It has long been known that the prisons in this country are so overcrowded.

If he could, the warden would even like to 'clean up' some of the prisoners – even if they were halfway there, it would still be overcrowded.

Scum, garbage, moths......

The warden, who was enjoying dinner in his office, was not in a good mood at this time. He was thinking about how he should find a few prisoners to have fun with him and make himself feel better.

After all, in such a boring place, only the fun of the prisoners can make oneself feel a little stimulus—in this place full of stench and noise, death.

Suddenly, two bright lights came through the glass window on his side, and the prison warden's eyes could not be opened, and at the same time, a phone call from the power center of the country also reached it directly.

"The following two prisoners were immediately picked up, and the escort has arrived. ”

The phone quickly hung up, and the warden saw clearly the source of the bright light - a helicopter gunship!

Hair...... What happened? This kind of thing was sent to escort two prisoners? Even though the two prisoners mentioned on the phone were notorious guys.

"Ma, bring me Bucky and Doflamingo right now!!"

Despite this, the warden immediately arranged for his prison guards to extract the two guys from the tightly guarded cabin.

Not only here, but on this hot summer evening, there were two other prisons where the same situation arose.

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Rio Municipal Theatre.

Song Haoran was looking at the screen on his phone - Lluvia was filming the scene through video.

All the guests were supervised at this point, crouching down the stage, making it look crowded. This reminded Song Haoran of the current situation of the country's rather famous prisons.

Because of the reason of leaving the scene to communicate with his father halfway, Song Haoran was 'lucky' to escape this catastrophe, making himself not so passive. At least, outside the gaze of this group of bandits, he has a lot of room to move.

"There's a bomb, be careful, I'll figure it out. ”

After sending a text message to Lluvia, Song Haoran began to think about his next move

。 This place is extremely dangerous, and the bandits have in their hands the force that can fight the police head-on, and the high explosives that can blow up the entire theater...... The key is the presence of explosives.

There was no doubt that he was able to get out of this place safely with his skills - after all, he was not trapped in the recital hall. However, he couldn't just give up his two men and leave alone.

Decades ago, my father crossed the ocean alone to come to this continent to work hard, and laid the foundation he has today, relying only on a pair of blood-stained hands and friendship.

Affection is worth a thousand gold.

He has always been educated like this...... Teach him that if you want to make your people die with their lives, then please fellowship with them with their lives.

All entrances to the recital hall are handled, whether inside or outside the door, once there is any trouble, I am afraid that waiting for me is more than a plurality of guns.

"It's a little tricky. Song Haoran frowned.

Through Lluvia's video, he naturally saw the occasional bullet from the stands of the VIP private room. It wasn't aimed at a single person present, it was like doing it casually. But it was precisely because of such actions that Song Haoran felt the cruelty of this group of bandits.

Truly regard human life as a mustard.

As for the outside of the theater, it can be seen through the window that it has been surrounded by a large number of police cars and assault vehicles, and the police riot squad has been on standby early and has tightly sealed off the four sides of the theater.

A little further afield, the road has been completely blocked...... The sound of car horns resembling the city's discontent at night.

"It looks like it's negotiating...... I just don't know what the conditions are. Song Haoran glanced at it quickly, and then left silently, he planned to sneak into the back of the stage to see if he could blend in.

It would be nice to be able to find the place where the bomb was planted.

Taking a deep breath, Song Haoran suddenly pressed his palm on his chest at this time...... His hand, through his clothes, seemed to be grasping something.

It was a small, round, sun-shaped ancient plaque engraved with ancient words, something he had found on his expedition — from a hidden temple in the middle of the Amazon jungle.

He had told the story of the jungle expedition with the friend of China who had only known him for an hour or two in the Spanish restaurant, and told the young man about the encounter with the dreaded python, but he had not told anyone that he had been given such an ancient medallion on that expedition - or it would be more appropriate to make it a badge.

Coat of arms of the sun god...... Since he didn't know the origin of this thing, Song Haoran had already named this thing.

The palm of his hand only held the emblem of the sun god that he was wearing closely, and Song Haoran closed his eyes tightly at this time. At this time, his mind seemed to be detached from his body, and a feeling of lightness made his soul seem to become happy, but his body was like a heavy shackle, which made him feel a sense of restraint at the same time.

The detached mind, now spreading, like ripples, to the edges of the theater.

And in his mind, this huge theater also began to be rebuilt. So he 'saw' everything in the theater...... Naturally, there are guys hiding in the shadows, and there's something terrifying enough to blow up the place.

Suddenly, Song Haoran opened his eyes again, his forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat, and at the same time he felt the fatigue from his body.

This emblem of the sun god gives him this all-round perception ability, but at the same time, every time he uses it, it will greatly consume his physical strength and spirit, and Song Haoran does not dare to use it more.

"There were seven positions for the bombs. Song Haoran recalled the location of the things he 'saw', "There are twenty-three bandits, and the leader is Roger......

Ordinary people may have forgotten about Roger, or they don't know about it at all. However, for Song Haoran, who is mixed in the dark side of this land, it is naturally clear.

In the archives of 'Iris', there is a special directory of dangerous people in South America - and this Roger is one of them.

Son of the former head of the Imperial Capital Command...... And the 'Imperial Capital Command' can be said to be the most powerful gang in this country.

"A president of the Senate, guests from many countries, and many people in the upper echelons of society are almost enough to use as bargaining chips to negotiate with the country. ”

Song Haoran took off the jacket of the suit, and at the same time folded the sleeves of the suit, then moved his neck, revealing a charming smile.

He loves adventure...... This was a great adventure.

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"Bucky, Doflamingo, Moria, and Klockdahl!" the Senate elder looked at the madman in front of him with a solemn expression.

He had already remembered who Roger really was...... The son of the gang leader who once named himself in such a brazen way as 'Headquarters'!

"The people you want have been taken from the place where you were imprisoned. The Senate elder said quickly at this time: "But you also know that it takes time to send these people from different places, and there are only less than thirty minutes left, and they can't be sent here at all!"

"A minute late, I'll kill one. Roger didn't care and said, "There are a lot of people down there, aren't they? Even if you are two or three hours late, it's more than enough." ”

Crazy!

The anger in the eyes of the Senate elders grew stronger and stronger, but they could not resist...... He even looked with some weakness at a small object that had been thrown on the table by Roger.

To be precise, it's a remote control with just a red button...... However, it is such a simple thing that controls the lives of all the hostages on the scene.

High explosives enough to blow up an entire theater...... Thinking that there was such a terrifying thing buried under his feet, the Senate elders could not calm down.

As for the 'greedy fat pig', he was even more unbearable, sweating like rain and trembling all over.

However, listening to Roger's threatening words, the Senate Elder had to make another quick call.

After a short time, the old man hurriedly said: "Moria can reach it as soon as possible, after all, the prison where he is being held is the closest from here!" Roger, please don't completely anger the government, you should know that we will extract people as soon as possible, which is enough to show our sincerity." ”

"Hmm...... Very good. Roger nodded, "I haven't seen Moriah in a long time. ”

Roger smiled, and the Senate elders breathed a sigh of relief...... At least this guy won't do anything too drastic, right?

Bang ——!

"But ah, I'm still bored. ”

The shot hit the cheek of an orchestra on the stage below, from the left cheek directly through the right cheek......

After this shot, the senator had no time to imagine what was going to happen, he just looked at the demonic smile on the man's face in horror.

"Don't keep me waiting too long. ”

"Quick!!No matter what method is used for me, I will see these four guys appear at the theater gate in half an hour!!"

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There were twenty-three bandits in all, and they were extremely vicious.

These people, left unchecked, can wreak havoc. But even so, it is not easy for twenty-three people to completely control the entire theater.

Destruction is not the same as guarding after all.

The hostages in the recital hall lobby were fine. However, those who had already entered the VIP room may have slipped through the net, or some people may have taken advantage of the chaos to hide.

Two of Roger's men were searching for the fish that had slipped through the net.

There may be a lot of staff in the theater, just outside the recital hall, but it is enough to keep all the hostages in this recital hall under full control. After all, no matter how good the theater staff is, they are not as good as the members of an ordinary foreign exchange group.

Thanks to this kind of theater structure, the rioters only need to guard a few entrances and exits, enough to suppress the scene, and then assign people to search one by one.

"Hey, speaking of which, it's really a lot of recent homicides, which have attracted most of the police force and relaxed the supervision of us, otherwise we wouldn't have blended into the UPP team so easily. ”

With P-90 on his chest, one of the bandits appeared to be quite relaxed at this time, walking down the corridor on the upper floor of the theater, opening a VIP room with his companions and watching.

I've searched once before, and now it's time to fill in the gaps.

Roger is a complete lunatic, but at the same time he's a cautious guy. He wouldn't be too many more searches like this - before his goal was achieved.

Occasionally, gunshots rang out, and the two men knew it was their leader making amusement, so they just smiled at each other and continued their search.

At this time, on the ceiling of the corridor that the two had just passed, a figure quietly fell to the ground.

It was Song Haoran, who had successfully infiltrated here and heard the movements of the two bandits, so he grabbed the ceiling and waited for the two to pass by.

When a person lands on the ground, he will inevitably make a sound, and no matter how slight it is, it is also a sound. Hearing the movement, the two gangsters instantly turned around and pressed their hands on the P-90 and pointed out with lightning speed.

However, the figures in front of him were too fast, and in just an instant, one of them had already fallen, and he couldn't even tell how the other party was attacking.

The other bandit was also knocked down to the ground at the same time, and he didn't even have time to shoot - the joints of his body were in abnormal pain at this time, and his body was entangled like an octopus by Song Haoran.

Brazilian jiu-jitsu.

Murder, Song Haoran is no stranger, many years ago, his father let him go into the jungle alone when he was only a teenager and fight with ferocious beasts. From the age of sixteen, he followed his father through the war-torn lands of chaotic South America.

Beneath the appearance of the noble son, there is a bloody pulse.

Song Haoran opened his hands at this time, and there were two bandits in front of him, one of whom had his neck broken, and the other who was knocked unconscious.

Without any hesitation, Song Haoran took out a black saber from the unconscious bandit and directly cut the other party's throat......

"There are twenty-one more. ”

What Song Haoran didn't notice was that when the two bandits, especially the one whose throat was cut, died, the 'Sun God Badge' he was wearing lit up slightly.

Just as Song Haoran was about to dispose of the two corpses properly, a strange noise alarmed him.

In fact, activating the 'Emblem of the Sun God' would make his perception soar wildly, but on weekdays, his senses have become more and more acute, and it seems that as the days get longer, the improvement of his senses will continue.

For example, his hearing at the moment is far more than that of ordinary people.

The source of the sound came from another box on one side. Song Haoran looked indifferent and walked slowly towards the box.

He had already heard movement...... It was the sound of footsteps.

There was indeed someone hiding in the room, and hearing footsteps, he could be sure that the other party was very frightened at this time, and kept retreating.

Perhaps, still looking around, looking for a place to hide?

In front of the door, Song Haoran stopped, suddenly showed a smile, and said calmly: "Don't be nervous, I am the person sent by the government to rescue you." ”

...... It's weird.

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PS1: Don't spit on the names of those prisoners, and don't laugh. Because you say that foreigners' names are difficult to remember, so in order to make it easier for major book friends, especially about memory, I used local materials, definitely not because I was too lazy to come up with a name (dead face).

PS2: Again, don't laugh, above.