Hardy Empire 1945

　　　　 There was a grill in the lobby on the first floor of the factory. The barbecue on it was squeaking. Leo used a knife to cut off a piece and put it in his mouth.

　　 A Christmas party was broadcast on TV, similar to the Chinese Spring Festival Gala. A graceful singer was singing. Henry, Matthew, Leo, and Kerry watched it with gusto.

　　 Christmas today.

　　 Sean and Ryder go home to spend the holiday with their families.

　　Neil went to the hospital to accompany her wife.

　　 Richard's eyes have become a bit irritated these days, and he was admitted to Murphy Clinic. Dr. Murphy's advice to him is to wait for an operation in the spring to solve the wound problem left before, and then install a fake eye.

　　 There are only four of them left to spend Christmas together.

　　 Matthew picked up the dagger to cut the meat, and suddenly stopped halfway through the cut. He raised his head to look at other people, "No, there is movement at the door."

　　 All four of them had survived the slaughterfields of the war, and they never dared to be a little caring about the danger.

　　The eyes of a few people paired, and they immediately reached a tacit understanding. Henry and Matthew drew pistols from their bodies and hid in the factory, while Leo and Kerry walked upstairs quickly.

　　 "Boom~!"

　　 The door was kicked open.

　　 A group of guys holding guns rushed into the factory aggressively. When they came in, they saw the grill in the middle. The grilled meat on it was still smelling and there were a few bottles of beer beside it.

　　 "Can't run, swish me!" Cranston said.

　　 His men scattered around looking for them. Some people walked inside, and some people went upstairs along the stairs. The two guys had just walked a few steps, and suddenly gunshots sounded.

　　 "Boom, boom, boom~!"

　　 Dense bullets shot out in the shadow.

　　 The two younger brothers at the front were shot and fell to the ground.

　　 The others hurried to the ground in fright, and those who were about to go upstairs quickly stepped down, preparing to besiege the enemy hiding in the dark.

　　 But at this moment, two black hole muzzles protruded upstairs.

　　"DaDaDaDaDaDa~!"

　　 The Chicago Typewriter fired a crazy shot at the crowd downstairs, hitting Spain to help the younger brother turn around.

　　They never expected that they would encounter such a big danger when they raid several Jewish gangsters.

　　 Someone hid in the corner to fight back.

　　 was discovered as soon as he fired two shots, and was immediately greeted by a piece of machine gun bullets.

　　 Cranston was hiding in the corner and regretted it. What kind of guys were these guys? He knew they had been soldiers before, but he didn't expect them to be so tough.

　　 Why do I want to investigate the casino robbery? Good days, but why bother to provoke these guys.

　　 The other boss Beckman he found died.

　　 was shot several times in the beginning.

　　 His little brothers died, and now there is almost nothing to move.

　　 What meritorious service.

　　 What is valued by the boss.

　　What kind of casino management rights, money, money, car women.

　　 It's all clouds and smoke now.

　　 He just wants to survive.

　　 Cranston turned around and ran, but just two steps out, a bullet came towards him. Cranston only felt a thigh thumping, his body thumped and fell to the ground.

　　 "Ah~ my legs!"

　　 "Leo, Kerry, you cover, Matthew, clean the battlefield with me." Henry shouted.

　　 "Understand."

　　 Putting on a new magazine, Henry and Matthew came out of the shadows, and a corpse fell in the workshop. Just now, they attacked too hard. Almost all of these guys were hit by three or four bullets. Those who were already dead could no longer die.

　　 Cranston, who fell at the door, was still wailing.

　　 Matthew raised his gun and wanted to kill him, but Henry stopped him.

　　 "Keep alive and ask what's the situation."

　　 Matthew immediately shouted at the door: "Throw the gun in your hand if you don't want to die."

　　 "Well, I throw it away, don't kill me." Cranston called out immediately.

　　 Throwing the gun in his hand aside, lying on the ground and raising his hands high.

　　 Matthew and Henry went over, tied him by Cranston, and carried this guy to the middle of the factory.

　　 Henry four looked at this guy lying on the ground, wondering why they attacked him.

　　 "Who are you?"

　　 "We are from Spain." Cranston gritted his teeth and endured the pain.

　　 The four of them were slightly taken aback.

　　 "The Spanish Gang, why did they come to us late at night, what do they want to do?" Henry asked in a deep voice.

　　 Cranston was a little afraid to say.

　　 He was afraid that the other party would kill himself directly, but he didn't know what lie should be, and he was a bit hesitant for a while.

　　 Matthew's face turned cold.

　　 took a step forward, stretched out a finger, and plunged it directly into the eye of Cranston's thigh.

　　 "Ah~~~"

　　 Cranston suddenly let out a miserable howl.

　　 "Say, why are you here!"

"I said, I said, our casino was robbed, and the boss of Dani was very angry. Let us investigate who did it. We found that there will be a huge bonus. A street thief told me that the Jewish leader was changed after Bill was injured , I recruited a new group of people, so I suspect that you did it. After the boss and I reported, the boss asked me to investigate whether you were casino robbers."

　　 Cranston quickly explained everything clearly.

　　 "Just doubt?" Henry asked.

　　 "Yes, it's just suspicion." Cranston hurriedly said.

　　Leo looked at Henry and asked, "Everyone else is dead, what about this guy?"

　　 "I think it can be killed at all." Matthew said.

　　 Henry thought for a while and shook his head, "Maybe the boss has anything else I want to ask, and I can't kill him for the time being."

　　 The others nodded after listening.

　　 "Notify the boss now?" Matthew asked.

　　 "At this night, the boss must be holding the woman for Christmas. If he disturbs his interest, will he go crazy? I need to inform you to inform myself." Henry said.

　　 Matthew curled his lips.

　　 He is not stupid either.

　　 "Let's clean up this place and notify the boss tomorrow."

　　They are in Xiacheng District, and most of them are factory buildings. They are sparsely populated. People may not have heard the gunshots just now. Even if they do, no one will call the police stupidly.

　　 The four of them drove the two trucks parked outside the door into the courtyard. There were a dozen dead bodies lying in the factory building, all of which were moved to the trucks.

　　 They didn't feel anything about these corpses. They had seen too many corpses on the battlefield. Sometimes in a battle, the corpses in front of the trenches could pile up into mountains.

　　 Matthew found a thicker rope and tied Cranston firmly to prevent him from running away.

　　 Kerry looked at the gun hole in Cranston's leg, still bleeding out, "He bleeds so, will he bleed to death tomorrow, or give him some medicine?"

　　 "What kind of medicine, I have a way."

　　 Matthew said, grabbing a dagger and inserting it into the oven. After a while, it became a little reddish. Cranston realized something, and his body was trembling and contorted.

　　 "Don't don't~~"

　　 Matthew didn't care about this guy, stepped one foot on him to keep him from moving, and the hot red dagger pressed **** the thigh wound.

　　 stab it~!

　　 "Ah~~~~~~~!"

　　 Cranston let out a miserable howl.

　　 The wound was ironed and no blood bleeds anymore, Matthew carried this guy and threw him in the corner.

　　 Regret!

　　 Cranston only regrets at the moment, why are you thinking of asking for credit? Isn't it okay to stay at home honestly?

　　 All his men are dead.

　　 I don’t know if I can survive.

　　......

　　 early morning the next day.

　　 Hardy woke up from the woman's arms.

　　 Dressed and washed to bid farewell to the woman. He was a little surprised to see Henry standing by his car smoking a cigarette when he came downstairs.

　　 "Henry, why are you here?"

　　 "Something happened last night. I wanted to report to you earlier so I came over."

"waited for so long?"

　　 "It's just two cigarettes."

"whats the matter?"

　　 "The Spanish gang suspected us and sent someone to investigate, but the leader was a brainless guy, ready to rush in directly to arrest people for interrogation, but the few of us cleaned up, killed 11 of them, and left one to survive." Henry said.

　　 Hardy was slightly surprised.

　　 I didn't expect such a big event to happen at night, but fortunately Henry and the others handled it well.

　　 drove back to the factory in Xiacheng District, looked at the bodies on the two trucks, and came to the only living mouth.

　　 "What is your name?" Hardy asked calmly.

　　 "My name is Cranston." Cranston said dryly.

　　 "What is your position in the Spanish Gang?"

　　 "Boss."

　　 Although the ranks of European and American gangs are not as complicated as in martial arts novels, they also have their own organizational divisions.

　　 The leader of the gang is generally called the boss or the boss. Below are the second boss, military adviser, economic adviser, and staff, and then the boss, who is regarded as the elite and backbone of the gang. Hardy is now regarded as one of the leaders of the Jewish gang.

　　 There is a group of helpers under the boss~www.novelmt.com~ The number of helpers varies, mainly depending on whether the boss can support them. If you can afford it, you will recruit a hundred young people and nobody will care about you.

　　 "Tell me everything you know about the Spanish gang." Hardy said lightly.

　　 "Ask what you want to know, I am sure I will not hide it." Cranston said with a bitter face.

　　 Then Hardy asked about what he wanted to know about the Spanish gang. Through Cranston's account, Hardy had a more comprehensive understanding of the Spanish gang.

　　 finally asked:

　　 "I heard that the Spanish gang was preparing for drug dealing recently, do you know the situation?" Hardy asked.

　　 Cranston immediately shook his head, "I don't know, I haven't heard of it."

　　 "Where do I buy the drugs from the Spanish Gang on weekdays?"

　　 "I bought it from a Colombian. I heard that it was a general. It's quite mysterious. I was accompanied by the dock to pick up the goods. I overheard the general when I heard the general when I was chatting with the other party."

　　 "Wharf, do they ship goods by water?" Hardy asked.

　　 "Yes, the Colombians came here on an ocean freighter, transported the drugs to the offshore, and then sent them to the port by speedboat, and then returned with another freighter returning home."

　　 "Which terminal?"

"It’s a small private port outside the Santa Monica port. By the way, I remembered one thing. When I reported your affairs to Dani’s boss, I faintly heard what port Dani’s boss and military divisions mentioned, and arranged manpower. if."

　　 Hardy's heart moved.

　　Dani is probably talking about this drug deal.

　　 Now that the staff has been deployed, it seems that the transaction time is only these few days.

　　 Hardy felt that a big deal was beckoning him.