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The people in the entire container looked at the young man with black-framed eyes with disdain, and the angry gaze shot from the eyes of some women seemed to burn the four-eyed dog to ashes, and the young man seemed to feel the angry gaze around him, staring down at his toes, with a blank expression. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

is a sigh, how fragile love seems in the face of the threat of power and the choice of life.

In fact, Zhang Yang sympathizes with this man, in this case, he insists that he can't change his fate, however, the man with glasses should not push the woman away, Zhang Yang believes that what makes the woman really sad is that the man pushes her away, and even, Zhang Yang also believes that if the man with glasses is in danger, the woman is likely to be willing to use her body to save the man's life......

At the moment when everyone took their eyes off the four-eyed man, the Indian Ah San had already approached the steel staircase step by step, and below the staircase was the place where the two Vietnamese stayed, which was a must-pass place.

In fact, the place where Zhang Yang and the two Vietnamese are staying now is the best location except for the middle of the building, the farthest distance from the big plastic toilet, and the closest to the vent above the middle of the building. However, when a group of people began to come in, it was strange that no one sat in such a good position, and now, Zhang Yang finally understood, obviously, all the people did not want to approach the staircase of the middle of the building, which was a very dangerous place......

What a heavy murderous aura!

Zhang Yang felt the murderous intent on the young Vietnamese man, and it seemed that this young man was like an unsheathed, sharp knife.

Zhang Yang stared at the hand holding the knife tightly, he wanted to see how fast the young man's hand was, but unfortunately, Zhang Yang was disappointed, because the Vietnamese man in his thirties held the hand holding the knife tightly with one hand, and the muscular arm was full of strength, making the young man unable to move.

The young man glared at the middle-aged man with an angry expression, as if a flame was about to burst out of his eyes.

The middle-aged Vietnamese ignored the young man's anger, his mouth turned upward, and the young man's eyes that spewed flames almost subconsciously looked up at the middle of the building, and immediately, his pupils constricted, like pinholes.

I saw that there was a lazy-looking man on the side of the guardrail upstairs, and on the thighs of the big man wearing jeans, there was actually a row of sharp flying knives, which looked like flying knives, because the streamlined shape of the knife body was different from that of ordinary daggers, top-heavy, and most importantly, the tail of the knife had a red silk.

The big man lazily leaned against the iron railing, but his eyes were extremely sharp, staring at the young man tightly, one of his hands drooping, faintly touching the dark red wooden handle of the throwing knife......

"Phew!"

Just when the young man looked at the big man upstairs, suddenly, the sound of the wind "whew", Rao is young man dodged quickly, and the huge dagger in the hand of the Indian still grazed the side of the young man's head, and immediately, the skin and flesh opened, and blood overflowed.

"Hey...... "The Indian looked at the young man with a wrench and a disapproving smile.

"You ......" The young man's eyes shot a beast-like fierce gaze, and his body stood up, but unfortunately, his hand was still in the hands of the middle-aged Vietnamese, and he was pulled by the middle-aged Vietnamese, and his body staggered and fell to the ground.

"Uncle!" The young man had blood on his forehead, and looked at the middle-aged Vietnamese with a fierce face, the middle-aged Vietnamese still did not make a sound, shook his head firmly, and his muscular arms tightly grasped the young man and did not let go.

The young man sat on the ground in a gloomy manner, ignoring the blood left on his forehead, bowing his head and being silent, the sharp fruit knife making a violent grinding sound on the ground of the container, which made people's hearts palpitate. Clearly, young people are venting their psychological hatred.

The Indian grinned a few times, and followed the beautiful young woman up the stairs......

"Well, this is the sixth woman." Su Dafeng sighed.

"Why didn't anyone resist?" Zhang Yangqiang held back his tyrannical mood and asked with a long sigh of relief.

"Rebellion? How to resist? There are a lot of them, there are more than a dozen, and most of the people in this container are people from many countries, and most of them are women, even if there are men, they are all honest people, if there are a few more people like me, I would have killed that group of people a long time ago, grandma's, where can they be arrogant? Su Dafeng said indignantly.

"That's right." Zhang Yang nodded thoughtfully.

"Hahaha......"

"Haha......"

……

When Zhang Yang was chatting with Su Dafeng, there was a sound of tearing clothes and wild laughter from upstairs, followed by a woman's humiliated cry......

An atmosphere of grief and indignation pervaded the container, and anyone would have imagined that the young woman upstairs was being insulted by a group of beastly men.

"No way!" Zhang Yang stood up impressively.

"Dude, you're not too young, won't you still be a hot-blooded young man? The people are Vietnamese, and their men have not moved, so why are we in a hurry? The young man teased at Zhang Yang, who stood up.

"......" Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment and sat down, indeed, he didn't need to care, in this world, there are too many unfair things, and things happen every day, he can't manage it, and he can't manage it.

At this time, the young Vietnamese seemed to understand Su Dafeng's words, his teeth were clenched tightly, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Unless, you are sure that you can kill them all in one go, otherwise, you will be in big trouble in the future." Su Dafeng said in a low voice.

"Why?"

"Because, they all have underworld backgrounds, not outrunners, this line of smuggling has always been controlled by them, even the fierce Vietnamese gang has no way to do it, because, they are rich and powerful, and they also have political backgrounds in several countries, and their boss is India's notorious gangster Srivastava......"

"Srivastava?" Zhang Yang couldn't help but be stunned, although he was not familiar with the underground forces of various countries, he had heard of it somewhat, and he had never heard of this name.

Srivastava is not an easy figure in India, having been charged with murder, kidnapping, extortion and other 40 cases in 40 cases, but he has never pleaded guilty to any of them since his arrest in 1995. Police in Delhi, India, accused Srivastava of conspiring with businessman Shah to kill Suneja in 1992. Suneja, an employee of the Shah, was murdered soon after a dispute with the Shah over a financial dispute. The police alleged that it was hired by Srivastava, but the judge ruled that Srivastava had nothing to do with the matter. There are currently six more cases pending in Srivastava. Under Indian law, a suspect is disqualified from running for parliament only after being convicted by a court, and the court often convicts a suspect years or even decades after he or she has been arrested. Of the 403 current parliamentarians in Uttar Pradesh, 106 are facing charges of murder, kidnapping and other crimes, and Yadav, a state assemblyman, also won the parliamentary election while in prison. Indian media reported that Srivastava was still in prison and controlled the extortion business outside the bars, but the lawyer said he was innocent ......"

"Sure enough, it's a character!" Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh that there is nothing strange in this world, not to mention continuing to direct crimes in prison, he still wants to run for parliament, of course, this can only happen in the magical country of India.

"The most powerful thing about him is not a person, but an influence, he has close ties with the Indonesian gangsters, the Filipino gangs, and the Yamaguchi-gumi, which is the main reason why he can monopolize this smuggling route."

"This shipping route doesn't go through India, so why is he able to control it?" Zhang Yang was a little puzzled, if it is not strange to say that there are Philippine gangsters controlling this line, it is not strange that there are Vietnamese gangsters, but it is really strange if there are Indian gangsters.

"There is no reason, it can only be said that the Vietnamese gang is too rubbish, and there is no other explanation......" Su Dafeng looked at the two Vietnamese with contempt.

"Who do you say is trash?"

Amazingly, the young man stood up abruptly, actually spoke fluent Chinese, of course, Zhang Yang and Su Dafeng are not strange, in Vietnam, there are not a few people who know Chinese, and it is not uncommon for such a chicken head with a woman to make money all over the world to master Chinese Chinese.

"You, aren't you just trash? Watching their own compatriots being bullied and indifferent, and still at the doorstep, hehe, you don't rubbish who rubbish......"

"Brush ......"

The sharp fruit knife in the young man's hand turned into a cold light, falling on Su Dafeng's thick neck like a meteor, at this time, Su Dafeng sat on the ground with a shocked face, obviously, he didn't expect the young man to attack suddenly, and the young man was half-kneeling on the ground, showing an attack state.

"Say it again!" The eyes of young Vietnamese people seem to be on fire.

"You...... You...... Don't you dare...... I'm from the Big Circle Gang...... If you're not afraid of the Vietnam Gang and the Daquan Gang, you can kill it......" Su Dafeng's ruddy face suddenly turned pale, and he still forced himself to calm down.

"As long as you dare to say more, I will dare." The young man's eyes were red, and the fruit knife in his hand did not move.

"Put down the knife." The middle-aged Vietnamese's deep voice was full of stress.

"Uncle!" The young man's face was angry, as if he had reached the point where he could not bear it anymore.

"Put down the knife!" The voice of the middle-aged Vietnamese is heavier.

"Phew!" The young man slammed his fist on the ground, put away his knife in hatred, and sat on the ground again.

The crisis disappeared, and the huge energy that Zhang Yang gathered in his arms slowly dispersed to his limbs.

Zhang Yang suddenly found that this trip was very interesting, with strange things and strange people......

……

In addition to the wheezing and tearing sound upstairs, there was a sudden silence inside the container, Su Dafeng seemed to be a little frightened, taking a long breath, Zhang Yang could feel that his heart was beating violently, Zhang Yang found that this young man was not as strong as he seemed on the surface.

"Why do you know so many secrets?" Zhang Yang suddenly couldn't understand Su Dafeng, it was obvious that this person was holding the chicken feather of the Big Circle Gang as an arrow, but it was such a fox and fake tiger gangster who actually knew some secrets of the Big Circle Gang and the Indian gang, judging from his performance, he should also have a certain understanding of the Vietnamese gang.

"Because, Lao Mao is my idol, knowing yourself and knowing your opponent, winning all battles!"

"......" Zhang Yang could only be speechless.

"Do you think I'm afraid of death?" Su Dafeng asked suddenly.

"This ......" Zhang Yang was speechless again, he couldn't imagine that this guy actually took the initiative to say it, and he didn't have the slightest shame.

"Let me ask you a question." Su Dafeng stared at Zhang Yang's eyes and said.

"Huh?"

"Is Lao Mao afraid of death?" Su Dafeng said with a serious face.

"I'm afraid......"

Zhang Yang hesitated for a moment and spit out two words, in this world, it is not easy to find someone who is not afraid of death, after all, there is only one human life.

"Yes, a big man like Lao Mao is also afraid of death, what is it if I am afraid of death? Fear of death and doing a big cause are not at all in conflict, and besides, being afraid of death and not being afraid of death are completely different things, for example, if I die for the cause, I will naturally die as I deserve, and if I am killed by a Vietnamese Xiaoqisan, it will be really a great wrong......"

Su Dafeng said while looking at the young Vietnamese who was scribbling on the ground with a fruit knife, obviously, he was still afraid that the Vietnamese would suddenly go crazy again.

"Ahem...... Makes sense, what big business are you going to do? ”

"I started to say that."

"Unified Circle?"

"Yes, I'm going to twist a big circle of loose sand into a rope!" Su Dafeng's eyes were full of fanatical expressions, and anyone could see that he was not just talking, but taking action.

"Do you have any guard of honor?" Zhang Yang asked with interest.

"No, I don't have money, I don't have power, but I have brains, I have cultivated myself in China for two years, and I have collected information on almost the top 100 gangster organizations in the world, and I have a complete overall plan......" The young man lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of being heard, but that voice actually made Zhang Yang have a kind of demagogy, this is a young man who is not simple, Zhang Yang is a little suspicious that this guy has worked in pyramid schemes.

"Plan ......" Zhang Yang always had a feeling that this guy was a guy with big ambitions and talents, "Do you know about the Yamaguchi-gumi?" ”

Subconsciously, Zhang Yang had a sense of testing this young man.

"Yamaguchi-gumi!" Su Dafeng's lips curled and said, "If I don't even know about the Yamaguchi Group, one of the biggest enemies of the Big Circle Gang, then I'm a fart!" ”

"Hehe, tell me." Zhang Yang couldn't help but look at this guy's expression.

"Brother Zhang, I see that you are no more than two years older than me, look at your little arms and legs, white and tender, a quiet appearance, and I am Chinese before I tell you so much, if it is someone else, I will definitely not disclose the news." Su Dafeng said mysteriously.

"Ahem......" Zhang Yang looked at his white and tender arms and couldn't help sweating, with the improvement of the realm of "The Long Road of Immortals", his muscles were not as toned as before, and they seemed to be well-proportioned, and there was no feeling of strength at a glance, giving people a very weak feeling.

"I'll tell you a secret, the Yamaguchi-gumi have recently been hit by a global caste."

"Well, how's that?" Zhang Yang was shocked, he couldn't imagine that Su Dafeng actually knew this secret.

"I don't know the inside story of it, I don't know who the enemy of the Yamaguchi-gumi is, but I speculated from some criminal organizations to find partners again, and several drug dealers I know also said that they can't contact the family of Samoto, and I believe through comprehensive speculation that the Yamaguchi-gumi should have encountered the biggest disaster in history, and now, it's the best time to fight the water dogs, and I must seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity......"

Terrible!

Terrible!

It's amazing!

Zhang Yang couldn't help but secretly admire, although this guy is terrifyingly ambitious, but he is not sparse, and he can analyze the crisis of the Yamaguchi-gumi through just a little bit of information, I have to say that his mind is very meticulous.

"Do you know why I'm rushing to the U.S. now?" Su Dafeng looked around and said in a low voice.

"Huh?"

"I just saw that the Yamaguchi-gumi had a problem, so I had to rush to the United States and entangle ordinary people to fight for the territory of the Yamaguchi-gumi, this is my only chance, if I can't grasp this opportunity, I will never have this opportunity again in my life......" Su Dafeng's face suddenly became gloomy.

"If you don't have a chance, what are you going to do?"

"Being a chef ......" Su Dafeng said dejectedly: "I am a chef, but my cooking skills are very bad, I can't mix in China, even if I coax a group of foreigners abroad, I can't be a chef, except for exercising a body of muscles, there is no benefit, and I hate being a chef, I hate ......"

"Chef is not bad, by the way, are you really from the Big Circle?" Looking at Su Dafeng with a depressed face, Zhang Yang couldn't hold back a smile, he suddenly remembered Brother Dao, Brother Dao was also born as a chef, and he became a gangster halfway, but he didn't expect to meet a person like Brother Dao today, of course, Su Dafeng and Brother Dao are very different, and Brother Dao can be called a real gangster.

"No......" Su Dafeng lowered his voice and said: "Don't tell others, I don't think you seem to be linked to the underworld to tell you, in fact, I just work in a restaurant in Chinatown, and the owner of the restaurant is the boss of the Big Circle Gang, so after I returned to China, I claimed to be the Big Circle Gang, but two years ago, I helped the boss take on a murder case, I think, I returned to Chinatown this time, I should be able to officially join the Big Circle Gang......"

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about ......"

……

Just before Zhang Yang's words fell, suddenly, there was an extreme silence in the container, Zhang Yang looked up, and saw the beautiful young woman stumbling down with a haggard face holding on to the staircase railing, her clothes were ragged, and a large area of snow-white skin was exposed, and some eye-catching scratches could be seen.

The crowd sitting on the ground consciously made a way for her, and the young woman who walked down the stairs glanced around the container with a dull face, and suddenly collapsed at the edge of the staircase, bowing her head and crying.

"Li......" The man with black-rimmed glasses crawled to the woman's side, shouting in a low voice.

"Get out!"

"Liz, I'm ......"

", I don't know you!" The beautiful young woman pushed the man away and looked at the man with a blank expression.

"I ......," the man tried to argue.

"Let you go!" The young Vietnamese man with a fruit knife in his hand raised his head impressively, and a pair of small eyes shot a thrilling light.

Looking at the fierce gaze of the Vietnamese, the man with glasses hugged his head and scurried.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

……

There was a depressing sound of footsteps, and I saw two big men walking downstairs, an old guy with curly hair, the upper body of ** was all fat, and the other was a big man with a beard, at least two meters, and his head hit the top of the container when he came down from upstairs.

Once again, there was extreme silence inside the container, and an atmosphere of fear spread wildly, and some women hugged each other tightly, burying their heads in their chests, trying to avoid the naked gazes of the two people.

(To be continued)