The night was deep, and a crescent moon hung lonely high, surrounded by sparse stars.

On the outskirts of the southern district of Shenhai City, an abandoned garbage recycling warehouse has no lights, and three figures stand side by side outside the rusty broken iron door.

"Lan, why didn't you say the leader had come here yet. A young man in his early twenties, with his golden straw head erected in the night wind, took the last puff of his cigarette, popped out the cigarette butt between his fingers, frowned, and said in English, with a slight apprehension in his voice.

The woman beside him glanced at him, and then her eyes slowly moved, and after looking around the empty and messy field, she said softly: "Don't worry, the hostage is in our hands, no matter how strong that person is, he won't dare to mess around." "Poof. The white young man sneered, and said in a mocking tone: "Lan, you are joking, that person is nothing more than causing us some trouble, you don't know the leader's style, that is, he wants to reduce the variables to zero, don't you think that even the leader is not his opponent, besides, even if his strength is equal to the leader, will the leader not be able to retreat." ”

The leader of their group of ten people is the gold medal killer of the Salter Mercenary Regiment, and he has a great reputation in the global underground world, and his strength can be called terrifying, compared to the members of the three major Huaxia special teams, they are not inferior in any way, and even better in some aspects.

It may be an exaggeration to say that such a character is invincible, but in order to safely evacuate in the battle with the opponent, I am afraid that few people can stop it.

Lan stood quietly, as if she hadn't heard his words, letting the cool breeze blow on her face, the green silk fluttering, the skirt was lightly swinging, like an elf in the night, looking very charming, silent for a long time, and finally said coldly: "In ten more minutes, if the leader is not enough, kill two Chinese women and take the British woman on the road." “

The white young man's eyes flashed with an evil light, licked his lips, and grinned: "That Chinese chick is so smart, it's a pity to kill the monster like this, or I'll go and enjoy it now, it's almost over in ten minutes." “

As soon as the words fell, Lan turned his cold eyes, so that the young man couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly closed his mouth, and at this moment, the black man who had not spoken out made a deep voice: "The leader is here." “

A black shadow flashed from a distance, and it took more than ten seconds to stand in front of the three people, gasping for two breaths in a little hurry, and taking off his top hat to reveal that hard and indifferent face: "What about the three hostages?"

The black man pointed to the warehouse behind him: "Inside, Elke, Tian Sen is watching." “

Leader: "Leave now, plan ahead, and all of them must be evacuated from the deep sea by four o'clock tomorrow afternoon." His eyes fell on Lan: "Leave the three hostages to the Huaxia police, Lan You are broken, remember, you can only retreat when you see the police arrive." “

Hearing this, the faces of the three of them changed slightly, and the white young man said: "Leader, according to the original plan, it is not that our group should retreat from the sea and land the morning after tomorrow. "There can be no surprise to the hostages, the man only gave us one day. The leader stared at him, his emotionless eyes fluctuated slightly, and his hoarse voice was cold: "I warn you, if that person had intended to be our enemy, we would have been wiped out long ago, and the rest of the matter would be handled by Frank's side, Frank has contacted the king, and the king will take care of it himself." ”

Even the "king" was dispatched, and the three of them all had expressions of fusion, and a thick look of horror welled up from their eyes.

The two kings are the supreme rulers of the Salter mercenary group, and unless there is an opponent of the same level, even the biggest task will not participate in the execution, this is the unwritten unspoken rule of the overworld and the underground world, and the implication is that the strength of that person is far above the leader, and even reaches the level of the king.

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At half past eleven o'clock in the evening, Jiang Dahao dialed Bai Jingxuan's phone and learned that the girl was rescued by the police in time and was taking notes at the police station, and he could finally let go of a hanging heart.

If the other party's target is only the white student of "Charles", then he will definitely meet his conditions, and if the other party has further target plans, then Bai Jingxuan and the three of them will face danger.

From the negotiation between countries to the transaction between people, that time was not the psychology of guessing each other, the two sides were in a game, this time, Jiang Dahao won, Bai Jingxuan is now safe is the best proof, as for Charles's fate, it is not something he should care about at all.

Late at night, the entire Shenhai City fell silent, but the conference room of the Public Security Bureau was brightly lit, and the members of the special operations team and the bureau-level leaders of the public security gathered in it, all frowning.

The vicious casualty incident in the multi-purpose building of Shenhai University, so far, a total of three people have died, all of whom are members of the British delegation, and one person is missing, naturally a young man named "Charles", in the chaos of the theater, four students were seriously injured, and now they are all being rescued in the hospital, and eleven teachers and students are also slightly injured.

In Huaxia, once a gun is involved, it is a serious case, and this time, it is obviously the work of a well-organized foreign criminal gang, and the other party also killed three people at the scene, two of whom committed suicide by poisoning after being seriously injured, and the other was killed by a headshot, and no valuable clues were found in these three people.

During the two-hour emergency meeting, the following decisions were made: first, to promptly report to the Kyoto Ministry of Public Security of the evil incident tonight; second, to take a close search for the whereabouts of the gangsters and to search for the missing white student throughout Shenhai City within 48 hours; and third, to cancel the leave of absence of all public security police officers and to be on maximum security for the next two working days and during the eleventh long holiday.

These are all methods of making amends, and they are indeed conventional means, but Niu Tiesheng and several other core members know that I am afraid that the mission carried out by the Salte Mercenary Group this time has been completed, and it will be evacuated from Huaxia in a few days, of course, this kind of confidential matter will not be explicitly stated at the meeting... It's just that what they never expected was that in the distant Great Britain, at this time, they had already received the news that Campbell was shot dead and Charles was innocently missing, and the British royal family and the country's top leaders were shaken and fell into a heavy haze.

The next day, at 10 a.m.

"Knock knock!"

The rapid knock on the door woke up Jiang Dahao, who was still asleep, he rubbed his hazy sleepy eyes, got out of bed full of anger, stepped on a pair of slippers and took a few steps to the door, and as soon as he opened the door, the roar of venting was stuck in his throat.