From arms dealer to king of war

Daniel, a New York police detective, was going crazy. He was mentally prepared, but he was still stunned by the massacre scene at the steel plant.

The pungent smell of gas and an unpleasant smell spread across the scene...

There were dead bodies scattered everywhere, and the blood flowing in the parking lot gave the police no place to stop.

Not a single Albanian gang gunman was left alive, and the corpses made by machine gun bullets were even more horrific...

There were many illegal immigrants and homeless people in the steel factory, and the women who were responsible for distributing drugs for the gangs did not run away, but they just didn't speak, which was like losing their lives.

It is easy to pry open the mouths of illegal immigrants using things like residency rights.

But what does that mean?

Wearing a balaclava is a basic quality when fighting. That's what the person in the bar said on the phone when the bomb disposal expert was stumped.

If Jackal is really a vicious criminal, then Daniel feels that he should apply for SWAT support now, go to Cornell Hospital to stop Jackal, fight for his position, and drive him out of New York.

But all the people and information are telling Daniel that Jackal is not an unscrupulous villain.

He is a warrior, with principles and methods. He takes revenge on warriors who are unwilling to spend the night. If he cannot catch those who attack the jackals, the killing will continue.

Seeing a New York policeman vomiting on his feet as he approached the body, Daniel heard his phone ringing. He glanced at it and answered, "Please, give me some good news!"

"Boss, the customs woman's husband was found, but we arrived a step too late. He was shot once and is currently being treated in the hospital..."

Daniel only felt his head swell, and then his blood pressure was so high that a nosebleed suddenly came out. When he was about to speak, Irene on the other side of the phone continued: "But we got a clue. The person who gave him the money was the taxi company. The boss, I’m rushing to their company.”

Daniel wiped the blood from his lips and said, "Next time, let me tell you the good news first, that's it..."

Just when Daniel hung up the phone and wanted to look for Serriol, a young policeman who was examining the body in the distance suddenly raised his hand and shouted, "There is still a living person here..."

As he said that, the young policeman held on to the wall next to him, vomited a mouthful of acidic water, and then returned to the 'position' firmly. He did not dare to look at the unlucky guy whose head was shattered and half of his brain was leaking out. He could only look at him anxiously. Several first responders waved vigorously...

Daniel rushed over and took a look, then shook his head in disappointment.

Watching the two first responders carefully lift the unfortunate man into the magazine, and then cover the terrible wound with a large pile of gauze, Daniel suddenly pulled the young police officer and said: "You are responsible for following the car and let them Send the wounded to Cornell Hospital."

The young policeman was stunned for a moment and said, "But..."

Daniel glared at the young policeman and said, "You don't have fucking ears?"

As he spoke, Daniel sent the people away, then looked around, and finally found Serior at the door of the blast furnace warehouse. The guy covered his nose with a handkerchief and was looking at the body of the fat Albanian boss.

Seeing Daniel coming, Serior waved his hands repeatedly to signal him not to come close, then he walked over and pulled Daniel back to a position upwind, saying: "If you go for a urine test tomorrow, you will probably be suspended."

Daniel sniffed and smelled a strange smell in the air. He suddenly realized something and said in surprise: "What the hell is going on? No wonder I saw a few homeless people getting excited." ,I thought……

FUCK, this jackal is insane, right? How could anyone set fire to HLY? "

Serriol said with a smile: "Chinese people like to do this, because a hundred years ago, a guy named Lin Zexu did this to the East India Company."

As he spoke, Serriol patted Daniel on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Calm down a little, block the surroundings as much as possible, at least don't let the media get involved.

I just said that we can't keep up with the jackal's rhythm, but you insist on coming. You see, we can't get anything here. "

Daniel gritted his teeth and looked at Selyol and said, "Are you blind? A massacre just happened here!"

Serriol waved his hands indifferently and said: "I thought you Americans had long been used to it, because your schools often do this..."

Saying that, Serior looked at Daniel who was about to get angry, and he said apologetically: "Okay, my bad!

But we now know one thing, that is, the people who ambushed the jackals in front of the Lower City police station were not Albanians, because the weapons they used were completely different.

Man, the jackal's strikes aren't over yet! "

Daniel looked at Serriol sideways and said, "Why do I think you are gloating?"

Serriol shrugged his shoulders and said: "I do feel a little gloating, because I am Italian. I saw worse conditions in Italy a year ago. A lot of civilians died at that time, and all the people who died here are bastards." …

But man, if we don't find clues soon, things are going to escalate here. "

Daniel gritted his teeth and said, "So we should go talk to that jackal. He has to stop!"

Serriol smiled and shook his head and said, "Your level is not high enough. Where do you think all the FBI people have gone?

If I were you, I'd have someone call the phone company and have them check the calls that have been made or received from here in the past hour.

Most of the cell phones on the dead gang gunmen were there, but the cell phones of the gang bosses were missing.

Jackal will not take away the phone for no reason, he must have found a clue..."

When Daniel heard this, he excitedly hammered Serior's chest, and then while beckoning him to follow him, he took out his phone and handed over the task to his people.

Serriol followed Daniel into his car, and then said curiously: "What are you going to do?"

Daniel said: “I’m going to Cornell Hospital, I’m going to see the jackal.

I want to see his expression when he sees the enemy he didn’t kill..."

Upon hearing this, Serriol scratched his head with a headache, looked at Daniel who was full of street breath, and said: "No need, there is nothing you can do to him, he will not refill the gun in front of you."

Daniel grinned and said: "Who knows, even if there is nothing you can do to him, it would be good to remind him of what he did."

As Daniel's phone rang, he picked it up, frowned and answered the call, then said, "I'm busy now. If it's not something important, you can tell me tomorrow."

"…………"

Daniel heard the news given to him by the informant on the other end of the phone. He held his head and kicked the wall next to him a few times as if to vent his anger. Then he looked at Serriol and said, "You won't believe it. Someone actually let loose on the street." According to the news, as long as someone dares to shoot a jackal and then post the video online, he can get 5,000 yuan.

If you can hit the jackal even just to scratch his skin, you can take away 20,000 yuan. "

As he spoke, Daniel clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth and said, "New York is going to be in chaos!"

Serriol is well-informed, but he has never encountered such a situation...

“Find the person giving out the bonuses, without them everything stops.”

Daniel shook his head hard and said: "It's useless, they use virtual currency, and everything is traded online...

FUCK, by the time we catch that guy, the bodies of Jackal's attackers will probably fill the morgue. "

As he spoke, Daniel looked at Selyol and said with a stern expression: "This is not the most serious..."

Serriol was extremely experienced. When he heard about the amount of the reward, he immediately understood that what the other party wanted was not a professional gunman or even a gangster...

The other party has targeted young people who seek excitement, drug addicts, gangsters at the bottom, and even people with family difficulties.

You can get 5,000 yuan by firing a few shots with your cell phone, taking a video and posting it online. Where can you find such a good thing?

They didn't know who Jackal was, let alone the consequences of shooting at him.

Facing these people, once the Jackal chooses to fight back, the situation will be reversed, and the FBI and police will no longer be as patient as they are now.

The person opposite was very smart. He didn't even spend too much energy. Just using a piece of street news, he was able to push the Jackal into a very embarrassing position. Now he either has to accept the FBI's protective surveillance, or he has to Becoming a 'murderer', either way, can make Jackal uncomfortable and affect his actions at the same time.

………………

At this time, Qiao Jia, who was in Conor Hospital, also got the news...

Chris, the intelligence broker, finally played a role. He called Qiao Jia as soon as he got the news.

"Jackal, you have to leave New York temporarily..."

After Qiao Jia heard this bizarre news, he motioned to Nice to take care of the girl, then walked to the waiting area outside the hospital's operating room and sat down. After thinking about it, he said: "The other party must have thought so too!

Not only did he want to mess up my meeting with Gemma's parents, he also wanted to put me on the wrong side of the official line.

It was revenge, revenge for their drug lines being cut off. "

As he said that, Qiao Jia saw the 'Jackal' and the 'Medical Bird' coming in from the outside. He said hello to the two of them, and then said to Chris: "Brother, I trust you, but you want me to see I have achieved some results. I have been targeted for two days, and this is wrong..."

Chris on the other side of the phone smiled bitterly and said: "Man, two days, it's only two days.

If it's twenty days and I fail to provide you with enough intelligence support, you can call me a waste, but two days..."

Chris said a little helplessly: "Aren't you going to acquire a PMC company? I have collected some company information and will send it to you right away.

Man, I'm in contact with some people in Washington. You need to calm down and don't get out of hand...

Also, I have found an intelligence officer for you, and he will call you. You should interview him depending on the situation. Your current situation requires a calm person to help you analyze the situation. "