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Chapter 5 This is just the beginning

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

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

"Haha, that's right."

The two gang members who were on guard patrol stood chatting together, unguarded.

It's normal. Didn't you see the police come here to patronize their business?The officials are all their own people secretly, so what is there to be vigilant about?
It's impossible for them to capture the daughter or wife of a big shot or secret agent like in a movie novel and then come to revenge... The possibility is too low.

What they don't know is that what happens in reality is far more absurd than the coincidence and absurdity in movie novels.

Reality needs no logic.

"Pfft!"

The cold feeling sank into his heart along with the tingling pain, and he pulled it out before he could react. He felt the heat flow in the back of his heart, and then the edge, still carrying the moist liquid, stuck to his throat and slid gently.

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

The same thing happened to another man.

Brian and Anxi glanced at each other. Following Anxi's gesture, the two continued to move towards the next two targets.

The level of defense here is useless to them.

As Anxi said, of the 23 people, about [-] of them could be killed silently without being discovered. The remaining few were not because of their high vigilance, but because they were either in the same room. in, or in front of many people.

It's not difficult to kill, if you don't make any movement, and if you don't get noticed, the difficulty will be raised by more than one level, and it's not necessary, you just need to do it at the end.

And according to common sense, the one who rests in the room is generally the leader, and the value of interrogation is also high.

"How much did you get in total today?"

Lawson is a big leader in the gang, responsible for the management of the important area of ​​the "construction site". At this moment, he is sitting in another aluminum plate house, looking at the long queue in front of the long aluminum plate house outside the window. It's their money.

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

He cut open the cigar slowly and asked the subordinates beside him.

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

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

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

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

Lawson sneered: "It's nothing more than greed and money, these greedy vampires, sanctimonious hypocrites!

Don't worry about them, what should be caught, especially the better ones, the ones that can sell for more money are the best! "

On the spur of the moment, he distanced himself from his younger brother with the cigar in his hand: "Do you know how much this cigar costs in Euros?"

"No." The younger brother shook his head.

"You just need to know that one of these cigars is all the value an inferior can create."

Lawson shook his head: "A low-grade cigar is worth a hundred. If it's a high-quality cigar...then it's no longer the value that this kind of cigar can measure! At least one hundred thousand euros, and countless opportunities! "

"Opportunity?" the younger brother asked.

"This is not something you need to know, you just need to understand that we need goods, a lot of goods, and goods of the highest quality!"

Lawson seemed to realize that he had said something that shouldn't be said, and his expression was straight.

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

a voice asked.

"Huh?" Lawson was taken aback, and looked in the direction of the voice.

A man who made people's eyes bright stood at the door. Even though he was also a man, Lawson couldn't help but use the word "eyes bright" to describe him.

When the face value reaches a certain level, the aesthetics of human beings will be unified. The man who just spoke in front of him is a typical example. The sunny smile on his face can make people let go of their vigilance.

It's a pity that Lawson noticed the gun in his hand, the black muzzle was facing him, and the other hand was a camera with a flashing work light.

"Who are you?!"

Lawson subconsciously threw away his cigar and wanted to draw his gun, as did the younger brother beside him, but after two quick gunshots, they all fell to the ground, clutching their hands and wailing in pain.

"Ansi."

Anxi fired a few more shots, hitting the two legs and the other hand of the two men. He kicked the guns off the ground lightly and looked towards the long aluminum house.

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

The gunshots made everyone over there alert. Two disheveled French policemen walked out quickly, questioned the man who charged at the door, and then came over here with guns.

However, within two steps, there was a gunshot behind them. When they turned their heads, they only saw the chaotic fleeing crowd, the toll man who fell down in the crowd, and Brian who pointed the gun at them coldly. The left hand is holding an unconscious girl in a blue denim jacket.

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

"As expected of France." Anxi, who dragged Lawson and the younger brother out, sighed with emotion.

Bryan kills two cops with two bursts.

"Looks like I didn't find it." Anxi walked over and said.

"No...just clothes. On her, she may know some useful information."

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

"The bad news is that it looks like they'll only be able to live a little longer."

Anxi kicked Lawson, who was so painful that he couldn't help struggling and passed out. "The good news is that they will live a life worse than death."

"We need to leave as soon as possible."

Brian was still full of vigilance, and the clients had almost run away in a short period of time, but he didn't know if there would be people from the human trafficking gang mixed in here.

Anxi was not in a hurry. If he could see the entry of the person, he would have scanned it a long time ago, otherwise he would not be so relaxed.

"Wait until I finish this."

Anxi took out his mobile phone from a dead body and made a call.

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

"Of course it's calling the police!"

An Xi took it for granted: "How can we not call the police for such an abominable mass murder?"

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

Didn't the two of us kill people together?
What did the murderer want to do by calling the police? Turn himself in?

"Shh, the call is through..."

Anxi made a gesture to Brian not to speak, and then adjusted immediately, his expression and tone were filled with panic and fear, "Come here quickly! There are people killing people here, a lot of people! Two policemen were also killed!"

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

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

"Hello, is this Le Monde..."

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

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

In order to prevent them from thinking it was a prank, Anxi also fired a shot or two every time he made a phone call, accompanied by screaming, which was very realistic.

"...Is this what you're going to do?"

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

He can almost imagine the situation when the police meet with a bunch of newspaper and TV reporters... If they want to cover up, the people behind this gang will probably have to pay a very high price!
And the women here can also get the most appropriate treatment and help...

Anxi is really a good boy!
"No no no, how is it possible?"

Anxi shook his head again and again.

How could such fun satisfy him?

"This is just the beginning."

　I'm probably sick, I got a code word disease, and I saved three chapters of the manuscript today

　　
　
(End of this chapter)