Chapter 422

424. Chapter 418: Two Left

Between killing the opponent's leader or saving one's own leader, how to choose?

This is a very complicated problem; some people choose to continue chasing and killing the opponent's leader, and some people choose to save their own boss.

After all, saving the boss's life is far more capable of gaining the boss's favor than killing the opponent's leader.

When the gunmen from Xiang Yalan began to fight back and dragged him out of the car, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In this extremely short moment, he made a decision: return to the hotel.

There are many rooms in the hotel, not as open as here; as long as you guard a corridor or a stairwell, you can save your life.

Rick has also experienced this kind of battle; before he showed the ability to inherit the family, he was just a captain and often had to "work."

He didn't know how long he hadn't been in such an environment; the illusion brought by the adrenaline rampage gave him an illusion that he could kill everyone if he rushed out with a gun.

His reason told him that he was not this kind of material.

But this road is not so easy to walk; the firepower around is too fierce. He doesn't know how many enemies there are, but he knows that the people around him who are protecting him are constantly dying, so much so that he needs to pick up a pistol from the ground and try to fight back.

The whole process might be about three or four minutes; Rick, who was panting heavily behind a car, was a little desperate.

He watched helplessly as a gunman in front of him used the car as cover to shoot; in less than five seconds, he fell on him with several bullet holes on his face.

At this moment, he thought of his son, and a fear grew from the deepest part of his heart and began to spread...

He was panicked, panicked like a woman, and pushed away the gunman who fell on him; he told himself to find a way to escape back to the hotel.

It was only twenty or thirty meters away, but this distance was like an unfathomable abyss, constantly swallowing people's lives.

A gunman struggled and fell to the ground; this guy had the slightly darker skin color peculiar to Xiang Yalan people, and his skin was still very rough.

He had some acne on his face and looked only seventeen or eighteen or nineteen years old; he looked straight at Rick, his two shoulders shrugging, and then began to vomit blood.

In less than a few seconds, he seemed to have lost consciousness.

At this moment, revenge, dignity, dual emperors, none of them are more important than life!

He regretted it a little, but it was too late to regret.

Several shadows against the light appeared behind him; he looked back at those people, the sun was right above their heads, and he could only squint his eyes.

He couldn't see the faces of these people clearly, he could only see their cold eyes; he just wanted to say something, and the gunshots rang out.

So, this is the feeling of being shot.

He leaned against the tire and fell to the ground slowly; just now, he felt countless fists falling on him, but strangely, it didn't hurt at all.

Then he felt his strength losing, and there was a very serious feeling of panic.

If there was a doctor here, he would tell Rick that this is a kind of near-death feeling.

It is the last signal sent by the organism before death; these signals are telling his brain to think of a way.

If he can think of a way, then the near-death feeling will disappear.

If he can't think of a way, then it will also disappear.

Because dead people have no feeling.

The brain hypoxia caused by blood loss made the world in front of him begin to turn black; just as he was about to lose consciousness, a young man came to him.

He had seen that young man, it seemed to be called... Lanse.

Yes, Lanse White, a small character.

He watched Lanse nod at him, and then the gunmen around him surrounded him, and the bullets drowned him in an instant.

What he didn't see was that behind Lanse, there were two more people, Alberto and Francisco.

Francisco looked at Rick, who had already been beaten into a honeycomb, with disbelief; he couldn't believe that this person who had caused huge losses to the family, and even Paul's death was partly because of him, died on this street like this, died under the sun.

Blood spread from his body to the surroundings; Francisco suddenly felt a little sad, and a little lucky.

The gunshots in the distance were still continuing, and there were still a batch of gunmen attacking Salifu.

"It's over," Alberto exhaled a turbid breath; he glanced at Lanse and noticed that Lanse was looking at the street block in another direction.

"Salifu is not a good person; if you don't believe it, Bandi looked for me."

Lanse's gaze shifted to Alberto's face, "What did he look for you for?"

"He said Salifu said Rick's son was killed by us, and he asked us not to interfere in this matter."

A very special expression appeared on Lanse's face, "Actually, it's not over yet!"

In Alberto's not-so-understanding gaze, Lanse called over Hairam, who had braids, and whispered in his ear; then he greeted his men and ran toward Salifu's side.

Alberto didn't quite understand, "Are you going to save him?"

Lanse shook his head, "I'm afraid he won't die."

Then, in Alberto's surprised gaze, he also ran toward that side.

Salifu was shot twice, in the leg; he suspected that these two shots were not fired by Rick's people, but by his own people, because when he was shot, it was impossible for him to be hit in the leg by the opponent, it could only be from behind.

But now saying this not only can't solve the problem, but also can trigger some unnecessary trouble, so he has been encouraging everyone to continue to resist, and reinforcements will arrive soon.

He didn't have many people left either; they were lucky, the car crashed into a shop on the side of the road, and then they gathered some manpower to hold on here; even if there were many people on the opposite side, it was not easy to rush in.

He is a little panicked now; these gunmen from Xiang Yalan are too fierce, and they don't care about their lives at all.

He was afraid that his people wouldn't be able to clean up Rick, and worried that they wouldn't be able to withstand the attack of the gunmen outside.

And their bullets are not too many.

This is a very desperate thing, but suddenly, there was another fierce gunshot outside, and then, it seemed that all the gunshots stopped, and it became quiet in an instant!

A look of surprise appeared on Salifu's face; he shouted loudly, "Who is outside?"

"It's me, Lanse!"

"Are you okay?"

"Can you walk out by yourself?"

Salifu breathed a heavy sigh of relief at this time, and a smile from the heart appeared on his face.

Lanse is here, which means Rick has been killed, and he is safe.

He was just about to stand up, and the severe pain began to attack him; he fell to the ground all of a sudden, which made him let out a cry of pain.

"What's wrong with you, do you need help?"

"Yes, I was shot, this car... is a bit in the way, can you help me leave here?"

"Of course you can..."

Soon, Lanse and the others walked in; there were only five people left in the shop, and several lying on the ground, who should be asleep.

Young people are good at this; no matter what place it is, whether there is noise or not, they fall asleep as soon as they fall.

Lanse's gaze fell on Salifu's thigh; the wound was not fatal, if it were fatal, he wouldn't have lasted until now.

I don't know why, Salifu suddenly felt that something was wrong, because these people didn't walk over to help him up, or drive the car away, but stood there, looking at them.

He squeezed out a smile, a very reluctant smile, his heart was nervous to the extreme!

"Lanse, you..."

Lanse asked with a smile, "I heard you told Bandi that it was me and Alberto who killed Rick's son?"

In just such an instant, Salifu knew where the problem was, and at the same time, he also understood that Bandi and Rick were in the same boat; they set a trap to harm him!

That's why they revealed to Lanse and Alberto that he leaked the news, so that they wouldn't help him.

But he never thought that Lanse and the others would not only come in, but also kill him.

"Listen to my explanation...", his brain was running at an unprecedented high speed; he had never used his brain with such great effort in his life!

The people around him also looked at him with the expression of looking at a lunatic; they also couldn't understand this operation of Salifu.

At this time, betraying allies, you are really crazy?!

His attempt to explain just shows that these were done by him.

Lanse raised the pistol in his hand and pulled the trigger at Salifu, who was lying on the ground with his hand still covering his wound, "Go to heaven and explain to God!"

Salifu, whose eyes were still wide open, looked at Lanse and these people; his brain was not completely blank—

Bandi, you son of a bitch!

This gunshot was like a signal; the survivors in the room were beaten into a sieve in an instant, including Salifu.

He seemed to have a "why" left in his mouth that he wanted to ask Lanse, and the eyes at the last moment were also full of confusion.

Lanse noticed that there were two girls in the corner; they had been scared to pee their pants, and the whole person was trembling violently.

Lanse looked at them, his tone was very light, even gentle!

"You haven't seen us; he was killed by those gunmen outside. The gunmen left after killing them, do you remember?"

The two girls could only nod while shaking; from their faces, it was not difficult to see that they didn't expect themselves to survive!

Lanse showed a bright smile, gave them a military salute common in movies, very Federation-style, and then stepped on the building debris all over the floor and led people away from this shop.

The police soon blocked the whole street; the mayor lying on the hospital bed was also alarmed to the scene, but there was no anger or similar emotions on his face, only calmness, and even a trace of a smile.

Although his future is finished, he will still smile because of these people's bad luck; perhaps this is the most realistic portrayal of having no demands, so there is no fatal weakness!

In fact, when the police came, they saw the motorcades of Lanse and Alberto, but based on a rigorous legal attitude, they would not intercept these motorcades without sufficient evidence, let alone suspect without reason that the people in the cars had any connection with the gunfight just now.

The result of the fire in the city center spread throughout the city within twenty minutes, and after thirty minutes, even the governor had heard about this matter.

The Tita family and the Casia family among the five major families had a fire on the main road outside the Jincheng Century Hotel in the city center.

It is rumored that Salifu killed Rick's son before, which may be the reason for the escalation of the conflict.

More than seventy gang corpses were found at the scene, and according to witnesses, a large group of people fled the scene.

Among the corpses found, they found the corpse of Rick Casia, the number one figure of the Casia family.

And the corpse of Salifu Tita, the number one figure of the Tita family.

This news shocked the entire New Jincheng and even Likai State, and then news came out that the two had negotiated at the Jincheng Century Hotel before the fire, and it is said that Bandi also participated in the negotiation...

Bandi's hand shook when he heard this news, and the coffee spilled and drenched his legs; he had a moment of doubt at this time, if he had left late, would he have been killed too?

Because obviously there was another batch of people at the scene; who were their people, why did they want to do this?

So much so that he even began to doubt whether Rick and Salifu really died in a fire.

But thinking about these is of no use now; Hunter called him and asked him to go to the police station to talk.

Such a big thing happened; although they also found two people who could carry all the problems, the process that should be walked still has to be walked.

Bandi's battle was very large when he went out; Hunter, who was waiting for him at the door of the police station, couldn't help frowning, "I thought you were going to attack the police station."

Bandi shook his head and didn't say anything; he was just uneasy.

Whether it was Rick or Salifu, they once represented the representative figures of the top forces in New Jincheng.

Now that they are all dead suddenly, this gave him a very bad feeling.

It was only a year, Paul died, Rick and Salifu died; only he and Feijiaer were left among the old guys of the "old era."

He didn't have this feeling before, but now, he has it.

It's like a huge storm is about to hit this city, and some signs have appeared!

Although traveling with so many people might be a bit... shameful, it's better than losing his life.

"This is not Charlie's room?", Bandi, who was sitting opposite the desk, was a little strange; in his memory, Charlie's office was not in this position.

Hunter didn't answer his question, but the answer was "Yes"; he didn't continue to use Charlie's office, but chose another one.

Although there was no problem with doing so, it also expressed his personal will to a greater or lesser extent.

He put his hands on the table very naturally, "You already know why I asked you to come over; can you tell me what happened?"

Bandi crossed his legs, his hands pressed on the armrests of the chair; he looked a little nervous and was still trying hard to cover it up, "They had some conflicts and contradictions, and I wanted to help them mediate."

"You know, the public security of the city is getting worse and worse; as a member of New Jincheng, I also hope to return to the previous state as soon as possible."

"I made an appointment for them at the open-air coffee house of the Jincheng Century Hotel; we talked for a while, but it collapsed."

"Neither of them was willing to let go of the hatred; I saw that I couldn't persuade them, so I left first."

"And then what happened, I heard it from you; what I know is as much as what you know, and even less than what you know."

Hunter stared at Bandi, seemingly wanting to find some traces of lying on his face, but he obviously failed and didn't succeed.

After a short silence, he asked, "Say some things you know."

Bandi chose things that could be said and said some; these things that could be said had no value, and it didn't matter if they were said.

Listening to those complicated and meaningless things, Hunter finally waved his hand, "You'd better be like what you said, and have nothing to do with this matter."

After a period of state adjustment and pouring out, Bandi's emotions recovered a lot; he frowned slightly, "Charlie didn't dare to talk to me like this."

His meaning was very clear; Hunter was just Charlie's subordinate, what kind of thing, and dare to talk to him like this?

Hunter shook his head slightly, "I just want to know what happened and catch the criminal as soon as possible."

"If you don't want to say it, you can completely not say it."

Bandi's eyes suddenly flickered slightly, "I suddenly thought of some things; during this period, Salifu and the Pasleto family, that Alberto, and Lanse White have been walking very close; maybe they know something."

Hunter wrote these down, "I will investigate them; are there any other valuable clues?"

Bandi shook his head, "No more."

Hunter knew he couldn't ask anything; doing so was just walking through the process. He stood up and reached out, "Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Koda; if you think of any valuable clues again, call me anytime."

Bandi nodded, turned and left; Hunter sent him to the door of the police station and watched him leave by car.

If this fire was at night, if it was in a relatively remote place, it would be easy to solve.

But in the city center in broad daylight, this case will definitely spread quickly; if he doesn't do anything, it will be equivalent to giving the mayor an excuse to take him down from this position.

Even if he has decided to make this case "both sides of the fire died" as the core of the case, he still has to do as much as he should.

When he heard that this case involved Lanse, he had some new ideas.

Lanse is challenging his and Charlie's basic disk; now many branch police are discussing the "account sharing" problem in the Empire District and Port District.

They have a company specifically for collecting accounts, and then issue an additional legal income to every police officer in the jurisdiction, which is still very attractive among the police.

After all, this money is clean, and they have no burden when using it, and they don't have to worry about having problems because of this money in the future.

And once the account sharing mode is implemented, they will never be able to leave Lanse again.

This is equivalent to challenging their bottom line for Hunter and Richard, who take the police as the basic disk!