From arms dealer to king of war

Qiao Jia wanted to remain aggressive, but what he didn't expect was that the 'Ndrangheta's desire to target him was even stronger.

Going to war with a warlord with bodyguards in the DC area of ​​Manhattan would have serious consequences, so...

In the early morning, an apartment facing the street in Greenwich was cordoned off by the police.

Detective Daniel Regan of the New York Police Department's Homicide Division arrived on the scene.

Daniel is a small man of Irish descent. He looks very capable, but his behavior is naturally rude.

When Daniel got out of the car with coffee, he was touched and the coffee spilled on him.

This made Daniel, whose shirt was not very clean, very angry. He glared at the police officer who bumped into him. He was about to blurt out a curse word when he was stopped by a female police detective with blond hair.

Looking at the blond woman who caught his guard, Daniel grinned and said, "Hey, Erin, have you seen the scene?"

The blonde policewoman Erin looked at the dirty Daniel and casually wiped the coffee stains on his pants. She shook her head and said: "Boss, the person who died was a 45-year-old woman named Sharman Kuger. She was at Kennedy Her husband, who worked at the airport and was a night-shift taxi driver, found her body lying in the living room when he came home from work in the morning.

According to the preliminary examination of the forensic doctor, the deceased was beaten before his death and was finally shot in the head. It was initially determined that the time of death was around 3 am.

According to her husband, all valuable things were at home, and the initial judgment was that it was a vendetta. "

Daniel was a very experienced police detective. After hearing this, he nodded and said, "Assign people to investigate nearby to see if anyone has heard any strange noises."

As he spoke, Daniel looked around, then pointed to a camera at a street intersection and said, "Find someone to pull up the surveillance camera, print it as a photo, and let nearby residents identify it to see if there were any suspicious vehicles parked last night. here."

As he spoke, Daniel looked around and said, "Where is the husband of the deceased?"

The blond Erin shook her head and said: "He is unwilling to leave the scene. James is taking notes on him now."

Daniel was stunned for a moment and muttered: "Don't want to leave the scene? Doesn't it look good on my wife with a hole in her head?"

As he spoke, Daniel slipped under the cordon and walked towards the crime scene, waving his hands and saying: "Don't follow me, you are responsible for visiting..."

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After a day's rest, Qiao Jia did not keep himself in the hotel. He had a delicious breakfast at the hotel in the morning and took Nice to the nearby Central Park.

In terms of scenery, the scenery here is definitely not as good as Afika, and the air quality is even worse, but there is a comfort here that is extremely rare in Afika.

Dog walkers, joggers, men and women sitting under a tree with a book and not knowing whether they are studying or dating, taking their children out for activities early in the morning...

When passing by a hot dog stand with a queue, Qiao Jia regretted that he was a little full, otherwise he should try New York's specialties.

New Yorkers are a bit similar to people in Shanghai. They have a strange sense of indifference to outsiders.

But Qiao Jia quite likes this feeling, because for him, a newcomer, there is no burden at all, because no one cares who you are or what you do.

If you smile at them, they will smile back to you politely. But if a New Yorker comes up and starts chatting, then he is either a salesman or someone from the church who wants to convert you.

When entering Central Park, Qiao Jia and Nice encountered a group of boys and girls who smelled heavily of alcohol. They had some kind of protest text spray-painted on their bodies, and they were holding messy cardboard in their hands. They were escorted out of the park by two police officers. .

I saw a girl's skirt was stuck in her underwear, exposing most of her buttocks. The unaware girl was still singing a protest song all the way, and then she tripped and fell while passing by a curb. He fell to the ground and broke his nose...

Qiao Jia hissed, pulled Nis away from her, and then said with a smile: "Do you think this girl's parents can be buried in the ground comfortably in this life?"

Ness retracted her gaze that had been looking around and looked at the girl's messed up face. She smiled and said, "I don't know, maybe her parents will think it's normal for her to be like this."

Qiao Jia was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "That's right, children are like fruit trees. Whatever fruits they bear in the end, parents should be happy with them. They are all the fruits of labor anyway..."

As he spoke, Joga took the initiative to put his arm around Nice's shoulders and said with a smile: "Relax a little, the Spurs are around. You are in a protected role now, so you have to act more naturally."

Nice looked sideways at Qiao Jia, who seemed to be in a good mood, and said, "What would you do if your child was like this?"

Nice's words stunned Qiao Jia, and then he looked at Nice a little nervously and said, "So soon? Shit, there is no news about the villa in Santorini, Greece that I asked Chris to help me find..."

Nice was stunned by Qiao Jia's nervousness, and then the girl looked at Qiao Jia's face with a mixture of surprise and anxiety, and suddenly felt her mood became brighter.

She shook her head and said with a smile: "No, I just followed your topic and said something casually."

Qiao Jia looked into Nice's eyes, and after a long time he confirmed that she had not lied to him. He didn't know whether he was disappointed or happy and sighed, and said: "Don't make such a joke next time. The honeymoon villa I prepared in Greece is for family and children." I think the manor can be arranged in Thailand, where the security is good and it is cheaper, and Danbao will probably like it there. Do you think you can arrange a Thai girlfriend for him, haha..."

Nice frowned and looked at Qiao Jia. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "You are a little disappointed..."

Qiao Jia shook his head decisively and said: "No, you must not misunderstand, this kind of thing should be allowed to take its course, and it depends on the arrangement of fate.

I think if God has arranged it for you, you should accept it, but before that, you are still a devil bird. "

Ness lowered his head and was silent for a long time, then said, "I'm not ready."

Of course Qiao Jia knew why Nice was not ready. He shook his head indifferently, and then glanced at a white girl passing him for the third time on the park road...

Holding Nice's shoulders and kissing her on the forehead, Qiao Jia smiled and said, "I'm not in a hurry. We both have some brain problems. When we adjust, God will naturally make arrangements."

As he spoke, Qiao Jia pressed the communicator on his ear and said, "'Spurs,' have you met an acquaintance? Why did a girl in yoga clothes pass by me three times and you didn't react?"

The 'Spur' on the other side of the communicator heard this and said helplessly: "Boss, they are from the FBI. We are keeping an eye on them, and Wagner is contacting their superiors.

Boss, I'm pretty sure they don't have any malicious intentions. Their target should be the 'Ndrangheta. "

Qiao Jia was stunned for a moment and said unhappily: "When did I become a bright light? Have these people asked me for my opinion?"

After speaking, Qiao Jia lowered his head and whispered a few words in Nice's ear. When passing a wooden bridge, Qiao Jia suddenly put his hand into his light jacket, then made a gun with his fingers and pointed it at a man who was leaning on the bridge reading a newspaper early in the morning. The middle-aged white man shook his head and shouted loudly: "Good morning!!"

The middle-aged white man instinctively dropped the newspaper in his hand, reached out and pulled out the Glock from his waist. When he was about to raise the gun, Nice grabbed his hand with his backpack, and then he felt that the hand holding the gun was being controlled. , and then received a heavy blow to the abdomen.

The moment he instinctively bent over, a thick knee kissed his nose.

Qiao Jia's fighting skills are very average, at most the level of a street fight, but his strength is definitely enough, and after being around Afika for a long time, he naturally has a kind of unscrupulous ferocity.

The moment the knee hit the middle-aged man, the straight bridge of his nose was broken. His huge head was lifted up fiercely like a football hit by someone's kick, driving his body backwards and his waist. After hitting the fence of the wooden bridge, the guy let out an angry cry and fell down.

Qiao Jia saw a few people passing by and stopped. He took out his phone and said loudly: "Call 911 quickly, that person has a gun..."

As he spoke, Qiao Jia saw the beautiful woman with a great figure in yoga clothes running over anxiously. He pressed the phone a few times, loudly scolded his phone for its inability, and then grabbed the beautiful woman's arm. , shouted: "Call 911 quickly"

After saying that, Qiao Jia didn't give the woman a chance to struggle at all. He grabbed the mobile phone tied to her arm and pressed it a few times, and then 'accidentally' dropped her mobile phone into the water.

Qiao Jia apologized continuously, "at a loss", then took a stack of 20-dollar bills from Nice and stuffed it into the beauty's hand, saying: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll give you the money."

As he spoke, Qiao Jia shouted to the onlookers: "Call 911 quickly. Don't let that guy escape. He has a gun on him. He must be up to no good in the park early in the morning. I seemed to have seen an inverted cross on him just now." tattoos, maybe extremely racist.”

The people who come to the park to hang out in the morning are basically people who love life. After hearing Qiao Jia’s call, several men in sportswear took the initiative to run up and take a look at the man sitting in the stream under the bridge, looking at the inverse cross tattoo. No, but the guy's arms weren't clean either.

When several men saw the man groping in the stream, they took a few steps back in horror. They signaled everyone to leave and began to call the police.

Qiao Jia put his arm around Nice's shoulders, winked at the beauty in yoga clothes with an incredible face, and then left the scene of the crime in the chaos, quickly finding an exit and leaving Central Park.

The beauty subconsciously wanted to call her colleagues, but after groping for a while, she realized that her phone had been thrown into the water.

When she lay on the bridge and looked down, she found that her colleague had found the pistol and rushed up with blood on his face while roaring.

There are as many terrorists as there are terrorists out there!

When the unlucky man broke through a bush and rushed onto the road to find Qiao Jia, the pedestrians on the road were frightened by his appearance and fled in all directions.

Just when the beauty was about to signal her colleagues to calm down, she saw a New York police officer rushing over, drawing his gun and shouting at the unfortunate guy: "NYPD, put down the gun! Put down the gun!!!"

The unlucky guy quickly realized the problem. He raised his hand to show that he meant no harm, and shouted loudly: "I am the FBI, and my ID is..."

"boom!"

When the experienced New York police officers approached him, they separated. The old policeman with the gun was responsible for attracting his attention. The other young policeman completed the detour from the bushes. When he shouted, he used a The flying shoulder hit the unfortunate guy's waist...

Seeing his colleague hit the ground hard, he struggled for a while and then couldn't breathe. He fainted in anger.

Seeing the passers-by around her burst into applause, the beauty hesitated and clapped while blending into the crowd.

What a shame!

The FBI's reputation is very important, and there are plenty of opportunities to recruit people!