The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 220 The Real Madman (Midnight Leader 45)

Jim has figured it out.

These guys even went to those high-end communities and attacked congressmen, killing several of them. Why wouldn’t they attack the DEA’s temporary warehouse?
I didn’t go there before because they didn’t know where it was, but now!!
They must have known it, but as for how they knew it, the person in front of me knows it best!

Police cars rushed out one after another.

He rushed towards a place with a roar.

But when they arrived, they found that the place was already surrounded by people.

Gunshots were heard from inside from time to time.

"Chief." Hope's voice came from the intercom: "What should we do now?"

Jim gritted his teeth and said, "What else can we do? Drive them away!! Get all the people who can provide support here! Remember, bring explosion-proof equipment and all non-lethal weapons!! Where are the SWAT!! Where are you guys?"

"We've reached the Director."

“We’re here, what are you still standing there for! Tear gas! Throw tear gas in there! Get these bastards out of there!”

"Director, are you really not going to use lethal force?" the SWAT commander asked in a deep voice.

"No! Don't use those damn lethal weapons. If you don't want to die, don't stop those guys who are running out after stealing the things, okay? Also, leave me at least a place where they can rush in to grab the contraband!"

"Why Chief?"

"Why, damn it, you're still asking me something? Use your pig brain and think about it. If these bastards find out that they're going to die, that they can't get out after stealing the things, and that they can't get in at all, what will they do?"

"Can you walk?"

"Shut up, you idiot! They're just going to do whatever they can to get a bite. That hoodie man has already told them what to do, right? Do you want these bastards to throw Molotov cocktails in there? That's the traditional skill of these lunatics!"

"At that time, we can either run away and let hundreds or thousands of people die in Los Angeles because of these damn contraband, or we stay here and become the first group of police officers in American history to die from an overdose of contraband while enforcing the law!"

Los Angeles today is chaotic and crazy.

But it's not just Los Angeles that's in chaos.

Xiuno only burned four cars in four places, but in California's big cities, there are at least a dozen cities that have had problems with drug dealers.

Although there are hundreds of cities in California, not every city in these places has a population of hundreds of thousands.

Many places may have only tens of thousands of people.

In these places, drug-infested insects cannot cause any trouble even if they want to. If you want drug-infested insects to cause trouble, the population must be at least 500,000.

Places like Santa Clara, San Francisco, San Diego, San Jose, and Riverside.

At this time, a car drove into San Diego, one of the important cities in southern California.

The people in the car were still sighing while watching the news: "Fortunately we left quickly, otherwise we would be in trouble if we were stopped by that lunatic in Los Angeles."

"Virgil is in trouble. His whole process was broadcast live."

"It's not that tragic. At least he's not lying on the ground unable to get up. Didn't you see that guy can still do a talk show?"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense and quickly transport the things to the warehouse."

But as soon as everyone finished speaking, a sudden brake sounded.

"What's going on! Why did you stop the car!"

"There's a car park in front. There's a crowd."

"crowd?"

The person in charge drove the car to the front and saw a group of people rushing towards the car where he and others were.

"These guys, damn it, are a bunch of crazy drug addicts!"

"Shoot! Don't let them get to the van."

The DEA's gunshots did bring a brief moment of sanity to these guys, and the commander immediately ordered: "Drive! Go past!"

But the next moment, a gunshot rang out and a cloud of blood burst out from the truck's cockpit.

"Find cover! These bastards have guns!" But the commander suddenly realized something: "No, that's not right. Oh, God! We almost forgot that there is still a group of people who want this thing. There is no better time than now!"

At this time, someone in a car reported on the intercom: "They were blocked by the drug dealers and the boss was killed."

"Go get the goods." An excited voice came from the phone: "Thanks to that sweatshirt man, we know what's in these trucks. Remember, be quick, go straight away when the trucks are full, and burn the rest!"

"Burned? Burned? That's how much money, boss."

"Shut up and do as I say! Unless you want to be trapped in there by those crazy drug addicts! The backup from the police station will be here soon!"

Obviously, Xiunuo has given people a good start.

This contraband fire, even if he wasn't needed, wasn't just burning in Los Angeles.

He is performing this in many cities in California, all thanks to those politicians in Sacramento.

Of course, there were a few places that noticed something was wrong and sent people to respond early, but even so, conflicts between them and those poisonous insects were inevitable.

This day was a day for the whole world to watch California have fun.

And now in Sacramento.

In the conference room, a face flashed on a huge projection screen.

"This is what you've prepared for! This is what you've come up with!!" The voice was filled with anger: "The whole world is laughing at us! The DEA gave you the emergency supplies, and what did you do!"

"You want to add hundreds of thousands of drug addicts to California? Should I praise you for doing a great job?"

"I don't care what method you use, I don't want America to become a laughing stock in the world! Three days, three days to deal with this matter! Otherwise, you will all be investigated!"

The face on the screen disappeared.

The speaker looked at the people in the room, and everyone had a look of astonishment on their faces.

"Tell me." Someone asked quietly, "Does this matter have anything to do with Xiong En?"

"Is it possible? That guy could do such a big thing? He is not just a rich second-generation, but the king of the underground in California! Is he worthy?"

"But why did it become like this?"

The speaker rubbed his head and asked: "Have those drug dealers been tried?"

"We interrogated all of them individually, and lured them with the things they needed most, but they all said that no one instructed them. They just thought that they were going to die anyway, so they might as well come to us."

The man didn't continue speaking.

But everyone knows what it means.

To be honest, now these people finally realized how wrong they were.

In other words, it’s not that they know they are wrong, but they know that if they continue like this, they might really die.

"You mean they were spontaneous?"

"As for our information and who has the contraband, there are some clues. Some of the drug dealers they caught told them where the stuff was, and those people were their customers so they knew. Our information is easy to check, and it seems that some of our staff are now part of them."

A congressman laughed at himself when he heard this: "Is this the value of 40 million contraband victims? Don't the staff here need to take urine tests?"

"Okay, let's stop talking about this useless stuff. So how did that hoodie guy know this information? This DEA transport operation is confidential."

But everyone looked at each other.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Everyone looked towards the door and saw a young man walking in.

Xiong En looked at the group of gloomy-looking guys in the room and laughed.

"Gentlemen, it seems that you have run into some trouble, right? Although you cheated me before and caused me to lose a lot of dollars, California is the place where I was born and raised after all, and I don't want to become a drug addict. I believe you don't want to do that either, right?"

Xiong En glanced around, and the silence of the group of people made him laugh even more happily: "So, I'm going to continue to pay to solve this matter first, and then we can talk about our own business, how about it?"

(End of this chapter)