At three o'clock in the morning, even for some night owls in these so-called underworlds, it is not early, and for all the leaders, they hug women or men and the like early, and lie on the bed with their heads covered and fall asleep after exercising. The bosses don't have such good luck sleeping a little hard, and their task is to watch the door.

Mark? Wang is one of the bosses, this Chinese Canadian came to Hanhua three years ago, the boy who can't get along in Canada heard that the Hanhua town is rich and ready to make a profit, and when he arrives, he finds that this town is richer than Canada and the United States, not to mention that these small traders and vendors are all rich in their pockets. As a gangster, he couldn't do the hard work of fighting against the box, and Mark, who had grown up in Canada and had always considered himself a Canadian, thought that he was superior to these people of the same color, and that he had to do more advanced work. What kind of work is advanced? Of course, it's a job that you can get money for without effort! Tony, who has a fierce personality, first relied on his fists to lay down the so-called territory in a wholesale market, to put it bluntly, he paid some money to Mark, and Mark didn't come to make trouble. With money in hand, Mark began to recruit people, and in less than half a year, his subordinates gathered more than 50 people and controlled three small wholesale markets. The "cause" is in full swing, and now it is in full swing, and it can be said that one-sixth of the underground forces in this small town are under the control of Mark. The name of the big brother in the West District is like thunder among the outsiders in Hanhua Town!

Some of the old gangsters of Chinese descent were watching at first, and they were frightened by the blows of Han Hua. Waiting for the time when he felt that he was fine, Mark became the head snake of the small town. At this time, capable Chinese gangsters have entered the small town of Hanhua one after another, grabbing land and business. Trying to control the price of Hanhua's small commodities in both directions.

Mark of the Blue Dragon Society? Wang lay on the bed and hugged the two sleek women, sleeping very sweetly, and the posture was also very arrogant, and the four sides were arranged in a large shape, occupying most of the bed, and the two women had to roll their bodies to the corner of the bed.

Chen Donghe, the boss of the gangster GCC who came from the Taiwan Strait, couldn't sleep all the time, sitting behind the desk, Chen Donghe, who was in his forties and had been on the battlefield for a long time, kept thinking about Mark, a bastard, who sent people to forcibly buy shares in the porn field on Majie. It would be nonsense to say that Chen Donghe didn't look at the business of Rema Street, but Chen Donghe had heard that the gang in the former Taihai had entered the fate of Hanhua. I have been putting this heart away.

"Boss! Should we also take a stake in the two clubs? Don't let the Blue Dragon Club get the first step! "One with a bare head. A strong man with a tiger head tattooed on his neck said: "This is a fast hand, but a slow hand!" What are we waiting for? The Han Chinese don't fancy this place at all."

"Wait a minute, Hammer! Hanhua's people are not so easy to provoke, look at the wind in a few days and say" Chen Donghe looked at his right-hand man and said: "Be careful to make the 10,000-year-old ship!" ”。

is Chen Donghe explaining to his subordinates. At the same time, my heart is also full of contradictions and entanglements. A large number of helicopters have flown over their respective attack points. But now it's stuck in the air. The sound could not be heard in the buildings above ground. With a command: to start moving, the helicopters in the air immediately began to descend, and at the same time, the doors on both sides of the cabin of each helicopter were opened. The four ropes were thrown down at once, and one by one the GIs slid down from the helicopter, some to the rooftops, some directly into the courtyard.

The young man guarding the door looked at the helicopter overhead and was stunned, waiting for the conditioned reflex to shout: When someone came, a slight snapping sound came, and flowers immediately bloomed on his head.

The whole process of landing took less than three minutes, and the helicopter was lowered and the soldiers rose again. When the helicopter flew again, there were more than forty hunched and heavily armed soldiers on the roof of the target building and around it.

A team arrived at the entrance of the house, the two-story building was the former residence of Han Hua's officers, and when the team arrived at the door, they immediately dispersed to both sides of the door, and the captain gestured to his men. One of the team members immediately locked the door and fired a shot, then kicked the door open, and several windows on the second floor were knocked open by the GIs who had descended from the roof.

"Don't move!" As soon as the GIs entered the house, the flashlight under the muzzle of the gun was turned on, and they shouted: "All lie on the ground!" ”。

Mark? Wang, when he was asleep, he was alert, and when he heard the sound of a broken window, he turned over and looked for a place. I reached out and wanted to touch the gun under my pillow. Before he could touch it, he felt a cold iron thing push against his head. When he raised his hand and saw a heavily armed soldier standing across the bed, he knew that something was wrong. When it came to the mouth, the brother was swallowed back.

Chen Donghe took advantage of not sleeping, and when the soldiers rushed through the window, he immediately saw that it was not a gangster opponent, but all soldiers, so he honestly hugged his head and shouted: "Don't move!" This was an order for a few of his subordinates, and when he rushed at the GIs, his mouth was changed to: "We have no weapons!" We don't have weapons! ”。

One of the several soldiers walked towards Chen Donghe, kicked Chen Donghe, who was in his forties, off the chair with a single kick, and said, "Who the hell let you sit!" ”。 Waiting for Chen Donghe to fall to the ground, fortunately the carpet was spread, and Chen Donghe, who rolled a little, didn't dare to leave the back of his head with both hands.

The soldier obviously didn't intend to let him go, walked over, directly picked up the butt of the gun, and smashed it on Chen Donghe's back, lying on the ground, Chen Donghe felt a sweetness in his mouth, and then felt the hard bottom of the military boots fall on his face.

"Chen Donghe?" The soldier took out a piece of paper in his pocket and asked Chen Donghe.

Where did Chen Donghe dare to pause and immediately said: "Yes! I am Chen Donghe! ”。

After asking, the soldier looked up, and saw the one with a half-human tiger head tattoo on his neck staring at him, and with a little unconvinced in his heart, he smiled at this person and asked, "I look good?" ”。

Bang! There was a soft sound, and without waiting for the big man with dragon and tiger tattoos to answer, the soldier behind the big man directly shot the heart of the man, and a stream of blood gushed out of the bullet hole, staining the clothes on the big man and the carpet. The big man's body twisted a few times on the carpet and then didn't move. The soldier who fired the gun then raised his foot and kicked the big man's head and said, "It's dead!" ”。

Chen Donghe next to him and the two remaining gang leaders immediately dispersed. One of them was scared and his crotch was hot, and a warm current flowed down his trousers to the carpet.

"Even your virtue is still here to play the underworld! I also want to participate in the horse street! That's enough, you guys? Mice prostitute big cats, do you know how to write dead words? The soldier who took the lead said disdainfully, "Give me all the way to the living room!" ”。

When Chen Donghe got up, his legs were trembling. While walking, he scolded Mark in his heart, and had a relationship with Mark's ancestors for eight generations.

Thinking that he was Canadian, Mark saw that the soldiers knew badly, but he didn't take it too seriously, and he thought that he was also an international friend in Hanhua.

"May I put on some clothes!" When the GI was informed to the living room downstairs, Mark asked the leading soldier in a slick manner.

Before he could finish speaking, the leading soldier aimed at Mark's crotch with a boot. Yes! There was a sound, and the Canadian friend immediately rolled into a white shrimp! Then the soldier next to him came with two boots at Mark's bent back! Yes! Yes! After two sounds, the leading soldier turned his head to look at the two women who were shaking like a sieve and asked, "Who is the Chinese nationality?" Seeing that the two women all shook their heads and continued to ask, "Then who needs to wear some clothes?" ”。

Whoever of these two naked women dared to nod their heads, and quickly shook their heads like waves.

"Then let's negotiate!" The soldier said with satisfaction: "Now let me go to the living room!" ”。

The naked three people held their heads and walked towards the living room downstairs under the escort of the soldiers, the waist of the international friend was still arched, and the two legs were also clamped, and it was too ruthless just now. When the three of them reached the downstairs, they found that there were many people kneeling on the ground, and along the open gate they found some people kneeling in the small courtyard, most of them wearing only a pair of underwear, and a few were wearing pajamas, let alone trousers. The bodies of a dozen or so shirtless women in the courtyard looked very attractive in the moonlight, if it was usual, Mark would definitely go up and push down to the ground to do a good thing, but now where does Mark have such interest.

Mark was now paying attention to an officer sitting on a single couch in the living room, who was on his legs, holding a roll of paper in his left hand and tapping on the palm of his right hand with a snapping sound. There was no sound from so many people when the sound of the paper roll in the officer's hand hitting the palm of his hand was heard.

"Report! Mark brought! The soldier who had just kicked the son of Mark said loudly.

"Hmm!" The officer nodded, and patted the armrest of the sofa that he reached out: "That's all the important bigwigs have arrived!" With that, he got up from the couch.

The officer spread out the roster in his hand: "Next, I will call the name, and if the name is outside, pull it in!" After speaking, he read to himself: "Mark! I didn't hear Mark's answer after reading it, so I read it again.

A large fist with non-slip military gloves immediately fell on Mark's face: "The commander shouted his name and heard the shouting!" Be louder! With a few thumps, Mark's face turned into a palette, tears mixed with snot and blood flowed all over his face. The soldier let go of Mark.

"Mark!" The officer read again. Mark immediately said, "Here! ”。

"Guo Xianyu!" The officer read another name.

"Here!" Immediately, a sound of promise sounded in the courtyard outside the door. The man was then escorted in by the soldiers and knelt in the living room. After reading the entire list, the officer put down the scroll in his hand and said, "Let those irrelevant prostitutes go!" Then let's meet and talk with the bosses, don't be happy to have friends from afar! ”。 (To be continued......)

PS: There is another chapter later, which will be sent at about eight o'clock