Chapter 467 Cleaning up the Bloody Scene, the Powerful Morgan Consortium

Twenty minutes after Su Ming finished the call.

Several luxury cars and business cars instantly surrounded the Devil's Bar.

Many burly men in security uniforms, holding the most advanced fully automatic rifles without hesitation, followed the secretary in a black suit who was leading the group into the Devil's Bar.

With the power of the Morgan Consortium, even if there was a commotion, it could be suppressed by force.

As for the two gang members in charge of security at the door, they didn't even have time to say anything... they were pressed to the ground by the burly man who rushed up.

Secretary White took the lead and walked into the bar.

He glanced at the guests who were still jumping and flying leaves on the dance floor, waved his hand without hesitation, and said slowly to a security guard behind him.

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"Remind you."

"I don't want them to be in the way while I'm working."

After that,

The burly man behind him immediately pointed the gun at his head and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Da-da-da--"

A series of clear and harsh gunshots instantly covered up the noisy music.

Many guests who were still immersed in the atmosphere of the nightclub screamed and fled subconsciously after hearing the gunshots, fearing that the Devil Bar would become the target of terrorist organizations.

Watching the scene become turbulent.

Secretary White took a loud speaker from another man behind him and shouted expressionlessly.

"Everyone stop."

"We are members of the Morgan Consortium, not a terrorist organization, and we will not hurt you."

"However, we received news from the detective that someone here has stolen important documents from our Morgan Consortium, so we need your cooperation."

"Whether you are an ordinary tourist or a gang member, squat down with your head in your hands now."

"Remember... I'm talking about the Morgan Consortium."

As soon as these words came out.

The originally turbulent Devil Bar instantly quieted down.

Everyone in the dance floor looked at the entrance at the same time and found that except for the thin man in the lead, the clothes of dozens of burly men behind him were all marked with the symbol of the Morgan Consortium.

After seeing the symbol that almost everyone in the United States knew.

All the people who fled immediately squatted down without hesitation, and the tension in their hearts was relieved a little.

Although the Morgan Consortium's actions this time were very domineering, they did have the confidence to be domineering. That was the Morgan Consortium that could control the US election.

Even if a few people were killed here, it would probably be easy to solve.

And they were still looking for the lost files of the consortium. As long as they didn't do such a thing, they would definitely not be troubled.

The strength of the Morgan Consortium also shows that... it will not target ordinary people.

At this moment.

Seeing that everyone in the bar had squatted down with their heads in their hands and dared not make any other unusual movements, Secretary White also began to walk slowly towards the basement of the bar.

Just when Secretary White walked to the door of the bar's storage room and prepared to enter the basement.

A gang member with tattoos on his face and a fierce look suddenly stood up and spread his hands to stop him.

"Hey, Sir."

"This is the inner area of ​​our Devil's Bar. No one else is qualified to enter."

"If you are just searching for the lost documents, I can guarantee that there is absolutely nothing you want in it."

Hearing this.

Secretary White suddenly stopped his hand that was about to open the door, glanced at the gang member who stood up, and even didn't bother to explain, and raised his head to the security guard beside him.

The next second.

The big man closest to the gang member immediately raised the butt of the gun and smashed the gang member's face, knocking him to the ground, wailing in pain.

Then, he took out a handcuff from his pocket and said coldly without question.

"Now I seriously suspect that you are related to the suspect who stole the documents."

"We need you to go to the New York Police Department with us later, and someone will interrogate you properly. As for now, you just have a good sleep and stay here obediently."

This scene.

Let the other gang members who were about to stop the Morgan Consortium from searching or remind Ross shut up wisely.

Although the Evil Ghost Gang was able to lord it over the Bronx, compared with the Morgan Consortium, it was simply a comparison between an ant and an elephant, and it was not even on the table.

Secretary White had no interest in how to deal with the gang member who stood up, and directly opened the door of the storage room.

With a large group of security personnel responsible for the aftermath, he entered the basement according to Su Ming's words.

Came to the innermost room of the basement.

Although the door was closed, Secretary White could already smell the clear smell of blood, and immediately had some guesses in his mind.

Without any hesitation.

Secretary White slowly pushed the door open, and with the help of the dim light, he immediately saw three bodies lying outside the room.

Two strong male bodies, and a female body with most of her chest exposed.

Secretary White did not stop and continued to walk two steps inside. Suddenly, he saw... Ross, the leader of the Evil Ghost Gang, lying on the sofa. Or Ross's body would be more accurate.

Compared to the other three bodies.

Ross had obviously suffered a lot of torture before his death. Bloody bones could be seen at the knees, and both ears were cut off and fell on the sofa.

The most fatal attack... was the steak knife on the left chest.

After taking a closer look.

Secretary White immediately felt nauseous. Although as the secretary of old Morgan, his heart and ability to withstand pressure were very strong.

But seeing this kind of death, there was still some indescribable discomfort.

Suppressing the nausea in his heart, Secretary White turned around without hesitation, waved his hand at the security personnel, and ordered.

"Resolve the matter here and don't bring any public opinion influence."

After that.

Secretary White left the room on his own, walked through the controlled bar hall, and returned to the luxury Mercedes-Benz sedan when he came.

After taking several deep breaths and calming down the discomfort in his heart, he turned off the micro camera that was previously sandwiched in his chest pocket and dialed old Morgan's number.

As the phone was picked up.

Secretary White resumed his usual robotic tone and spoke immediately.

"President."

"The Devil's Bar has been completely controlled."

"Except for Sheriff Su Ming, we should be the first to arrive at the scene, and will not cause any public opinion impact or problems."

After waiting for a few seconds.

Old Morgan's old voice slowly sounded.

"What was the specific scene like?"

Hearing this.

Secretary White recalled the bloody scene again, and couldn't help but retched, and then quickly answered.

"Sheriff Su Ming killed a total of four people."

"Among them, the leader of the Devil's Gang suffered some kind of torture before his death. There is a high probability that Sheriff Su Ming did it in order to dig out some important clues."

"President, if you need it, I can send you the specific video now."

After pausing for a few seconds.

Old Morgan's voice full of emotion slowly sounded again.

"It's really a bit surprising."

"Sheriff Su Ming, who has that kind of eyes, is probably starting to show his real skills now..."