ps: Yesterday, the fiber optic cable was disconnected, so I will make up for the inventory today.

Thanks to "dslq", "op5q73", and "erhandaiguo", these good brothers for their monthly support! I also hope that more old friends can come to the book review area to let Qianchishi know that you are still there! Thank you.

Lin Qianchi stopped a yellow taxi with a gun, abandoned the shiny Harley-Davidson motorcycle, and rushed to the nearest New York Public Hospital with Sophia in her arms, who was unconscious due to blood loss.

...When Sophia started to receive blood and transfusions, Mike was also lame on one leg, and together with Avril and New York Bureau Chief Konka, escorted by several stern-looking agents, they hurried to the New York City Hospital.

"Aumaga, why did it become like this?" Looking at Sophia who was undergoing a blood transfusion and looking sluggish, Mike asked with true feelings and some heartache.

"Mike, you're here? Don't worry, I'm thick-skinned and fine!" Sofia, who has a thick waist and big butt, said a little weakly, but the tenderness in her eyes made her immediate boss Kongka also see something.

signs.

"Ye Gucheng, are you injured too?" Looking at the large blood stains on Lin Qianchi's torn leather jacket, Avril also shouted in horror, her true feelings showing at the same moment.

"My dear, I was not injured. Fortunately, Sophia saved my life."

"Director Konka, let me borrow your car. I'm going to pick up some things from the nightclub now!"

Lin Qianchi smiled slightly and patted Avril on the shoulder to indicate that she was fine.

When he turned to the branch director Konka and spoke calmly, he and Mike were also extremely surprised.

"Bro, you've fucked Fierogas? Oh, damn, that's great!"

"This scumbag, Douglas, is in big trouble. Sauri, dear..."

Mike shouted in surprise, realizing that his voice was too loud, and looked at Sophia apologetically, with a typical henpecky face, making everyone secretly chuckle.

"No problem, just take my car! I'll notify the riot police from the New York Law Enforcement Team to cooperate with you!"

Conca, director of the CIA's New York branch, said equally excitedly.

Following his wave, two strong and capable agents, holding the keys to his special car, quickly walked out of the emergency room with Lin Qianchi, who was armed with a heavy sniper, and rushed to the topless nightclub by car.

At this moment, a large number of New York riot police, with the cooperation of armed patrol helicopters, carrying light and heavy weapons and loaded with live ammunition, arrived at Queen Mary Hospital.

But it was obvious that the police arrived a step too late. Some frightened patients and medical staff stood on the bullet-riddled open grassland, looking at them blankly.

The Queen Mary Hospital, which once looked like a garden, has been burned down by several gangster gunmen who have been evacuated. It is burning fiercely and has turned into a sea of ​​​​fire.

Fierogas, who was recovering from his injuries, was also moved to Old Gambino's luxurious villa along with Stein's body and the evacuated gunmen.

When Lin Qianchi arrived at Wushuangzhuang Nightclub, he was shocked to find that the four doors were closed and it was deserted. Except for an old woman who was a janitor and cleaner, the gangsters and service staff who were watching the venue had disappeared.

The Wushuangzhuang nightclub is already empty.

When he kicked open the door of the locker room and found a bunch of Fierogas' keys, he took apart the small pendant and held a mini USB flash drive in his hand. He couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Apparently no one was there.

Looking through her locker.

"I don't know how Fierogas is doing now? Is he in danger?"

Lin Qianchi sighed secretly in his heart and nodded to the two agents waiting outside the door, indicating that he had gotten what he wanted. After they got what they wanted, they quickly got into the car with more vigilance and hurried back to New York City Hospital.

"Brother, slow down!" Lin Qianchi watched the news scrolling on the big screens on the streets of New York and whispered to the agents driving the car. He pressed the glass of the electric window, which made the two vigilant and capable agents extremely nervous.

"Are we being followed?" A capable agent with a baby face asked with some confusion, firmly grasping the shotgun in his hand.

Following Lin Qianchi's line of sight, they also discovered that videos of him competing in the boxing ring were constantly scrolling on the big screens on the street, and corresponding to them was the silhouette of gangster boss Dao Gross.

Because Lin Qianchi pressed down the electric window and could even hear some of the news broadcast clearly, they were shocked to find that Lin Qianchi had become a scandal star in the report.

Wallace, the famous reporter of the New York Times, and Brown, the editor-in-chief of the newspaper, withstood the psychological pressure caused by the New York gangsters and immediately disclosed on the official video that they reported the early morning bloodshed at Queen Mary Hospital.

The news quoted a well-informed police source as saying that New York gangster Douglas Gross and UFC's new star boxer Ye Gucheng were jealous of the little singer Avril Lavigne, which led to several murders in a row.

The detailed report on the front page of the website was quickly forwarded in large numbers and pushed Lin Qianchi to the forefront of the entertainment industry again. After all, he had just had an affair with the American socialite Kardashian last time.

If he didn't cause a national sensation last time, this time because he was involved in the sensitive term New York gangster, he suddenly became the focus of media attention and made him a well-known scandal star in M ​​country.

"Haha, brother, your feat at Queen Mary Hospital has been exposed by the New York Times, and now you are "famous"!"

The baby-faced agent joked and put the loaded shotgun on his legs, but seeing Lin Qianchi's unkind look, he shrugged self-deprecatingly and stopped talking nonsense.

"It is said that people are afraid of being famous, and pigs are afraid of getting fat."

Lin Qianchi slowly raised the bulletproof glass of the electric window, cutting off the news broadcasts rolling in the streets. He was worried about Avril's reputation and even the safety of Fierogas.

Just as he and the two agents successfully obtained the USB flash drive and returned to New York City Hospital, more gossip entertainment reporters and paparazzi with a keen sense of smell began to dig up his personal information everywhere.

Some well-informed reporters have successfully interviewed Kardashian in San Francisco, but she neither admitted nor denied the scandal with Ye Gucheng.

Facing the interview, she adopted the strategy of keeping silent throughout the interview, which brought her, an American socialite, into the public eye again.

Sports reporters from major newspapers and magazines also did not give up hyping this news. They began to interview the president of UFC and the three boxers defeated by Ye Gucheng. They hoped to dig out some valuable news clues from a unique perspective.

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Boxer Ye Gucheng's heroic fight against the New York gangsters created an era of national carnival for the news media. A large number of local reporters in New York rushed to the New York City Hospital and quickly set up long guns and short cannons to surround the hospital door.

"Should we enter the hospital through the back door? Or should we directly inform Director Mike and Conca and let us go directly back to the apartment..."

Lin Qianchi looked at the reporters in front of the hospital and felt helpless. He really didn't expect to become a scandal star in country M in this way.

A famous reporter from the New York Times was able to obtain such detailed information less than an hour after the shootout at Queen Mary Hospital.

It was even revealed that Douglas Rouse's younger brother, Stan, was injured in the Wushuang Nightclub. This must have been revealed by an insider within the New York Police Department.

However, this insider only disclosed his name and identity, but did not mention CIA agent Mike, which made him still somewhat resentful of the local police and the New York Times.

Mike and Conca also did not expect that the New York Times would immediately report the shooting at Queen Mary Hospital, and that local media reporters would react so quickly.

Worried that something might happen to Sofia and Avril in the hospital, they contacted a private hospital and transported Sofia and Avril together from the ambulance.

With the cooperation of the hospital security, they slipped out of the back door of the hospital, met up with Lin Qianchi and the two agents, and drove back to the CIA's New York branch headquarters.

On the way, the latest news was broadcast, which also shocked everyone in the car. "The famous reporter Wallace and the editor-in-chief who reported the shooting at Queen Mary Hospital were brutally shot on the street and at the newspaper headquarters by gunmen sent by the New York gang.

building.

The reporter who was the first to report the murder at Queen Mary Hospital was shot dead. This made Lin Qianchi, who was worried about his heart, feel relieved. However, the entire press and entertainment circles of Country M were instantly shocked. The entire society was in an uproar, and caused an uproar again.

The National Association of Professional Journalists, the Journalists Guild, and major well-known newspapers, magazines, and websites all published signed articles as soon as they received the news to seriously protest against the atrocities committed by the New York gang.

They blasted the Capitol Hill for restricting press freedom, which is detrimental to the fight against gangs, and clearly demanded that Congress deploy police from various places to severely crack down on gang forces in various places and protect journalists' personal and freedom of speech.

"On the cusp of the storm, Old Gambino actually took a desperate risk and sent someone to shoot the famous reporter Wallace. He was so desperate that he jumped over the wall!"

"Haha, the Gambino family and the New York gang are not far from being destroyed..."

Mike gloated and said with a smile, after all, Lin Qianchi had obtained a piece of precious evidence. Although he still didn't know the weight of this evidence, the New York gang had become the target of public criticism.

Even if the Gambino family has the backing of big names, it will be difficult for them to escape the severe crackdown from the M government if they commit public outrage.

Mike hit the nail on the head!

After they returned to the CIA's New York branch headquarters and began to excitedly retrieve the information on the USB flash drive, Gambino stood in the lobby of his villa.

He had a gloomy old face like orange peel, and looked at the headless body of the illegitimate son Stan with sorrow in his eyes... When he glanced at Douglas Rouse who was kneeling in front of him and several gunmen who had withdrawn from Mary Cong Hospital, his eyes

There is a fierce murderous intention in it.

When he waved the sharp machete in his hand, he received a call from the boss of the All-M Gang Alliance: "Old Gambino, I advise you to stop!"

"The big shots on Capitol Hill have called me several times! If you continue to go against the CIA, your brothers in the entire alliance will suffer. I suggest you find a few people to take the blame."

"Stop? My son is dead! Just this morning, his head was blown open by CIA agents..."

Old Gambino roared angrily and slammed the phone in his hand. Even though he was the boss of the gang alliance, he was not prepared to betray his face. It was obvious that the loss of his beloved son had made him extremely manic.

"Douglas, tell me, why is this happening? Stan was originally a smart and good boy, but he ended up in such a miserable end just because of you as his brother!"

"He admires you so much, but then, have you protected him?" Old Gambino looked at Douglass kneeling in front of him and said coldly.

Seeing him gritting his teeth and being speechless, Old Gambino suddenly picked up an unopened red wine displayed next to the machete, hit him on the head with a crash.

Red wine and blood dyed Douglas's cheeks red. He was beaten to the head and bleeding, but he didn't even frown.

"Tell me, why is this happening? Are you all mute? You son of a bitch!" Old Gambino continued to roar, and thrust half of the wine bottle in his hand as sharp as a knife into Douglas's thigh.

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"And you, you are all trash! Stan is dead, but why didn't you die in the hospital? You all go and accompany him!"

Old Gambino asked the four gunmen kneeling in front of him one by one, who had been evacuated from Queen Mary Hospital, and asked in an unusually cold voice. As he raised his hand, an expressionless man placed the sharp knife on the table.

The machete was handed to him.

"Poof!" A gunman's head was chopped off in a flash of sword light, and pillars of blood spurted out, splashing all over Old Gambino's head and face, causing his old face, all white beard and hair, to be quickly stained.

red.

After the head rolled out, he still had his eyes closed. This made the remaining gangster gunmen who were kneeling have despair in their eyes and their whole bodies began to tremble violently.

"Huh!" Old Gambino took a deep breath. Although his old age and frailty made him weak, he held the handle of the knife with both hands and raised the sharp machete again!

"Puff, puff!" This time he swung the knife twice in succession and chopped off the heads of the two gunmen, but it also exhausted all his strength and his chest began to gasp violently.

"kill him!"

Waving to the expressionless man behind him, Gambino threw the machete on the carpet and slowly walked back to the sofa.

He sat dejectedly on the sofa, looking at the body of his beloved son Stein.
To be continued...