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Sun Jian and Wang Hao glanced at each other, they didn't feel anything about Zhang Biao's death, this is not to say that they were ruthless, but that dying to the two of them was as ordinary as eating and dressing, in the war with Xiang Yu, they saw too many deaths, and saw too many generals and soldiers living together die...... Death is already a kind of numbness, and those who become big things must have a relatively weak view of life, especially for his subordinates, although Zhang Biao is a capable subordinate, he is far from entering the core of Wang Hao's power, let alone making Sun Jian Wang Hao sad. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the sound of sirens and ambulances, Zhang Hanmu got into the car with a face.

"Shall we go now?" Sun Jian asked Wang Haodao after glancing at the chaotic crowd.

"Wait, there's still twenty seconds!" Wang Hao glanced at Inspector Lin, who was trembling on the phone, from the rearview mirror.

Really!

After Inspector Lin hung up the phone, he walked directly to Wang Hao's car, opened the door and got into the car.

"I've already reported, what do you want?" Inspector Lin said quietly.

"Dispatch the marine police and coastal defense to put an end to all smuggling channels and smuggling channels, in addition, all airport customs are strictly controlled, there are suspicious targets at one end, I hope the police can hand it over to us, okay!"

"Do you think your superiors will accede to your request?" Inspector Lin said slowly.

"Yes, if I am in charge of Hong Kong security affairs, I will agree, okay, I will go first, do I need to take my ride?" Wang Hao said lightly.

"No, you don't!" Inspector Lin said word by word.

"Well, I'm waiting for your good news!"

“……”

Qi Bai's private meeting room.

"Brother Hao, are you sure the police will cooperate with our collection?" A light of hatred shot out of Zhang Han's eyes.

"Yes!"

"Brother Hao, does this kind of collection work?" Qi Bai asked.

"Yes, don't underestimate the power of the political axe, as long as the political axe really wants to do something, then, there is nothing that can't be done, of course, the most critical reason is because the killer is a foreigner, if it is an Asian, the pressure exerted by the political axe will not play a big role, when the monitoring crowd is narrowed down to the scope of foreigners, things are much simpler!" Wang Hao said.

"So what do we need to do now?" Liu Qingshan asked.

"You don't need to do anything, the political axe will do it for us!" Wang Hao said lightly: "Sun Jian, Xiao Zhu, Zhang Han, from now on, the three of you will not be separated, and you will listen to my orders at any time!" ”

Wang Hao pondered for a moment and suddenly said, "From now on, Xiao Zhu cancels all actions!" ”

"Ah...... Heroic...... Brother Hao, for ...... Why? You...... You don't believe Xiao Zhu ......," Xiao Zhu said in shock.

"Don't overthink it!" Wang Hao nodded to Xiao Zhu and said, "In the future, you must be with Sun Jian when you go out, and when your kung fu has not reached the sixth layer, you are strictly forbidden to perform the task alone, understand?" Wang Hao said in a stern tone.

"I ...... I don't understand, I've reached the fifth floor......" Xiao Zhu pouted.

"Well, it doesn't hurt to tell you, your natural enemy has appeared, and when your kung fu hasn't reached the sixth layer, it's just a joke in front of others, now, understand?" Wang Hao said.

"Ah...... Sky...... Natural enemies? Xiao Zhu stammered.

Wang Hao didn't bother to pay attention to Xiao Zhu, and said to Sun Jian: "Do you understand?" ”

"Understood!" Sun Jian grinned, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, no one understood why he had this smile, but it scared Xiao Zhu a lot, deep down, Xiao Zhu thought that Sun Jian was playing some ghost idea to torture him, of course, Xiao Zhu greatly wronged Sun Jian this time, Sun Jian's smile only Wang Hao understood, it was a smile that found an opponent...... "In addition, don't go out by yourself for the things you need to track in the future, all the core personnel will be equipped with two telephones, one satellite encrypted phone, An ordinary phone, I don't want our whereabouts to be known by others with just one phone call! ”

"Yes!"

…… Day 1!

Day 3!

Day 7!

Day 11!

It's a small fishing village, a small fishing village away from the city! At the end of the small fishing village is a tin house, which was originally a small warehouse, but I don't know that it was abandoned that day, and the tin sheet is rusty...... This is already the eleventh day after Zhang Biao's death, inside the tin house, Hamm, the deputy head of the Devil's Hand Mercenary Regiment, is silently smoking a cigarette, a little anxious, he can't imagine that it is so difficult to leave an international metropolis, this is different from any action!

The day after they killed Zhang Biao, after discovering that it was impossible to hunt down the target again, Hamm immediately decided to leave Hong Kong!

However, when they bought the plane tickets and prepared to board the plane, they suddenly found that the entire airport was full of suspicious people, and even several light armored vehicles were parked around the airport, and the mercenaries were quite sensitive to the sense of danger, and Hamm immediately gave up the plane and left.

What made Hamm vomit blood was that the customs gates, including the smuggling channels and the smuggling boats, seemed to be in the police's sight, and to their horror, even the small gunboats in Haiphong were dispatched, and all the smuggling boats were nested in the small fishing village and did not dare to move.

This is the thirteenth place they have changed in a row, and it is now difficult for them to stay in one place for twenty-four hours, and the Hong Kong police are almost all dispatched, and the concern for foreigners with different skin, hair, and eyes like them has almost reached an unprecedented level!

"Hamm, what now?" A black man with a deep scar on his face.

"What to do? Aren't we waiting for the ship that will pick us up! Hamm's dark eyes looked at the black man with a murderous aura, who had been crazy for the past few days, and kept asking him how to get out of this damn city.

"Hamm, this is the seventeenth time you've said the same thing!" The black man played with the jumping knife in his hand, unfazed by Hamm's eyes.

"Do you have a better way?" Hamm stared coldly at the black man.

"Nope!" The black man replied decisively.

"If not, then you shut up for me!" Hamm's viper-like gaze stared fiercely at the black man.

"However, we could have left, but you, in order to tie up the Fielding family, insisted on staying, when the ** Angel army was wiped out, some of our brothers once proposed to leave Hong Kong, our strength is not stronger than ** Angel!" The black man said coldly.

"I'm the deputy head of the regiment, no matter what, you have to listen to me!" Hamm said slowly.

"Really? I think that as long as we get out of here, you will not be the deputy head of the regiment, of course, even now, you are no longer the deputy head of the regiment, because you are not qualified enough! The black man smiled.

"I can kill you at any time, I have the right!" Hamm sneered.

"You can try!" The jumping knife in the black man's hand was like a swallowing silver snake, constantly flying in the black man's hand.

Suddenly!

There was a suffocating atmosphere in the Tin House, there were seven pairs of eyes, all of them staring nervously at the jumping knife in the black man's hand and Hamm's hand on his waist, and at his waist, there was a desert eagle ...... "click......

"I'll grass your grandma, if any of you dare to move, I'll kill whoever you want!" Suddenly, a small white young man jumped up, the sniper rifle was loaded, the huge sniper rifle in the hands of this young man, it looked ridiculous, but, no one dared to laugh, because, they all know that under this gun, countless people have lost their lives, in the killer world, there are few people whose marksmanship is better than this little man, it is said that as long as he wants to hit there, he can hit there, there have been rumors in the rivers and lakes, He once used that small-caliber rifle to penetrate the ribs of the target one by one...... "We just want to leave!" The other bearded man said slowly to Hamm.

"Yes, I want to leave too!" Another tall, silent man also said.

…… Hamm's pressure is huge now, all exit routes are blocked, all contact points dare not take them out, this tin house, Hamm arranged after contacting the regimental commander through various connections, tonight, there will be a fishing boat to send them to the open sea, and then, a passing oil tanker will take them away from this damn city...... These eleven days of running have made the seven of them a powder keg, they are all high-level mercenaries, not the kind of mercenaries who stay in the swamp and jungle all day, they have advanced weapons, have a well-equipped training base, and have a rich material life, these ten days of being chased like a dog have completely lost their patience!

Now, their only thought is to leave this city, this city's political axe is too terrible, actually for the death of two members of the underworld to use such a huge amount of manpower and material resources, this is unimaginable in other countries, when they see a few gunboats with the assistance of warships not far away to collect the smuggling ship they are going to take, their spirit completely collapsed, this has surpassed their idea of a mercenary, they will not be stupid enough to rely on the sniper rifle in their hands to fight against warships and gunboats...... They also thought about living and hiding in the city, they had enough money to maintain this matter until it cooled down, but they gave up after only two days, and when they walked into the hotel, someone called almost immediately, and as for who to notify, they didn't know, and they didn't dare to risk staying in the hotel to wait for someone to find out the secret!

(To be continued)