"Hahaha, no matter who you are, you dare to mess with our Mad Dog Gang in the Lower City. You guys don't think about getting out intact today!"

Simpson, who was beaten so miserably and was still kneeling down to beg for mercy, immediately shouted again as if he had taken stimulant when he saw the reinforcements.

thump!

However, he was kicked in the head by the big and round police officer Barrit, who was beside him, fainted in an instant, and fell into the blood-stained water.

The emergency communicator that he had been holding tightly in his palm immediately rolled to the ground.

Obviously, Simpson just used it to call reinforcements.

The two police officers knew his little actions very well.

"court death!"

"Damn it!"

"Blame them!"

Members of the No. 20th and 30 who stopped the motorcycle and carried iron sticks, ball bats, chains and other non-controlled weapons could not help but curse when they saw this.

He stepped on the accumulated water and rushed towards the two police officers.

Facing the Mad Dog Gang that suddenly came towards them, McPherson and Barritt didn't care at all, and kicked the two people who rushed in front of them with one kick.

The two members of the club lost their combat power in an instant, and curled up on the ground like shrimps in their arms, without even the strength to wail.

Although other members of the club who uphold the spirit of mad dogs have continued, McPherson and Barritt have always stood in the tide like two dams.

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding...

After a crisp sound like a blacksmith, the members of the club had already fallen to the ground.

For this group of military officers from the Central Bureau of Investigation, even if they reach the eighth-class police supervisor, they still need to go out frequently, and their military power must be outstanding.

What is more noteworthy is that although both officers were bare-handed, Inspector Barritt's left arm and Inspector McPherson's arms were transformed into high-intensity [carbon nanoprosthetics].

In addition, the [Military and Police Fighting Technique] based on thirteen types of blow damage caused serious injuries.

Pain, shock, bleeding, dyspnea, pneumothorax, dizziness, coma, fainting, concussion and brain contusion, paralysis, dislocation, fracture, anti-joint.

These gangsters who stayed in the streets to fight were not worth mentioning in front of them.

In just two minutes, only the last five or six people were left on the scene, tremblingly huddled together and retreating little by little.

The two unscathed, walked step by step towards the only gang member in the team with no black dog mark on them.

"Mad Dog Harris, thanks to your deputy, Mr. Simpson, it would have been really not easy to find you in the downtown area full of surveillance loopholes."

"You...who are you?!"

Harris's face changed instantly when he heard McPherson call out his name.

Realizing that these two ruthless guys were coming specifically for him, he suddenly took out a pistol from his arms and pointed Leng Sensen's muzzle at them.

Obviously this is the trump card he never wanted to reveal before he had no choice.

In Albany, where the heat-proof weapons are strictly prohibited, illegal possession of guns is enough to send him to prison for seven or eight years.

“I suggest you better put down the useless toy, we just want to ask you a question.

Someone saw a team of policemen entering the territory of the Mad Dog Gang and never came out again.

Tell us where the missing police officers in the Lower Town went? Are you the Mad Dog Gang serving the Awakening Society?”

However.

Harris, who was already highly nervous, heard the term "Awakening Club", a red spiritual light flashed deep in his pupils, and his eyes were as sharp as he could.

Bang!

However, before he pulls the trigger.

A sniper bullet that was longer than a finger suddenly flew from a hundred meters away, piercing through layers of rain, smashing the pistol in Harris's hand into pieces along with his right hand holding the gun.

"ah--!"

The sparkling gun fire also exposed the last police officer in the operation team - Inspector Xia Zuo, who is best at sniping operations.

A [Victor-type auxiliary prosthetic eye] flashed with light spots, and then used a scope to cover the head of the mad dog Harris.

Regardless of Harris' painful howl, McPherson stepped forward and stuck his neck, took out an instrument like a syringe from his arms and stabbed it into the back of his neck.

Blue electric sparks flash.

[Thinking Extractor]: With the help of the neural connection of [Personal Terminal], data containing specific keywords can be forced to be extracted from [Personal Terminal] in a very short time.

Compared with the professional network police, its characteristics are fast and convenient, and are very popular among front-line operators, but the information that can be extracted is also much less.

Of course, the nerve damage that may be caused by this is completely out of their consideration.

In fact.

It is impossible to do everything according to the rules during the law enforcement process. It is far from enough to fight wits and courage with criminals and memorize the laws and regulations. You must learn to be flexible and adaptable at critical moments.

A typical example is Sean's bald eagle in his previous life.

For example, in a simple landslide rescue mission, the contract stipulates that the safety of the rescue personnel themselves is given priority, and they will rest for ten minutes every half hour.

What should I do if there is insufficient manpower to delay rescue?

The state government must wait for the county government to request assistance to the state government before the state government can provide support; and the federal government must wait for the state government to apply for assistance to the federal government.

Therefore, the contract was strictly enforced, and no one made any mistakes and no one needed to take responsibility. The rescue work that was racing against time finally turned into an archaeological site.

This situation is untolerable for police officers.

In just ten seconds, he threw away the mad dog Harris, whose eyes were white and seemed to be broken. McPherson said in the team channel:

"Destination, 17 Glemod Square, departure."

The three-person team cooperated tacitly and swept away a small gang was just a slight effort.

......

In another corner of the Lower Town, the colorful Niu Niu Bar with neon lights flashing.

Bang!

The door was suddenly closed, completely blocking the noise in the bar, and the room equipped with high-end sound insulation materials suddenly became quiet.

A solemn and depressing atmosphere that makes people breathless gradually ruled the room.

Sean, who was surrounded by a group of burly thugs, was still calm and calmly sitting on the chair with his legs raised up, looking at the three people on the sofa opposite, and Yun Danfeng smiled lightly:

"Vulture, weasel, old smoke gun, I didn't expect that before I came, you three who always wanted to kill each other would be so good now.

However, this also shows that after I left the metropolis, some external forces that you cannot resist had intervened here.

What if I hand over the information of the 'Awakening Society' to me and follow the old rules?"

Seeing these intelligence brokers who had been fighting for life and death in the past, they have now come together for the first time, Sean is not surprised but happy.

The more abnormal it is, the more it means they must know something.

But the owner of this bar, with a few messy hairs on his head, a big head, a thin neck, and a messy head, suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he stood up slowly.

His mouth was cracked with a cold look:

"Awakening? Haha, Officer Sean, you seem to have gotten something wrong.

Before entering this door, the gun on your body had been removed, and now it is just a pig to be slaughtered.

Since you have already gone to Zhongcheng District, why bother back to the muddy waters in the lower area? If you want to blame, you will blame yourself for your bad life."

The weasel and the old smoke binge, who were also flashing red in his eyes, stood up together and pulled out the pistol hidden in his arms.

It is necessary to guess this posture, and they have to know that their relationship with the "Awakening Society" must be much deeper than outsiders imagine.

Seeing this, Sean had no choice but to spread his hands:

"Oh, for the sake of everyone's past acquaintances.

Let’s discuss it, how about letting you go?

I've killed a lot of people recently!"
Chapter completed!