Superintendent Grayson is 42 years old this year and has been a policeman for some time. But he feels that the recent time has definitely been the most difficult time since he became a policeman, and it is even harder than the alien invasion of New York.

No matter how the alien invasion is settled, it is not the police's turn to take the blame. However, gangs in New York City are rampant, and those who dare to fight openly in broad daylight. Addicts who are crazy due to stocks are in chaos everywhere, and murders and injuries occur frequently. He, the policeman, can't escape such things.

He wanted to take care of it but couldn't do it. Even if he ignored the complex background and wide-ranging interest chains behind some gangs, he planned to selflessly arrest people. However, those guys actually had all kinds of weapons, and when they were too anxious, they could even mount heavy machine guns.

In places like New York, as a policeman in a state violent law enforcement agency, he can't beat the gangsters when he fights. It's really a good thing to control guns in the United States. Anyway, Grayson has mobilized his whole family to participate in activities supporting the gun ban regulations.

And when the police were already embarrassed, someone actually ran out to interfere. SHIELD didn't know what the wind was trying to draw. Senior agents led a large number of operation teams and rushed around to crack down on gangs. They also released them. You police didn't dare to arrest us, SHIELD claws, you police didn't dare to take care of us, SHIELD, we were in charge of us, we were in charge of what the police could control, and we were in charge of what the police could control, and we were in charge of what the police could control, and we were in charge of what the police could control, and we were in charge of what the police could control, and we were in charge of what the police could control, and we were in charge of what the police could not control. First, then ask, is the government license clear enough?!

Grayson felt that this really blocked himself in the corner and slapped him for 48,000 big mouths in his face!

Fortunately, this kind of thing didn't last long. After the incident of Mandarin, SHIELD might have focused all his energy on it and retreated all the people they sent to fight against evil and eliminated.

It was also a blessing for them. After SHIELD recklessly, most of the gangs in New York were knocked out, and the rest were scared and no longer so high-profile. So Grayson rubbed his face that was so painful that he decided to solve the accumulated cases at hand first to find some face.

But I never thought! The two consultants I trusted and powerful most resigned at the same time! Damn it! This must be because something was put in the wrong place at home, otherwise how could it be so evil?

Grayson thought to himself that he would have ended in this way! But at this moment, he suddenly received an order today.

It was found that tonight, the leader of the Jamaican Voodoo Gang, King Weili, would gather with his main cadres on the 13th floor of a hotel, and ordered Grayson to lead a tactical team to clear it out.

Grayson was only one or two big ones at that time. If you don’t want me to be this official, I won’t be the one. Just say it directly. At worst, I can retire early. But you can’t prepare to turn me into a martyr in order not to pay my pension!

The Jamaican Voodoo Gang is extremely powerful. It is said that their magical leader, the King of Power, really knows some tricks such as witchcraft. I will take people over, and it is not certain who can clear them out!

But Grayson could not openly disobey the order here. He decided to take people there first. If he couldn't beat them, he would first cat in a safe place outside and ask the National Guard to lead people to support him.

But as soon as Grayson and his men arrived around the hotel, they ordered them to lurk on the spot.

It seemed that the superiors finally had a reliable time. They did not force them to show their fearless patriotism and rushed up directly. While Grayson was moved, his walkie-talkie rang again, asking him to go to the designated location alone.

I'm going, isn't this the superior who received the black money and was about to sell himself?! Grayson arrived at the place tremblingly. It was a parking lot. Although it was not far from the hotel, due to the angle, this place could not be seen in the hotel.

The vehicles here were all cleared, and only two were parked there, one of which was a medium truck with a radar antenna on the cargo box. This should be a modified command vehicle. The other was a large truck, just like the deformed form of Optimus Prime, dragging a black container behind him. There were also ten bodyguards in black suits around the command vehicle. They were all holding standard automatic rifles, and the suits were bulging, obviously wearing bulletproof vests and sufficient ammunition.

Seeing this posture, Grayson breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this was another confidential government operation. I guess he would call him and others to come over and stop him. There was no need to fight this battle by himself. But judging from this security posture, the people in the car are quite famous.

However, he did not know that sniper teams were arranged at all nearby commanding heights. The large truck was not a security officer, but a light armored vehicle equipped with machine guns. The driver was already in the car and could rush out of the carriage for support at any time.

"Stop, show your ID." Three security personnel reported and stopped them. One person went up to check the ID and searched his body. Two people held guns to guard.

After confirming that the certificate is correct and removing all the weapons on Grayson, they guided him to the back of the command car. After knocking on the door a few times, they helped him open the door.

After entering the car, Grayson looked up at the five people sitting inside, and was stunned for a moment. Because he guessed in advance that the people inside were of a big background, he didn't expect that they were so big. The most conspicuous ones were the two men in military uniforms, and their qualifications were almost hung from their chests to their stomachs.

He knew one of the remaining three people, who was the hero in the New York War, Rose, who had just served as mayor of New York.

Ross announced his entry into politics after the New York War, and his first goal was to run for the mayor of New York. With his popularity, this goal is probably not difficult. As long as he waits for the current mayor term to expire in a year, he will be able to take office.

But unexpectedly, the current mayor is not good at doing well. When New York was in chaos, he happened to go out for vacation. The media, who were afraid that the world would not be in chaos, was scolded in pain when they caught this matter! Later, another terrorist attack occurred in New York! So taking advantage of this momentum, the former mayor was directly impeached and dismissed. So the fighting hero and tough-style Ross was ordered to become the new mayor of New York City.

The remaining two women, Grayson, didn't know them. They were wearing veiled wide-brimmed hats on their heads. They looked like government officials, but rather noble ladies from wealthy families. However, being in these two cars is definitely not a simple person.

"Supervisor Grayson, I'm short of time now." Rose did not introduce the others' plans and said directly to Grayson, "Do you still remember my declaration of office?"

"Remember." Grayson nodded. After Rose took office, he assured the public with a tough attitude that he would quickly restore order in New York and eradicate the gangsters who were in trouble.

"But I know that it would be hard for you if you only urge the police to do this." Ross patted Grayson on the shoulder. "I am a soldier and will not send my soldiers to the battlefield where I will die."

A hero is a hero, it is indeed reliable! Ross's words touched Grayson a little. Logically speaking, he, an old man, shouldn't be so easily moved, but the mayor in the past knew to put pressure on the police for political achievements and never knew the difficulties of caring about his subordinates. So there is no harm without comparison.

"So I found some helpers based on my relationship." Ross passed by other personal rights one by one, as if saying that they were helpers.

Grayson opened his mouth and wanted to say that it seemed a bit unruly. But he finally chose to shut up. Anyway, there are many things that are unruly during this period, and this is not bad. And he also knew that this matter was definitely not as simple as Ross said. With the connection, you can find two generals from the military to help you settle the gang? If this were the case, the United States would have been in chaos!

"At the moment, our people will take an action." Ross looked at his watch and said, "After the action, the people from the Voodoo Gang will definitely be dead. Then you take your people up and clean up, and you will say to the outside world that you killed them."

Seeing that Grayson's expression was a little unnatural, Ross continued, "Isn't this good? This time the achievements will be included in your files. After you go back, you can all get medals, and you will add a bonus at the end of the year. More importantly, you police officers can be proud, and everyone is happy."

"Yes, obey the order." Grayson nodded and said. Anyway, these people saw him as just a small person and had no right to refuse.

"Remember to be more strict." When Grayson was about to leave, Ross said again, "I really hope to put the medal on your chest instead of on the tombstone."

"I will remember." Greyson said solemnly, "I sweated a little coldly on his forehead.

"Then we can start?" After getting off the attic, one of the women said in a crisp voice. She was Salose, and the one next to her must be her sister Aurece. "My warrior has been ready for a long time."

"It's OK." said the slightly fat general. In an instant, all the screens in the command car changed, and they switched to live videos from various angles.

At this moment, the King of Power was not aware of the crisis, and was having fun with his men in the room. There was also a naked man in the room. Obviously, they had a sacrifice before they opened. This was to thank God Loa for his blessing.

King Power was sitting on the sofa aside. He did not participate in his carnival, but instead fiddled with the sheep bones in his hand for divination. I really felt that I was lucky during this period.

Some time ago, due to shortage of supplies, the gang's finances were tight. Fortunately, his informant reported that there seemed to be a lot of inventory in a nightclub.

The Void Literature Nightclub. After hearing the name of the nightclub, King of Power was a little hesitant. Because according to his understanding, the people who watched the venue in the nightclub were very strong, and no one knew the boss behind it. Generally speaking, he didn't want to provoke such a person who didn't know the truth. But now it's too urgent and has to take the risk.

So he used his highest voodoo spell in advance to resurrect the corpse. He also installed grenades in his belly at dusk. With this, he successfully captured several nightclubs and received valuable rewards.

Unexpectedly, there were 500 kilograms of high-purity goods in that nightclub. This made King Power very happy and secretly shocked. With his experience, this kind of goods are generally controlled by the poison kings of the South American jungle and the Golden Triangle, and will not appear on the market at all. Could it be that he offended an organization with a close relationship with the poison king this time?

But the goods were smashed and snatched them in this battle, and even if they returned them, it would probably be useless. So he did not stop and took the goods away. However, he was afraid of revenge, so he contracted the gang, acted in a low-key manner, and took the defensive measures. But he was just a little short while, and he did not wait for revenge. Moreover, because he was low-key, he avoided the first wave of SHIELD and became one of the few surviving gangs.

This must be the one who helped him overcome the difficulties! King Power touched the sheep bones in his hand and prayed devoutly, and then scattered the bones on the table. However, after he took a look at his divination results, his expression suddenly changed wildly, which was actually a sign of great evil!

The very superstitious King of Power wanted to call his subordinates to leave quickly. But he suddenly saw three red dots distributed in triangles on his deputy's chest.

Laser sight! Before the Power King could remind his subordinate to dodge, a bright light melted through the huge floor-to-ceiling window, blowing the man's upper body into pieces.

This huge change instantly awakened other people who were still immersed in joy. They had been licking blood from the knife for many years and immediately picked up their weapons and shot wildly in the direction they thought they were attacking.

But the enemy seemed to be completely invisible, and before he knew it, a guy at the end of the crowd suddenly penetrated his chest and flew into the air, but his posture seemed to be picked up by a spear.

The others were frightened and turned around and shot immediately. But the enemy was no longer there. From the flank of the crowd, a flying net could be shot out and wrapped a person on the wall. The net made of unknown material was constantly tightening and cutting the net like Lingchi into small pieces.

The next invisible enemy seemed to be purely to show off the diversity of his weapons. The flying knife shot out could cut people into two boomerangs in a row, making people's body and head separate... He never used the same trick to kill people, and from beginning to end, he did not reveal his figure.

In the blink of an eye, only the King of Power was left. The gang leader took off his coat, took off his upper body, and pulled out the long sword hidden in his crutch. Perhaps because of the insignificant voodoo spells in his body, he could actually feel the enemy's place. He faced that direction and murmured, "His base is at the foot of the Holy Mountain..." The Loa God Warrior would never run away with his back to his enemy!

Perhaps in order to respect his courage, the enemy also revealed his true face in the flash of light and shadow. A man wearing silver armor and a full-coverage mask, lowered the spear in his hand, and a narrow and long scimitar popped up from his wrist and rushed straight towards King Willie.

With just one move, the warrior's scimitar cut off the sword of the Power King, took away his head, and disappeared into the darkness without saying a word.
Chapter completed!