District 9

At the door of the room on the second floor, three thunderbolts arrived with guns. The man in the woolen hat raised his leg and kicked the door lock three times. The door panel was only slightly loose and the door lock was dented and deformed.

"He's holding on."

The strong Belarusian man standing on the left, with frost flowers on his beard, said with fierce eyes: "Get out of the way."

The other two heard the sound and hid aside.

"Kangkongkangkong...!"

After several gunshots, seven or eight dense bullet holes were punched out in the center of the wooden door panel.

"Bang, bang!"

Another strong Belarusian man next to him raised his leg and kicked the center of the gun hole. The door panel shattered on the spot, revealing a large hole.

Indoors, there was a cabinet between Qin Yu and the door panel, so after the door panel shattered, it was too late for him to get close to the door panel.

Three guns were inserted through the hole kicked by the strong Belarusian man.

"damn it!"

Qin Yu's eyes were red, he held the edge of the cabinet with both hands, gritted his teeth and stood up.

The cabinet was lifted diagonally and hit in the direction of the hole.

Rapid gunshots resounded through the corridor, bullets crackling on the cabinets, and there was a strong smell of fire.

On the wooden floor, Qin Yu stepped on the large pools of blood he had shed, stood up with his shoulders on the cabinet, and blocked the door again.

"damn it!"

The man in the velvet hat cursed, turned around and asked, "Are you armed with thunder?"

"No." The Belarusian man shook his head.

"Knock it out of the way."

At this moment, the three of them had no shooting sight. In addition, the thickness of the cabinet was about half a meter. Although it was hollow in the middle, there were two thick wooden boards on both sides. So when the bullets are fired against the wooden board, it all depends on the performance. Some can shoot through the cabinet, but some can also be nailed to the wooden board behind.

Qin Yu had spent so many years saving money from the planned area to come here. Now he finally has the space to continue to survive, so he definitely doesn't want to die in such a muddle. He tried his best to survive, relying on his tall stature and excellent qualities to hold on to the cabinet for a while.

After the three of them collided for three or four minutes, there was no movement, and Qin Yu gradually lost strength. Coupled with the massive bleeding from the gunshot wound, he felt his brain was violently dizzy. But even so, he still pressed against the cabinet and shook his head vigorously to force himself to wake up.

downstairs.

The man in the velvet hat had just taken the fire ax from the store at the door when he saw two cars driving over at high speed.

"Squeak!"

There was a screeching sound on the road, and two police off-road pickup trucks stopped on the roadside.

"Oh shit!"

The man in the velvet hat cursed and immediately shouted: "That kid called someone and left."

After hearing the sound, the two Belarusian men rushed out of the house, pointed in the direction of the off-road vehicle, and decisively pulled the trigger.

As soon as the fierce gunfire rang out, Qin Yu's cell phone also rang.

"Hello?"

"We met each other downstairs..." Zhu Wei's voice sounded: "Don't worry, we'll go up right away."

When Qin Yu heard this, his tense nerves instantly relaxed.

…

At the intersection of Tuzhu Street and Fuyuan Road, dozens of special police vehicles were parked, and three hundred police officers in combat uniforms, bulletproof vests, and holding explosion-proof shields rushed down.

"Each group followed the instructions to disperse the troublemakers." The deputy superintendent of police held a walkie-talkie and yelled with sweat on his face: "Pay attention to the standards of law enforcement, and do not let the incident escalate or intensify the conflict. Say it again to disperse the crowd. For the Lord…!”

After the continuous shouting, three hundred police officers held shields and drove the team into the dirt street.

The sound of violent footsteps echoed in the chaotic streets covered with ice and snow. The police officers lined up and were completely dumbfounded as soon as they rushed in less than fifty meters away.

Gunshots rang out, homemade Molotov cocktails were thrown around, and at least a thousand people were fighting in chaos on the narrow streets.

On both sides of the road, glass was broken, open flames were burning at the door of many houses, and weapons such as knives and sticks were everywhere. The injured people were either running away or falling to the ground wailing. The scene was so chaotic that it seemed like it had just happened. Riot-stricken towns.

"Second team advances."

"Three teams advance."

"Security teams advance."

"...!"

After the superintendent captains kept shouting on their own dedicated FM channels, the police officers moved forward again.

"Put down your weapons and squat where you are!"

"Hold your head!"

"Don't move, don't move and shoot again!"

"...!"

After the police officers approached the fighting crowd, they began to shout non-stop, but the two groups of interest groups who were jealous did not listen to the shouts of these people at all.

At the same time, many lower-level residents in the building who secretly helped the Ma family also took home-made incendiary bombs and threw them down.

"boom!"

"on fire."

"Carrying a shield, someone is throwing objects from high above."

"...!"

There are only three hundred police officers in total, and they have received absolute orders not to intensify conflicts. They were restrained in doing things, and they couldn't really shoot the troublemakers without thinking, so as soon as this group of people entered the dirt street, they were dispersed by Molotov cocktails and the chaotic crowd.

Four or five police officers from the third team stepped forward and were about to hold down a strong man who was slashing, when suddenly a group of men with white cloth strips on their arms rushed out from the alley. They came up and fired their guns without saying a word. On the spot Killing a young police officer who had his back turned to them.

Deep in the dirt street.

A man in charge of drug sales under Yuan Hua Company led seven or eight people and beat a middle-aged man in his forties to death in a dirty alley.

After the man slashed the middle-aged man's neck with a knife, he turned around and shouted: "Tell Lao Ma that if he doesn't get out of the dirt street within three days, I will let his whole family die here."

…

At the entrance of the warehouse in the alley, Old Man Ma took off his military coat and threw it on the ground. He shouted with red eyes and gritted his teeth: "What the fuck, do you have to kill everyone? Then everyone should stop. Everyone, please listen to me. Okay, anyone who still wants to eat on the medicine line, bring me something and throw it at the Grand Palace. If you can't stand this time, we all have to leave."

"It's like riding a horse."

"Let's go to the Grand Palace."

"...!"

Hundreds of low-level mascots who pointed at the medicine line to eat immediately roared in agreement.

…

Fuyuan intersection.

Less than ten minutes after the three hundred police officers rushed into Tuzhu Street, they retreated in disgrace. Dozens of them were injured and three died.

Next to the vehicle, the deputy superintendent dialed Lao Li's phone with an extremely ugly expression.

"How is it going?"

"The red eye is worse than expected. As soon as the teams rushed in, they were squeezed out." The deputy director gasped and said: "My suggestion is to call the police station quickly. It is difficult for us to effectively stop the situation." It’s a mess.”

…

On the second floor of Century Avenue.

Yuan Hua was playing mahjong with the three bosses of the subsidiary company.

"The matter is too big, will it end badly?" The bald man frowned and asked: "I have called many times from the police department, and I heard that the tone is a bit serious."

"If we don't make a big fuss, I won't know what pain is." Yuan Huayun responded calmly: "Tell the brothers below who are responsible for the specific work. If the person is gone, I will pay for the settlement; if the person is gone, I will find a relationship to protect him." They. Money and connections are not needed at this time, so when will they be used? I just want to tell Lao Ma that compared to us, his physique is far behind."

"As for the police department, would you like to call me back?" the bald man asked again.

"If you don't reply, the relationship side is just making trouble." Yuan Hua said with a sneer: "If he wants to take advantage of the profits of the medicine line, he has to help me wipe his ass. Otherwise, why should I share his money? Wait, wait for things to happen. Let’s talk after it’s over.”

…

In the superintendent's office, Old Li personally called Old Man Ma, but the other party did not answer the phone. Director Li was completely furious. He slapped the table and shouted: "Call the garrison. I still don't believe it. A bunch of traffickers." Is the medicine still lawless?!"

"According to the procedure, you should first ask the police station what they want." The Senate President in charge of politics reminded me kindly.

Upon hearing this, Director Li immediately waved his hand and responded: "Yuan Hua has connections in the police station. We have asked for instructions. If the process takes two more hours, I don't know how many people will die in Tuzhong Street. Who will bear the blame in the end?" It must be me!"

The Senate President was stunned: "That's right."

"Call Mateo in the garrison and tell him that I, Mr. Li, begged him to send troops to suppress the armed fighting." Director Li urged urgently: "Hurry, the matter cannot escalate any further."

"I'll go right away." The Senate President nodded and left.

On the other side, the unconscious Qin Yu was rescued by Zhu Wei and immediately sent to the hospital.