Soon, a row of black cars stopped around the crowd, the doors opened, and dozens of people in black walked out of the cars.
The person was a well-dressed middle-aged man. He glanced around the audience and then his eyes fell on Augustine.
"Mr. Augustine, I think you arrested the wrong person and did the wrong thing." The middle-aged man first nodded at Augustine, then spoke coldly.
"Boss, it's Satan's people." A man in front of Augustine whispered in his ear, looking extremely nervous.
Augustine knew it clearly in his heart without anyone reminding him. This middle-aged man had been with Satan before, so he had some impression of him. He seemed to be a military strategist specializing in negotiations.
"Oh... I remember, your name is Feng Jin." Augustine looked at the middle-aged man for a few times, then looked away and sneered.
"Mr. Augustine, you are not mistaken." The middle-aged man said expressionlessly.
"Hahaha, interesting. Why, Satan himself doesn't dare to come to Philadelphia, so he lets a dog next to him come and chat with me?" Augustine said with interest, tearing Ning Xi's head provocatively.
"Mr. Augustine, I think you are mistaken. I am not here to chat with you. I am just here to advise you. If you release Tang Xi now, everything will be easy to talk about. Otherwise, the consequences for you may be disastrous." Feng Jin said.
Hearing Feng Jin's words, Augustine laughed. The whole of Philadelphia belonged to him. He could even directly mobilize the police force of Philadelphia. Not to mention the dog in front of Satan, these dozen people, even if Satan himself came, would die in Philadelphia!
In an instant, Augustine's expression was extremely gloomy, as if water could drip out of it: "You have no right to talk nonsense with me here, but since you are here, I will also do my best to be a good host, and you can... stay here forever..."
As Augustine finished speaking, hundreds of black hole guns suddenly pointed at Feng Jin.
At this moment, Feng Jin looked fearless and calm. He slowly opened his mouth and said, "Since Mr. Augustine doesn't listen to my advice, then what I said before was in vain. In this case, Mr. Augustine will bear all the consequences."
After the middle-aged man Feng Jin finished speaking, for some reason, he took the initiative to retreat to the rear, directly ignoring the black muzzles of the guns.
The next second, dozens of black cars rushed in from all directions, blocking the street.
Augustine's expression changed slightly when he saw this, and his brows knitted slightly. However, in the blink of an eye, Augustine calmed down and sneered, "Why, is this all Satan has now? These few people want to fight against me and the entire power of Philadelphia?!"
At that moment, Augustine dialed the phone and said only two words: "Do it."
In a moment, sirens sounded.
Late at night, in the dead silence of Philadelphia, the sound of sirens rang out one after another, twice as many as the number of vehicles brought by Feng Jin.
"Hahaha, you are fat sheep. The Philadelphia Police Department is also very interested in you. I have said it before, not to mention you, even if Satan himself comes, he will die here." Seeing nearly a hundred fully armed police officers surrounding Feng Jin and his group, Augustine laughed wildly with a ferocious face.
Dozens of police cars roared in and surrounded Feng Jin and his group. These were almost all forces from the Philadelphia Police Department.