"It seems like a few more died recently."

"Will you catch a few more next time? I'm tired of playing with those now."

"Haha, that's right."

Two gang members who were responsible for patroling stood together and chatted without warning.

It's normal. Didn't you see the police coming to them to visit their business? The officials secretly have their own people, so what can I be warned of?

It is impossible to have a big figure or agent's daughter or wife caught by them and then come to take revenge on the door... The possibility is too low.

What they don't know is that what happens in reality is much more absurd than coincidences in movie novels.

Reality does not require logic.

"Puchi!"

The cold feeling was sank into his heart with the stinging pain. Before he could react, he pulled it out. Later, he felt the heat flow in his heart, and then he still touched the blade of warm liquid to his throat and slid gently.

So he could only make a little "guzzle" sound, quickly losing his strength, his eyes turned black, his voice lost, and he was gently put on the ground.

The same situation also occurred to another man.

Blaine and Anxi looked at each other, and with Anxi's gesture, the two continued to go down two targets.

The level of defense here is useless for them.

As Anxi said, about twenty-three people, about twenty, can be killed without being discovered. The remaining few are not because they are highly vigilant, but because they are either in the same room or in front of many people.

It is not difficult to kill, without any movement or being noticed, the difficulty will be increased by more than one level, and there is no need to just put it in the end.

Moreover, according to common sense, the person who is resting in the house is generally the leader, and the interrogation value is also high.

"How many goods were obtained today?"

Lawson is a big leader in the gang, responsible for the management of the important area of ​​the "construction site". At this time, he was sitting in another aluminum slab house, looking at the long queue in front of the long aluminum slab house outside the window, with the focus on the money in their hands.

He was very happy to think that some of them were about to fall into his pocket.

He slowly cut open the cigar and asked to his subordinates.

"Three, inferior goods." His subordinate answered him.

"What? Only three? Or inferior?" Lawson frowned.

"The policeman said that we should calm down a little soon..." his subordinate said with some trepidation.

"Constrained? Why don't they restrain themselves when they get the money!"

Lawson sneered: "It's just that you're insatiable and want money again, these greedy vampires and hypocritical hypocrites!"

Don’t worry about their side, catch what you should, especially picking better goods, which is the best one to sell more money!”

On a whim, he even distanced his younger brother from the cigar in his hand: "Do you know how much euro this cigar?"

"No." The younger brother shook his head.

"You just need to know that a cigar like this is all the value that a poor product can create."

Lawson shook his head: "A inferior product is one hundred pieces. If it is a high-quality product... it is no longer a value that such cigars can measure! At least it will cost hundreds of thousands of euros, and countless opportunities!"

"Opportunity?" asked.

"This is not something you need to know, you just need to understand that we need goods, large quantities, high-quality goods!"

Lawson seemed to realize what he said and said unspeakable.

"I have a question, how much can a person like me sell for?"

A voice asked.

"Hmm?" Lawson was stunned and looked in the direction where the sound came.

A man who was illuminating in front of the eyes stood at the door. Even though he was both a man, Lawson couldn't help but use the word "hit in front of him".

When the appearance is high to a certain extent, human aesthetics will be unified. The man in front of me who just spoke is a classic example. The sunny smile on my face can make people feel alert.

Unfortunately, Lawson noticed the gun in his hand, with the black muzzle facing him, and the other hand was a camera flashing with work lights.

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"Who are you?!"

Lawson subconsciously threw away the cigar and tried to pull out the gun. The same was true for the younger brother beside him. However, after two quick gunshots, they all fell to the ground, covering their hands and wailing in pain.

"Anxi."

Anxi shot several times in a row, hitting the two of them on their respective legs and another hand, and gently kicked the gun that fell to the ground away, looking at the long aluminum slab house.

"A fun guy who wants to find some fun."

The gunshots alerted everyone there. The two untidy French policemen walked out quickly, questioned the man who was charged at the door and then came here with a gun.

However, before taking two steps, a gunshot was heard behind them. When they turned around, they saw only the crowds of people scattered and fleeing, the men who fell down in the crowd, and the Bulain who was coldly aiming their guns at them, holding a girl in a blue denim jacket in her left hand.

Two French policemen decisively threw away their guns and raised their hands.

"It's worthy of being France." Anxi, who dragged Lawson and the younger brother out, sighed.

Boolean shot two shots and killed two policemen.

"It seems that I didn't find it." Anxi walked over and said.

"No...only clothes, she might know some useful information on her."

Blaine looked cold. Even though he had expected it, there was still hope in his heart. However, this hope has now been shattered... The anger in his heart made him unable to help but shoot and vent his anger.

"The bad news is that it seems that they can only live longer."

Anxi kicked Lawson, who was already in pain and was unable to struggle and fainted, "The good news is that they will only live worse than death."

“We need to leave as soon as possible.”

Bourie was still full of vigilance. In a short period of time, the clients had already run away, but he didn't know if there would be people from this human trafficker gang mixed in.

Anxi was not in a hurry. He had scanned the characters and entries that could see the characters, otherwise he would not have been so relaxed.

"Wait until I finish this."

Anxi took out his cell phone from a corpse and made a call.

"What are you going to do?" asked Bourne.

"Of course, call the police!"

Anxi looked at it for granted: "How can we not call the police for such a bad mass murder?"

"…what?" Blaine was confused and even began to doubt what he had just done.

Didn’t we kill him together?

What did the murderer do to call the police on his own initiative and surrender?

"Shhh, the phone is on..."

Anxi made a gesture of not speaking to Blaine, and then immediately adjusted, his expression and tone were filled with panic, "Come here! There are people killing people here, many people! There are also two policemen who were killed!"

Regardless of what the other party said, Anxi hung up the phone after he finished speaking the address, his face calmed down instantly, and then he started calling another one again.

"Hey, is it Le Figaro? [Address] There is a large-scale murder here! If you don't come, you will definitely regret it!"

"Hey, is it Le Monde in France..."

Using this template, Anci connects the top five French newspapers and TV stations.

In this era when the Internet was not too developed, newspapers and TV stations were obviously the most disseminated channels, and the contact information was quite easy to obtain. Anxi just found a newspaper booth and collected it.

In order to prevent them from thinking it was a prank, Anxi also shot a shot or two every time he made a phone call, and it was particularly realistic.

“…this is what you are going to do?”

Boolean was stunned, not only because of Anxi's performance skills, but also the consequences of Anxi's doing so.

He could almost imagine what happened when the police met with a bunch of newspaper and television reporters... If you want to cover the lid, the people behind this gang would probably have to pay a lot of money!

And the women here can also get the most proper treatment and help...

Anxi is indeed a good boy!

"No, no, how is that possible?"

Anxi shook his head repeatedly.

How could such fun satisfy him?

“This is just the beginning.”
Chapter completed!