That's right!"
When the strong man heard McCall's words, he subconsciously raised his hands. His fingers were thick and strong, and their jaws were calloused, but just as McCall said, these hands were very clean.
"Farke, I just said there is no need to pretend, old guy, stand up and follow me out, otherwise I don't mind beating you into a hornet's nest here."
The strong man was naturally found by Peterson and others.
Their goal was naturally to capture McCall and torture him to find out if there was someone behind him targeting them.
McCall watched the strong man approach step by step. He was still sitting on the chair, but his body had become tense.
"Stand up, slowly and don't make any misunderstandings, otherwise I will really kill you, do you understand?"
The strong man had already walked to McCall's side. The hand that was originally placed in the glue bucket had now been taken out, and he even held an automatic short shotgun in his hand.
McCall's eyes kept moving back and forth between the muzzle of the muzzle and the palm of the strong man. He was obviously evaluating his response when facing the muzzle.
Didi——
At this moment, a bus suddenly stopped in front of the restaurant, blocking the view of the restaurant.
Since Peterson and others were planning to arrest someone, they were naturally well prepared.
Just because there were surveillance cameras in and around the restaurant, in order not to reveal their identity, they only sent one strong man in, while the others deliberately waited in ambush outside the restaurant.
They could clearly see the strong man's actions from outside.
After the bus stopped, it directly blocked their sight.
So a driver couldn't help but blow his horn, trying to remind the bus driver to drive away quickly.
Who knows, when the car horn sounded, the strong man subconsciously glanced outside.
call--
McCall took action instantly.
He grabbed the book he brought and smashed it directly on the back of the strong man's hand holding the gun.
"ah--"
The strong man was caught off guard and was hit on the back of his hand, so he subconsciously pulled the trigger.
Puff puff puff——
The submachine gun fired a series of bullets in an instant, one of which even grazed McCall's thigh, but McCall had already stood up.
Bang——
He picked up the book again and hit the strong man on the wrist. At the same time, he raised his foot and hit the other man's crotch hard.
After receiving this set of combos, the strong man subconsciously let go of his submachine gun and bent down to reach out to protect his second brother.
But McCall didn't even grant him this wish. He strangled the other man's neck and pressed the strong man on the table.
Boom——
Then he picked up the hard-covered book and hit the strong man's neck hard.
Click——
There was a crisp and loud sound of bones breaking, and the strong man's whole body went limp for an instant, and then he fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.
Poof——
After McCall killed the strong man, he quickly picked up a table knife and inserted it directly into the wall socket of the restaurant.
As a burst of electricity sounded, the entire restaurant instantly experienced a short-circuit trip, and then fell into darkness.
At this time, McCall glanced at his bleeding thigh with an ugly expression. He casually picked up a black napkin and tied his wound, and then observed the situation outside.
Seeing the car lights outside, McCall squatted down subconsciously, and then glanced at the submachine gun next to him.
But what made him relieved was that as the bus left, the people in the opposite car showed no intention of getting in.
Seeing this, McCall took the initiative to open the door and walked out facing the car.
After walking out of the door, McCall took a special look across the street.
After confirming that the camera was still working normally, he took out his mobile phone and took pictures of a car on the other side of the road while looking coldly at Peterson who was sitting in the car.
Then he took the initiative to walk to a small alley not far away where there were no cameras.
Peterson: "Catch him, don't let him get away! Remember, no witnesses."
Seeing McCall take the initiative to walk towards the alley, Peterson felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart.
But even now, he is unwilling to make too much noise.
No matter how arrogant they are, they are just gangs after all, not to mention that this is a metropolis in America, and the overlord is the LAPD. Although Peterson relies on the gangsters in the LAPD to help him do things, if the influence is too great, the gains will naturally outweigh the losses.
Although he looked down on Frank and others, he also knew that in Luoji Mountain, he could only rely on these people, at least for the time being.
Unlike Peterson, who was cautious and cautious, Frank and others took on the guise of the LAPD. When dealing with McCall, who looked like an ordinary person, their actions were actually more aggressive.
In fact, they were originally going to go into the restaurant as LAPD officers and take McCall away, but Peterson had to consider his boss Pushkin, so he stopped their actions.
Although Frank and others acted quickly, they failed to achieve good results in the end. Peterson: "At least we are sure of one thing, this guy is not simple."
Half an hour later, Peterson stood in the house where McCall lived, looking at the empty room inside. Not only was there no disappointment on his face, he was actually a little excited.
Frank and others who were following him were not as optimistic as he was.
Peterson is not from Luoji Mountain, nor does he live in Luoji Mountain. He came here this time only at the invitation of Pushkin to help him investigate the murder of his subordinates.
Now that McCall has surfaced, everyone who was originally just suspicious has been able to confirm that Modo and others were probably killed by McCall and the forces behind him.
In this way, for Peterson, although the goal of deterring other forces in Luoji Mountain has not yet been achieved, things can be considered to be progressing rapidly.
The position of Frank and others is different.
Their main job is still the LAPD, they just received Pushkin's dirty money, so they became the other party's protective umbrella.
Now they suddenly discovered that McCall's identity was mysterious, and even they couldn't investigate the other party's details, so inevitably, several people felt guilty.
These people know their own situation, and their biggest reliance is the skin on their bodies. But since McCall can make his identity so seamless, there is a high probability that he is someone from a certain system in America.
If the other party uses the rules of the system to do things and causes them to lose their identity as LAPD, the situation for those people will naturally become difficult.
Frank: "We will definitely find him and then kill him."
After discovering McCall's mysterious identity, Frank and others hoped that McCall would die sooner than Peterson did.
Peterson: "Very good, you are responsible for finding people. I will find a way to mobilize a team of people, otherwise I am worried that the matter will fail."
For Frank and others to take the initiative, Peterson is naturally happy to see the results.
He was also worried about provoking the wrong people, but the two sides had reached this point now, and it was useless to worry, so Peterson was ready to strengthen his side.
He found a whole team of mercenaries through special channels.
The mercenary leader Peterson found had long hair and glasses, but he didn't have any sense of literature or elegance. Instead, he looked like a ridiculous gorilla.
"Let me say it first, since you have found me, no matter whether we do it or not, the money must be paid to us in full. Also, our charges are very expensive, so I will get the deposit tonight."
The mercenary boss and Peterson chose to meet in a restaurant.
When the other party saw Peterson's tattoos all over his body, not only was he not afraid, but he was like a lion, ready to take a bite out of Peterson's body.
Peterson: "Money is not an issue, but you have to help me find people."
Peterson was not impressed by the mercenary lion's open-mouthed behavior.
He directly took out a box and placed it on the table: "Before that, let me take a look at the previous assessment of you."
Peterson said as he opened the box, which contained a box full of U.S. dollars.
When the mercenary boss saw the dollar bills, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Don't worry about us doing our work."
As the guy spoke, he took out some photos and handed them over.
"I dug out the testicles of those two guys and let them swallow them. Then I put their bodies in the parking lot of the detective station, along with the evidence of their money-making over the years.
"
Before Peterson made an appointment to meet with the mercenary boss, he had already arranged a task for him.
Hearing what the mercenary boss said, he didn't say anything, but reached out and picked up the photo that the other man pushed over.
In the photo, there is a black policeman with a beard who is responsible for collecting intelligence, and there is another black policeman who is closer to the bearded policeman.
Both of them had no clothes on their bodies, were covered in blood, and their eyes were lifeless. They were obviously too dead to die.
The reason why Peterson killed the two men was because they took Pushkin's money but did nothing. Modo and others were not just simple chicken heads.
They go to great lengths to maintain a group of underage escorts, not just to earn some hard money from their bodies.
In fact, the biggest role of those underage escorts is to accompany some very powerful people in Luojishan and even America.
It was precisely because of his connections with the upper echelons that Pushkin was able to make a lot of money in America.
As a result, these two guys collected a large amount of money from Pushkin every year, but they did not play their due role.
And they also set up barriers when Peterson wanted to investigate.
In the view of Peterson and others, McCall's identity is mysterious and he must be a figure in some important organization. The sudden attack on Modo and others is obviously sending some kind of signal.
They probably couldn't figure it out. McCall only saw Lily being pitiful and misjudged the identities of Modo and others, which led to the current misunderstanding.
After reading the photos provided by the mercenary boss, Peterson nodded with satisfaction: "Very good."
As he spoke, he covered the box on the table and pushed it over: "Now we can talk about what you want to do next."
"Wait a minute, I need to go to the bathroom." But at this moment, the mercenary boss suddenly felt an urgent need to urinate, and he hurriedly got up and walked towards the bathroom.
One minute later.
Clang——
Zhang Pin directly threw the mercenary boss's broken glasses on the table where Peterson was sitting: "He can't come back."
Peterson glanced at his blood-stained glasses, then looked up at Zhang Pin, who was wiping the back of his hands with a napkin.
"Say your purpose."
Peterson's face became serious.
He deliberately approached the mercenary boss at this time, so he naturally knew the strength of the other party.
That guy was as strong as a bear. If he didn't use a gun, he could easily beat ten well-trained soldiers with his bare hands.
Judging from the glasses Zhang Pin threw and the blood stains on the back of his hands, Zhang Pin took down the opponent with his bare hands.
And judging from the time, it is estimated to be less than ten seconds.
Peterson himself is also a master, so he subconsciously suspected that besides Zhang Pin, there must be others here.
"There's no point in killing me. Mr. Pushkin will find someone else to kill me."
Although Peterson's face remained calm, the words coming out of his mouth already had a hint of submission.
"It doesn't matter. I have made a series of plans on how to deal with you. I heard that Mr. Pushkin has a big business and must have many strongholds in Luoji Mountain. If you don't want to talk, then I will
Scan them one by one."
Zhang Pin smiled and then continued: "Tooth for tooth, eye for eye, violence for violence, that's what they say, either you kill me or wait until I destroy your business. Of course, you can also
Think I'm bragging."
"Or you can call your boss and ask him to take the initiative to put out this war that is about to break out, tonight."
Sir Zhang said, knocked on the table, and then relaxed on the chair.
Seeing Zhang Pin's posture, Peterson looked carefully and his body was a little eager to take action. He naturally had a gun with him. With Zhang Pin's condition now, he was very confident that he could draw the gun and shoot.
But soon, Peterson voluntarily gave up the plan.
There is obviously no point in doing this when the identity and purpose of Zhang Pin and others are uncertain.