American comic Gotham, the sheriff of Arkham

The door was kicked open and the people who were gambling in the room turned around and looked over. There was a gunshot and a piece of cement fell from the ceiling and landed on the table with a crash.

"Arkham Police Department! Everyone, get down! Quick!"

Bang! Another gunshot.

The ferocious Arkham police rushed in from the outside door with pistols in hand and pinned the gambler next to the gambling table heavily onto the table.

"Squat down! Hold your head with your hands!"

"I'm talking about you! Crouch down! Crouch down!"

The Arkham police held their guns with both hands, roared and controlled the situation, pressing all the gamblers around them to the ground.

This not-so-small underground casino suddenly became a mess. Some people took the opportunity to run outside, but as soon as they ran out of the door, they were kicked back by Miaomu who was walking towards them.

"Men stand on the left! Women stand on the right! Those who are neither male nor female stand in the middle and put their hands on their heads!" Miao Mu shouted with the pistol on his waist.

"Fuck you, you dead cop!"

A gangster who was squatting next to the counter pulled out a pistol from under the table, gritted his teeth, stood up, and was ready to fight to the death.

When Naegi saw this, he pulled out his pistol and the casino started to explode like firecrackers.

At the very least, the ground should be covered in red and there should be thunder roaring.

The air circulation in the casino is poor, the smell of gunpowder is even stronger, and now there is also the smell of blood. The gangster who took out a gun and wanted to fight to the death has also completed his desperate mission.

He was hit by at least thirty bullets. Miaomu saw clearly that four bullets hit the guy's head at the same time, and it broke into pieces like a watermelon smashed by a hammer.

"what!!!"

A woman who saw the body screamed, her voice as shrill as a glass whistle.

The gamblers also started to riot. Miao Mu kicked down a gambler who was ready to make a move and said, "I'll give you one minute, get out!"

Miao Mu shouted to the policemen who were tense and ready to shoot at any time, "Capture the main characters and control the situation!"

The police in Arkham, after experiencing the mercenary incident, were quick to shoot and even had some battlefield stress reactions.

But this isn’t a bad thing…

All the gamblers in the casino ran out in a hurry, leaving only a few casino people and gang thugs who were pinned to the ground and had shiny handcuffs put on them.

"Let me go! I'm Mr. Maroni's man! I want to see your director! Do you know what you are doing?"

A man dressed in a suit, who looked like a manager, was pressed on the table by the police and struggled violently.

"Maroni? It's not his territory, so I won't step on it. Our director is not here, so just tell me if you have anything to say."

Naegi walked over and said condescendingly.

The casino manager struggled and turned his head from the table to look at the strange policeman in front of him. He didn't remember there being such a policeman in this neighborhood.

But no matter what, the Upper East Side Police Department is their umbrella of protection, and the money they pay every month is not a small amount!

"I want to see Chief Mason! You will pay the price for being so rude to me! Let me go!" the casino manager shouted loudly.

Home Mason, chief of the Upper East Side Police Department. The Upper East Side is similar to Arkham, both are old, poor areas with many gangs, thugs, prostitutes, and unemployed people, and the crime rate is also high.

However, the Arkham district is a triangular island, surrounded by water on three sides, and its area is limited. In addition, there is a terrible Arkham Asylum on it, which is notorious and notorious.

The Upper East Side covers a large area and originally had many heavy industrial factories. However, with the elimination of old industries, poor management, and the latest "environmental protection laws", a large number of factories and enterprises have closed down.

A large number of laid-off workers held signs and demonstrated in front of the city hall every few days.

These people have become the breeding ground for gangs. The penniless and unemployed are only a knife away from being robbers.

Miao Mu looked at the casino manager with pity, who was still trying to show off his power, and winked at the policeman next to him.

"Tell him where we are from!"

"Yes!" The policeman forced a smile, rolled up his sleeves and slapped the casino manager in the face with a loud slap.

A red slap mark appeared on the casino manager's face. He was angry and in pain, and his eyes almost popped out.

"Bah! I am a police officer in Arkham District, not those scumbags you bribed!" the police shouted righteously.

He really dares to say this...

The seedlings next to them curled their lips in embarrassment.

All crows are black. I can't say anything else, but the dividends they receive every month in Arkham are not small, but compared to others... it's very little. After all, that place is indeed... poor.

The Upper East Side can be considered to have a lot of money to make, and the amount of money they pay is something that Arkham envy. Now it's their turn...

It's someone else's territory, so we must handle things impartially! If they let a criminal go, it's their fault. When executing justice, we must roar.

"found it!"

Milo ran out of the warehouse under the casino carrying a packaging bag that looked like a flour bag.

It fell to the ground with a plop, and the bag was full of 250-gram sub-bags of high-purity white powder. The evidence was solid!

The casino manager, who was pressed on the table, turned pale when he saw the bag.

Ever since he heard about Arkham District, he felt something was wrong. Why did the police from other areas come to their place?

Miao Mu took out the task list from his arms, looked at the tasks marked on it, and crossed out the casino.

"Take pictures, take pictures, contact Gotham TV and reporters! Send the criminal to the Upper East Side Police Station." Naegi raised his hand and ordered.

"Yes! Get up and go! Hurry!"

Two policemen escorted the casino manager outside. When they passed each other, the casino manager saw the "task list" in Zhang Xuhu's hand, which was full of marks on the Maroni family's territories.

There are even some shops where it is marked whether or not there are drugs. This is an attempt to wipe them out completely!

Thinking of this, the casino manager didn't care about anything else and rushed straight towards Naegi, trying to destroy the "task list".

But how could Miao Mu let him succeed? He kicked him back.

"There's something wrong..." Miao Mu cursed.

The two policemen grabbed the casino manager and started beating him up. Two heavy punches to the abdomen and liver made the casino manager unable to straighten his back due to the pain.

Miao Mu watched the people in the casino being escorted out, leaned against the gambling table on the side, and looked at the task list in his hand.

I thought to myself, Gordon is really a ruthless dog that doesn't bite. If we take down these places, the power of the Maroni family will be reduced by at least half.

What's more, the police officers in charge are from other regions, so there is no need to think about showing mercy. It would be good if they are not skinned alive.

But...was this thing really thought up by Gordon?

Miao Mu was a little confused. In his impression, Gordon was quite honest. This kind of swift, ruthless, and decisive approach didn't seem like his style. It was more like...

That big bat that doesn't sleep at night and runs around everywhere...

"Report, all the people have been taken into the car, what should we do?" Milo pointed at the gangster who was beaten to death on the ground.

"Put up the cordon and ask the people from the Upper East Side to come and clean the floor! We're helping them with the work, they can't just watch, right?"

Naegi said as he walked outside.

"Speed ​​is of the essence in war. You go and send the people off. We'll go to the Zero Point Bar to block them. We'll meet up there and finish the mission before dark!"

"Yes!" Milo ran outside quickly, and three seriously overloaded police cars staggered away.

To be honest, it was a bit of a miscalculation. I should have borrowed two escort vehicles from Arkham Asylum when I came here.

The Arkham Asylum transport van is similar to the Blackgate Prison transport van, except that it is a single white color.

"Let's go to the Midnight Bar. Does anyone know where it is?" Miao Mu took out a loaded pistol and looked at the policemen around him.

"I! I know."

Jason, who was standing by the wall holding a bottle of Coke, raised his hand and said, "I've been there. It's on 14th Street, at the first intersection."

"Good job, let's go." Miaomu raised his hand and rubbed Jason's head with a smile, then called everyone to go over there.