Build the Traveler Alliance from Scratch

Chapter 84 Night Attack on the Pier
As the busiest port city in the Western Hemisphere, the pier in Los Angeles at night is also not calm.

The shore is brightly lit, and huge freighters are docked at the port. Under the illumination of the lights, the cranes are working as usual, constantly unloading container goods from the freighters.

At this moment, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and heavy rain poured down.

Seeing this situation, the crane accelerated the speed of unloading the container against the heavy rain.

But not far away, armed with live ammunition, the killers on guard patrol were not so calm.

A black-haired man wearing a bulletproof vest and an M11 submachine gun hanging around his neck pushed open the door and led three gunmen who were also armed and wearing bulletproof vests into a temporary house converted from several containers.

There are three people in the house, two of them are bodyguards wearing bulletproof suits, and the remaining one is the organizer of this operation, now Las Vegas hitman intermediary Fogg Swan.

At this moment, Fergus Swan was carefully maintaining the gun under the light.

The black-haired man pushed the door open, gave a military salute, and then said, "Sir, the message has been delivered."

Ferguson Swan once served in the Marine Corps. After retiring, he returned to Las Vegas to help his father. Many of his cronies were brothers who came to join him after retiring. Therefore, he has always maintained his status in the army. Habit.

Hearing the black-haired man's words, Fergus Swann didn't look up, and while wiping the pistol, he said in a low voice: "Very well, the next thing is to wait for that bastard to take the bait himself—how about that British guy, he's not dead yet Bar?"

The black-haired man shook his head and said, "Sir, not yet, but now it's raining heavily, I'm worried he might not last a few nights."

Hearing this sentence, Fergu Swan finally stopped what he was doing, raised his head, and said calmly: "If you can't hold on, let him die, anyway, as long as there is his body, sooner or later that guy will be hooked ..."

Before the words were finished, several hurried shouts came from outside the container, followed by several gunshots.

Fogg Swan suddenly stood up, looked at the black-haired man, and said in a deep voice, "Go out and have a look!"

"Yes!"

The black-haired man clenched his submachine gun and rushed out of the room with three of his men.

Holding the pistol, Fergu Swan looked at the two bodyguards while loading the magazine and said, "You guys go too."

The two bodyguards nodded, drew their pistols and walked towards the door.

After a while, the gunfire outside the container became more and more rapid, and there were a few screams from time to time.

Fergus Swann was pacing back and forth holding the gun, with a cloudy expression on his face.

He really wanted to go out and have a look, but he was afraid that the other party was coming for him.

"Who the hell is it, the Russians, or the goddamn gypsies?"

Fergus Swan gritted his teeth, racking his brains to guess the identity of the person who came.

But no matter what he thought, he never considered the possibility that it was Li Yun.

After all, Li Yun was just a lone wolf killer, and the intensity of the gunshots outside the container clearly indicated that there was more than one person. It was very likely that a certain force wanted to take the opportunity to kill him, and then put the blame on Li Yun who was chasing him.

Thinking of this, Fergu Swan regretted that he should not have come in person.

At this moment, a rocket tore through the rain curtain, roared, and hit the container next to it.

"boom!"

The violent explosion came with shock waves.

Fergus Swan felt the ground tremble, and quickly spread his legs to stabilize his figure.

After the aftermath dissipated, the gunfire outside the container gradually subsided.

Fergus Swan kicked to the long table in front of him, hid behind the table, clenched his pistol tightly, and felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

It's been so long, and none of his subordinates have come in to report the situation to him, which means that the battle situation outside is not optimistic, and his subordinates may have scattered and fled in all directions.

Soon, footsteps came from outside the container.

Fergus Swan calmed down at this moment, gripped the pistol tightly, and quietly looked out the door.

Under the illumination of the light above the container, shaking figures appeared outside the door.

Ferguson Swan raised his pistol and calmly aimed at the door, waiting for someone to enter.

At this moment, the wall transformed from the container behind him suddenly exploded.

The raised shock wave slammed into Fergu Swan's back unobstructed, lifted him up, brought him down behind the long table in front of him, and flew straight to the concrete floor outside the door.

"Pfft-"

Ferguson Swan spit out a mouthful of blood, and felt that his internal organs were shaking, his whole body was sore, numb, and weak.

At this moment, a black car drove up slowly and stopped in front of him.

A middle-aged man in a suit opened the door and got out of the car, opened a black umbrella, and opened the rear door respectfully.

"pat-"

The black leather shoes stepped out from the back seat and landed on the ground full of puddles.

Gritting his teeth, Fergu Swan struggled to get up, wanting to see whose hands he fell into.

But before he could stand up completely, a military boot stepped hard on his back.

"Crack-"

The sound of bone cracking came faintly, Fergu Swan only felt a pain in his back, and quickly lost consciousness.

Li Yun took off his helmet, put a black pistol on Fergus Swan's head, and said with a sneer, "Mr. Swan, you probably never thought that we would meet in this way, right?"

"..."

Li Yun frowned when he didn't get a response, and was about to continue speaking when Lin Zhongtian interrupted him.

"Okay, okay, everyone has passed out, and you are still talking to yourself..."

Lin Zhongtian was speechless, and walked towards Li Yun, followed closely by Vlad holding a black umbrella.

When he came to the unconscious Ferguson Swan, Lin Zhongtian squatted down, stretched out his hand and raised his head. On the surface, he seemed to check whether the other party was really unconscious, but actually manipulated the fog to read the other party's memory.

Soon, Lin Zhongtian stood up thoughtfully.

No wonder this group of assassin agencies are so eager to protect their own interests. It turns out that the market they control is really not small, and the income they get from the organization every year is no less than that of a top assassin, or even more.

Not only that, relying on this method, they can gather manpower and funds very quickly.

Take Ferguson Swann and his father as an example. Relying on the identity of the killer intermediary and the particularity of Las Vegas, the forces under his command are by no means inferior to the Russian gangsters in the first part of John Wick.

It's just that this time, when Ferguson Swan was working across states, he made preparations hastily in all aspects, and his manpower was still in Las Vegas. He only had seven or eight confidants and the group army sent by other colleagues. Without any cooperation, Lin Zhongtian easily cleaned it up.

In contrast, Lin Zhongtian is a local, and he needs money and connections.

This time, he didn't need to take action himself, and he easily wiped out Fogg Swan and his group army.

No wonder the ancients always said that a strong dragon does not overwhelm a snake...

Lin Zhongtian sighed inwardly.

At the same time, an elderly Chinese man walked over with an umbrella, followed by four heavily armed men.

Seeing this, Lin Zhongtian turned around, stretched out his hand towards the old man, and said with a light smile, "Thank you, Mr. Liu, for your help!"

Mr. Liu shook hands with Lin Zhongtian with a smile, and said in half-baked Mandarin: "It should be, it's all about my family, Zuo Sheng's matter is Hongmen's matter, you are willing to contact Hongmen like your grandfather, and I am very happy." Congratulations, unlike your old man..."

When it came to the last sentence, Mr. Liu seemed a little angry and uttered a sentence in Cantonese.

Lin Zhongtian stopped him immediately, and said sternly: "My son does not speak of his father's faults, so I ask Mr. Liu to speak carefully."

Mr. Liu reacted, and quickly said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was rude, and I hope Zuo Sheng will not take offense."

Lin Zhongtian shook his head with a smile, and said with a friendly attitude: "It's okay, we are all in the same city, and we should help each other. In the future, you and my family should walk around more and get closer!"

"That's right, that's right!"

Old Liu laughed heartily, looking at Lin Zhongtian with appreciation.

(End of this chapter)