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187 Bellevan Street, Cairo, 'Glitter Nightclub' is the most famous and luxurious nightclub in all of Cairo, whether it is high-end wine or beautiful women, as long as you have the money.

However, at the moment, the condition of this Egyptian No. 1 Gold Cave is not good, and twenty heavily armed bandits are launching a fierce attack on the resistance forces inside.

McHamed, who spent the night in this shop last night, had just been awakened by the sound of gunfire outside the door, and Mahmoud, who rushed out of the door of the room in a red silk pajamas, held a Colt python revolver in his left hand and waved it at the little brother next to him, "Damn, which one who doesn't open his eyes dares to run to find death?" ”

Robbery, black-on-black, or jealousy, drawing a gun and shooting angrily, Mehamed has experienced it many times here. Not aware of the problem at the moment, Hammad thought that his subordinates could handle it.

It's a pity that this time his younger brother is facing a group of professional killers who kill people for a living, and he doesn't wait for his younger brother to report that the gunshots that are getting closer and closer at this time have already explained the problem.

"Mahmoud, we need to retreat, the front is no longer able to withstand it." Dressed in traditional Arabic white robes, Moganr Khan rushed to the door of Mahmoud's room in the backyard with an AK47 assault rifle in his hand, and yelled at Mahmoud, who was shouting to 'gather more people and kill all the invaders'.

Moganr Khan, just by hearing the name, you know that he is not Egyptian, this guy is the fierce general that Mahmoud brought back from the battlefield in Afghanistan, and he is also the security manager of this gold cave, one of Mahmoud's most important subordinates.

For the offense of his henchman, Mehamed was not too angry, he knew that Mogan Khan, who had escaped death on the battlefield in Afghanistan, said that he couldn't stand it, that is, he really couldn't stand it.

Although Mahmoud is only 27 years old this year, as one of the Cairo Black Tycoons, he did not panic after hearing Moganr Khan's words. Mehamed gently pushed the little brother beside him with his hand and said, "You guys also go to the front to help, just drag the opponent." After speaking, he turned his head to look at Moganr Khan and said, "What are these damn policemen doing?" Why haven't they come to support until now, are they all deaf? ”

The attack on the opposite side has been going on for three minutes, and the Cairo City Police Station, which is located at 1 Bellivan Street in Cairo, has not sent anyone to support it so far, which is what Mahmoud fears most.

Hearing this, Mogan Khan nodded quickly and said, "It seems that the opponent this time is not simple, you can withdraw first." With that, he turned and walked into Mahmoud's room, and quickly opened a large safe in the bedroom closet, which was the door to the secret passage outside the nightclub.

This secret passage is very cleverly designed, and no one would have thought that the safe in this wardrobe is the secret passage door. Having bent down into the door of the safe, Mahmoud looked back at Mogan Khan, who was still standing outside, and said with a puzzled expression, "Damn, come with me." ”

Moganr Khan shook his head calmly and said, "This is my battlefield, I don't want to be a deserter anymore." After saying that, he closed the door of the safe directly.

Five years ago, Mogan Khan, who led an armed guerrilla force of more than a dozen men to fight against the Soviet army, abandoned the group of men who had been with him in a battle surrounded by the Soviet army, became a deserter alone, and then fled to Egypt with Mehamed. Ever since he came to the nightclub, he had made it his last position, and Moganr Khan was reluctant to flee again.

"A bunch of bitches, come on, come to Daddy." The gunfire outside the door had stopped, and Moganr Khan, who was guarding the door of the room with an AK in hand, hid behind the sofa and shouted loudly.

Unfortunately, not a single member of the attack group outside the door, composed of the top killers in Southeast Asia, understood Arabic. Tony, who confirmed that this was McHamed's private room, waved his hand and made an attack gesture to the door before saying to the headset, "Lock on to the target residence, Freddy, your gift is here." ”

With Tony's words, four killers armed with AK47 assault rifles also fired wildly at the wooden door of the room, and the sawdust flew outside the gate that was pierced by the bullets, and the 7.62mm bullets did not stop after passing through the wooden door under the strong kinetic energy.

Mogan Khan, who was hiding behind the sofa, took the AK47 in his hand and bombarded the killers outside the door, and the metal storm formed by the bullet instantly tore apart the upper body of Mogan Khan, and the four killers who were also standing at the door did not expect the opponent to be so brave, and dared to shoot at them in the metal storm formed by the bullet, and the four of them were accidentally shot and fell to the ground.

The tunnel is only half a person high, and although there are street lights every ten meters, the tunnel is still very dim. "Whew, whew" With a heavy wheezing sound, Mahmoud was about to approach the exit of the tunnel at the moment when he was bent down and running quickly through the tunnel.

In the Cairo City Police Station, 1 Bellevan Street, the Cairo Police Chief is known as the 'Shameful Pig' (Egypt is a country of Muslin, and in the world of Mousslin, pigs represent dirty, filthy animals. Aria was sitting at her desk, greedily stroking the Egyptian pounds that filled the desk.

Freddie, who was sitting on the sofa in the room, smiled elegantly at Arria and said, "Arria, you have won my friendship. Mr. Hou asked me to thank you on his behalf, he is very grateful for your help to us. The day after tomorrow, my father will host a private banquet at the Vilna Hotel to welcome Mr. Hou. As he spoke, Freddie took out a gold-trimmed invitation from the inside pocket of his suit and gently placed it on the coffee table in front of him.

To be honest, three months ago, if you wanted to greet Wen Jun, Aria really didn't know, but as the 10 billion dollar arms deal next door (Libya) gradually became clear and the Hou group stationed 2,000 mercenaries in Libya, this black overlord from the Far East, his name resounded throughout the upper echelons of Egypt and gradually spread to Europe.

When Aria heard the name Hou Wenjun, she immediately put away the greedy expression on her face. In Aria's mind, Hou Wenjun was already a big man on the same level as Muhammad Bodon, a big man who would help him.

When Aria put away her greed, his fat face immediately produced a kind of majesty of superiority. Arria, who had a stern face, nodded lightly and said, "I'll be there on time." There's something that needs to trouble you, Freddie. I need you to arrange for me to meet Mr. Hou alone. ”

Freddie looked at Aria differently when he heard this, a Cairo police chief met with Hou Wenjun alone? Freddie couldn't guess Aria's intentions at the moment, but Freddy, who had a request, still smiled and nodded, "As you wish, Mr. Arria." ”

Hearing Freddy's words, Aria laughed with satisfaction, "I think Mr. Mahmoud is already in a hurry at this time, let's go see him first." (To be continued.) )