"What, the butcher was blown to death, and the butcher's munitions warehouse was also emptied..."
Right at the headquarters of the Doomsday Gang, a cathedral in the third district, with hair dyed like a green turtle, the boss of the Doomsday Gang, Sasha, heard the report from his subordinates, and he screamed.
The Doomsday Gang is very arrogant. Among the gangs in Paris, the Doomsday Gang is the only one who has its headquarters in the church. They painted the cross on the roof of the church black, and underneath the cross, there was a hanging one after two years. After the wind, the sun and the rain, it has turned into a boneless corpse. It is the priest of the church.
A group of gangsters, drinking, taking drugs, parties, promiscuity, torturing prisoners, killing people, all the things that can blaspheme the gods, they have done all the things that can blaspheme the gods in the church.
At the same time in the church, there is also the boss of the Blood Moon Gang and the Jackal Gang.
A few people were discussing a general attack on the Chinese community in District 11 tonight.
The boss of the Blood Moon Gang is a woman with a tight leather jacket, short black hair, delicate makeup, sharp and delicate, and full of danger, while the boss of the Jackal Gang is a brawny man wearing a blindfold.
"How could there be so many things in the butcher's munitions warehouse that they were emptied? Could it be that his subordinates did it?"
"I don't know, there's already a mess at the Paris East Railway Station. The butcher's subordinates have begun to separate. Brezov and Anjiad each took a group of people to carve up the butcher's site. I heard that they were trying to **** the butcher's villa. Some people were killed..."
Sasha frowned, her eyes flashing fiercely, and directly ordered, "It doesn't matter if the butcher is dead, you go to find out who emptied the butcher's arms warehouse, and whoever has the butcher's things in hand, we can continue to cooperate with whom. ..."
"The people on the butcher's side all said that the things in the munitions depot suddenly disappeared by themselves. They didn't know what was going on. The butcher who got the news returned to Paris East Station to check, and when he came out he was hit by a powerful car bomb. It's blown to death..."
"How can the things in the warehouse suddenly disappear by themselves?" Sasha sneered, "Go tell Brezov and Anjiade, whoever provides us with things, I will support whoever becomes the second butcher..."
The person reporting the news left, and in the room, only the bosses of the Doomsday Gang, the Blood Moon Gang and the Jackal Gang were left. The faces of the three of them were different. The boss of the Jackal Gang, Zuo De, had unexpected expressions on his face. There is a bit of excitement hidden, because the butcher's territory is connected to their jackal gang. If something goes wrong on the butcher's side, it means that their jackal gang has an opportunity to get a lot of benefits.
And the woman of the Blood Moon Gang heard what she said just now, but her eyes flickered strangely, as if thinking of something, between her eyebrows, she quietly climbed a mountain.
"Two, something happened to the butcher, but it does not affect our actions tonight. The previous munitions and explosives are already in place, and the self-detonation truck has been assembled. Let's discuss the action tonight!" Sasha scanned the two of them. At a glance, I pointed a dagger at the map of District 11 on the table, and the tip of the dagger pierced the People's Square. "Tonight, we will use a self-explosive truck to clear the obstacles here and break through the defense lines of those Chinese, and then we can drive straight in. , From the two streets here, the soldiers are divided into two, occupying all the Chinese communities and the wholesale market in the 11th district. Our Doomsday helps claim ten self-destructed trucks. The rest, the two of you are equally divided, there is no problem..."
The woman of the Blood Moon Gang frowned slightly and opened her mouth coldly, "I think the action tonight can be postponed. There have been many accidents in the past two days. First, the BG help had an accident, and now the butcher has an accident. I think this It's not a coincidence. You shouldn't act rashly until the butcher's affairs have been clarified..."
"Mujiana, are you afraid? We have been preparing for this action for a long time. Now that we are ready to act, everything is ready. You said you want to give up?" Sasha said coldly. Turning his eyes to the woman, "There are not many people who can participate in the war, and there is not much help that BG can provide, so I give them the least share. Whether they are there or not, it will not affect our actions. The butcher has already fulfilled the contract before. I think Our actions can be unaffected!"
"The original main force was us. I think the opportunity is just right now..." The jackal gang boss Barre licked his lips and said greedily, "Perhaps the Chinese thought that the butcher had something wrong, and we would not take any major actions. It can be even more... How do you say that sentence... Surprise, yes, just surprise..."
The woman named Mo Jiana showed a cold and mocking smile on her mouth, and she stood up, "Since you insist, then our Blood Moon Gang will withdraw and we will no longer participate in tonight's action!"
Sasha twisted his face, suddenly took out a silver pistol and pointed it at Morgana, "Are you kidding me?"
Morjana sneered, looking at Sasha holding the gun, a dangerous light flashed in her eyes, a cloud of black mist appeared in one hand, and Sasha looked at the rolling black mist on Morjana's hand. Eyelids twitched, a little worried.
"Sasha, if you dare to shoot, you must be the one who will die. Do you want to try?" Mo Jiana said without fear.
Sasha took a deep breath, slowly put down the gun, and then laughed suddenly, "Mojana, don't you think about it anymore, if you leave this time, the feast that follows has nothing to do with you!"
"Greed can make people stupid, and vanity can make people extreme. This is the root of tragedy. Things have changed and are doing our harm, but you have ignored them and still stick to your own judgment. I can only wish Good luck!" Mo Jiana finished speaking, and left without looking back.
Outside the room, there are bodyguards from the Blood Moon gang waiting for her.
"Bah, this stinky bitch..." The jackal gang boss Barre spit in the back and cursed, "If she falls on my hand someday, I will let her know how good I am, I will pay Haven't played Summoner..."
"It doesn't matter if she quits, we can share a little bit more, and all the shares of the Blood Moon Gang will be given to you, Barre, can you eat it?" Sasha looked at Barre and asked.
"No problem!" Barre patted his chest, his eyes moved slyly, "But I still need a promise from you!"
"What promise?"
"Waiting to win the Chinese district in the 11th district, the butcher's site, it belongs to me..."
"make a deal!"
"Tonight, we are going to wash the 11th district..." Barre laughed viciously, "I like those women in the 11th district..."
"Don't worry, there will be, as long as they kill their men, get ready to act..."
The night finally came, and the restless air enveloped the entire Eleventh District.
It's very strange that after the night fell, the gunshots that could be heard everywhere in the 11th district disappeared miraculously. The gang members and armed forces who had attacked the Chinese community in People's Square before, seemed to be one by one. Disappeared...
The Chinese community is obviously a little disturbed.
Taking advantage of the nightfall, Xia Ping'an saw the guards and engineering teams organized by the Chinese community urgently strengthening the fortifications near People's Square. The Chinese community was crowded with people and seemed to have received some noise. Guards continued to enter the position. Some people installed explosives and detonators in some of the buildings on the street. The youngest of those who stepped onto the ground seemed to be just over a dozen years old and still a teenager, but his face was already firm.
Old people in old age are moving things, strengthening fortifications, and making simple incendiary bombs and earthy bombs with materials such as fertilizer, gasoline, nails, broken glass and alcohol, washing powder and butter.
The women formed a health team and made a lot of stretchers. The children in the Chinese community were placed in secret underground shelters and refuges. Teachers were also teaching the children to read books to calm the children's emotions. The men who took up the weapon all took up the weapon.
The person in charge of commanding the defense and fighting of the Chinese community has a lot of experience in fighting in the city and has made many arrangements. Even if People's Square is lost, the gangsters who invade the Chinese community are also cruel and fierce street fighting. There are endless ambushes, and it is still unknown whether those gang members can withstand the test of this kind of battle.
Xia Pingan was sitting leisurely on the roof of the coffee shop next to People's Square, eating almond milk chocolate while watching the changes in the Chinese community with satisfaction, while Fushen boy jumped around beside him, having a good time. I'm glad, even without him ~www.mtlnovel.com~ the Chinese community in District 11 would be very difficult to fall tonight, but casualties are bound to be inevitable.
Of course, if he is here, he can't naturally watch those gangsters bullying and slaughtering the Chinese here, no matter which country the Chinese come from, they also have the same blood flowing with them.
This is that blood is thicker than water.
This afternoon, with the fusion of the body and the spirit, Xia Ping's magical power has quietly increased by hundreds of points, and more spells can be used.
It was about eight o'clock, and as the night became the general, the restlessness and restlessness in the air were completely ignited by the roar of the car.
The war finally arrived...
On the other side of People's Square, a large group of doomsday gangs and jackals, armed with various weapons, led by more than 30 modified self-explosive trucks and armored pickups, and several wheeled combat vehicles. The two directions slowly approached the People's Square.
The gangs of two gangsters gathered here, crowded in black, about three to four thousand people, crowded the streets, and dark clouds overwhelmed the city.
In the dark, a self-explosive truck modified with steel plates and iron fences finally moved, roaring like a monster, and drove out from the other side of People's Square, braving black smoke, and speeding towards the barbed wire and fences of the Chinese community. The fortifications rushed past.
Driving a self-detonating truck as cannon fodder is a gangster with blood-red eyes and drug addicts and brainwashed into a state of madness...
The battle started in an instant. When the self-explosive truck rushed to People's Square, countless bullets were shot at the self-explosive truck.