At the Moulin Rouge, there were three Frenchmen who were drinking and watching a no-top show that was very drunk today, and the waiter who sorted it out found that the money was pressed under the ashtray, but the bottles that had not been finished were missing.

The three drunks were helped out the back door, and as soon as they got out, they were brutally stuffed into a van and trapped with restraint straps.

In the residential areas of the 18th and 10th arrondissements, several apartments were broken into so little that the neighbors next door didn't even notice it. No one even noticed that there was a slight "poof, poof" sound on the other side of the wall, and they didn't know that the next door neighbor's home had been searched and turned upside down, and people had been transported away in oversized flight boxes.

What happened in the 20th arrondissement of Little Paris was largely quiet and did not alarm anyone, including the police. But the location of Valenkyin and Yuri's team was different, and a massacre was staged in the construction site farther north of the city!

It is already north of the small town of Grolai, and there are many woods nearby, which are under development, and a large fire station and a large storage facility are being built on site.

To the west and north are large vineyards and groves, both of which are nearly one kilometre away from the nearest settlement, and to the south are three or four hundred metres from the town of Grolai, with dense woods in between.

A road crosses the north side of the site in an east-west direction, leading west to the town of Montmorency, a kilometre away, and to the east by a large single residential area under construction 100 metres from the site.

When completed, these homes are not cheap and are very popular with the middle class who work in the northern part of Paris, surrounded by greenery.

But the people who built them don't live here, and it's always been difficult for the builders of cities to be the real owners of the city, and it's the same all over the world.

The infrastructure workers in this company are basically North African, and the other low-level construction workers come from, and there are basically few native French people anyway.

One of the characteristics of French construction sites is that there are many illegal workers, especially where such infrastructure projects are the majority, and the lazy, high-welfare French are generally reluctant to work.

If you look at it from the air, the whole construction site is almost a 300 meters by 200 oval, the main building is on the southeast side, and the middle part is still digging the foundation this night, and the excavator rumbles.

There are also many places with lights on, and there are lights outside a row of bungalows on the southwest side that have been built, and two cars and loaders are parked next to them.

Although there is no construction here, it is a bit lively, and there are more than ten or twenty people lined up at the entrance of the square building.

Joseph, Valentin, Yuri, Randy, and Lin Man were all wearing a little dirty overalls in the woods about a hundred meters south of the row of houses, that is, they put on vest-style soft III.A body armor in them, and they also stuffed a bulletproof plate on the front and back of the body armor.

These five men formed a group, and two other groups were on the east side, and they would not move until Joseph's five men had moved.

Randy is a little depressed, holding a mini-14 light rifle that looks like a small toy to him, with a triple scope on it.

Count him unlucky, he is too big and conspicuous to pretend to be a small construction worker to enter, and he will have to cover as an accurate shooter in the back.

The gun in my hand is like a shrunken M14 rifle, with a 30-round magazine for the M16, which looks like a toy, but in fact, this power is not small at all, and it can definitely be compared with the M16 assault rifle.

And the shooting accuracy of this gun is also good, at least Randy uses it to shoot at 200 meters of human target.

The French gendarmerie was armed with a number of these rifles as support weapons, imported in large quantities from the United States in '85, and the "combined forces" also stocked up in the arsenal under Nice.

There are many advantages to keeping the equipment in line with the police, such as the fact that the gendarmes have to finish the work and give the credit and trouble to the French.

The weather was still cold, and the four of them took off their sweaters, wearing only cotton underwear and body armor on the inside, and finally put on overalls to be not bloated.

Lin Man knocked on the bulletproof plate on his chest and whispered to Randy, "Those little ones have at least two AKs, I don't want to get a few shots at close range, you have to watch it."

"Don't worry, the people inside are yours, even if he comes over with a broom, I will definitely make his head bloom. ”

At this time, Joseph said: "Don't talk about it, there is no one on the outside, and there are a few more live mouths on the inside." ”

The other men in the forest nodded, and the four of them walked out of the woods and along a narrow dirt road.

The only thing they were talking about as they walked was Joseph and Valentin in Arabic, while Linman and Yuri were whispering in English with their heads half-bowed to remind them of what they were seeing.

Lin Man and Yuri don't speak Arabic, Joseph and Valentin are fluent, and two excavators roar 150 meters away, and even if anyone notices it, the most they can hear is someone bragging in Arabic, but they can't hear what is being said.

I wandered to the front of the row of houses, and there were more than 10 people in line, just men, because this was an underground brothel.

The two strong men at the door who collected money spoke French who were not very fluent.

There was no need to maintain any order, the grip of the pistol was exposed at the waist of the money, and although these prostitutes were anxious, they obviously knew the rules very well, and the first few in the line still had francs in their hands, and each looked like 150.

Joseph and Valentin walked forward, like the two men who had something to say to the money, and when they came to the front, one of the big men said in Arabic: "Queue up!"

Valentin smiled and said to the man in Arabic: "I hate to go to the queue on Sunday, to queue up for potatoes, to queue for milk, to queue for meat, and to queue for hours to buy meat. ”

The two people who collected the money were a little stunned when they heard it, wondering if the guy in front of them had a problem with his head?

"What a mess, either get in line or get out!"

I was impatient here, and the prostitutes in the queue at the back also heard some opinions, and some people were still shouting: "Where did you come from, do you know the rules! If you don't line up, you want to be beaten!"

It's not just the illegal workers at the fire station and warehouse site who come here to vent, but also Xiao Ah who comes from farther away, because it's cheap and close to the place where he works.

Of course, you can find prostitutes in the city of Paris, but those places are generally more expensive, not to mention the cost of round-trip fares, and they are more worried about being arrested by the police because they are illegal workers.

Men, after a long time, will miss women.

Valentin bared his teeth and said very elegantly: "Since we all like to line up so much, let's all line up to see Allah." ”

By the time he said the last two words, he and Joseph's hand knives had already sliced into the necks of the two bridgets, and behind them he remembered the sound of tearing rags, mixed with brief exclamations and screams: Lynman and Yuri each held a Glock 18 with a muffler in their hands and shot at the prostitutes in line!

Fully automatic, hit horizontally, the shell is like a waterfall.

In just two or three seconds, the fifteen or sixteen people lining up at the door all fell in a pool of blood, and Lin Man and Yuri put on new magazines, and at this time Joseph and Valentin had already walked into the row of houses with guns in hand.

The two guys who were stabbed in their hands would not wake up for a while, and handed them over to Lin Man and Yuri, who had carried out a small massacre.

Yuri took the pistol, which had been reloaded and adjusted to a single-shot shot, and grabbed the debris on the ground one by one.

Yuri wasn't slow either, tying up the two unconscious guys with restraint straps in the blink of an eye.

Only a certain level of the surroundings is maintained.,A hundred meters away there's a Randy staring at it.,Once someone finds an anomaly here...

Headshot!

The heads of the prostitutes and customers exploded, and Lin Man had no mercy.

Prostitution-ji won't die, right?

Joseph, the leader, didn't think so, he went to see this row of houses, and told the guys what he saw, and then a lot of people will die at this construction site today!