King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 1830 - 1510: We're Screwed

The situation in the lobby of the Federal Reserve Bank was disastrous...

A large number of police had already sealed off the area, and dical personnel began entering, easing the pressure on the on-site dics.

No one who was present when the fight broke out was unhard.

The powerful impact of the flashbang grenade caused a series of problems for these pampered New Yorkers.

The noise, cries, and shouts of dical personnel intertwined, making the scene extrely chaotic...

In this situation, it was very disadvantageous for guarding against an assassin, because no one could tell who was who.

'Spur' was more experienced in handling such situations. After ordering the elevators and safe passages to be guarded, he began contacting his boss in the underground vault while arranging evacuation vehicles and routes...

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anwhile, Boss Joe Ga was in the underground vault when he welcod NYPD Commissioner Frank Reagan...

This tall Irish commissioner naturally exuded an aura of authority. If it were another ti and place, anyone would instinctively think he was a big shot.

But at this mont, the person in charge of New York's 80,000 police officers had a face full of anxiety...

Looking at Tim Bolton and his accomplices tied up on the ground, and the staff sitting on the ground in agony, covering their ears and whimpering softly...

Frank walked over to Joe Ga, his expression grim. He scrutinized the legendary Hu Lang and said in a complex tone, "It's over, Hu Lang. Leave this place to to handle...

But for now, you can't leave New York because there's a series of issues that require your answers."

Looking at this commissioner, who clearly wanted to handle things officially, Joe Ga nonchalantly smiled and said, "No problem, I have so matters to take care of too..."

He glanced at Tim Bolton, who was tied up on the ground, and said with a cold smile, "I don't believe a small fry like him would dare attack ; there must be others behind him.

I need an answer!

You're the police, and I'm the victim. You can give an answer, right?"

Frank was taken aback for a mont, looking at Hu Lang with a complex expression. He said, "Hu Lang, New York is my city...

I will make the decisions that are in New York's best interest!"

Joe Ga imdiately understood that Frank was hinting at the feuds between these big figures, suggesting it would be best if they resolved it themselves. He simply wanted to maintain the stability of New York.

It seed lacking in accountability, but it was indeed a choice a police commissioner should make...

After all, stability is more important than anything else!

But Joe Ga didn't care about Frank's thoughts, because he ca here with the intention of blowing things up...

Just as he was considering whether to make a scene and draw everyone's attention to the swapped gold bars, a greasy, bald middle-aged man in a suit behind Frank suddenly drew a gun and pulled the trigger at Joe Ga...

His line of sight was blocked by the tall Frank, delaying his reaction by a beat...

But just as everyone stood shocked and stunned, a tall figure blocked in front of Boss Joe Ga...

Three or four bullets hit Ayu's chest, but the berserker seed unfazed, rushing forward under the greasy man's attack, bending down to lift him up, and with a loud roar, charged forward over ten ters, slamming him heavily into a nearby gold shelf...

"Don't kill him..."

"Keep him alive..."

Frank and Joe Ga shouted almost simultaneously, but...

The enraged Ayu didn't hear anyone else's calls. The nearly 100-kilogram greasy middle-aged man, in her hands, was like a ragdoll, hitting the shelf hard and bending at a terrible angle, his head severely deford upon contact with a pile of gold...

Everything happened so fast...

When the few policen behind Frank reacted and wanted to rush over to save their deputy commissioner, Dorian and Rhino blocked their path...

The two rushing policen didn't have ti to react before feeling like they had hit a wall...

The tall Dorian spread his arms wide, catching the officer like a cornerback in rugby, leveraging the officer's montum to slam them both heavily into the shelf.

The irritable Rhino, like a dam, hit the rushing officer with his shoulder, causing a sound akin to a bone fracture, as the officer crashed to the floor as if in a car accident...

The lightning-fast skirmish made the remaining police instinctively want to draw their guns...

Frank saw Joe Ga's cold eyes lift the rifle and quickly stepped in front of him, turning to his n and shouting while gesturing...

"Don't move, everyone put your guns down..."

The group of police exchanged glances and ultimately decided to place their guns back in their holsters...

But Joe Ga was not satisfied. He walked behind Frank and placed the HK416 on this New York commissioner's shoulder...

"Have them all lay down their weapons, I don't trust any of you right now..."

Seeing his n tense up again, Frank turned his head and said, "Hu Lang, don't go too far..."

Joe Ga ignored Frank's words and decisively pulled the trigger at a visibly angry officer...

With a soft 'pop'...

Frank cried out in pain, clutching his ear, jolted by the sound, as the tense officer's Glock was shot out of his hand, falling to the ground...

Joe Ga grabbed Frank's shirt to stand him up and shouted, "Everyone, put your guns on the ground and kick them over to ...

There's a hitman among you; I don't trust any of you!"

As Boss Joe Ga shouted, Ayu stood up from the twisted corpse, picked up the machine gun, and aid it at the police...

Only then did everyone clearly realize what happened and quickly calm down under Ayu's pressure.

An older officer pinched the handle of his gun with two fingers, making a calming gesture, then motioned for his colleagues to place their guns on the ground with him...

Dorian ran over and kicked all the handguns away, and then quickly patted them down...

After confirming no lethal weapons, Dorian, looking grim, nodded to Boss Joe Ga and said, "Boss, we can't rely on the NYPD; we should go..."

Joe Ga also put down his weapon, turned to Ayu, glanced at the bullet holes in her tactical vest, and patted her arm hard. Then he walked to the greasy middle-aged man's corpse...

He nudged the greasy man with his foot, and suddenly a piece of gold plating fell from the upper shelf, landing on the man's already deford head...

The gold bar unexpectedly broke into two halves...

Joe Ga paused, curiously picking up half of the gold bar, and saw the cross-section was clearly made of clay...

"What the hell is this..."

Saying so, Joe Ga tossed the half gold bar to the ground. As it shattered into more pieces, he reached out and felt the pile of gold bars where the greasy man's head had contact...

Four or five chunks of gold bar pieces fell to the ground!

A just-about-to-erupt Frank saw this, instinctively sensing sothing wrong...

He quickly rushed to Joe Ga, grabbed a piece from the pile to inspect it, and then incredulously moved to another shelf, hefting another gold bar before throwing it to the ground in horror...

When it broke into several pieces, Frank staggered backward several steps weakly, leaning heavily on a shelf...

"Oh shit..."

An overwheld Frank looked at Dorian, who curiously held his phone to record, and his officers' body caras, shaking his head painfully, "Shit, shit, shit..."

Straightening with difficulty, he said to Joe Ga, "No one is allowed to leave here..."

He then shouted to his officers: "Notify those outside to seal off the entire Federal Reserve Bank; this is a federal institution, notify the FBI!"

Joe Ga discarded the gold pieces, smiling subtly as he approached Frank, "Brother, dragging the FBI into this won't solve the problem here.

Whoever stole the gold here must be a major player; you need a reliable political partner now, or your career is dood!

I rember Monica telling you are a respectable person...

You should know I have so friends in Congress; I'm willing to give you a hand..."

Having seen a great deal, Frank quickly cald down and asked Joe Ga, "What do you want?"

Joe Ga spread his hands and said, "Firstly, you should say 'thank you' to the person in front of you, naly , Hu Lang...

Then, as a law-abiding, tax-paying citizen, I will demand you bring the law-flouting 'Ladder of Light' to justice...

If you don't have enough manpower, I can lend a hand for free!

Not too much to ask, right?"