"Damn it, what's going on?" Jason Hammerley cursed, exchanged a glance with his older brother Tanson Hammerley, and then split up. Jason led one of his underlings toward the place where the two had suddenly disappeared without a trace, while Tanson quickly rushed into the warehouse.
When Tansen rushed into the warehouse with his gun, the sight inside sent a chill down his spine. All the other people who had been left in the warehouse were lying dead on the spot, each with a black arrow pinned to their forehead.
"Rat-a-tat-tat!" Suddenly, another burst of gunfire rang out from outside, followed by the police shouting, "Listen up, you're surrounded! Put down your guns, put your hands behind your heads, and slowly walk out! I repeat, put down your guns and slowly walk out!"
In that moment of distraction, a cold blade flashed across his eyes, and along with the approaching darkness came the sound of his last henchman falling to the ground!
"Ah!" With his eyeballs slashed by Li Jia, the pain was an extreme challenge to Tansen Hanmoli's brain. Fortunately, after howling for a long time, his brain finally gave out and went into hibernation, and Tansen fainted.
Li Jia had long since disappeared. The thirty-odd hostages inside looked at each other, and after confirming that no guns were pointed at them, they immediately stood up and ran desperately towards the door. Outside the door were five or six police cars and a group of heavily armed police officers, with their impressive equipment and sophisticated weapons, who were making a final attempt to persuade the hostages to surrender.
"Don't shoot! It's a hostage. The hostage is safe! Quick! Go into the warehouse and see what's going on! Rescue all the hostages!" With such a major case, the Florence Police Department's top leader, Harry, naturally couldn't get a proper rest. Upon receiving the report, he immediately mobilized all available personnel from the police department and quickly arrived at the scene.
Hai Rui, who had expected a tough battle, finally understood the true meaning of what Li Jia had said to him that day when he looked at the situation before him: "Chief, there is another one alive, but his eyes have been slashed. I believe we will soon find out his identity."
At that moment, a policeman came out, followed by two officers carrying Tansen. He approached Harry and reported, "Okay, take him back. We've got something to do tonight!"
"Chief, your phone." At that moment, a policeman approached and said. Hai Rui followed the policeman to his car. "Hai Rui, who is this?"
"Chief, today's haul must be plentiful, even though the prime suspect hasn't been caught. I'm sure the people of Florence will be very satisfied with the police for such high efficiency!" It was Li Jia on the other end of the phone. After saying this with a smile, she hung up and stood quietly watching the scene in front of the warehouse. Hai Rui nodded, "Yeah, very satisfied."
After tossing the phone into the car, he got in and drove away. The once bustling warehouse fell silent in an instant. After Li Jia and Wang Qiang reunited, Wang Qiang's gaze towards Li Jia became increasingly intense. Li Jia's performance today spoke volumes. Although Wang Qiang was truly unsatisfied this time, having only killed two people—Jason apparently shot by the police for resisting arrest, and the Dragon Dance Gang members unfortunately not getting a chance to act—these things didn't matter to Li Jia. What mattered was that the thirty-odd hostages were completely safe.
The next day's front page featured Sheriff Harry's efficient crime-solving, including the killing of twenty-two Mafia members and the capture of one of their leaders, Tanson Hammerley.
Naturally, this news reached Quentin Hammerly's ears immediately. His usually calm and collected personality was instantly shattered by the outburst of rage. The Dragon Dance Club's intelligence did not reveal Quentin Hammerly's true strength distribution.
In a dilapidated residential building behind the vampire bar, Quentin had about twenty henchmen sitting or standing in front of him, each holding a weapon of varying lengths. One of them even held a foot-long jungle combat knife. Although he was short, he exuded a ruthless killing intent. There was a clear barrier around him, with everyone keeping a safe distance from him.
“One of the Jason brothers is dead, and the other is wounded. All the other brothers are dead. With the deadline fast approaching, if we fail to complete the target assigned by our superiors, none of us will escape unscathed. Therefore, from now on, no one is allowed to leave the premises until I find the next target. If you really can't hold back, I don't mind if you go and cause trouble for those Chinese people, provided that you don't expose your whereabouts. If you are exposed, you know what the consequences will be and what to do!”
The speaker was none other than Quentin Hammerli, who had been lurking in Florence for many years. With his blond curly hair, deep blue eyes, and striking eye sockets, he stood out from the crowd. His nearly two-meter height, well-proportioned physique, and the faint smile on his lips combined to make him the Quentin Hammerli that the Dragon Dance Club had been searching for.
If he weren't with this group of people, almost no one would imagine that such a tall and handsome man would be a notorious henchman of the Mafia.
"God of Slaughter, you might be interested in this." A text message came to Li Jia's phone. The message was brief, followed by an email address and password. Li Jia immediately logged into the email account and downloaded the contents of the new email.
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