"What kind of organization is that? To put it bluntly! Yang Mingyun roared.

"Their purpose was to occupy China and establish a free paradise on earth. The official name is the 'League of the Free and Just'. The headquarters is said to be located in Neiva, Switzerland. However, I don't know the details. ”

"Lie! I don't know the details, how can I invest as much as 50,000 silver dollars? Who guarantees that you will earn back ten times as much money? Isn't there even a guarantee that the capital will be recovered? Yang Mingyun forced his gaze at Li Yongjian's flustered eyes and shouted loudly.

"In the past, when I was the general manager, I did countless unsightly things in order to defeat competitors. I hired a very vicious killer named Cheng Jianjun, and after I retired, Cheng Jianjun came to force me to cooperate with the League of the Free and Righteous People, and if I didn't do it, he would tell the procuratorate and the press about what I had ordered him to do. ”

“……”

"The guy said he had a video tape with evidence that I had instructed him to do bad things. At that time, I said, 'If there is a video, I will show it next time, and I will chase him away.' ’”

"And then?"

"Then I set up one of my estates as a meeting place. The place is near Lancang at the foot of the West Mountain, and the manor is surrounded by my private forest, which is very large. It was an ideal place. I took two bodyguards and three former hired killers to the manor. Ambushed and waited for Cheng Jianjun to come to the door. Li Yongjian said tremblingly.

"The ambush failed, didn't it? When is it? ”

"Three years ago...... Cheng Jianjun didn't come alone. He surrounded us with a large group of killers of the Free and Righteous League, and in the blink of an eye, all my men were finished, and I fell into their hands, so I had to cooperate with the Free and Righteous League, otherwise there would be no way to live. Later, the accomplices of the three killers I brought with me came to extort me, but they were all killed by Cheng Jianjun, and I could only be at their mercy. Li Yongjian bit his lip and said.

"I see. What, then, is the earthly paradise that the League of Free and Righteous is trying to establish? ”

"It is said that the residents there do not have to pay a penny of tax. It mainly relies on gambling, drugs and openly selling silver to make money from tourists and use it as a public welfare fee. That is, to lure tourists from all over the world with women, drugs, alcohol and gambling, and to use the money they earn for pleasure as living expenses for residents. Residents can enjoy drugs and beauties for free, and they can also play with women as much as they want. If anyone doesn't comply, they're dragged out in public, stripped naked, and then raped by a pack of trained beasts. ”

"And such a nice place? I want to be a resident. Yang Mingyun said with a smile of envy. But what will happen to those who now live in China and Yuben? ”

"Most of the original inhabitants will die, and the surviving women will all be given as slaves to the men of the League of the Free and Just, while the remaining men will all be castrated as labor slaves......"

"What nonsense! China and a powerful country like Yuben can also be destroyed by you guys? Yang Mingyun seemed to have heard a big joke and laughed.

"I didn't believe it at first, but I've heard that the top brass of the alliance has weapons powerful enough to destroy the whole world, and can kill a large number of people in a short period of time without causing destruction......

Hearing Li Yongjian's words, Yang Mingyun's laughter stopped instantly, and he stared at Li Yongjian's eyes full of fear, and his eyes were full of killing intent.

At this moment, if another agent was interrogating Li Yongjian, hearing this, it might be regarded as a joke, but now it was Yang Mingyun who heard it.

He still vividly remembers what he said to him the last time he saw him.

"Spare me...... You can see that I am just a poor businessman, and it is not disgraceful for you to kill me. ”

"Liu Yunshan of the 'Kailai' company is also a member of the Alliance of the Free and Righteous People, right?"

"Yes."

"Who else are?"

"I don't know their names. The shop I opened for this woman seems to be the place where Liu Yunshan contacted the organization. But except for Cheng Jianjun and Liu Yunshan, I am not allowed to know the names of the other members, I swear. ”

"Where are the hostesses at the 'Love Moon Xuan' bar being sent? They've been sent to an underground park, right? Where is that underground paradise that resembles the Paradise Castle of the 'Old Man of the Mountain' assassination order? ”

"I just handed over the girls I recruited to Cheng Jianjun to take away. I don't know anything else. There are also some girls, I bought millions of yuan of clothes for them to let Cheng Jianjun take away, but I can't taste the fresh...... What a pity. ”

"At this time, you still want to be beautiful! Alright! No matter how stubborn you are, you must confess to the place where killers are cultivated! Yang Mingyun said fiercely.

"Not knowing is not knowing. Even if I knew, I wouldn't be able to tell you, so you might as well kill me. Besides, who are you? ”

"It's me who is in the interrogation, and you want to play tricks to delay time! Let's not say that the bodyguard who came to save you was stunned, but sent you back to your hometown with one shot, and I will let you live well. However, I must take you away, lest the League of the Free and Righteous know that you have been recruited and will put you to death. ”

"No matter how nice you say, I won't fall for you. You want to take me hostage and get out of here before you kill me, right? Li Yongjian said with a snort.

"If you don't believe me, then please, it's a burden anyway, I'll kill you!" As Yang Mingyun spoke, he pressed the knife against Li Yongjian's shriveled chest facing the heart, covered his mouth with his left hand, and let out a scream, and the right hand holding the knife used a little harder. Just listen to the sound of "flutter". The tip of the knife is easily pierced between the ribs. Reach the periphery of the pleura. Li Yongjian's eyes suddenly protruded, and his body bent backwards into an arch and spasmed violently.

Yang Mingyun watched Li Yongjian's reaction, and his left finger relaxed. Li Yongjian's body, which had been bent backwards, bent forward violently, and his throat gurgled.

Yang Mingyun let go of the hand blocking Li Yongjian's mouth, pulled out the knife with his right hand, Li Yongjian fell on the bed and vomited, and dirt splashed everywhere. Ying Jian hurriedly hid to the side, and Li Yongjian vomited to death. I vomited all the food in my stomach and still didn't stop vomiting. Streams of fluid spurted out of his mouth and nose.

After a while. Li Yongjian stopped vomiting and began to gasp for air.

Yang Mingyun looked at him coldly: "The ambiguity of death is even more uncomfortable than this." You'd better say it obediently. ”

"Clear, understood...... I...... But, I really don't know, but. I guess the place where the League of Free and Justice trained its killers might be at the southern foot of the West Mountain. Underneath my private forest, please spare me! I'll show you the way. ”

At this moment, just listen to "Bang! "Whoa, whoa!" The glass windows were shattered. Yang Mingjun quickly rolled under the bed. The hunting knife in the right hand has been transferred to the left hand. In his right hand, he pulled out the "White Python" pistol.

Almost at the same time that the glass was shattered. Gunfire erupted on the windowsill. Listen to the gunshots. It's two submachine guns doing fully automatic rapid-fire.

The shutters were smashed to pieces, and bullets swept through the curtains, leaving rows of bullet holes. It's like the eye of a giant sewing machine. The patent leather of the walls was smashed and fell, the mirror next to the bed was shattered, and shards of glass flew everywhere. The bullets slammed into Li Yongjian's body. He must have been whining and wailing a long time ago, and before the woman could wake up, her body was beaten into a honeycomb by a volley of bullets.

Yang Mingyun hid under the bed, waiting for the other party's wild strafing to stop. Judging by the sound of the gunshots and the interval between each shot – ten rounds per second for one gun. The opponent used the Soviet-made PPSH41 submachine gun, nicknamed the "Red Hair Flower Machine", as a submachine gun, the speed of the firing mechanism was lower than the ideal speed, but the ammunition capacity was very large, and it could be loaded with 71 rounds at a time.

A light rain poured down on the ceiling, hitting the electric light tube embedded in the soil, and the room was suddenly dark. Tongues of fire from the muzzle ignited the curtains.

As soon as Yang Mingyun waited for the gunfire to stop, he immediately got out of the bed and raised his upper body. With the palm of his left hand, he pulled away the hammer of the pistol and fired six shots out of the window in one go.

The thunderous gunfire was much heavier than that of the PPSH41 submachine gun used by the opponent with 7.62mm Soviet-made automatic pistol rounds, and it was explosive.

In less than a second and a half minutes, Yang Mingyun finished firing six bullets, and the two submachine guns outside the window were silent.

Yang Mingyun lay down again, got under the bed, quickly opened the door pin of the magazine with his thumb, opened the wheeled magazine upward, pressed the shell lever, and threw the six empty shells from the magazine together, then took out the ammunition pack from his pocket, and quickly reloaded the six bullets. At this time, the flames burning on the curtains grew louder and louder, illuminating the dusty and misty interior red.

When Yang Mingyun closed the magazine, a series of huge shots from the assault rifle sounded outside the window.

This time, the enemy was not at the window, but below the window, shooting into the house through the brick wall.

Because rifle bullets are much more powerful than automatic pistol bullets, the bullet effortlessly penetrates the thin brick wall and hits in.

A series of warheads slowly approached Yang Mingyun from the left side. If he continues to come under the bed, Yang Mingyun's body will become bait for bullets. Yang Mingyun, who was in a cold sweat on his back, hurriedly jumped on the bed, took out a lighter grenade, and unscrewed the windshield on it.

When the lighter was lit, blue smoke came out. At this time, several bullets passed under the bed. Because it was very close to Yang Mingyun, the whistling sound of the warhead was very sharp.

Yang Mingyun pushed the flame adjustment lever to the maximum position, making the fuse burn as fast as possible, and threw the grenade out of the window with a flick of his hand. Through the curtains and blinds that had been burned by the flames, and through a lone line, the lighter grenade flew out of the window.

Yang Mingyun was lying next to the woman's corpse full of bullet holes, and in an instant, a white light flashed, and the grenade exploded.

The house trembled in shock waves and air waves. The little broken glass that was left on the window frame was also swept away, Yang Mingyun jumped out of bed, rushed to the window, hit the broken shutter with his shoulder, and jumped out of the window. Outside the house, there was smoke and I couldn't see anything clearly.

Yang Mingyun knelt on one knee, holding the gun in his right hand, waiting for the smoke to dissipate, and suddenly, there was a faint groan from the left front, and Yang Mingyun quickly pointed the gun in the direction of the person.

The smoke quickly dissipated, and not far from Yang Mingyun, a crater with a depth of almost 1 meter and a diameter of about 3 meters appeared.

There were two corpses lying next to the crater, their hair burned by the flames, and it was impossible to tell what color they were, but it was still possible to distinguish that they were two yellow corpses.

Both of their stomachs burst open, and in the moonlight they could see their internal organs flowing out, the pungent stench mingling with the choking smell of gunsmoke. Two PPSH41 submachine guns and cartridge belts with reserve magazines fell to the ground and were covered with mud.

Near the brick wall on the left, a man falls to the ground, his hands picking at the dirt on the ground. There was a faint moan, and the man was covered in blood and his hair was charred. Beside him was a squadron of the latest "Tempest" assault rifle with a bullet belt tied around his waist. Yang Mingyun listened attentively and peeked at the movements around him. There are also enemies hiding around the corner of the house past the back door. And it seems that there are more than one or two people who look.

Yang Mingyun quietly took off his shoes, in order not to make the slightest sound, and slowly touched it. The Tempest assault rifle appears to be undamaged and may still be usable. If it breaks down, then you have to entrust your life to your beloved pistol.

Yang Mingyun wanted to follow the wall to the back of the room, but the unconscious man was a little in the way, because if the guy woke up and found Yang Mingyun shouting, or picking up the "Storm" assault rifle and firing, it would be troublesome. If you want the man's confession, you just need to temporarily knock the man unconscious. However, striking with the handle of a pistol will make a sound, and the person who pins the throat will also kick and alarm other enemies.

In the current situation, there is no choice but to kill him.

Yang Mingyun touched it from behind diagonally, pulled out the hunting knife with his left hand, and pulled away the knife used for peeling. Aimed at the back of the man's head and thrust it in. In an instant, the man's whole body stiffened.

Yang Mingyun left the knife on the corpse and stepped over. Quietly walked to the corner of the house, quietly adjusted his breath, and then rushed around the corner with an arrow.

I saw two men holding "Storm" assault rifles aimed at the back door, wanting to wait for Yang Mingyun to jump out of the kitchen. Unexpectedly, Yang Mingyun suddenly appeared from behind, and couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly tried to turn the muzzle of the gun with a convulsive movement.

But Yang Mingyun didn't allow them to let out a shot. He rolled as he fired three shots in quick succession.

Yang Mingyun hit the heart of a guy in front of him with the first shot, and the second and third shots hit the left and right arms of the guy behind him respectively, and all three shots hit.

Yang Mingyun stood up slowly, without the slightest expression on his handsome face, as if it was a wood carving. Only the hands moved quickly and accurately, withdrawing the empty cartridge case and reloading it.

The two men fell to the ground, and the man who had been shot in the heart was lying on his back, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and it seemed that he could not be asked to speak.

The man with wounded arms threw away the Storm assault rifle in his hand and struggled to prop himself up on the ground with his knees and face in an attempt to get up and escape. Yang Mingyun jumped up to the man, hit the man's head with a gun handle, and knocked him unconscious.

Both men wore a bullet belt around their waists, with eight ammunition packs, each with a 30-round reserve magazine.

Yang Mingyun untied the bullet belts of the two and tied them around his waist, then picked up a "Storm" assault rifle and looked at it, the safety machine on the gun had been turned on in a fully automatic position.

Yang Mingyun pressed the butt of the gun against his waist and tried to shoot into the sky, "Click! "Click!" "Click!" Three bullets disappeared into the night sky, and the shells that popped out of the bolt of the gun fluttered.

Yang Mingyun turned off the safety of the "Storm" assault rifle and carried the gun on his right shoulder. Then he pulled out the magazine from another assault rifle and stuffed it into the pocket of his pants.

Yang Mingjun dragged the unconscious man into the crater from the lighter grenade. He got out of the crater, walked over to the man who was dead at the base of the wall, untied the bullet from the "Tempest" assault rifle and tied it around his waist, and then put his shoes on.

Yang Mingjun returned to the crater, knelt on his knees, and bent his upper body. Because of the three bullet belts around his waist, the taste of bending over is very uncomfortable.

Yang Mingyun held the pistol in his left hand and slapped the man with his right hand. When the third blow came, the man with a painful expression groaned and opened his eyes.

At this time, the sirens of police cars sounded from far and near. Yang Mingyun slapped the person lightly again, and the other party gradually woke up.

"Kill me! Give me a good time. He cried out weakly.

"Don't be afraid. You can't die. As long as you go to the hospital for treatment, you can live, you are still young. Wouldn't it be a pity to die? ”

"Let me die...... It's better to die than to let your dogs from the Ministry of State Security claw. Damn......" the man said, his hands clawing wildly. He took Mr. Yang for an agent of China's Ministry of Homeland Security.

"Let me ask you, is the Freedom and Justice League's killer training camp in the area of the manor in West Hills?"

"Don't you want to make me speak," the man shouted, gritting his teeth. Just listen to the sound of a cluck, and the mouth makes the sound of something like hard plastic being bitten. Yang Mingyun unhurriedly stretched out his right hand to pry his mouth open, the man's Adam's apple rolled a little, and he wanted to swallow something, but Yang Mingyun grabbed his throat and forcibly pulled out what he was going to swallow.

"You bastard!" The other party glared at Yang Mingyun viciously, "You wait!" You're dead! ”

"Say it! Where is that bootcamp? Yang Mingyun pinched the wound on the other party's arm and asked expressionlessly.

"It's useless if you find it! Wait! They're going to kill you bastards, and all the dog officials in the axe! The other party burst into tears in pain, gritted his teeth and said in a slightly trembling voice.

(To be continued)