Guilty Records

The warehouse at the back door was once an old warehouse for the police station to store guns and equipment. Later, the weapons were transferred to the basement, and it has been abandoned all year round.The iron doors and windows were covered with rust after years of rain and wind. The cold wind blew through the broken glass, and there was a sharp and strange sound echoing in it.

The entire city outside was heavily guarded. Although the police were humiliated by the gangsters, they would not run into the police station to conduct a search.

No matter how presumptuous you are, you can't blatantly touch the police station and the government's management field. This is the third unspoken rule that has been defaulted between the government and the gang for many years. No matter how big the gang grows, they still have to follow the rules of the game. Here, Wilson took a reassurance and asked his men to open the big wooden box.

The shelves are covered with cobwebs, and when the box is lifted, it will stir up a cloud of choking dust.

It was Tang Zhibai who was lying in a daze and fainted inside. His clean shirt was also smeared with dirt. He was tied up in an extremely uncomfortable position and put into a hard wooden box. Even though Tang Zhibai had already passed out at this moment? Uncomfortable, still between the brows? Frowning tightly, his face is full of sadness.

Wilson held his nose, and savagely waved his sleeve in the air a few times to sweep away the dust. He stared dissatisfiedly at the people in the box, and the anger he had suppressed for a long time finally burst out, "A bunch of trash! You usually eat and do nothing? I told you to go ?Arrest the prince of the Anjou family? Adults and children are blind? Don't you understand? So many people went to? Why did you just arrest? Please do it!"

A few policemen also couldn't argue, and said with a bitter face: "Boss, don't you know? Ah, those people are too ruthless!"

"A bunch of people rushed up? We didn't dare to go up? Who went up? Who died. Time? It's urgent. We didn't even see a child in the car! Just get him out , A few seconds later at night, even the few of us will be killed."

As a matter of fact, the people the Duke sent over were completely dead men, rushing and beating their lives desperately, and these little policemen who only know how to bully the weak and fear the tough on the street, where have you ever seen this kind of momentum? Hiding, constantly looking for opportunities behind? Running for your life, not even daring to go forward.

Wilson's face was ugly, and he asked in surprise, "So many of them...are they all dead?"

The faces of several subordinates were pale, their hearts were beating violently, and they still had the lingering fear of escaping death, "See? Momentum, they are going to die at all. They were shot to death after sending people away. We also killed several brothers. After getting the person out, we don't know where to go without the support person, there is really no way..."

Before he finished speaking, Wilson slapped him on the head with a slap, and his hat was crooked. He said in a huff, "Idiot! If you don't get caught, you will be caught. Are you here because you want us to be buried with you?"

"Calm down." One of the subordinates stepped forward, rolling his eyes around, "Since we haven't caught anyone we should arrest, boss, why don't you kill? Going to America? Without evidence, wouldn’t those gangsters not be able to find us? Even if they were found, they would be dead without a cure, wouldn’t they?”

After hearing that, Wilson became even more angry, kicking on the box, the fat on both cheeks trembled, and shouted: "The Duchess sent us so many people, all of them are dead and there is no one left. If you caught someone, you asked me to talk to her? How did she explain? Send it out? You go? Look? Look? Now the docks are all sealed off by security, all ships are moored for inspection, and even a bird cannot fly out? Even if Can you send it away? So what? This yellow pig is sick, do you think it can live in America? That little money will even kill me? My brother’s life is not worth it.”

The reality is cruel. It can be regarded as being cornered by the gangsters. For a while? Everyone's face is ugly? They dare not say a word.

Wilson underestimated the strength of the Anjou family and overestimated the power of the nobles. He felt a bit of regret and resentment in his heart. He glanced at the yellow man lying in the box, and immediately found someone to vent his emotions on!

He grabbed Tang Zhibai's collar, roughly pulled him out, and slapped him on! "Bitch!"

At this moment, Tang Zhibai's head was in a daze like a ball of paste, he was awakened a little bit of consciousness, and his body was in great pain, so he wanted to open his eyes and struggle to resist!But he couldn't do anything despite his efforts, the medicine was so strong that he couldn't move at all.

Wilson hit him hard a few times, and Tang Zhibai's face became red and swollen? Come on, Wilson is an absolute racist, even now he is still very angry at beating people, he is angry at his own stupid decision, and angry at these lowly people The rise of the poor? After shooting, he pulled out the pistol from his waist, and said with red eyes, "It's all your fault? The dirty pigs have polluted this holy and noble land of England..."

The muzzle of the gun touched his forehead, and Tang Zhibai could even feel the icy coldness very clearly.

His consciousness is far away and hazy, could it be?... is he about to die...

Where will my soul go when Louis... dies?Should we go back to modern times, or just disappear...

Maybe never see? see? him again?

This kind of thought came from the bottom of his heart, fear and fear broke through Tang Zhibai's last psychological defense line like a bursting embankment.

Wanting to refuse and resist, but he couldn't even move his fingertips, Tang Zhibai desperately shouted in his heart, don't... don't die...

There was a clear 'crack' in his ear, which made Tang Zhibai give up struggling sadly, and tears fell from his eyes that could not be opened.

When Wilson pulled the safety catch and was about to press the trigger, a subordinate hurriedly stopped him.

"Boss, I heard that this person is the concubine of Louis Anjou. He has been with him for many years, and he is very closely guarded, and he has never been published in the newspaper. The relationship between the two is not shallow, and the momentum tonight is probably not only It's to save face, maybe I'm still looking for this little boy, otherwise why would the investigation be so strict. Aren't you afraid that you won't explain? Why don't you send him to the Duchess? Do you know her methods? , there is a way to torture people, and the reason shows that she has no reason to blame us."

Wilson was stunned for a moment, and looked contemptuously at the disheveled and thin man on the ground, "Just him?"

The man nodded obsequiously.

Wilson loosened his grip, touched his beard with his fingers, and thought about it seriously, calculating and thinking in his eyes, quickly weighing the gains and losses.

In the end, he threw the man back into the box and sneered, "Louis Anjou, you have killed so many people, I must make you look good."

"Let's go! Contact the Duchess, she will also be responsible for our loss, hmph, don't give me a rich return, this matter? No one should think about it!"

……

At the remote coastal pier, there is a small boat waiting here, half hidden in the mist, it is difficult to find.

In the dark night, a person sneaked out from the forest path, like a cat with malicious intentions. Seeing that the boat was calm and there was no movement, he took a breath, rolled his eyes, and then looked left and right, always paying attention Beware of the surroundings, this man is very cautious and has strong investigative skills.

After wrapping up his coat and lowering the brim of his hat, he carried the suitcase and walked out of the woods.

Coming to the front of the boat, he said in a low voice: "It was agreed last week, board the boat at 04:30, and get four pieces of gold."

The captain's expression was strange, and he said strangely and stiffly: "Well, let's get on board."

See? The situation was wrong, the man carrying the suitcase looked hesitant, and turned around in the next second to run away!He reacted very quickly, but he didn't expect that someone had already ambushed behind him, and knocked him to the ground with a shovel!

With a scream, the man rolled to the ground, covered his eyes in embarrassment, and through the blood, he finally saw who was behind the attacker. His face was pale, and he raised his hands? He backed away in fright, "Gallie... Why are you? No, no... why are you here?"

At this moment, all the ambushing people surrounded him, and the captain was pressed to the ground with his arms twisted. It was so dark and frightening.

Jialie looked gloomy and did not speak. He discarded the shovel in his hand, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit it, and took a deep breath before speaking: "Clive, it's so late that we have to go out of town, are you going? there?"

Clive's face was sallow, and he argued stiffly, "I... my mother has a problem with her health. I am in a hurry to go out of the city to find a good doctor for her. You know, she has been in poor health..."

Jialie exhaled the smoke, his face was gloomy, "Oh? What's wrong with you, tell me, see? Can I help you?"

Clive was at a loss for words for a while, and it took him a long time to spit out a few words with an ugly face, "I have a perennial problem, so I don't bother you... Yes, she has a heart problem."

A few words completely angered Gallet. He threw away the cigarette butt in a rage, and kicked him when he went up. After he died, I gave you money to bury him properly! I take care of you like this, and you fucking repay me like this today, okay! Very good, you..."

Pick it up? The shovel made Clive scream like a pig in boiling water.

He had nowhere to escape, and the people behind pressed him hard, so hard that his face was almost pushed into the mud. He was so painful that his tears and nose slid down, and he begged for mercy: "Jialie, please forgive me! I am To be deceived is to do such a stupid thing? I feel very uncomfortable now, and I regret it."

Hearing him continue to argue, Jialie spit on the ground, and the feelings of wearing open crotch pants together when they were children completely disappeared.

He took a deep breath after the beating, and calmly said: "The family will never forgive the betrayer and bring them back to me."

Clive was tied up, and his heart was ashamed.

……

At [-] o'clock in the morning, the whole villa was fully lit, and the warm and bright candlelight illuminated people's faces. All the people stayed up all night and searched and patrolled all night. At this moment, most people stay here. The first thing is to do a good job of defending Anjou. The second measure is to sort out the situation as soon as possible. Louis Anjou sat on the sofa expressionlessly, looking at the shivering people underground.

In fact, now, most of the people around are hostile to Clive, and the warmth they once had when working together has long since disappeared.

Because the first iron law of the family is: loyal and dedicated to the family.

Clive's behavior was blatant betrayal. No matter what the reason was, he did something that hurt the family.

The name of Louis Anjou is not only powerful in the underworld, but in the hearts of family members, he is their spiritual leader, with absolute authority, sacred and inviolable.

Morris sat on the side sofa with Simmel in his arms, and looked coldly at Clive on the ground. There was still some blood on the lapel, and the mirror reflected a cold light. There were too many things to do today and he had no time to take a nap. Change the bloody clothes.If little Ximer was usually treated so tenderly by Morris, he would definitely be dancing with excitement, but today he was frightened after being shot and killed. He grabbed Morris' finger in disgust, and kept his expressionless face. Although he was young, he seemed I understand.

Up to now, Clive has already understood that after the failure of the incident, he must die soon.

He bowed his head and knelt on the ground trembling all over, not daring to look directly into Louis Anjou's gaze. He was too afraid of this leader, even if he had never seen him kill with his own eyes, but Louis Anjou's coercion was like God , now facing the trial, he has no power to fight back, his face is ashen, and he begs for mercy: "Mr. Anru, I really don't know? Their purpose is to assassinate you and Mr. Tang, I dare not do that at all , They only gave me a sum of money and asked me to tell them my whereabouts in detail every day."

As he spoke, he wept remorselessly, kowtowed and apologized, "Please forgive me, I am obsessed with ghosts, and I am greedy for money! Every time Mr. Tang and you go out, there will be a large number of people escorting you. I thought it would be impossible. If something went wrong, I didn't expect..." Several people who were killed in the car this time were also brothers who had worked with him for several years.

Louis ignored it? He said indifferently: "You know? Who are they?"

Clive thought about it, "I haven't seen him before. There is a middle-aged man's voice on the phone. Every time we communicate, we go through a public phone booth. He comes to set the date and time. The money is also his business. I put it in the phone booth first." inner."

The news here is actually worthless, and Neil is a little anxious.

Louis looked coldly at the crying man on the ground, "Clive, do you know what will happen if you betray your family?"