At night, it was pitch black.

In the upper floors, most of the lights have been extinguished.

As for the middle and lower houses, there were only torches and bonfires.

Next to the wine jars all over the ground, the drug dealers who fell to the ground one by one were all asleep.

This is their life, drinking, playing with women, and so on.

There is no danger to them here, but every time they transport drugs out, there is still a certain mortality rate.

After all, these things, like gold, are sometimes robbed by some rogues.

So on such safe days, they are all happy to drink.

This is the life of the minions, if they get some bounties after the mission, they go back to the nearby towns to find women.

Tang Yi slid all the way down the cliff, and in the absence of a searchlight, his whereabouts were very secretive.

Quietly falling into the cottage, he soon disappeared into the darkness again.

Instead of going directly to the upper floor, he first walked towards the courtyard in the middle.

This is a barracks and a warehouse.

Although there are many drug dealers sleeping on the floor, most of them are still willing to go back to sleep.

Except for a few minor leaders who had their own residences, most of them had to lie in the barracks.

This kind of barracks is not formal, and the wooden houses are lined with a row of planks, which is their bed.

When I came to the door, a stench came to my nose.

It was hot and there was no electrical appliance to cool them down, and the smell of sweat permeated the surroundings.

has long been accustomed to such days, in front of the barracks where the snoring sound is like thunder, Tang Yi squatted down.

After taking a stinking shoe and picking off a section of the lace with a dagger, a scorn was placed in front of the door.

It can't be placed at the door, because if someone gets up at night, it will be troublesome if it is triggered before they start attacking.

Tang Yi's method of dealing with it was to put it behind a bunker, so that he could ensure that when he evacuated, everything would go smoothly.

After the two grenades were arranged, Tang Yi stepped forward and touched them.

His body was clinging to the walls of the wooden house, and he was like a ghost in the darkness.

Silence is a necessary requirement for decapitation operations.

Because there are no dogs here, this can be regarded as saving Tang Yi a lot of trouble.

Tang Yi, who stopped again, came to the only cement house here.

In front of the building is a steel-framed warehouse that looks like a workshop, with camouflage nets hanging from it.

It was dark inside, but there was a smell in the air.

This warehouse is a factory for processing drugs, and it is now night, and all the workers have stopped working.

As for the concrete building, it is a room dedicated to the storage of drugs.

There were two drug bandits standing guard at the door, and they were very energetic with guns.

After all, this kind of thing is comparable to gold, and you have to be careful of the inner ghost if you are not afraid of outsiders.

The drug bandits here are all deadly guys, and there are people who want to eat the grass next to the nest.

Therefore, the few people guarding this place are also the henchmen of the eight-faced Buddha.

Even though it was already the second half of the night, they were still in good spirits.

can become a cancer, and his subordinates can't all be rice buckets.

In addition to those minions as cannon fodder, the Erawan Buddha also has its own personal guard.

This place is directly under the management of the Erawan Buddha, and the people of the pro-guard team are naturally higher than those minions.

All of them who live in the buildings above can be regarded as elite soldiers.

It's just that after this kind of elite soldier meets Tang Yi, he can only be regarded as scum.

Tang Yi, who touched the root of the wall, pulled out the dagger again.

After estimating, the drug dealer on the right side of the door was seventeen or eighteen meters away from him, and the one on the left was also ten meters away.

The two men held their guns and stared straight ahead, looking serious, but they didn't know that death was already eyeing them.

"Whoosh! Burst! ”

A faint sound of breaking the sky suddenly sounded.

The drug dealer standing on the right side of the doorway had no idea what was happening, the dagger pierced through the left side of his neck, and the right side of his neck drilled out.

In just an instant, his life was completely over.

And almost at the same time, Tang Yi also pounced out of the darkness like a tiger.

He didn't pick up a gun, because any gunshot would turn this place into hell in an instant.

With the interception technique in hand, Tang Yi only came to the side of the drug dealer on the left in less than two seconds.

Originally, he was still looking ahead, and he found something out of the corner of his eye, and the moment he instinctively turned sideways, Tang Yi had already stepped forward.

"Poof!"

When there was still three meters left, Tang Yi jumped up with a slam kick, his right knee in front of him, and hit the chest of the drug dealer who turned his head.

At this impact, the thin drug dealer only felt as if his chest was cracked, and he didn't take a breath, and his eyes were black for a while.

didn't give him any chance to rejoice, and the moment he fell to the ground, Tang Yi's whole person was directly pressed on him.

The right hand turned into a palm, and a hand knife slashed directly into his throat.

His trachea was struck by skillful force, and his eyes were instantly bloodshot.

This is the reason why the external high pressure oppresses the internal organs, and they cannot breathe and naturally cannot scream.

With his mouth open, he didn't even have a chance to make a sound.

After two consecutive blows, Tang Yi's left hand became a claw and buckled on his throat, his right fist was raised, his middle knuckle protruded, and a right hook punch hit the opponent's temple.

Four moves in a row, the moves are deadly, and the flowing attacks are not merciless.

It wasn't until the other party's breathing stopped that Tang Yi stopped attacking, turned over, grabbed the collar of the two corpses, and directly dragged them to the dark place behind, and then put them on the ground.

After disposing of the corpse, Tang Yi returned to the iron door, and the keys he searched from the two people easily opened the door lock.

Dodging into it, Tang Yi didn't turn on the lights, and through the light and shadow of the bonfire outside through the window, he saw the scene in front of him clearly.

Mountains of white powder were packed into transparent bags.

If you didn't know about the poison den here, you would have thought that you had strayed into a flour mill.

These drugs may add up to thousands of catties, Tang Yi had a sly smile on the corner of his mouth, and reached out and took out the grenade on his waist.

Unplugging the safety bolt and using rope and cloth strips, Tang Yi made a simple timer.

Finally, the grenade was fixed in place at the end.

According to Tang Yi's estimate, this timer can be activated in about half an hour.

Once exploding, these dried drugs instantly form a blazing fire.

"Eight-faced Buddha, this is a gift for you!"

Tang Yi smiled and walked out of the warehouse.

After locking the door again, he once again ran down the wall towards the upper complex.

The target of the decapitation operation is naturally the eight-faced Buddha, and all this arrangement is for the final blow.

(End of chapter)