The Tyrant Billionaire

Ed, the police chief, was already asleep when he was rudely awakened by a phone call in the middle of the night, feeling impatient he picked up the phone.

When his subordinate informed him about a major fight between the North Shore Gang and the Austrian Gang, Ed was snapped awake instantly.

"What? You're saying there's a major clash between the North Shore Gang and the Austrian Gang? How is that possible?" Ed still couldn't quite believe it.

"It's true, Chief. HD Security Patrol has already gone there. And some North Shore gangsters were blocked by the patrol." the subordinate reported.

"What's the situation now?"

"The patrol team is awaiting your orders on how to proceed. However, if they are attacked, they are going to retaliate," the subordinate explained.

HD Security, acting as supplementary police under contract, had strict rules. While they needed permission from the police to make arrests, they could act independently in emergencies, like getting attacked or if someone is found robbing a bank during patrol.

"Alright, I'm heading there now to assess the situation," Chief Ed said.

...

Unbeknownst to Ed, while he was notifying the police, the patrol teams had already sprung into action.

At the Tobacco and Alcohol Warehouse:

Several cars with mounted machine guns were parked outside. Snipers were positioned high up, ready to fire at any moment.

The main gate had already been smashed open.

A patrol car accelerated and crashed through.

"Ratatatatat~ Ratatat!"

The Irishmen opened fire wildly at the patrol car, unaware it was unmanned; a stick held down the accelerator, causing the car to crash into the compound, knocking down pillars before coming to a stop.

The Irishmen continued firing at the car.

Their gunfire exposed many of their positions.

"Bang!"

A sniper's bullet struck, dropping a man to the ground, while the machine gunner on the patrol car returned fire towards the attackers, killing several more.

This kind of urban warfare was nothing new to soldiers from World War II, who were fearless and methodical in eliminating their enemies.

They were on the side of justice and had plenty of time, they could afford to be patient.

...

At the casino.

Patrol officers stormed in, engaging in a fierce gunfight with the Irishmen, quickly killing many.

After a dozen Irishmen were dead, some began to feel fear, shouting surrender. Eventually, seven or eight were captured.

Similar scenes played out elsewhere: the Irishmen made initial advances against the Austrians Gang, but as soon as the patrols arrived, they were quickly subdued. In terms of weapons and morale, they were outmatched.

Several leaders were captured and taken to a room, where Henry began questioning them.

"Tell me, what's your plan?" Henry asked the first leader.

The leader glanced at Henry disdainfully. "You're police. I won't say anything. I want to see my lawyer."

"Police, huh?" Henry chuckled.

"I'm sorry, you've got it wrong. We're not police," Henry said, raising his gun to the man's head.

"I'll ask again, what's your plan?"

The leader trembled slightly but defiantly said, "I'll wait for my lawyer."

"Bang!"

Henry didn't bother listening to the nonsense he was going to say and fired directly. He didn't want to waste time with these people.

The leader's head exploded, blood spraying several meters away, shocking the other leaders behind him.

"You're police! How can you just kill people like that?" Another leader shouted.

"Bang!"

Henry fired again, blowing this man's head off too.

He pointed the gun at the third.

Before Henry could speak, the man immediately shouted, "I'll talk, I'll talk! Don't shoot!"

"It was our boss, Jaime Weiss. He heard that the Austrian Gang's leaders, Sigel and Fred, were dead, so he captured Alan Payne the Austrians Gang's strategist, and forced him to merge the Austrians Gang with the North Shore Gang. Alan refused, so we started our operations, preparing to take over all of the Austrians Gang's assets."

"And you, any additional information?" Henry asked the other leader.

Terrified, the leader's lips trembled. "I.. I think he's told you everything."

"Then you're of no use. Useless people don't need to live," Henry said, about to shoot.

"W-wait! I have one more piece of information. A new guy joined our gang, David. He's said to be the strategist for Raymond, the Detroit mob boss. It seems he reached some kind of agreement with Jamie Weiss. He brought 70 people with him."

"Anything else you know?"

"That's all i know right now," the leader quickly added.

Henry immediately relayed this information to Hardy. Hardy had heard of Raymond's reputation and knew he was a prominent figure in the Irish mob.

So Raymond was the one pulling the strings behind the scenes. Still It might not be unrelated to the Four Mafia families matters, perhaps they reached some kind of agreement between themselves, which led to them attacking the Corleone family and causing chaos in Los Angeles.

But even if it was Raymond, so what?

His roots were in Detroit, and Hardy wasn't afraid of Raymond at all.

"Since you dare send your men to Los Angeles, then i will have no other choice but to be ruthless," Hardy muttered, picked up the phone, and called Bill.

"Bill, you can act now."

"Understood, boss," Bill replied excitedly.

Bill had more people under his command than the North Shore Gang. more than a dozen trucks drove towards the North Shore Gang's headquarters.

The wrought iron gate of the North Shore Gang's headquarters was closed, with armed guards at the entrance. Suddenly, a beam of light approached from a distance. These people thought it was their own cars returning and didn't react.

As the convoy approached, they realized something was wrong. Their cars were sedans, but these were trucks.

Some of them instinctively pulled out their guns.

At this time, several gun barrels stretched out from the truck canvas covers and fired wildly at the gate guards.

"Dadadada, dadadada."

The dense machine gun fire quickly brought down several people at the gate, and the truck at the entrance showed no intention of stopping. Instead, it accelerated, slamming fiercely into the wrought iron gate.

"Boom~!"

The wrought iron gate immediately shattered, flying in all directions.

Truck after truck rushed into the compound.

People from the trucks poured out, all armed to the teeth, rushing towards the main building like hungry wolves.

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