Chapter 633: The Eve of Killing

"Lin Qianchi, please don't be impulsive now!"

"I want to tell you good news! The police have identified it as a gang under the control of the Gambino family and shot down their helicopter!"

"Because several police patrol cars had a fierce gun battle with the gangsters who were chasing us!"

"With the reinforcements of multiple riot police law enforcement teams, these desperadoes have all been killed, and many heavy weapons have been seized from their luxurious sports cars!"

"Haha, even the police never thought that you could shoot down a helicopter with a hand cannon!"

After Mike repeatedly tried to dissuade him, he couldn't help but laugh excitedly.

This result was indeed beyond his expectation, because it was indeed unnatural to be shot down by a pistol, so the big label of provoking the police has been placed on the head of the New York gangster controlled by the Gambino family.

Who allowed them to pursue him and Lin Qianchi and carry heavy weapons? This also caused unprecedented trouble for the Gambino family.

"So they are in big trouble? Even so, I can't let these bastards go!"

"Mike, if we don't kill them all once and for all, they will still haunt us in the future!"

Lin Qianchi said viciously, which also made Mike feel a little moved.

"After all, no matter how hard the New York police throws heavy punches and crazy arrests, it can only hit the bottom level of the gang! It won't be long before they recruit more troops and roar in swarms!"

"As long as there is no conclusive evidence, most of the gang leaders will still be at large, and it will be difficult to shake the foundation of the Gambino family. This is still a potential threat to him and Lin Qianchi."

"But to kill them all, unless we have some conclusive evidence of their crimes! How can I do it?"

"The New York gangsters controlled by the Gambino family are well-organized and hierarchical. Among the five major gangster families in New York, they are ranked first in committing crimes, murdering and stealing goods!"

"And because this family is so powerful and commits crimes so cunningly and erratically, the police and law enforcement agencies are helpless and have no way of taking action."

Mike pondered to himself, but still shook his head, feeling that this was an impossible task.

‘Can’t we ask our colleagues from the CIA in New York to cooperate? Surveillance is their specialty! And over the years, they should also know something about the gangs in the same city, right?”

"Mike, you forgot a woman! Fierogas, the female manager of the nightclub! Those gangster desperadoes just heard her say a word and hurriedly carried the injured to the hospital!"

Lin Qianchi said meaningfully, obviously he would not stop until all the New York gangsters were killed.

Mike's eyes lit up when he heard Lin Qianchi mentioning the nightclub's female manager, Fierogas. After pondering for a moment, he said resolutely: "Damn, it's not difficult to mobilize the power of the CIA here, but I have to ask the director for instructions!

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"Maybe through that high-status woman, we can really bring down the Gambino family. This would be considered a great achievement, and it would also allow the CIA to show its face in front of the public and establish a good image."

Seeing that Mike had been persuaded, Lin Qianchi also smiled and encouraged him again: "Mike, what's the chance! We will completely wipe out the gangs in New York. This can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people!"

"Hehe, even if they are framed by us, they will not give up. Only by killing them completely can we and the little kitten not have to be afraid and endure their endless pursuit!"

"That female supervisor, Fierogas, let me do it! And you should quickly ask Director Danny for instructions and be responsible for contacting colleagues from the local CIA!"

"Lin Qianchi actually still remembers the old black man Danny? It's a pity that he has been fired! All his previous flattery and efforts were in vain. Fortunately, the current director Hoover also trusts him."

Mike sighed inwardly. After walking a few steps, he reached a corner and called Director Hoover.

Lin Qianchi naturally knew how to avoid suspicion. He took the kitten Avril's little hand and walked slowly forward with her. The two of them were like a couple in love.

At this moment, Avril was extremely surprised. No wonder Mike, who was on crutches, was extremely aggressive. He was actually a senior executive of the CIA and could directly talk to the director on the phone.

Thinking that Lin Qianchi and Mike would mobilize their forces to deal with the gangs in New York, she was both excited and nervous. If the gangs in New York were completely dismantled, she would also be relieved to have defused a life-threatening time bomb.

A few showgirls and two sexy showgirls are a lesson learned from the past!

When Lin Qianchi held Avril's little hand and cautiously returned with Mike to the Holiday Inn adjacent to Madison Square Garden, the New York police swept through many adult nightclubs, bars, and billiard rooms owned by the old gangster avenue Gross all night long.

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However, due to the lack of conclusive evidence and the tight-lipped tone of the captured gangsters, the police were still unable to do anything to deal with the gang leader Douglas Rouse, let alone shake the foundation of the Gambino family, the real boss behind the scenes.

Accompanied by a well-known lawyer, after dispatching three or four waves of police teams, gangster Doug Rouse looked at his subordinates with a livid face.

"Well, can anyone tell me?"

"Who on earth actually shot down the police helicopter?"

After Douglass sat on the luxurious sofa in the hall, he first raised one of his furry bare feet. When he began to rub the space between his toes with one hand, he also began to ask sinisterly.

"Who is it? Bill, your men, or you?"

Looking at his subordinates who had the same blank look but remained silent, he put the finger that was rubbing his feet in front of his nose and sniffed, but suddenly he roared loudly again.

His roar resounded through the hall of the villa. Several of his leaders, many confidants, and his mistress Fierogas could not help but feel frightened, but no one spoke because they were also confused.

As the leader of the New York gang, Douglas Rouse is a prolific murderer, but he is usually gentle and gentle. If you only look at his appearance, many people will mistakenly think that he is an elegant gentleman.

Therefore, if he is not extremely angry now, he is furious at the incompetent person!

"Everyone is trash! I don't even know who shot down the police helicopter!"

Douglass cursed angrily, picked up a delicate teacup, and smashed it into his subordinate Bill's face. Blood gushes out quickly, but he didn't even blink. Instead, he stood up straighter.

"Okay, okay! It seems you don't know who did it, do you?"

"Then tell me now, have you found the two people who injured my brother Stan and the Black Tower?" Douglas said with a grin, but the shameful expressions and evasive eyes of everyone made him even more worried.

irritable.

"Fierogas, come here!" Douglas waved and said to his mistress, Fierogas, asking her to walk up to him helplessly.

After grabbing a handful of Fierogas' hair, Douglass raised his fist, and the sounds of "bang, bang, click" were alternated with her miserable howls and cries of pain, which could not be heard for a while.

The brow bone has been cracked, the eyes have turned into panda eyes, and the straight bridge of the nose has also collapsed strangely. The originally sexy red lips also did not escape the violent beating of Douglas.

Panting heavily and with scarlet eyes, Douglass raised his leg and kicked his mistress, Fierogas, whose face was covered in blood and looked like a ghost with a "plop", to the ground.

"Smelly bitch! You clearly saw that my brother Stanton and the "Black Tower" had been beaten and disabled, but you allowed them to leave in such a blatant way, causing me so much trouble!"

"Let me ask you, how many people are there in the nightclub? How many guns are there? If you hadn't made the decision without permission, even if the lame man had a gun, you could have killed them on the spot even if you used people to fill it!"

Douglass yelled angrily. Feeling that he still couldn't forgive his hatred, he stood up again and kicked Fierogas hard on the lower abdomen with the stinky foot he had just kicked, making her bend over like a shrimp in severe pain. , but did not utter a single cry.

"You still want to see it? You guys go out and look for me overnight! I will see the heads of the cripple and his accomplices tomorrow, and the little bitch, and bring them back to me..."

Douglas looked coldly at his subordinates who did not dare to say anything, and cursed with unusual contempt.

Even though he knew that the police were keeping an eye on the entire gang, he still went his own way and was bound to kill Mike, Lin Qianchi, and even the little pop star Avril Lavigne.

Of course, Lin Qianchi and Mike had no intention of letting him go, and even the Gambino family, the real boss behind him, were listed as targets of attack.

After getting the approval of CIA boss Hoover, Mike began to contact the director of the CIA's New York branch overnight, planning how to dial out the New York gang and destroy the foundation of the Gambino family.

But Lin Qianchi was sitting on the soft sofa, patiently waiting for Avril Lavigne to take a bath in the bathroom.

He and Mike were not careless because the police raided the gang overnight. Although they still stayed in the Holiday Inn, two new luxurious suites were opened on different floors.
Chapter completed!