British 1986

Wright's mind went blank. He couldn't hear or see anything while lying on the ground. He shook his head subconsciously and tried to get up, but his body felt a little sore inexplicably, as if all the strength in his body had been drained. He wanted to Put your arms up, but.

"There are a few here, let's get to work!"

Wright couldn't hear the sound, but he felt someone give him a kick. Wright, who had just raised his upper body and was about to get up, fell to the ground in vain. His left hand seemed to be stepped on by a big foot. Wright hadn't figured it out yet. Who is it and why are you doing this? When you do this, a heartbreaking pain suddenly comes from your wrist.

"ah!!!"

The other party took something and slashed his wrist hard. The bones at the joints were still very hard. In addition, he was lying on the ground, and the machete got stuck in the bone. The other party didn't make a second blow, but seemed to be sawing something. He pressed the knife hard, kicked the back of the knife hard with his feet, and just like that, amidst Wright's heart-rending screams, he forcibly chopped off his left hand!

"Fake, are you so slow to cut off your hand?"

"Ahaha, boss, my hands are raw. I'll be good at it in a while."

"Hurry up, hurry up, you still have feet!"

"clear!"

"ah!!!"

Wright vaguely heard the intermittent conversation, but he had no power to resist. He was almost fainting from the pain.

Shock bombs are also translated as flash bombs.

But the real-life function of this thing is definitely not like that in some games, where if you throw it near someone, it will just make you blink.

Why is it called a shock bomb?

Although it is not a destructive weapon, if it is too close to the explosion point, the impact of the sound wave alone will cause internal injuries even if you don't die, and the internal organs will be swept by the shock wave.

Just after eating, a strong man weighing two hundred pounds punched my bulging belly several times. This is what it felt like.

And this feeling is accompanied by temporary blindness, deafness, dizziness and other effects.

This thing can't be avoided by turning around and not looking at it.

There were dozens of boxes of shock bombs shipped from Wales this time, and one-tenth of Allen's family was moved. On average, one bomb was more than enough for each person.

Although they were meant to kill people, it was much safer to go up and throw a shock bomb from a distance when they were facing each other, and then kill the target when they were no longer able to resist. It also made it easier for them to complete the task assigned by Allen.

A group of strong men wearing Manchester United jerseys cut off the power and entered the warehouse. There were five or six people in a team. The person at the front held a bright tactical flashlight and shouted loudly when he found the target. Followed by two or three people holding There is a machete, and there is also a person carrying a big bag. The person with the backpack is responsible for helping to fix the target with his feet, so that others can chop people. When the chop is finished, the person with the backpack will pick up the chopped hands and feet and take them away. They will still need them when they go back. statistics.

In just a few minutes, the entire warehouse was filled with darkness. Dozens of bright tactical flashlights were shining everywhere. Except for the people wearing Manchester United jerseys, the smell of blood was everywhere. The ground was full of distorted and screaming figures like maggots. , they are all incomplete.

When a regular army faces a gangster, even if the regular army does not have hot weapons, its physical advantages, tactical advantages, equipment advantages, etc. are all incomparable to these gangsters.

Only one of them met, and the other person was like a little chicken. Under the care of countless shock bombs, he had no ability to resist and could only scream and have his hands chopped off and his feet stamped on.

"Who are you? Who are you?"

An extremely stout young man was in the innermost office of the warehouse, holding a pistol in his hand and tremblingly looking at a dozen big men wearing Manchester United jerseys in front of him.

The pungent smell of blood came from several big men carrying backpacks. The slightly fishy and stinky smell made Xiao Heizi faintly nauseated, and the hand holding the gun trembled even more.

With a gun, you can't do whatever you want in some situations, just like now.

Although he has a gun in his hand, he can guarantee that with the behavior of this group of people now, if he dares to shoot, he will most likely be chopped into pieces!

He just wants to know why his enemies are looking for him when he is doing business honestly, and who is causing trouble for him!

"Who is it? Hehe. You don't even deserve to hear your name. You just have to remember that you have provoked someone you shouldn't have provoked. Do you understand? Come and give me the gun. This is not something you should take. "

The big man at the head was holding a strong tactical flashlight in his left hand. The light shone directly on Xiao Heizi's face. He didn't even have a weapon on him. He just walked up to Xiao Heizi carelessly, stretched out his hand, and pinched it with one hand. Holding Xiao Heizi's right hand and the gun in his hand, with a little force, while Xiao Heizi grinned and screamed, he easily removed the opponent's gun, as if snatching a child's toy.

"Farke!"

When the big man took away the pistol, Xiao Heizi subconsciously cursed, and then.

"bump!"

"Well"

Before he could react after he finished cursing, the big man in front of him kicked him in the crotch, causing excruciating pain. The pain made Little Heizi curl up on the ground with his legs folded, unable to even scream.

The big man holding Xiao Heizi's pistol in his right hand squatted down, holding the barrel of the pistol, and hit Xiao Heizi on the back of the head with the handle of the gun. This blow caused pain to Xiao Heizi on the ground. Shaked twice.

"Are you the boss of this Gucci gang?"

"bump!"

Seeing that Xiao Heizi didn't reply immediately, the big man said again without saying anything.

".I am."

"Next time I ask you something, answer it quickly!"

Seeing that he had admitted, the big man curled his lips and twisted his neck to signal the people behind him to come over.

"Take him away, let's retreat!"

More than 60 people were captured in a warehouse and all were chopped to pieces, but the gang leader wanted to be taken back to show the Lord.

"Boss, why don't we ask him where the others are?"

A big man next to him walked up to him and asked blankly.

"What the hell are you asking? We have cut off the power here and the phone lines are also cut off. What can I do if I ask? Are you going to the city to arrest people in the middle of the night?"

"Then let's just have this few people."

"Okay, what Butler Stone told me is to capture this person and send him to you as soon as possible. As for the remaining people, this is not what we should worry about. Let's go."

"good!"

Sheriff Mello didn't know how long he stood there. Anyway, the bodyguards in black around him just kept standing. These people were like robots. They didn't make any sound or move. They just stood on both sides of Allen's car, like It was like a door god protecting him.

The outside temperature at two or three o'clock in the evening is already very cold.

It was only a few degrees above zero, and in the rush to get out, Mero was only wearing a single shirt. Now he was shivering from the cold, but looking at the car with the windows closed in front of him, the gentleman inside might be... Watching him from the car window.

It would be a lie to say that he is not afraid. Mello has never felt that nobles are so scary before!

It's not that there are no aristocrats in Manchester, but there are no big aristocrats here!

If calculated according to the strength standard of 100%, the nobles in Manchester generally have a strength of 30% or 40%, and there are even some big families and nobles with a strength of 40% or 50%.

These families need strength and strength, and they need people.

But there is no such thing as a family that can make the final decision and command the heroes.

There used to be one, but later that family was half dead, and even the descendants lived overseas. Now Manchester belongs to a ducal family in name only, but in fact, there are no tigers in the mountains, and the monkeys are the kings.

Faced with such a situation, Mero had a good time here before. As long as he dealt with it well, he had never felt that any family had such great power.

But today is different. Alan, the Earl of Carmarthen, can be regarded as the type of dragon that can cross the river and can suppress local snakes.

Of all the families in Manchester, not one of them could stand up to him.

Those who are richer than him are not as powerful as him, and those who are more powerful than him are not as powerful as him.

If Melo suddenly has an idea in his heart, if all the families in Manchester unite, they can break up with this Excellency. However, just think about this situation. Families in places like Britain have never been united. .

While he was distracted thinking about these things, the sound of a vehicle engine suddenly came from the distance. Melo felt happy and turned his head to look over there. A white ambulance suddenly drove towards this direction alone.

Mello looked at this scene and was a little shocked. What was the ambulance doing here in the middle of the night?

Under Melo's curious eyes, a very stout woman with very conspicuous red hair got out of the ambulance. With this feature, Melo immediately realized that she was a Celtic, or something. Someone with Celtic ancestry!

The woman was wearing a very wide suit with a hairband on her head. She walked a little awkwardly. She followed the strong man who had just called and gave orders. She used her extremely strong figure to walk out. Taking a step that was extremely inconsistent with her temperament and even gave people a cautious feeling, she slowly followed the strong man to the door of Allen's car.

The car window that had been closed for a long time was opened again, and Xiao Shitou bent down and reported: "Young master, someone has brought him here. Edmund is still in the ambulance. He has woken up. This is his wife, Mary."

Hearing Xiao Shitou introduce himself, the woman standing next to him didn't even dare to look at the people in the car. She put her hands in front of her like a quail, still tangled them together, lowered her head, and just stood there.

"Are you Edmund's wife? How is your husband?"

Allen's voice came slowly, and Mary's shoulders trembled visibly twice. This time she slowly raised her head, and her already fair complexion became even whiter.

She knew who the person in the car was, but just because she knew, she was afraid!

As a native of Wales, her family happens to be located next to Carmarthenshire. For people like her, she has been frightened by her family's horror stories about the Hill family since she was a child. It's really frightening!

Her fear of the Hill family is engraved in her bones. It's okay if she can't come into contact with them normally, but now that she's really seen them and they're so close, it would be a lie to say she's not afraid!

She ran away without turning around, she was already considered a hero among women!

She is a woman who weighs two hundred pounds. When she is at home, she can ride on her husband and push Edmund to the ground to blast him!

But now, when she heard Allen ask her something, she was so scared that she didn't even know what to say.

Allen looked at the little woman's reaction and was not surprised. This is the virtue of the Welsh people. Their behavior proved that the foundation of the Hill family in Wales was still very stable!

"How's it going over there?"

"Master, they will be back in five minutes at most. They have been arrested."

"Okay! Go get Edmund down and let him see."

"yes!"

The rear door of the ambulance was opened, and several bodyguards worked together to get out the folding hospital bed inside. The person wrapped up on the hospital bed like a mummy was Ai who was chopped yesterday afternoon, to be precise, and whose left hand had been amputated. Demon.

"Where am I?"

Edmund's face was pale, which was the sequelae of excessive blood loss, but he was strong and recovered quickly. Although he could not move now, he was awake.

Mary had already trotted over from the car, looking at her husband with fear and excitement. There was a distressed look in her eyes, but she said: "Edmund, guess who is here? The Lord Here he is, he has come personally to ask for an explanation from you."

"Huh? Who?" Edmund looked at his mother-in-law who was like a wall, and he didn't know whether the expression on his face was fear or excitement.

"Yes." Mary subconsciously turned her head and looked around, then she whispered in Edmund's ear about Allen.

Even though Edmund was wrapped as a mummy, he still shook as hard as he could when he heard Mary's words. He was not afraid, but excited!

Melo stared blankly at the hospital bed taken from the ambulance and the wounded man on the bed, not understanding what he was planning to do.

but

He didn't have to wait long, the lights came on again at the end of the road, the hum of the engine came, and this time there were more cars coming.

One takeaway truck passed by him like this, and then he didn’t know how many trucks passed by, but a hundred people got off the truck? Or how many people?

Mello was no longer in the mood to count.

He stared blankly at a strong man wearing what looked like a Manchester United jersey. He got out of the car with a backpack on his back, walked to the hospital bed, took off the backpack on his back, and poured out several severed hands, feet, and He fell bloody on the ground beside the hospital bed.

Some people seemed to know the patient, and wiped their bloody hands on the gauze on his body, as if to say hello to the patient.

One after another, strong men carrying backpacks went to the patient's bedside to "unload" as if they were here to unload.

There were severed hands and feet all over the ground, and the pungent smell of blood filled the entrance of the police station.

When Mero saw the first strong man unloading the goods, he was already in a daze with his mouth open.

The sight in front of him, let alone a normal person, even him, a veteran police chief who had been in the police for many years, was trembling and chilling to the core when he saw it.

this.

this.

It's simply a devilish act. This is the door of the police station!

"Haha, Edmund, do you still know me? I used to say that the food you cooked was terrible. Now you can't cook anymore, right? Don't worry. Your Excellency has given an order. The person who beat you is now better than you. It’s still miserable, their hands will be the same as yours from now on, and their feet will be even worse than you.”

Edmund stared blankly as a big man with a painted face spoke in front of him, holding a severed hand in his hand and gesticulating on his face.