The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

He raised his already slightly stiff wrist to look at the time on his watch.

As a result, the dial was covered with dried blood. A Yao had no idea whose blood it was. There was too much blood. After looking up, others discovered that it was not only on his shirt, but also on his His eyes were already red.

Slowly twisting his neck from left to right, the joints of the cervical vertebrae made an overwhelmed popping sound. Even for a young man, after several hours of high-intensity labor, not only the tense nerves, but also the physical strength were exhausted at this time. That's almost it.

We swept seven or eight places in a row. Except for the biggest one at the beginning, almost all the grassroots managers of the Third Company Gang who should be caught have been caught. If we continue to sweep, they will all be small fish and shrimps. We will simply withdraw our troops and return to the garbage dump. , counting the results of tonight's victory.

In addition to the bad guys from the Third Company Gang, they also caught a few Italian mafia people who crossed the line.

How they are clearly distinguished among foreigners is due to their iconic tattoo, ‘Mafia’. These street bastards in the West always like to have prominent tattoos on their necks, backs of hands, and even on their foreheads.

Of course, the ranks are different, the families are different, and the tattoo fonts are also different, but at this time they were all sent to the garbage dump at the end of Orchid Street.

Unlike the bustling streets in the south, this garbage station along the railway tracks is the dirtiest place in the Thirteenth District.

The garbage station, which was cleaned only once every six months, has turned into a huge garbage dump. All kinds of filth, old clothes, and even objects waiting to rot are scattered around. As the train passes by, scrapes and The strong wind occasionally brought up mountains of garbage bags, making the entire site look dilapidated and desolate.

Most people would not come here in the middle of the night. The few homeless people had been cleared out at this time, and the dilapidated rooms they occupied became the place where these bad guys decided whether to live or die.

The surrounding smell was very unpleasant, the smell of rancidity and spoiled food wafted through the nose, but the people in the room did not frown.

A dozen or so junior leaders of the Third Company Gang and twenty or so juniors were all swept out. After some identification, they were tied tightly with ropes, and even their mouths were blocked with towels and smelly socks. It has become the new "garbage" in the garbage dump.

"Uh, uh~!"

While waiting for the hotel to return, someone would wake up from time to time, kicking and struggling on the ground like maggots, but to no avail.

Their heads were tightly wrapped in clothes, and now, probably all that was left was the fear in their hearts, not knowing what was waiting for them.

"Well, you're M tall, be honest~!"

The Hongmen disciples who had worked hard for several hours now had no patience at all, and wisps of white smoke were still steaming from their bodies. It can be seen how heavy the workload of the transfer was. Anyone who woke up and struggled would be a big-footed one.

Some of the others took off their shirts. At this time, other disciples were bandaging the injured. The styptic powder privately produced by the martial arts hall and the medicinal wine for bruises were covering up the pungent stench of the garbage dump.

The powder was poured onto the wound, and the young man grimaced in pain. However, he held the pants at his knees tightly with both hands and did not even cry out in pain. He looked like a tough man.

As the white gauze wrapped the wound layer by layer, blood seeped out faintly. With the intervention of the medicine, the burning pain gradually turned into a feeling of coolness, and everyone's face looked refreshed, as if they were about to rise in place. Fairy.

"I have to say that Zhuangyuan Gong's medicine is very effective. Every time, it impresses people~!"

"Hey, bear with it~!"

"This thing really hurts, but it also feels really good. Oh, it's a pity that the foreign devils don't understand the benefits of this thing. Otherwise, just by relying on this skill, the No. 1 Scholar should be rich~!"

The blond and blue-eyed fake SIR, holding a camel cigarette in his mouth, raised his arms to tie gauze. I don't know if he was tired or in pain. Sweat was pouring down his forehead. He had a Western appearance, but he said In Cantonese, he was still complaining about the ignorance of foreigners. The scene seemed to have a strong sense of contrast.

"Aren't you also a foreigner?"

A Yao, who was watching this scene, laughed out loud, looked at the parking boy, nodded at him and joked.

"Brother Yao, although my face is that of a foreigner, my heart is that of a Chinese, and I am not of the same ancestor as them!"

Listening to the ridicule from his companions around him, the parking boy hurriedly patted his chest and spoke righteously. “Brother Yao, you are so awesome tonight. I really want to take the police exam. Those girls look at me differently~!”

He took out the police uniform that was padded under his buttocks, looked at the knife incision on his arm, and scratched his head. The parking boy looked quite confused. He was a bad guy, but he ended up wearing this clothes. , the eyes of those people changed instantly, which gave him a great impact.

Several other people also fell silent, smoking cigarettes in their mouths, looking at the police uniforms that were taken off, each of them was quite difficult to let go. People who lick blood with the blade of a knife, once they taste the benefits of a regular profession, their minds will inevitably wander. stand up.

"Okay, once the Third Company Gang is eradicated, those of you who want to be soldiers tell me, and I will send you all into the army and take the police exam one by one, I said so~!"

Ayao spread the cigarette ashes, looked at the hopeful eyes around him, and nodded in approval. This matter was proposed by Mr. Dong. Chinatown will start paying taxes this month. He himself extended an olive branch. The Gallic authorities may not agree. Accept them.

"Really, Brother Yao, can we also join the Foreign Legion?"

The bad guys suddenly had stars in their eyes. They didn't expect that they would get such a big harvest from a business trip tonight.

"It's easy to get into the legion, but it's hard to get out. Only after five years of being a soldier can we give you the same status as locals. There will definitely be patrol policemen on the streets in District 13 from now on. It depends on you, whether you can persist until that day~! "

Thinking of this, Ayao couldn't help but feel a little excited. From now on, like the Italians in District 5, they will open the door like the Italians in District 5, and their disciples will spread all over the departments of the city hall. Although the Gaolu Hongmen has disappeared, Isn't it another new life?

"Is this why you attacked our Third Company Gang tonight?"

Everyone's eyes were cast over, and then they saw that the horseman of the Third Company Gang, Xian Shiming, had broken free from the restraints in his mouth at some point. It seemed that he had not woken up for a while, and he had heard everything he should have heard. I heard.

"As long as you are here, no one dares to come to District 13. We are like lonely ghosts. No one dares to take us in. They don't even have a chance to make a legitimate living. If your three gangs are not eliminated, they will Those of us who are implicated will go to hell together~!"

Stepping forward and patting Xian Shiming's cheek, A Yao put the cigarette in his mouth. This guy recognized his identity tonight and provided an important piece of information. This cigarette was rewarded to him.

"Excuses, they are all excuses, you just want to dominate the family~!"

Xian Shiming obviously didn't believe it, and his covered head gradually lowered his head without struggling, as if he had resigned himself to his fate.

"The old dust has gone away, but you still don't understand. Aren't you giving the authorities eye drops? Will they allow you to do whatever you want!"

"Whether the Thirteenth District is dominated by one family or two tigers are fighting against each other, what the Gallic government and the hometown want is an attitude that the Thirteenth District is willing to accept change. You just vote for it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a car drove quickly outside the dilapidated hut.

"Buzz~~crunch~!"

As the car door opened and closed, Ayao's eyes turned to the door, and he was relieved when he saw the person getting out of the car giving a thumbs up.

"Brother Yao, caught it~!"

The trunk was lifted up, and Meng Suifeng, the leader of the Martial Arts Hall of the Third Company, huddled up in a ball. Like the bad guy in the garbage station, he was also trapped like a rice dumpling. After opening the door, he looked outside with a look of fear, and his head was struggling. He looked like he wanted to say something.

There is no chance to say what I want to say. With the flashing police lights on the bridge next to the station, Orchid Street is destined to become history after tonight.

As the building became empty, Ayao slowly raised his head and looked at the sky.

The sky is about to break in District 13... (End of this chapter)