Yang Mucheng sat in the car and drove all the way towards the tribe of the Booker family, and before he knew it, it was afternoon time. Pen~fun~Ge www.biquge.info mobile phone rang, and someone was sending him a WeChat message.

"Progress!"

WeChat was sent by Lin Gun, with only two words.

"I've checked, it wasn't the Deb family supported by the Senkur Group who did it, but it may have been done by the Booker family of our Celestial Dynasty Longding Group. Right now, I'm on my way to the Booker family. Where have you been? ”

Yang Mucheng quickly replied.

"Dar Lei! I'll go to the Booker family! ”

Although Lin Gun's answer was extremely simple, Yang Mucheng knew that it was already very rare. This is because he cares about Tian Yuxuan's safety, and the object of conversation is Yang Mucheng, so he deliberately wrote a few more words.

"Aren't you in YN? How could it be so fast? Could it be that you weren't in YN yesterday? ”

Yang Mucheng frowned and replied quickly.

"Not there."

Lin Gun's reply was simple and straightforward.

"And where are you? It's more than ten hours away, are you in Europe? ”

Yang Mucheng continued to question Lin Gun, wanting to know his every move. After all, the lethality of this stuffy oil gun is okay, but his temper is too upright and hot, and he is afraid that the forest gun will be used.

"Secret."

Lin Gun's straight answer made Yang Mucheng speechless for a while.

"Can't even say it?"

Yang Mucheng looked at WeChat and shook his head.

"I can't."

Lin Gun's reply made Yang Mucheng's already somewhat annoying mind even more blocked.

However, after a long sigh, Yang Mucheng finally didn't say anything, put his phone on silent mode, looked at the road ahead, and thought about how to approach the Booker family and rescue Tian Yuxuan.

Because I went to the Deb family once, these titles sound very imposing, but in fact they are just a manifestation of external strength and internal strength.

After all, this place is too poor, and those gangs and families are just small primitive tribes that have been supported by external forces and formed small forces. and Hong Kong's gangsters and the real mafia, not at the same level at all.

"It's getting dark, you pretend to be a passing vehicle and pass by the Booker family, and I'll sneak in alone."

When he saw a tribe in the distance, Yang Mucheng spoke to Rosa and Bugan in the back seat of the car.

"Yes!"

Rosa and Bugan glanced at each other, and finally the gentleman was quietly obedient. The reason is very simple, the two of them know that they can only drive for Yang Mucheng, and if they insist on entering the tribe together, they will only cause trouble for Yang Mucheng.

When the car was only a few dozen meters away from the Booker family, Yang Mucheng quietly drove and jumped. By this time it was already dusk, and the guards who stood guard in front of the thatched huts were a little lax, some were smoking, some were humming unknown African tunes, and some were going into the tribe to eat.

Yang Mucheng tried his best to take advantage of all the earth, rocks, sand and grass that could barely be blocked on the wasteland, quickly undulating and jumping, avoiding the eyes of the guards, and quietly touched the side of a thatched house, looked left and right, and after confirming that no one was paying attention, his body jumped lightly and landed on the thatched roof of the cone.

Although he jumped up and down in the air, his movements were so light that even one of the most sensitive* cats sleeping on the roof would not be awakened.

Shielded by the roof of the cone-shaped thatched house, Yang Mucheng quietly looked at the terrain in the courtyard and found that the construction and setting of the Booker family's house were almost no different from that of the Deb family. It's even more shabby.

After all, they used to be very poor natives, and it was only in the past few years that they received help and support from outside forces, and the problem of food and clothing had just been solved. For those chiefs, being able to live in a reinforced concrete house and sit on a leather sofa is already a great pleasure, and it is far from this awareness to renovate the courtyard and more decorations.

However, the Booker family is more powerful than the Deb family in some places, because the courtyard is full of two rows of black men with guns on their backs. The defense is far tighter than that of the Deb family. Moreover, although a few guards at the gate were careless, the guards in the courtyard seemed to be on guard against something.

"That damn Oriental Yankee, it's just that he came with a woman, and he actually asked us to stand guard so hard every day. fuck！ ”

Beneath him, there was the sound of a dilapidated wooden door opening, followed by a rude shouting from a black man.

"Barrow, don't always complain. Didn't Chief Alam say that as long as we help this Oriental survive these few days, each of us can get a small case of marijuana and red wine, and we can also go to the city for a vacation and find women to our heart's content. Think about the good days that are coming soon, be happy, and don't always complain. ”

Another voice came, but it was comforting the guy named Barrow.

"If I really want to find a woman, I'll that little Oriental girl! Look at her thin skin and tender flesh, and her voice is like a bird's call, although I can't understand it, I always find it attractive. It must be a pleasure to hold her under you. ”

Barrow was wanton and wild and laughed.

"Come on. That oriental guy didn't dare to move a finger to that girl, how could it be your turn to taste this delicate flower, and die of this heart. I think you're going to the boathouse by the river to find a fat girl like Anadot. ”

Another voice laughed and splashed Barrow's cold water.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Yang Mucheng's eyes narrowed slightly. Through their conversation, he could basically be sure that Tian Yuxuan was kidnapped here, and he could also be sure that she had not been hurt too much. However, hearing the blasphemous sweethearts of the two old full of swearing, Yang Mucheng finally had a cloud of anger in his heart.

However, Yang Mucheng knew that this was definitely not the time to care about these. It wouldn't be nice if there were other accidents while it was time to settle the two of them.

Yang Mucheng looked left and right, and when he made sure that no one noticed the roof, his body jumped lightly, as fast as a tanuki cat, shuttling between several thatched houses. Like the ancient nocturnal knights, Yang Mucheng soon arrived not far from the small cement building in the middle.

However, the house was full of heavily guarded black men with guns on their backs, from the door to the inside, and it was very difficult to get into the house through the eyes of these people.

"Mr. Wang, this mission has been completed, and we hope to get greater support from you. Of course, we will also give more in return. ”

Just as Yang Mucheng was still thinking about how to get in, a somewhat stiff Celestial Empire came from the door of the cement building. When I looked quietly, it was actually a black man who walked out of the building accompanied an Oriental man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a suit.

"There is certainly no problem supporting you. However, you have not been able to handle the mineral development rights we want, which makes our boss very unhappy. Our boss is a very kind person to his friends, especially those who can help our boss make money, and our boss is usually very generous. However, your exhibition is too slow, which makes our boss very unhappy. Even, he's thinking about divesting from your family. ”

The eyed man known as Mr. Wang spoke with his hands behind his back.

Looking at his conversation, expression and momentum, Yang Mucheng guessed that he should be a civilian secretary. However, because the backstage boss is strong enough, even in the face of the old, he is also condescending.

"Mr. Wang, please be considerate. Our Booker family is far from being the most powerful family in the Dallei area, and even barely ranked. If Boss Fu is willing to increase our support and let us have enough money and strength to deal with other families, including bribing those corrupt officials, we will definitely be able to get the development rights as soon as possible. ”

The old sighed and spoke, clearly showing that he cared very much about the financial support of the person known as Boss Fu.

"Chief Alam, don't be insatiable. Do you think that if we don't send someone here, we don't know your every move? The money given by our boss has long exceeded the amount you pay to buy officials, and as for weapons and equipment, our boss has sent you a whole car directly from those mafias in Europe. It's clear that you deliberately want to blackmail us with this, but instead cry in front of me every day and pretend to be stupid. This attitude of yours will disappoint me very much. Moreover, it will chill our boss. ”

Mr. Wang sneered and unbunked Chief Aram's trick.

"I'll just say it bluntly, if we Booker family want to become the number one gang here, of course we have to accumulate strength. Although you have given some money and weapons, once the fight starts, we are gambling with our lives, and for the future and security of our family, I must get greater benefits. ”

Alam pondered for a moment, and simply picked up the topic. As the chief of the tribe, he naturally has to think about the safety and future of the children in the tribe.

"Mr. Fu understands your thoughts very well, and he doesn't mind you working for the benefit of the tribe at all. However, you'd better not touch Mr. Fu's bottom limit! You are only holding some humble local products, but you can exchange our real money and all kinds of weapons and luxury goods for the support. The prosperity of your tribe is supported by us, I hope you don't make mistakes! ”

Mr. Wang spoke coldly.

"An obscure souvenir?"

Alam snorted disdainfully and said, "Mr. Wang, the profits created by those minerals are many times more than what you give us, I guess even you can't estimate it." It's a bit too much for you to take cheap purses and coats in exchange for our resources, but you also want to give us alms, right? ”

"Those stones are in your hands, and you cannot eat or drink, even if they are put in the market, you will not be able to exchange them for greens, but in our hands you will get everything you want. Food, clothing, weapons. Chief Aram, I know that other people have been talking to you about cooperation recently, do you think that with Mr. Fu's strength and temper, other people will interfere in the air? Going back on his word, violating the agreement, and stabbing him in the back are all things that Mr. Fu hates to see. If there is a day, not only will those who seek you suffer, but I am afraid that your tribe will not only be without support. ”

Mr. Wang once again coldly pressured Alam.

Alam's footsteps paused slightly, and he was very secretive about connecting with others, but he didn't expect to be discovered by the people of the Longding Group. Looking at Mr. Wang, who still had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, his heart felt an inexplicable chill. These Orientals really can't be offended.

"Mr. Wang, you help me tell Mr. Fu that I, Alam and the entire Booker family, will always be his loyal friends. I can do anything as long as he needs it. ”

Chief Alam made a serious promise.

"Good."

Mr. Wang saw Alam bow his head, the corners of his mouth rose, and a trace of pride floated, and said, "The most important task now is that within these three days, nothing will happen to the distinguished guests inside." After three days, you will do as I say. When the time comes, Mr. Fu will naturally give you a lot of credit, and Mr. Fu will take the initiative to send a large number of gifts without your request. ”

"Thank you, Mr. Fu, thank you, Mr. Wang."

Alam nodded in agreement, no longer haggling momentum.

Open! ――

Just as the two of them were talking with their own intentions, a soft muffled sound came from the corner of the courtyard. (To be continued.) )