Chapter 182 Gotham Twelve Hours
"Besides you, how many other snipers are there?" Harry and him lay side by side on the blanket, looking around for nearby sniper spots.

Reagan immediately said: "There are at least five more people, two on the second floor and two on the third floor, and one on the top floor of the 17th floor of the Wal-Mart building across the street.

The GCPD helicopter is just a few streets away and can arrive within 2 minutes. I don't know how many snipers are arranged on it. "

"Who are you from?" Harry asked again.

"I'm a killer at the Red House Bar."

"Yellow Pages Killer Alliance?" Harry laughed.

Of course she knew about the Yellow Pages and the Gotham Killer Alliance, but...
"You guys are tired of living a good life, dare to participate in this kind of thing?"

"I will do whatever tasks are assigned by the higher authorities. I will do things with money, without considering other things. Even though I am the No. 6 killer, I am not qualified to refuse the organization's arrangement." Reagan said sadly.

"Oh, number 6, your name is Caddy Reagan, codenamed Needle, your senses are as thin as a pinhole, your bullets are like needlepoints, you can pass through the smallest shooting space, hit your target, you never miss .” Harry was stunned.

"Miss Halle is overrated. Today, right now, wouldn't I fall into your hands in a daze?" Reagan said shyly.

"Don't be depressed—"

Harry stopped suddenly and listened carefully.

"Puff puff puff..." There seemed to be a light knocking sound coming from the earplugs two meters away.

Harry crawled over, picked it up and handed it to Reagan.

Reagan smiled bitterly, and rhythmically tapped twelve times on the broad bean-sized microphone.

It's Morse code.

Throwing the headset aside again, she asked curiously, "Why are you so honest, are you playing tricks?"

"I saw your video on BBC TV and heard how you dealt with Jiravsky (cousin Nikolai, go to hell) in front of the Russians.

Facing you, it's best to be honest, otherwise"

Reagan shook his head and didn't say any more.

"You're smart, you will survive." Harley comforted him, and continued to ask: "Who is your employer? Who is involved in this round against old Cammy?"

"I don't have a definite answer, because from the beginning to the end, only the Mexican gunmen of the Latin American gang and our people from the Red House Bar were involved. Oh, and the GCPD is about to join."

For ordinary people in Gotham, the Latin American gang and the Red House are also considered princes.

But in front of the huge Falcone family, they are a group of "small retail investors".

"What do you think?" Harry asked.

"The current situation doesn't look like Romani's handwriting. Either he has an ally around him and teaches him to do this, or he has also been calculated.

But now, Romani has no other choice but to let go and strive for further progress. "Reagan said honestly.

"Well, even you can see it."

Harry sighed, took the pistol and dagger from Reagan's waist, and quietly stuffed a "fly" (the miniature spy plane that came with owl glasses) into his pocket.

"You are smart, keep your IQ online."

She picked up the headset and returned it to him, put on the owl glasses, and walked a few meters away.

Looking at the sun in the sky, there were still more than two hours until dusk, Harry hesitated in his heart, not knowing whether to throw the fly in his hand.

Suddenly catching a glimpse of the hanged ghost Andy next to her, she suddenly thought: "How far can you leave me?"

"Well, I see what you mean."

Andy sank and quickly disappeared on the balcony.

Only three seconds later, it floated up again and said, "I can reach the third floor, but I can't see room 309."

"Hey, Andy, you are not a complete waste!"

Under Reagan's weird gaze, Harry bent down and circled the rooftop three times.

Then, she walked into the stairs, took out her mobile phone and called Teresa.

"It's time to start."

"As ordered."

Even though Teresa was full of doubts, he still followed the plan and ordered the specially trained gunmen who came from the outskirts of Jersey City to stop his personnel carrier - two vans - with a large truck and threatened by RPG.

In front of many passers-by on the street, robbed 20 gunmen including Teresa himself.

Harry looked at the phone, sneered, and sat on the stairs, waiting for the first call.

After a full half an hour, Reagan looked back at her several times inexplicably, with a struggling expression. With the sharp eyes of an elite sniper, after catching a glimpse of Harley's indifferent expression, he lay back obediently.

On the third floor of the "Dingling Bell" fighting arena, in Harley's office, Reeves and old Gibbs suddenly looked up and looked at the mobile phone with the screen on the desk - Harley's original mobile phone.

The two were hesitating, "Hi, this is Harley Quinn."

The phone answered automatically, and the voice of BOSS came out.

The two looked at the computer screen curiously, and at the same time felt relieved - the strange little software of BOSS worked.

"Harry, it's me, Copperpot."

The Penguin's excited voice came from the other end, "His Excellency Falcone has an accident, do you know? The police officer I placed in the police station called."

Coppert quickly told the story of the old Cameron's accident, and said sincerely: "Your Excellency Falcone is my benefactor, and I can achieve what I am today because of his trust and help.

I've got Butch ready with 60 gunners and off to United, Halle, you... what do you think? "

Well, after Fish escaped, her butler Butch followed Cobbot.

"My men are already on their way, Gibbs, is Teresa here?"

Old Gibbs froze for a moment before remembering his lines, and said, "I'll call and ask."

He actually took out his mobile phone and called Teresa.

Naturally, there was no response.

"Boss, Teresa had an accident." He said solemnly.

This time it's not a disguise.

He doesn't know about Harley's plan to have Teresa hijack herself.

"Damn it, find out immediately what happened!"

Harry seemed to be desperately suppressing his anger, and growled.

Old Gibbs was not perfunctory at all, and immediately made several phone calls.

In the end, he got the definite news from Sheriff Clayton, who led the Quinn family: Teresa, together with 20 other gunmen, was hijacked by mysterious armed forces. , The smell of blood filled the streets.

"Teresa was shot shortly after leaving, which means that Maroni must have arranged for someone to watch me." Harry said angrily.

Coppert on the other end of the phone hesitated and said, "Since you also want to protect Kamai, why don't you organize another group of gunmen and go to the hospital with me?"

Harry was silent for a long time, and asked the "people on the sidelines", "Levi's, what do you think?"

Levi touched his nose and said the truth: "Boss, to be honest, don't be angry.

Now it was clear that the Romans were in their hands, and the end was doomed.

A new king replaces the old one, and the post-Falcone era is approaching.

Your individual strength is strong, I don't deny it.

But the United Hospital is obviously a trap, and the Romans are the bait, trapping and killing his loyal ministers, laying a solid foundation for the new king's stable rule.

There is nothing you can do.

Even if you rush into the hospital, even if the armor is strong, even if you don't die, can you save Cammy in the center of the trap?

They can't beat you, at least they can kill him immediately.

Therefore, you need to participate in this matter again. "

"Harry, he is a sycophant, and the person who said this to you is a sycophantic!" On the other end of the phone, Coppert shouted excitedly, "Don't be fooled by him, Kamai is not only our BOSS, he also created For us, he is our mentor and loving father, and we must not abandon him!"

Harry sighed: "What's your plan? The 'executor' (Teresa) of the Quinn family has all fallen, and those 20 gunmen are the elite in my hands."

"I" Cobot hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and said decisively: "Surround the hospital with everyone and make the people inside despair.

In order to survive, they will surrender and release Kamai. "

Harry also hesitated for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Copperpot, are you the conspirator behind it? Tricked me to go to the hospital and throw myself into the trap, and the whole army was wiped out."

"What?" Cobbot seemed to be jumping, and when he got excited, it changed into a goose cry that was half crying and half laughing.

"Harry, I can understand that you don't want to take risks for Cammy. But you can't turn the guilt and anger in your heart into slander against me!"

"You and I are not stupid. Maroni may have participated in today's situation, but he is definitely not the mastermind. There are other people behind the scenes, but it is definitely not me." Harry said lightly.

"It's not me either!" Coppert jumped on the opposite side.

"So, now I tell you that I have fulfilled my duty to Cammy and will not send anyone to the hospital again, what do you decide to do?" Harry said coldly.

"Whatever I do, I have to try."

The hesitation in Cobblepot's tone quickly turned into firmness, and the emotional changes were layered and real.

"Good luck."

Harley at the corridor entrance of the United Hospital turned off her mobile phone, and the two mobile phones connected to the computer in the fighting field office immediately ended the call.

Levi's and Gibbs looked at each other, both silent.

In the end, the old man couldn't bear it anymore, and said in a low voice: "Do you think it's Copperpot? It's unreasonable, his territory is a mess, and the dealers are rebelling against him!"
How can you do such a big thing if you don't have the same people. "

"No matter who he is, he will be unlucky. Now the roles of hunter and prey have been reversed, but it's a pity that the 'former hunter' who became prey doesn't know yet."

Levi's tone was affirmative, and his expression became relaxed.

Iceberg Bar, meeting room on the second floor.

"Did witch Halle lie?" Butch asked.

Cobbot put down his cell phone, and looked through the glass window at the gunner brigade ready to go out.

After a long time, he thought about it and said, "She is very sincere."

"But you said before that she is the absolute confidant of the Romans, and she should not be drawn." Butch wondered.

Coppert smiled strangely: "Am I not Kamai's confidant? When the old emperor was still in control of the kingdom, the ministers shouted long live and were loyal.

But now he is not even the emperor. We are only loyal to the emperor!

Because loyalty has a price.

We pay loyalty, and we reap benefits from the emperor.

Harley Quinn is a real 'Gotham girl' and made the normal choices that real Gotham people would make.

Oh no, she's actually been really nice to Cammy.

He never wanted to challenge his throne, and this time he lost all his family's core armed forces. "

"Who intercepted and killed Teresa halfway?" Butch wondered.

Coppert smiled faintly, "I said earlier that this chess game is very chaotic, and the participants are not just me and Maroni."

"Then, shall we still go to the hospital? Will others be behind us?" Butch worried.

Coppert laughed loudly and said, "Butch, has the matter developed to this point, has my judgment ever been a little wrong?
So, when I say 'the man who kills Kamai can be chosen as the new king by the big man', you should keep it in mind and believe it completely. "

"Who is the big shot? Have you seen it?" Butch frowned.

"I overheard Fish mention it when I was Umbrella Boy, she got it from old Cammy.

They were like legends before, but now, I can feel their existence more and more. "

The penguin stretched out his hand and held it upwards, his face full of intoxication and confidence, as if he had touched the supreme existence invisible to the naked eye.

(End of this chapter)

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