West Coast Aesthetic Iaido

"It's a bit messy here."

In the third block, Selina, who had just parked on the side of the street, frowned as she looked at the dilapidated houses and gardens in disrepair.

"They still like to fight for this kind of place?"

Selina was somewhat puzzled by the fact that the Cripple Gang and the Blood Gang had previously competed for control of this area.

"The more chaotic it is, the more they like it." Luo Su, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said, opened the door and walked out.

This third neighborhood in Long Beach City is not actually a slum, but compared to the wealthy areas that are mostly composed of white people, most of the people living here are black.

Due to the income gap and their own habits, the black people here do not have the time and money to deal with appearance matters, at least in August and September, they are not very good at dealing with it.

"Hey, Luo."

After several police cars parked, Mobley walked up to Luo Su in full gear and asked, "What are you going to do today?"

"Let's take a look here first." Luo Su leaned against the car door and said to Mobley beside him.

Mobley was wearing a police uniform with a body armor on top. There was an HK416 assault rifle hanging in front of the body armor. It felt like he was going to fight.

However, although the equipment was bluffing, Mobley suddenly whispered after approaching Luo Su: "When I came out of the police station, I heard them say that Chief Lori was very dissatisfied with yesterday's shooting."

The shooting Mobley was talking about was the drunkard Arturo Santos found to warn Luo Su. To do this, Arturo Santos only spent less than $100 in total.

"What does he have to be unhappy about? It's not a gang shooting. It's none of our business."

Luo Su didn't pay attention to Sheriff Luo Li's dissatisfaction at all. Anyway, the task he received from Sheriff Lori was to reduce the number of gang shootings to less than 5. Yesterday's incident was just an 'accident' and obviously could not be blamed on Luo Su.

"I think so too. But you also know that Lori doesn't care about this sometimes, so you'd better not take too many risks."

When they came to the third block this time, Mobley probably knew that Luo Su wanted to deal with the Crip Gang or the Blood Gang.

These two gangs are extremely dangerous throughout Los Angeles County. Even if they eliminate the members in Long Beach City, gang members from other places will regroup in Long Beach City.

Once that time comes, things won't end so easily.

"Don't worry, it'll be no problem."

Luo Su reached out and patted Mobley on the shoulder and said with a smile.

When Mobley saw that Luo Su had said this, he didn't feel like saying anything else. He just stared around to prevent emergencies.

The main reason why Mobley is so cautious is that this third neighborhood is notoriously chaotic in the entire city of Long Beach.

Most of the time, even Long Beach police officers are reluctant to enter this third neighborhood.

"There are more and more people." Selena did not get out of the car, and her observation position was also the best among the three.

In Selina's field of vision, the black people in the houses on the left and right sides had walked to the grass of their homes and looked at the row of police cars parked on the street.

Directly in front of Selena's field of vision, a Ford F-1 was driving towards them.

"Hey officer, what's going on here?"

On the right side of the street, outside the wooden bungalow closest to Luo Su and others, a female black man was shouting at them.

"No." Luo Su waved his hand and responded with a smile.

"Well, that's good."

This female black woman was obviously afraid that some major case would happen nearby. After all, the chaos here was famous. Once something big happened, it would be very unsafe for them living here.

However, after Luo Su just responded, he suddenly no longer leaned against the car door. Instead, he stood up straight and pointed at the approaching Ford F-1, which had already walked back and forth on the street twice and said: " Stop that car."

"good."

Faced with the instructions from Luo Su, the captain of the special operations team, Mobley did not hesitate at all. He led two police officers to place a police car in the middle of the road and signaled the Ford F-1 to stop.

"Stop! Let me see your hands, raise them above your head!"

Luo Su also walked to the police car crossing the road at this time and shouted to the black man in the Ford F-1.

"Yah, officer, what did I do?" The black man stuck his head out of the car window and asked Luo Su in confusion with a face that was almost bunched up.

"Raise your hands over your head!"

Mobley, who was behind Luo Su, saw that the other party didn't seem to want to cooperate, so he quickly raised the HK416 and aimed it at the driver's seat of the Ford F-1.

"Damn it!" The black man in the car cursed secretly, but he still put his hands on his head obediently.

Seeing that the other party began to cooperate under the care of the assault rifle, Luo Su nodded with satisfaction and said: "Very good, now extend your left hand out of the window and open the car door."

Facing Luo Su's instructions, the black man could only follow the instructions at this time, opened the car door step by step, put his hands on his head, and walked out slowly.

"Now, get down on the ground!"

After a set of procedures, the black man still lay down on the ground in a large shape very skillfully.

After everything was done, Luo Su took Mobley and walked towards the Ford F-1.

"Officer, I didn't do anything." The black man lying on the ground tried hard to raise his eyes, trying to observe the positions of Luo Su and Mobley.

But before the black man could respond, Mobley stepped forward and put his knee on the other man's neck.

"Ah! No! Officer, my neck!"

"Damn it! My neck!"

As Mobley's strength became stronger and stronger, the black man seemed to be unable to bear it anymore.

"Who asked you to come here?" Luo Su squatted in front of the black man, looking at the other man's bald head with some reflections, and asked.

"What? Cough, I don't understand what you are saying." The black man tried hard to make himself more comfortable, but after all, Mobley was a strong man weighing nearly 200 pounds, and it was still very difficult for him to break free.

"B.l.o.o.d, the blood."

"Do you understand this?"

The blood, the name of the Blood Gang, people in the Third District are definitely very familiar with this word.

The reason why Luo Su could pronounce the name of the Blood Gang was because he saw the tattoo of The Blood on the back of the black man's neck. Next to this word tattoo, there is a tattoo of a right hand making an OK gesture.

After the black man heard Luo Su's words, he knew something was wrong. He had never expected Luo Su to stop him before. Now that the tattoo on the back of his neck was exposed, of course he couldn't hide his identity as a member of the Blood Gang. .

However, although the black man was shocked inside, he still said very calmly: "Ahem, officer, it's The Blood, but so what? Did I break the law?"