In the Sand Village, the clones are everywhere, and the Arkham game begins

Chapter 33 Black Gold Takes Action
Trucks roared.

Shimizu, dressed in black and gold, stood in the carriage, squinting his eyes and recalling the information given to him by the Penguin.

The Spallett family is a small to medium-sized criminal family that emerged in Gotham a year ago. Its core members are Simmons Spallett and John Spallett, father and son. In addition, there are several relatives of the two and some capable criminals who serve as the backbone of the Spallett family.

Simmons Sbaleta is cunning and treacherous, and is the head coach and criminal planner of the Sbaleta Family. John Sbaleta is vicious and aggressive, and is the main criminal perpetrator of the Sbaleta Family.

The apparent industries include owning a private trucking company and a bar.

In fact, they smuggled weapons and human organs in the name of a freight company and laundered money under the cover of a bar. There are about fifty people, most of whom are members of the peripheral armed forces, and some are retired soldiers. They have a certain number of hot weapons and high overall combat qualities, but no heavy firepower. A month ago, they were suspected of joining forces with other organizations and secretly robbed a batch of goods from the Penguin.

In Shimizu's opinion, the size of the Sbaleta family is simply not comparable to the Penguin's Iceberg Club.

So why would this family go against the Penguin?

There are many possible explanations. For example, there are extremely valuable treasures in the Penguin's batch of goods, which makes these people willing to take the risk of offending the Penguin. Or the organization cooperating with these people has a force that can confront the Penguin or is even more powerful than it. The Spaletta family is just a downstream organization of this organization, a white glove that can be discarded after use.

"But what does that have to do with me?"

Qingshui grinned and looked at the scenery outside the glass window.

"I am only seeking revenge for the former boss Chidi Cole who died in the Sbaleta Family, and expanding my sphere of influence. The fight between the Hogg United and the Sbaleta Family is a normal gang fight."

In the front cockpit, the truck driver threw the cigarette butt out of the window and reached out to press a button next to the door.

"The signal blocking device has been activated. During this period of time, no one on Decker Street can make calls to the outside world. The Spallett family cannot call for support for the time being, and the police will not intervene immediately."

The driver's lazy voice came over.

Qingshui nodded with satisfaction.

"Very good, the fifty dollars an hour and the thirty thousand dollars for the car are worth it."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Watt, the signal jammer on the roof is not included in the car. Your fee for using it is sixty dollars per minute..."

Qingshui's face darkened.

He should have known that it wouldn't be so easy to take advantage of the Penguin.

The truck was about to reach its destination. After turning a corner, it led more than 30 armed motorcycle gangs and drifted to the door of a bar.

"What are you doing! This is Spaletta's territory..."

The suited guard in front of the bar yelled.

But the next moment, the accountant raised his AR15 and started firing.

One of the two men in suits fell down, and the other one covered his bloody ear in confusion and ran back to the bar in panic.

"Someone is attacking!!!"

The accountant looked at the rifle in his hand with confusion.

I fired a rifle at this distance, but only hit the ear?

"Accountant, let me take the lead next time."

A tattooed muscular man named Aman shouted at the accountant, then picked up the explosion-proof shield with his left hand, an M4 in his right hand, kicked the door open, and rushed in.

"Revenge for Boss Qidi!" A group of thugs rushed in cheering.

"Ok."

The accountant looked at his slightly slender arms, pushed up his glasses, picked up his gun and followed.

The man called Aman was the most capable fighter in the Cole Gang in the past. He was a dropout from the police academy. He was tall and strong, and had received some professional training.

In the private room on the second floor of the bar, John Spaletta, who was drinking with a dancer, and Simmons Spaletta, who was settling the bill on the third floor, both heard the gunshots coming from downstairs.

Under attack!
The Spallett family responded quickly and, under the organization of John Spallett and several key members, quickly launched a counterattack.

The Hogg Alliance took advantage of the surprise attack. At that time, not all members of the Spallett family were in the bar and were caught off guard, so many people died.

But the latter is a gang with a stronger foundation and stronger strength than the Hogg United. Under the organization of several retired soldiers, they quickly built an effective defense and blocked the Hogg United people on the first floor.

Fierce gunfire, shattered neon lights, screaming dancers and terrified guests hiding under the tables.

The citizens of Gotham, especially those in the slums, are no strangers to things like shootings and gang fights, and know how to protect themselves in such incidents, but this does not mean that these guests are not afraid.

Soon, someone hiding behind sofas, tables and other items took out his cell phone and called the Gotham Police Department.

Can't get through.

The signal blocker on top of the truck parked outside the bar interferes with all electromagnetic signals here.

"Damn it! Geno and Keen are injured too! And Carls!"

The yellow-haired gangster Frank Cat was behind the bullet-proof shield, holding the gun with a nervous look on his face. Occasionally, when he found an opportunity, he would just stick out half of his body and fire the gun randomly, not caring at all whether he hit anyone or not.

A considerable number of the thugs in Hogg's alliance have only done things like extortion, and some, like Aman, have fired guns. Only a few have engaged in serious robbery or gunfights. Their overall strength is two levels lower than that of the Spallett family.

"With this kind of strength, you dare to come to Spaletta's territory to cause trouble? Damn it, these people from the Cole Gang don't want to live anymore. What does the death of Chidi Cole have to do with us? I'm going to kill all these little beasts today!"

John Spaletta licked his lips excitedly and loaded the submachine gun in his hand.

"Be careful, John. If they dare to come here, they may have something to rely on."

Simone Spalleta held a pistol and gave careful instructions.

He felt something was wrong.

It is obvious that the opposite side is just a group of rabble, but why hasn't this group of rabble been defeated until now?
The other side must have someone to rely on!

"Brother Aman, I'm so scared. What should I do if I want to run away?"

The green-haired guy with a cockscomb had a sad face and covered his calf that was shot.

"Boss, you should be almost done with your training. You have all seen blood, so you should be ready to take action."

Muscular man Aman leaned against the pillar, breathing heavily.

If Boss Walter doesn't come, they will all die here!
At this moment, the wall of the bar hall exploded, and a black steel giant over two meters tall walked out.

(End of this chapter)