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Chapter 5 This is just the beginning

"It seems like a few more have died recently."

"Wouldn't it be nice to catch a few more next time? I'm tired of the ones I have now."

"Haha, that's right."

Two gang members on patrol stood together chatting without warning.

It's normal. Haven't you seen the police coming to their place to patronize their business? The official secretly is their own people, so what should they be wary of?

It is impossible for them to capture the daughter or wife of some big shot or agent like in the movies and novels and then come to take revenge... The possibility is too low.

What they don't know is that what happens in reality is far more ridiculous than the coincidences in movies and novels.

Reality does not require logic.

"Poof!"

A cold feeling accompanied by stinging pain penetrated into his heart. Before he could react, he pulled it out. He felt heat flow in the back of his heart, and then the sharp edge, which was still filled with warm liquid, was pressed against his throat and slid gently.

So he could only make a little "Gulu" sound, quickly lost strength, his eyesight turned black, he lost his voice, and was gently put down to the ground.

The same situation happened to another man.

Brian and Anxi looked at each other, and following Anxi's gesture, the two of them continued towards the next two targets.

The level of defense here is useless to them.

As Anxi said, of the twenty-three people, about twenty were able to kill them silently without being discovered. The remaining few were not because of their high vigilance, but because they were either

In a room or in front of many people.

It's not difficult to kill him. He doesn't make any noise and goes unnoticed. The difficulty is raised by more than one level. It's not necessary. You just need to do it at the end.

Moreover, according to common sense, those who rest in the room are usually leaders, and the interrogation value is also high.

"How many goods did you get in total today?"

Lawson is a big leader in the gang and is responsible for the management of the important area of ​​​​the "construction site". At this time, he was sitting in another aluminum plate house, looking out the window at the long queue in front of the long aluminum plate house. The key point

It's the money in their hands.

He was very happy to think that part of it would fall into his pocket.

He slowly cut open the cigar and asked the men next to him.

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

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

"The police told us to restrain ourselves recently..." the subordinate said with some anxiety.

"Restraint? Why didn't they restrain themselves when they took the money?"

Lawson sneered: "They are just greedy and want money again, these greedy vampires and sanctimonious hypocrites!

Don't worry about them, just catch what you need, especially the better ones, the ones that can be sold for more money are the best!"

Speaking on a whim, he approached his younger brother about the cigar in his hand: "Do you know how much this cigar costs in euros?"

"No." The younger brother shook his head.

"All you need to know is that a cigar like this is all the value an inferior product can create."

Lawson shook his head: "A second-class product is just one hundred cigarettes. If it is a high-quality product... it is no longer a measurable value for this kind of cigar! It must cost at least one hundred thousand euros, and countless opportunities!

"

"Opportunity?" asked the younger brother.

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

Lawson seemed to realize that he said something he shouldn't have said, and his expression became serious.

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

a voice asked.

"Huh?" Lawson was stunned and looked in the direction of the sound.

An eye-catching man stood at the door. Even though he was a man, Lawson couldn't help but use the word "eye-catching" to describe him.

When good looks reach a certain level, human aesthetics will be unified. The man who just spoke in front of you is a typical example. The sunny smile on his face can make people put down their guard.

It was a pity that Lawson noticed the gun in his hand. The black muzzle was pointed at him, and in the other hand was a camera with a working light flashing.

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"Who are you?!"

Lawson subconsciously threw away his cigar and wanted to take out a gun, as did the younger brother on the side. However, after two rapid gunshots, they all fell to the ground, covering their hands and wailing in pain.

"Anxi."

Anxi fired a few more shots, hitting both of their legs and another hand. He lightly kicked away the guns they had dropped on the ground and looked toward the long aluminum house.

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

The sound of gunshots alerted everyone over there. Two disheveled French policemen walked out quickly, questioned the man charging the fee at the door, and then came over here with guns drawn.

However, before they had taken two steps, a gunshot rang out behind them. When they turned around, they only saw the crowd of people fleeing in disorder, the fallen toll-paying man in the crowd, and Brian who was coldly pointing a gun at them.

, his left hand is holding an unconscious girl wearing blue jeans.

The two French policemen decisively threw away their guns and raised their hands.

"As expected of France." Anxi sighed as he dragged Lawson and the little brother out.

Bryan killed two policemen with two bursts of fire.

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

"No...just clothes. She might know some useful information on her."

Brian's expression was cold. Even though he had expected it, he still had hope in his heart, but this hope had now been shattered... The anger in his heart made him unable to help but shoot to vent his anger.

"The bad news is, it looks like we can only keep them alive a little longer."

Anxi kicked Lawson on the ground, who was in so much pain that he could no longer struggle and fainted. "The good news is, they will only live worse than death."

"We need to leave as soon as possible."

Brian was still on guard. In a short period of time, most of the clients had fled, but he didn't know if there might be people from the human trafficking gang mixed in here.

Anxi was not in a hurry. If he could see the character entry, he would have scanned it already, otherwise he would not be so relaxed.

"Wait until I finish this."

Anxi took out a mobile phone from a corpse and made a call.

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

"Of course call the police!"

Anxi said matter-of-factly: "How could we not call the police for such a heinous mass murder?"

"...What?" Brian was confused and even began to doubt what he had just done.

Didn't the two of us work together to kill him?

What did the murderer want to do when he called the police and surrender?

"Shh, the phone call went through..."

Anxi made a silent gesture to Brian, then immediately adjusted his expression and tone, his expression and tone were suddenly filled with panic and fear, "Come here quickly! There are people killing people here, many people! Two policemen were also killed!"

No matter what the other party said, Anxi hung up the phone after saying the address, her face instantly became calm, and then she started to make another call.

"Hey, is this Le Figaro? [Address] There is a mass murder here! You will definitely regret it if you don't come!"

"Hey, is this Le Monde..."

Using this template, Anxi contacted the top five newspapers and television stations in France.

In this era when the Internet was not very developed, newspapers and TV stations were obviously the most widely spread channels, and contact information was also quite easy to obtain. Anxi just found a newsstand and collected all of them.

In order to prevent them from thinking it was a prank, Anxi also fired one or two shots for every phone call, accompanied by screams, which was particularly realistic.

"...Is this what you want to do?"

Brian was stunned, not only because of Anxi's acting skills, but also because of the consequences of Anxi's actions.

He could almost imagine the situation when the police met with a bunch of newspaper and television reporters... If they wanted to cover the lid, the people behind the gang would probably have to pay a heavy price!

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

Anxi is indeed a good boy!

"No, no, no, how is that possible?"

Anxi shook his head repeatedly.

How could such fun satisfy him?

"This is just the beginning."


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