"I know it's time to get some sleep, but we're not waiting for the day to sleep, hurry, four hours to rest."

Four hours, that's before 9 a.m. to get moving.

Bao Xiaofan came out at half past eight, although his eyes were bloodshot, but he was very energetic, these years of military career, Bao Xiaofan has long been accustomed to this lack of sleep life.

He was going to look for Yang Dong, but found that Yang Dong was already outside directing the army to clean up the square in front of the county government.

Bao Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, his face flushed unconsciously, he thought he had gotten up early enough, but he found that Yang Dong was earlier than him.

"Since you're here, come over and help, don't let the people see this." Yang Dong said without looking back.

It wasn't until 11 o'clock at noon that the square was cleaned up.

Bao Xiaofan was still curious, it's been two hours, why hasn't the scorpion appeared yet?

And it was at this time that the scorpion appeared, but from the outside, not from the inside.

Scorpion drove a van, stopped in front of the two, got out of the car, and patted the car, "All the gold stores in the entire county have been bought out by me." ”

Yang Dong opened the car door and saw that there was only a small bag inside, and frowned, "Only that's it?" ”

"Where vampires live, do you think there's going to be a lot of silver?" The scorpion shook his head.

Yang Dong didn't speak, this was a place where he didn't think about it, vampires piled up in large numbers, and he definitely wouldn't allow silver products to overflow.

Yang Dong threw the bag to Bao Xiaofan, who opened it and looked, "This is not enough to build a few weapons." ”

"Ground into powder."

"Ground into powder? But now it's 11 o'clock, and seeing that half a day has been delayed, if we wait until the sun sets, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to last another night! Bao Xiaofan questioned. Brother Yang, in fact, I think we should find a way to find the vampire's den at nine o'clock and destroy it. ”

"We've been delayed for two hours, and we shouldn't be delaying any longer. Even if we don't find a vampire den, we can get out as soon as the sun goes down. That's the right thing to do. ”

"It's just the usual practice!" Yang Dong glanced at him.

"As long as it's right, whether it's routine or not!" Bao Xiaofan insisted.

Yang Dong looked at him, didn't say a word, walked into the county government building, took out a map from it, and laid it on the ground.

Holding a red pen in his hand, he found a location on the map and tapped it with the pen, "This is our location." ”

Around this point, Yang Dong drew a circle, "This red circle is the range where the vampire den may be located. ”

"This is the state border, outside the state border, and within the red circle, there is only this small Russian town." Yang Dong lit a cigarette and spoke quickly.

"Barton's den, it's definitely in there!"

"Definitely?" Bao Xiaofan frowned. "You just draw a circle, that's for sure? Where is the logical support? ”

"Remember when the vampires left?"

"Five o'clock, I remember!" Bao Xiaofan was confused.

"Yes, but the sun came out at half past five. Why did Barton go half an hour earlier? ”

Bao Xiaofan suddenly realized, "Because they need half an hour to travel back." ”

"That's right." Yang Dong nodded. "Vampires are much faster than humans, and based on their speed, I guess it's that range. And this Russian town is in line with my supposed route. ”

Bao Xiaofan was completely convinced of Yang Dong, the gap between him and Yang Dong was too big, a detail that he ignored, but there was such an important clue hidden.

The devil is in the details.

"So what do we do now?" Bao Xiaofan's voice was much quieter.

"Wipe this town off the map!" A cold light flashed in Yang Dong's eyes.

"What? It's a small town with a population of thousands. ”

"I'll donate money for the victims." Yang Dong's face was indifferent.

Bao Xiaofan gasped, "But this is Russia, once a military strike, it is tantamount to an invasion." ”

"It's true that it's an invasion, but we have such a friendly relationship with Russia, so naturally it can't be our invasion." There was a hint of cunning in the corners of Yang Dong's eyes.

"It's just a matter of a rice-made ICBM!"

ICBMs? Where did the ICBMs come from?

In Bao Xiaofan's eyes, this is impossible.

But in Yang Dong's eyes, this is a trivial matter that can be settled with money.

Terrorist organizations, mercenaries, and hostile countries can all provide Yang Dong with rice-made intercontinental missiles.

The moment $50 million flowed out of Yang Dong's account, an intercontinental missile was launched from the sky over Turkey.

The Russian radar was paralyzed for ten minutes, and by the time the ICBM was discovered, there was no way to intercept it.

The whole town, a sea of fire.

"I declare that the war has begun!" At the press conference, the Russian leader said these words with a blue face.

Yang Dong in front of the TV smiled slightly, well, this is indeed Russia's consistent tough style.

But, this has nothing to do with Yang Dong, the behind-the-scenes mastermind, and this matter will definitely not involve Yang Dong.

Turkey can't resist the pressure and confesses to Yang Dong? A sovereign country is bought by an individual, although Maozi's brain is not very developed, they will not believe such a nonsense excuse.

The ICBM was made in Mi and launched by Turkey.

In Maozi's eyes, this is the truth, the truth they need-

An ancient castle in the middle of a snowfield in a country in Eastern Europe.

At the entrance of the old castle, a vintage classic car, stopped.

Barton got out of the car and walked in, and an old man was waiting for him at the door, "Mr. Barton, the boss is not very happy. ”

"This time there is a heavy loss, I can't escape the blame, I came to ask the boss for the guilt today." The whole town was wiped out, and Barton knew better than anyone how big the loss was, and naturally he didn't know how angry the boss was going to be.

Barton came to ask for sin, but this boss didn't give him a chance to ask for sin, and he didn't see him at all.

Lao Su glanced at Barton, "This time the loss is so heavy, the boss is angry, you better settle this matter completely, and then come to the boss to ask for guilt." ”

"Thank you!" Barton nodded.

In the international situation, there may be all kinds of speculation and conspiracy theories about Turkey's launch of this missile.

But Barton knew very well that this must have been done by Yang Dong, borrowing a knife to kill people.

He also admired Yang Dong for being able to make such a big move, but Yang Dong did not win, but was completely dead, and he didn't know what kind of opponent he had provoked.

"I've also heard that this opponent of yours is very powerful, you sent so many blood clans last night and didn't kill him!" Lao Su lightly took out a note from his pocket, with a phone number written on it.

"Ask him for help, the faster you solve the problem now, the easier it is to get the boss's forgiveness!"

Barton took the note, "Thank you." ”——

To the south of the castle, there is a city located in a transportation fortress, and it is a town bordering the three countries, and it can be inferred that this town must be a place full of bloody chaos, a fertile ground for sin.

The dimly lit bar is filled with the smell of drugs, and all kinds of unsightly things catch your eyes.

Men and women who overdose on drugs, openly naked* doing sex in bars.

At a table in the corner, there was a burly white man, and the bar was very noisy, but around him, it was quiet, and those drunkards who were full of violence, no one dared to come and provoke him.

After a few glasses of hard liquor, a Ukrainian woman with heavy makeup twisted her huge ass and walked over.

The burly white man looked up at her, pressed her directly against the table, ripped off her stockings, took off his pants, and roared freely.

Barton walked into the bar with a few retinues, found the corner spot, saw the scene, and stood quietly aside, waiting for him to finish.

Nearly an hour later, the burly white man, who had just finished the piston movement, pulled out a couple of crumpled pieces of money from his pocket, stuffed them into the bra of this Ukrainian prostitute, and pushed her aside.

"That's what you called me to help?" The burly white man took a long sip of wine and said without looking back.

Barton then walked over, "That's right, Mr. King Kong, it's me." ”

"Who do you want me to kill? What kind of skills? ”

"Human master, two hundred-year-old blood clans were killed by him in seconds!" Barton sat aside and ordered a beer.

"It's so powerful, that's a bit high!" King Kong raised an eyebrow.

Barton understood that this was a bargaining discussion, "I know that the lowest price that Mr. King Kong can offer is half a million dollars. If Mr. King Kong is willing to help me out of my trouble, I will pay a million dollars. ”

King Kong's heart moved.

"Pay half upfront!"

"No problem!" Barton pulled out the checkbook.

"All I need is cash!" King Kong interrupted him.

Barton was stunned for a moment, squeezing out a smile, "Give me half an hour." ”

Barton hurriedly arranged for his entourage to fetch him cash.

Half an hour later, half a million dollars in cash were delivered.

King Kong counted, "One is missing." ”

"One short?" Barton was stunned.

"Just a picture of your prey!" King Kong grinned.

Barton's fingers moved, and his entourage sent a photo of Yang Dong.

King Kong took it, and when he saw Yang Dong in the photo, he trembled, "Yang Dong? ”

"What? Mr. King Kong knows him? Barton was also a little surprised.

"I'm not going to take this task." King Kong pushed the money to him and stood up to leave.

"Mr. King Kong, you have already received my deposit." Barton sat there.

King Kong stopped and turned around, "I've already returned the deposit to you!" ”

"I don't want money, just his head!" Barton tapped his finger at Yang Dong's head in the photo.

"You dare to threaten me?" A hint of coldness flashed in King Kong's eyes. "It's only two hundred years of blood age, who gave you the guts?"

"The Sixth Age!"

This book was first published on Kanshu.com