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Frode and Ulz were tied up with their hands, and they were sitting in the corner of the wet three-story window by the window, surrounded by a group of robbers wearing masks and armed with guns.

Frod felt something was wrong. Both he and Ulz were patrolling police officers in charge of a small area. The largest industry in the area was the three-story supermarket, and the biggest thing they usually deal with is street fights.

Although there has been a robbery, it is not surprising at all. After all, this is Gotham.

The strange thing is that there are usually three or five people who rob the supermarket. Security guards, watchmen, and money-takers are enough. After all, the supermarket is not a bank, and the security specifications are average. There is not much cash and too many people. It's not enough.

The weapon is generally a small pistol or simply a blade.

But more than a dozen people, wearing bulletproof vests and masks, holding assault rifles in their hands, and wringing grenade around their waists, what made Frod feel the most outrageous was that he had seen two bazookas!

This configuration is more than enough to grab a bank!

A few large streets away from the hotel’s top-floor restaurant, the floor-to-ceiling windows just happened to be able to see the movement of the supermarket, one black and one white, two gang leaders sitting at the dining table.

The black leader finished eating the steak, wiped his mouth, and said to Sally who was sitting on the opposite side holding a glass of red wine and gently shaking:

"Do you think he found out?"

Shali shook the red wine for a while, then smiled faintly:

"Isn't this definitely something? As long as you are not stupid, you will find the problem, but he has to come."

"I always feel that this matter won't end so easily."

"When did you become indecisive?"

"···"

The black leader was speechless for a while, feeling that this kind of thing, who said it accurately.

"We didn't have a choice at the beginning."

Shali didn’t care about the black leader’s rhetorical question, and faintly spoke of their helplessness. Even if there are people behind them, they are always shameless ground mice. No matter what the cat on the ground wants to do, they can only passively retreat, defend, and counterattack. .

Definitely, the cat has the final say when the war starts, but when it ends, it depends on whether they want to agree with the mouse.

Shali drank the red wine in his glass, looked at the police convoy passing by the street, and said faintly:

"Don't think too much, he's already here."

Bai Lu will definitely come. He is now the chief of the police station. How could he be indifferent because his little brother was kidnapped? That doesn't suit his personal settings, and the police in the bureau are like cabbages in the vegetable garden. He has to deal with it if he grows crooked or is bitten by insects. If others want to move, this is stealing his vegetables!

Although there were few police forces that could be deployed, Bailu took people to the supermarket.

However, he can't just go there directly. After all, the gang has already made a move. If it can disperse the police force by ‘igniting’ around, it’s not necessarily impossible to ambush halfway.

Long before the main force was dispatched, Bailu had asked two well-armed elite special police officers to conceal the reconnaissance route in advance, and set up ambush positions for cleaning the road.

"The ambush failed."

The black leader looked at the ambush point where the battle took place before the convoy arrived, and his face was not very good.

Shali also felt a little uneasy in his heart, but there was no change on his face, and he still said indifferently:

"This is just an appetizer..."

At the police station's convoy Bailu, a police captain who temporarily acted as a deputy commander reported to Bailu."Sir, the two teams indicate safety ahead."

Bai Lu nodded slightly and said blankly:

"How about casualties?"

Although the special police in Gotham City are very strong in both equipment and individual strength, and the bandits who fight the ambush are considered sneak attacks, those who dare to participate in the calculation of him are sentimental, even the lowest-level bandits are desperate.

Most gangsters are not as lawless as ordinary people think. Even with the boss’s orders and promises, they may not dare to act on the police chief unless the gang boss is willing to offer a price they cannot refuse, but if they accept it, they are already desperate. NS.

So the Gotham Special Police acted very quickly, but it must have paid a lot of money.

The deputy commander had a draft for a long time, and immediately replied after hearing this:

"Two people died, one was seriously injured, and the others were also injured, but it did not affect the movement."

"Pick out those who are still fighting and in the best condition and form a temporary team to keep up with the support. Others clean the battlefield and escort the wounded to the hospital.

Compensation and awards were given out after the war. "

"Yea, Sir."

A few minutes later, the police cars scattered and stopped on the street outside the supermarket, forming a simple position. The police cars were shelters.

"Where is the chief of the police station? Come out for me!"

The two gangsters wrapped their arms around Frode and Ulz's necks, hiding behind them, and constantly moving their positions slightly, so that the police, whether on the ground or at the high-rise sniper points, could not find the flaws that could kill them in one shot. , Standing in front of the broken floor-to-ceiling windows of the supermarket, clamoring.

Others hid without hostages, they would be blown head by snipers as soon as they appeared.

"I've already come, tell me who instigated you, honestly, I will leave you a way out."

Bai Lu is also fully armed, if he doesn't lift the visor of his helmet and doesn't speak, he will be perfectly integrated into other police officers.

boom!

A gangster who was about to dodge and hit Bailu had just shown his head. He was hit by a large-caliber sniper bullet in the forehead. Then his head exploded like a ripe watermelon. The bloody scene stimulated everyone's eyeballs and hearts. The surrounded gangsters were under more psychological pressure and sweated coldly.

All the policemen looked at Yamato who was standing next to Bailu on the roof of the car. The gun smoke had not dissipated. They always knew that the new policeman had a strong fighting ability. They did not expect that the sniper rifle was so extraordinary. .

The two gangsters holding the hostages shuddered even more. They backed away a little later, and completely shrank behind the hostages, stubbornly saying:

"You, don't act rashly! We have people, hostages, in hand!"

Damn, they are almost urinating, they are desperadoes, but the brother next door is really dead, his head exploded directly, the body is not cold yet!

"Frode! Ulz!"

The two policemen who were tied up were also very scared. Hearing the chief yelling his name, he subconsciously responded:

"Sir?"

"Are you enlightened? For justice!"

Bai Lu took Yamato's loaded pistol, raised the muzzle to aim at the two men, and decisively pulled the trigger.

boom! boom!

Before everyone could react, there were two gunshots, and then Frode and Ulz's heads suddenly raised.

"The hostages have been shot, follow me!"

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