"What? Butcher was killed by an explosion? Butcher's ammunition warehouse was emptied?"
In the headquarters of the Doomsday Gang, a cathedral in the 3rd district, Sasa, the boss of the Doomsday Gang, whose hair was dyed green like a tortoise, shouted when he heard the report from his subordinates.
The Doomsday Gang was very arrogant. Among the gangs in Paris, the Doomsday Gang was the only one that had its headquarters in a church. They painted the cross on the roof of the church black. Under the cross, there was a corpse that had become white bones after being exposed to the elements for two years. It was the priest of the church.
A group of gangsters drank, took drugs, partied, had promiscuous sex, abused prisoners, and killed people in the church. They did all kinds of blasphemous things.
At the same time, the bosses of the Bloody-moon Gang and the Jackal Gang were also in the church.
They were originally discussing how to launch a general attack on the Chinese community in the 11th district tonight.
The leader of the Bloody-moon faction was a woman with short black hair and delicate makeup, wearing tight leather clothes. She was sharp and delicate, and her whole body was full of dangerous aura. The leader of the Jackal Gang was a strong man with a fierce-looking body and an eye patch.
"There were so many things in Butcher's ammunition warehouse. How could it be emptied? Was it done by his subordinates?"
"I don't know. Paris East Station is in chaos. Butcher's subordinates began to split up. Brezov and Anguard each led a group of people to divide Butcher's territory. I heard that in order to snatch the things in Butcher's villa, they exchanged gunfire, and some people died …"
Sasa frowned, his eyes flashing fiercely. He directly ordered, "It doesn't matter if Butcher is dead. You go and find out who emptied Butcher's ammunition warehouse. Whoever has Butcher's things, we can continue to cooperate with them …"
"Butcher's men all said that the things in the arsenal suddenly disappeared on their own. They had no idea what was going on. Butcher returned to Paris Gare Est to check it out. When he came out, he was killed by a powerful car bomb …"
"How could things in the warehouse suddenly disappear?" Sasha sneered. "Go and tell Brezov and Anguard that I will support whoever provides us with the materials to become the second Butcher …"
After the messenger left, only the bosses of the Doomsday Gang, the Bloody-moon Gang, and the Jackal Gang remained in the room. The three of them had different expressions on their faces. Zuo De, the boss of the Jackal Gang, had a surprised look on his face. There was also a hint of excitement hidden in his face. This was because the Butcher's territory was connected to the Jackal Gang's territory. If something happened to the Butcher's territory, it meant that the Jackal Gang's opportunity had come. They could get a lot of benefits.
However, the woman from Bloody-moon faction heard the words just now, and her eyes flashed strangely. She seemed to think of something, and a shadow quietly climbed up between her eyebrows.
"You two, something happened to the Butcher, but it won't affect our action tonight. The firearms and explosives are already in place, and the self-destructing trucks have been assembled. Let's continue to discuss tonight's action!" Sasha glanced at the two of them and pointed at the map of District 11 on the table with a dagger. The tip of the dagger was stabbed into the People's Square. "Tonight, we will use the self-destructing trucks to clear the obstacles here and break the defense line of the Chinese people. Then, we can drive straight in. From the two streets here, we will split into two and occupy all the Chinese communities and wholesale markets in District 11. Our Doomsday Gang will claim ten of the self-destructing trucks, and you two can divide the rest equally.
Is there any problem? "The woman from Bloody-moon faction frowned slightly and said coldly," I think we can postpone tonight's action for a while. There have been too many unexpected things in the past two days. First, the BG Gang had an accident, and now the Butcher is also in trouble. I don't think this is a coincidence. Before we figure out what happened to the Butcher, we shouldn't act rashly … "
"Mo Jiana, are you afraid? We've been preparing for this action for a long time. Now it's time to take action. Everything is ready. Do you want to give up?" Sasha turned his cold eyes to the woman. "The BG Gang doesn't have many people who can participate in the battle, so they can't provide much help. Therefore, I gave them the least share. Whether they are here or not, it won't affect our action. But the Butcher has already fulfilled his promise, so I think our action won't be affected!"
"Originally, we were the main force. I think this is a good opportunity …" Barre, the leader of the Jackal Gang, licked his lips and said greedily, "Maybe the Chinese thought that something happened to the Butcher, so we wouldn't make a big move. That way, it would be more … How do you say that … Surprise, yes, surprise …"
The woman called Mo Jiana revealed a cold and mocking smile and stood up. "Since you insist, our Bloody-moon faction will withdraw from tonight's action!"
Sasha's face twisted. He suddenly took out a silver pistol and pointed it at Mo Jiana. "Are you kidding me?"
Mo Jiana sneered. She looked at Sasha who was holding the gun with a dangerous light flashing in her eyes. A mass of black fog appeared in one of her hands. Sasha looked at the rolling black fog in Mo Jiana's hand with his eyelids twitching. He was a little scared.
"Sasha, if you dare to shoot, you'll be dead. Do you want to have a try?" Mo Jiana said fearlessly.
Sasha took a deep breath and slowly put down the gun. He suddenly laughed, "Mo Jiana, don't you want to think about it? If you leave now, the following feast will have nothing to do with you!"
"Greed will make people stupid, and vanity will make people extreme. This is the root of tragedy. Things have changed, and it's not good for us, but you ignored it and still insisted on your own judgment. I can only wish you good luck!" Mo Jiana said and left without looking back.
Outside the room, the bodyguards of Bloody-moon faction were waiting for her.
"Bah, this bitch …" Barre, the leader of the Jackal Gang, spat out a mouthful of saliva and cursed, "If one day she falls into my hands, I'll let her know how powerful I am. I've never played a summoner before …"
"It's good that she quits. We can share more. You can have all the Bloody-moon faction's share. Barre, can you handle it?" Sasha looked at Barre and asked.
"No problem!" Barre patted his chest and rolled his eyes cunningly, "But I need a promise from you!"
"What promise?"
"When we take down the Chinese district of the 11th district, the butcher's territory will belong to me …"
"Deal!"
"Tonight, we'll massacre the 11th district …" Barre laughed ferociously, "I like those women in the 11th district …"
"Don't worry, there will be. As long as we kill all their men, get ready to move …"
…
Night finally fell, and the restless air shrouded the entire 11th district.
Strangely, after the night fell, the gunshots that could be heard everywhere in the 11th district miraculously disappeared. The gangsters and armed forces who were attacking the Chinese community in the People's Square seemed to have disappeared one by one …
The Chinese community was obviously uneasy.
Taking advantage of the darkness, Xia Pingan saw the Chinese community's guards and engineers urgently reinforcing the fortifications near the People's Square. On the Chinese community's side, there were a lot of people. It seemed that they had also received some news. There were guards constantly entering the position, and some people were installing explosives and detonators in some of the buildings on the street. Among those who walked to the position, the youngest seemed to be in his teens, but his face was already filled with determination.
The old people were moving things, reinforcing the fortifications, and making simple incendiary bombs and soil bombs with fertilizers, gasoline, nails, broken glass, alcohol, washing powder, and butter.
The women formed a medical team and got many stretchers. The children of the Chinese community were arranged in secret underground bunkers and shelters. Teachers were teaching the children to read and comfort them. All the men who could pick up weapons had picked up their weapons.
The person in charge of commanding the defense and fighting of the Chinese community was very experienced in fighting in the city. He had made many arrangements. Even if the People's Square was lost, what awaited the gang members who invaded the Chinese community was cruel and fierce street fighting and endless ambushes. It was still unknown whether the gang members could withstand the test of such a battle.
Xia Pingan sat leisurely on the roof of the coffee shop next to the People's Square, eating almond milk chocolate and watching the changes in the Chinese community with gratification. Boy of Fortune was jumping around him, having fun. Tonight, even without him, it would be difficult for the Chinese community in the 11th district to fall, but casualties were inevitable.
Of course, if he was here, he naturally couldn't watch those gangsters bully and kill the Chinese here. No matter which country the Chinese came from, the same blood flowed in their bodies as he did.
This was called blood thicker than water.
Over the course of the afternoon, as his body and spirit merged, Xia Pingan's available divine power had quietly increased by over a hundred points, and the number of spells he could use had also increased.
At about eight o 'clock, as the night completely fell, the restlessness and uneasiness in the air were completely ignited by the roar of the cars.
The battle had finally arrived …
On the other side of the People's Square, a large number of members of the Doomsday Gang and the Jackals were holding various weapons. Led by more than 30 modified self-destructing trucks, armored pickups, and several wheeled infantry vehicles, they were slowly approaching the People's Square from two directions.
The members of the two gangs gathered here. There were about three to four thousand people crowded the streets, and dark clouds loomed over the city.
In the darkness, a self-destructing truck modified with steel plates and iron fences finally moved. Like a monster, it roared and drove out from the other side of the People's Square. Black smoke billowed out of it as it accelerated toward the barbed wire and fortifications of the Chinese community.
The people driving the self-destructing truck as cannon fodder were gangsters with bloodshot eyes who had fallen into a state of madness after being brainwashed by drugs and drugs …
The battle started instantly. When the self-destructing truck rushed to the People's Square, countless bullets were fired at it.
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