solarly

This night, the New York mob, completely boiling, everyone was shaken, the heart of the panic, how can not be hidden.

Those police officers in New York, while cursing ‘____' ‘____', but had to go out to the police again and again. However, when they saw the corpses at the scene, they could not help but feel a piercing chill rising from their tailbone and going straight to their heads.

Some of the less courageous policemen, after seeing the corpses, immediately shut up and dared not utter another dirty word.

It was clear how scared they were!

In fact, we cannot blame the police officers for being too timid, it was because the scene was so shocking.

At first glance, the scene at the crime scene wasn't too hot and didn't look scary.

However, after the police officers had only slightly examined the corpses at the scene, a strong chill could not help but rise in everyone's heart, and even their scalp tingled.

Those corpses, did not look too gruesome, however, if you look closely you will find that all of them had only one wound on their bodies, either on their necks, or on their chests, or …… on their temples.

Those were wounds caused by sharp, sharp instruments!

Just looking at the bodies, the police officers could imagine the scene – these people, either in twos and threes, were drinking, or alone, hooting and hollering, when someone wordlessly approached them, and then as simply as if they were eating and dressing, the blade slashed through.

I'm afraid these people won't even know how they died until they die!

An absolute master!

From this alone, it could be deduced that the person who had struck was definitely a top-notch expert, even if they were used to seeing vicious prisoners, these policemen had never been so scared.

But when they saw the wounds on the bodies, they were scared.

But that was not all, what really made them feel a kind of heartfelt fear was the impact of those bodies without wounds.

There were several corpses among them that had no wounds on their bodies.

They looked so normal, as if they were asleep, that no one would have thought they were dead if they had not known beforehand.

However, it was only when lifting them that the police officers were shocked beyond measure to find that the bones in those people's bodies, seemed to be shattered, especially their necks, skulls, brains ……, which were vital parts, had been beaten so that they were softer than tofu.

But looking at their bodies, most of them had only one mark of a blow, and that was the mark of a fist.

This means that they were most likely just punched hard and then their bones were shattered and they died on the spot!

The knife, the fist, these two things, without a doubt, showed how strong that person who did it, really was.

None of the people present had noticed anything unusual, and no one had even seen the person who had done it …… From this point on, it was clear that the person who had done it possessed not only strength, but also a clever mind and other extremely good overall qualities.

The combination of all these factors, the image of one or several of the top killers, appeared in the minds of these police officers.

These policemen were scared.

No one would be willing to mess with such a bogeyman if not as a last resort.

So, a bizarre scene appeared – all the police officers who went out to the police, unless necessary, did not say a word, honestly work, or the questioning statement, and then carry the body to the car to send away …… Apart from that, no one said more than half a word, everyone's heart hairy.

……

The night went by in a flash.

When the roaring engine sound disappeared at dawn, the whole New York shaking, but is already completely rippled away.

At this time, Wendell was calmly returning to Silva Mopel Molom's villa.

The car was given to Lance Grelan to deal with, and Wendell did not intend to destroy the car for the time being, because it would definitely be used again in the future. These small gangs were merely acting under orders.

During the operation, Wendell also caught a few gang leaders who were sleeping alone and directly used bio-currents to simulate neurotoXelas and inject them into each other's bodies, thus interrogating them. From this he learnt a lot of important information, that these small gangs, all of them, had received orders from certain big gangs or mob bosses to go after the Weida Group and Silva Mopel Molom's family.

Naturally, they looked up to the big gangs, and what's more, the Weta Group was a piece of fat meat, so they naturally wanted to take a bite out of it, so they were naturally very motivated.

Of course, there are also a few gangs who are just following the trend and want to kiss the a_s of the big gangs or take advantage of the opportunity to gain some benefits.

However, these people did not get any benefits, but they buried their own lives.

After Wendell got the information he wanted, he directly sent them to their God. For these people, Wendell had nothing to be soft, these small gangs could survive mainly by selling white flour or doing some extortion, robbery and murder, Wendell was just bringing the death penalty from Springs to Rice.

Wendell and Eiglo Spider, who had not slept all night, did not look much tired, this was nothing for them.

On the contrary, Silva Mopel Molom and Steve White Nelly looked a bit listless when they got up in the morning, obviously they did not sleep well last night.

Wendell looked at them and secretly nodded his head.

It seemed that Steve WhiteNelly was right, Little Aunt did have the old man on her mind, otherwise, how could she not have slept well?

From this point of view, after solving the troubles of the William Da Group, and then persuading Mageta Gu to return to Springs, there was still a high chance of success.

Even if she could not be allowed to return to live in the country for good, it was still possible for her to at least go back for a visit.

After having breakfast, Silva Mopel Molom could only rush to the company because she had something to do, but she let Steve White Nelly and Steve Molom stay behind to accompany Wendell and the three of them.

Because she considered that Wendell had worked hard all night, Depom refused Steve WhiteNelly's suggestion to go out and play, and just said that it would be enough to chat and play cards at home.

Although Steve Molom liked to have a good time, she could also know how to think about others and agreed to the proposal.

In this way, the three of them stayed at home for the whole day, which was just convenient for Wendell to consider his next plan.

Leaving Eiglo Spider to accompany them to play cards, Wendell casually found an excuse to return to his room, and after a moment of consideration, he sent a message to Lance Grelan: "Use the shortest possible time to find out the whereabouts of those people, as well as the details."

After a few muments, Lance Grelan's text message came back, "It's already in progress."

Wendell then smiled faintly, he was still very satisfied with Lance Grelan. Strictly speaking, Lance Grelan was definitely considered quite good, a deservedly elite.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was trying to hide his identity, Lance Grelan would be considered strong in terms of his personal skills, at least for a special forces soldier, he wasn't bad.

What satisfied Wendell the most was Lance Grelan's brains.

For example, on the issue of the car, Wendell just slightly clicked and Lance Grelan knew what he meant, and now, without Wendell even having to say anything, Lance Grelan had already started investigating the details and whereabouts of those people in advance.

Those people mentioned here were those big gangs that Wendell had asked from the mouths of those small gang bosses, the ones who had instructed them to lay hands on the Weida Group, and those mob bosses.

Collecting these small gangs was only the first step. To really solve the troubles of the Weida Group at the root, we naturally had to clean up these big gangs, as well as these so-called mob bosses.

Of course, what was more important was that through these people, the black hand hiding behind the curtain would be found, and only then could the trouble be finally solved.

And now, what Wendell was waiting for was Lance Grelan's investigation information.

Wendell admired Little Uncle more and more, the people he had sent here had indeed played a great role.

If it was just the three of them coming to Rice, they would really be in the dark, not to mention helping Little Aunt solve her problems, and it would be good enough not to cause her any trouble.

But now it was different, with Lance Grelan, an excellent guide and bag of information, he could basically get all the information that Wendell needed. Since this was the case, Wendell also decisively took the easiest way to solve the problem – directly with his fists!

This was Wendell's greatest strength and the easiest and most effective way.

Other than that, any other method would be much slower. Wendell couldn't wait that long, and if Mageta Gu could go back a day earlier, she would try to go back a day earlier.

Moreover, there was still no news from Cole's place, and Liam had not yet called, which meant that he had obviously encountered some trouble there as well, or had not made any progress.

Under such circumstances, Wendell didn't have much time to waste on these gangs, nor did he have this patience to play along with these rogue thugs in a fight!

"Handra ……" Suddenly, Wendell's phone rang, but it was Natra calling.

"Natra, why did you suddenly remember to call me?" Wendell asked smilingly, but in his heart he was secretly wary, guessing if the purpose of Natra's call was related to last night's action.

"If I said I wanted to treat you to dinner, would you say yes?" Silva Yuet's soft laughter came over the phone.

"It would be my pleasure!" Wendell chuckled, "However, it should be me treating you."

"Good then, why don't we have dinner together tonight?" Natra suggested, "How about you set the time and I'll choose the place?"

"Tonight?" Wendell pondered for a moment before smiling, "Sorry, I might not have time in the last few days, how about this, I'll call you as soon as I have time, how about that?"

"Looks like my face is still not big enough, okay then." Natra giggled.

Wendell smiled and was about to hang up the phone when he heard Natra suddenly ask, "Wendell, at the risk of asking, did you do this?"

Sure enough, here it comes!

Wendell raised his eyebrows, he knew that it should not be as simple as Natra calling him for dinner ……