In the early morning, in a corner of Los Angeles, there is a luxurious interior hall, a stylish old-fashioned telephone, and a lonely old man in pajamas, with a calm and old tone.
"I need your help, Salem."
"I need an explanation, Ralph!"
That's how old-fashioned telephones are, they really pay attention to it, but the confidentiality of the call is almost meaningless. You can basically hear the conversation if you stand nearby. Fortunately, there is no one else in the hall, so there is no need to worry about the risk of leaking the secret.
The mature man's voice coming from the microphone was filled with uncontrollable annoyance, "I received the news, Ralph, you made a mess of the situation, the whole Los Angeles is in chaos, and now those crazy dogs from the FBI are outside like crazy.
We are very passive! And what happened to the Ice Blue Bar? Hundreds of kilograms of white powder were completely destroyed. Those Mexican guys have already called me. No matter what you ask me to say, I don’t even know what happened.
What, Falk!"
"There was an accident. We were targeted. The other party is retaliating crazily. I will take care of it, but I need manpower. Salem, I need your support."
"Are you kidding? You have transferred dozens of elite gunmen from the organization to accompany you this time, and Kai..."
"Kai is dead."
"Uh..." The other end of the phone was silent for a while, then got furious, "Is this what you said you would do? Ralph, what else have you not said? It's already here and you're still hiding it! Damn it,
I shouldn’t have answered this call, you should wait to be questioned by the organization!”
His face, which was loose and stacked like a bunch of ravines, did not move at all. Ralph's tone was calm: "The position of a member of the ancient European Union."
"what do you mean!"
"You know what I mean, Salem. I am old. No matter whether I can pass this test or not, I will resign as a member. I will propose to the Alliance Council that you take over. In fact, I have already done it. The written document is in
It's in the second drawer on the right side of my desk. I just need your help right now, Salem."
The other end of the phone was silent again for a long time, "It has become very difficult to enter the country now, especially the channel to Los Angeles. I can only mobilize part of the organization's strength on the east coast to get there. I can't guarantee when I can get there. It will take at least twenty-four days.
, or thirty-six hours.”
"Okay, that's enough. Thank you for your help, Salem."
After hanging up the phone, he picked up the pills next to him and chewed them. After a while, Ralph made a few more calls. This time, it didn't go so smoothly. Either no one answered, or he answered but didn't say much.
The last sentence was followed by busy signals, and on the last call, the person on the other end of the phone just yelled and complained, claiming for losses, and there was no room for communication at all.
Ralph was calm, or maybe the weak heart in his chest had deprived him of the right to be angry. He calmly cut off the insulting phone call, and the hall fell into silence.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and a burly figure pushed the door in, "BOSS, including the peripheral members, the remaining personnel have been basically recalled. The medical center is still unable to contact, and it is judged that something has changed. In addition, at this moment,
There was exchange of gunfire in a club at the Sassuolo family's hidden stronghold in the city... You are right, the other party is retaliating."
"No wonder the attitude just now was so bad and uneducated..." Ralph looked at the phone and babbled, with a confused look on his face, then he looked up and asked, "Any suggestions?"
"My suggestion is to retreat. It is initially judged that the opponent is not the Rise of Kyushu, its origin is unknown, and its strength is unknown. For safety reasons, we must at least evacuate the Los Angeles area."
Ralph slowly but extremely firmly shook his head: "Impossible! Say something else."
"Then just stick around and wait for reinforcements. The location here can be considered concealed, the weapons and equipment are complete, and with the recalled manpower, we have a chance to turn defeat into victory..."
"Let's do it." He interrupted and waved a little boringly, and Ralph pushed the wheelchair to turn, "I'm going to rest, and you stay outside the door and don't disturb my sleep. Even if the other party comes here to kill, the gun is pointed at
On your forehead, do you understand?"
"yes!"
Raising his hand to put on the bedroom door handle, Ralph sighed quietly, not because of the current difficult situation, but because he regretted the death of his right-hand man. If Kai was still here, he would definitely give some innovative suggestions.
Just like the crazy idea of setting up heavy machine guns to wreak havoc in Los Angeles before, instead of the stupid and well-behaved idea of sticking around and waiting for help, it's a pity...
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Busy neighborhoods, secluded lanes, and dense gunfire. If it were two days ago, Xie Wei would have hesitated that it was firecrackers or other unusual noises such as vehicle tires blowing out, but now she is extremely sure that it was gunshots.
, she could even vaguely identify shotguns, pistols, and submachine guns inside...
Human learning ability is indeed endless!
Such a nonsensical thought suddenly appeared in her mind, which made Xie Wei herself laugh. Well, she is no longer nervous now, and she even has very few worries about someone in her heart. To be honest, compared to the previous one at the Ice Blue Bar
Big scene, this is really not worth mentioning at the moment. Well, people’s ability to adapt is endless!
Ha... She chuckled inexplicably again. Xie Wei subconsciously touched her cheeks, feeling a little flushed. Did she drink too much? These are all messy thoughts! She shook her head and looked at the street corner in the distance. From her current angle, she could see
A police car with red and blue lights flashing wildly, and two police officers hiding vaguely behind the car, holding a gun in one hand and an intercom in the other, called frantically.
This scene is not surprising. In fact, the entire police system in Los Angeles is now in a state of chaos. Police cars, ambulances, fire trucks, etc. can be seen everywhere in the streets, rushing to and fro like headless chickens.
It's reasonable. Since nightfall, the sound of gunfire and explosions has almost never stopped. Real-time news is broadcast continuously. Complaint calls from various channels have probably been blasted. With this situation, even if there is a gun battle every day, happy
The United States is really hard to resist!
He looked at the time on his watch, lowered his body, and looked at the middle floor of a high-rise building not far away. It was pitch black, but he could faintly see the sign of a certain club hanging on the outer wall. The outer glass windows were broken in several places, and gunfire flashed from time to time...
It's almost time to end.
Thinking like this, suddenly, there was a knocking sound on the car window, not from the driver's seat, but from the car window next to her. She subconsciously straightened up and turned her head, and couldn't help but be startled.
At some point, there was someone standing outside the car. He was a young black man who blended into the night, with a fierce face. He held a pistol in the palm of his cuffs and pressed it against the car window, pointing straight at it.
"Open the window and give me your wallet, or I'll shoot you! Hurry!"
Through the car window, Xie Wei could not fully understand the rapid rap-like English accent, but now this situation obviously did not require verbal communication, she was robbed.
I have to say that this black robber is really brave. You have to know that there is a police car parked on the corner of the street a hundred meters away. Although the latter seems not to care about this place now, at least the police lights are flashing and the piercing sound is heard.
Sirens have a deterrent effect. But then again, this may also be the reason why young black people choose to take action. The skill of fishing in troubled waters has always been self-taught.
Xie Wei had a gun on her, the one given to her by Ball before, and if she remembered correctly, there were eleven bullets in it, but she didn't intend to resist, that was not a wise decision. She simply raised her hands to show that she had no intention of resisting, and then
In the visible field of view of the black robber, he slowly pulled the wallet out of his pocket, lowered the window a little, and handed it over.
"I'll give you all the money in it, but can you leave the ID with me?"
The black robber didn't know if he heard it. He couldn't wait to open the bag, grabbed a wad of large dollar bills and couldn't help but cheered, "Haha, I knew you Asians are rich!" He stuffed it into his jacket pocket and casually put his wallet away.
Throw it on the ground.
Seeing this, Xie Wei couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. It didn't matter whether it was money or not. It would be really troublesome if the documents inside were lost. At this time, the muzzle of the gun attached to the car window shook again, "There is also the box next to the driver.
Open it and I know there's money in it."
Indeed, taxi drivers inevitably have to give change to customers, and it is troublesome to take out their wallets every time. Therefore, taxi drivers generally put the day's harvest in a box next to them, and then take it all away when they deliver the car.
Let's go. This young black man is obviously a veteran of robbery and seems to have quite a lot of experience.
But this time Xie Wei didn't cooperate. She looked at him with a strange expression and didn't move. The young black man just thought that Xie Wei didn't understand what he said and kept gesturing: "Box, do you understand, the box over there..."
...Fake! Open the car door and I’ll get it myself.”
At this time, a palm protruding from behind suddenly touched his shoulder, "Man, this is too much. Is it easy for me to get up early and drive at dusk to earn some hard-earned money?"
"Scared!" In shock, the young black man almost jumped up. Half of his body was instantly numb. With a bang, the pistol he couldn't hold hit the car door and fell to the ground. Then his mouth was covered and his lower abdomen was hit.
Remember the punch,
"Well--"
He groaned and screamed, his eyes widened, and his waist was bent like a prawn. If his mouth hadn't been tightly covered, he would probably have vomited out the bitter water in his stomach. He took out the banknotes in his pocket, leaned over and picked up the wallet and pistol on the ground.
, clicked on the car window, Xie Wei quickly lowered it and handed it in,
"Wait a moment, I'll talk to him."
As he said that, Tang Chao dragged the young black man who looked like a dead dog towards the depths of the alley... Soon, a minute later, Tang Chao walked out and got into the car. Xie Wei looked back and said, "You killed me
he?"
"How is it possible? I'm a serious killer, and I'm very expensive to kill. Just give such a small character a good beating and write down his name and address. He will understand." He explained casually, and the Tang Dynasty started.
The vehicle drove away from the alley, "By the way, where were we talking before?"
"Destiny, and philosophy."
"Oh, by the way, I've been having some troubles in this area recently. I wonder if you can give me some advice... Well, I have a friend who has been trying hard to go against fate, but always ends up meeting unexpectedly..."
As the distance widens and the sound fades, the taxi merges into the street traffic, passing by a large group of speeding police cars, and rushes to the next destination...