Yellow-green chlorine poured into the safe house, and because the chlorine was denser than air, it looked like a yellow-green waterfall was hanging from above the door frame.

Li Ang waved his hand to signal his companions to go farther, holding the rubber hose in his left hand, and Shi Shiran took out the full-coverage respirator from the backpack bar with his right hand and put it on himself.

Through the respirator, he shouted in an urn, "If you want to live, open the door yourself!" ”

The metal door of the side room has been twisted and cracked by a grenade, and a large amount of toxic gas has poured in in an instant.

Soon, the sound of hard breathing and coughing came from the room,

"Ahem."

"Ahem, ahem."

"Shhhh Shhhh

Downstairs in this safe house are warehouses and factories, and Tamar Rihadi, who is extremely desperate, naturally considers the problem of toxic gas leakage and prepares seven or eight different models of gas masks in the safe house.

The problem is that there are not only Tamar Riadi and his cronies in the room, but also a dozen people, including Santos....

Soon, the room was filled with the sound of shouting, abusive, arguing and beating in Filipino.

"Bang Bang Bang",

Gunshots rang out, the metal door of the side room was forcibly pushed open, and three or four people (some of them with blood on their clothes) tumbled out of the room.

Since the number of gas masks is limited, those who did not grab the masks had to fight to the death for their lives, open the alloy gate, and surrender to Li Ang in exchange for the last chance of life.

The faces of these people were distorted, their eyes were squinted, their mouths and noses were covered, and their steps staggered towards the main entrance.

With the last bit of strength, he turned the ring handle of the alloy gate and opened the door.

The door was wide open, and fresh air poured in.

Leon removed the rubber hose, closed the valve, and put the chlorine container in the backpack compartment while retreating behind the wall by the gate wall.

The few people who opened the door were already delirious and couldn't open their eyes, so they could only stagger and fall on the edge of the door frame.

Before they could enjoy the sweet and pure air, they were sieveed by a few bullets from behind.

The shooters were naturally the loyal thugs of Tamar Riadi who rushed out of the side room.

These thugs are wearing gas masks, but they are quite desperate inside,

Eighty or ninety brethren died in such an unknown way, and the opponent was just a small team of S.W.A.T. that had been broken up.

Now, it is no longer the special operations forces who are caught in the urn, but themselves.

"Dadada"

The gunmen fired at the open door while pulling Tamar Riadi and Santos Aquino, who were also wearing gas masks, and retreated to another room on the right side of the safe house.

It's a pity that Leon won't give them this opportunity.

He pulled out the grenade launcher, leaned it against the door frame, and fired a grenade at the thugs.

The grenade exploded through the chlorine smoke with a thud, sending the gang members flying like burlap bags.

Leon put away the grenade launcher, took out his rifle, leaned against the door frame and fired accurately, headshots the still alive gangsters one by one.

Only Tamar Rihadi, who has a Mediterranean hairstyle, and Santos Aquino, who is wearing a black suit, are left.

Tamar Rihadi, who was hit head-on by the blast wave, clearly felt that her ribs were broken several times, and she lost sensation in one arm and two thighs.

He rolled over with difficulty, breathing hard, as he watched Leon slowly walk into the room and raise the muzzle of his gun towards himself.

Four gunshots rang out, and Tamar Rihadi's elbows and knees were pierced by bullets.

Under the severe pain, his forehead instantly sweated heavily.

For a long time, I didn't think it hurt like this now.... Thinking so, he fainted.

Leon put down his gun, he had completed the task of eliminating 100 gang members, and it was only a matter of time before Tamar Riadi died of blood loss.

The only thing that needs to be dealt with now is Santos Aquino, who was also affected by the shock wave and was lying on the ground struggling to breathe.

Trample.

Leon stepped on the back of Santos' hand, and the military boots were slightly forced, only to hear the sound of "click",

Santos' little finger and ring finger were broken by a hard step, and Leon was still twisting the ball of his foot, crushing Santos's fractured part.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, under the severe pain, Santos's body curled up like a lobster, his face was flushed, his eyes were red, and his wide open mouth could not make a sound.

Leon slowly raised the soles of his feet, bent down, grabbed the collar of Santos' suit, and asked indifferently, "Tell me, your worth." ”

"I, I have a lot of money."

"I don't care about money." Leon shook his head. The $300,000 in cash that Liu Wuxian gave him alone was enough for him to use for a while, and Santos didn't carry much cash with him.

"My brother is Cruz, Cruz Aquino, ahem, aren't you S.W.A.T. trying to hold me hostage and threaten my brother."

Santos endured the severe pain and said in a panic: "He loves me very much, believe me, as long as you send him my video, he will suspend the attack on Marawi City..."

"I'm sorry, I don't care about that either."

Leon tilted his head and examined Santos, his sharp gaze constantly sweeping the neck of the latter, as if to see from which angle to strike.

"I, I know a lot of powerful people, you know, very powerful."

Santos swallowed hard and said with difficulty: "They are the few people who really stand at the top of the pyramid to rule human society, manage human society, and make rules for the operation of human society."

Financiers, industrialists, monopolies, oligarchs, chaebols, capital giants, top magnates.... I serve them.

In this network of relationships, you only need to leak a little insignificant resources to help you reach the sky in one step. ”

"Oh?"

Li Ang had to admit that he was a little interested in this, and said indifferently: "I don't think that the younger brother of a garbage rebel leader in a poor country can have a connection with the so-called 'top magnates'. ”

Santos breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, didn't dare to lie, and said honestly: "In the past, this was naturally impossible.

But half a year ago, I joined a very secretive multinational organization through a friend I met as a wealthy heir when I was studying in the UK.

That organization, called Epiphany. ”

“....”

Leon's eyes narrowed, and he said lukewarmly, "Go on." ”

Santos let out a cloudy breath, endured the pain in his fingers, and said, "That organization has an extremely long history, and its members are all top elites all over the world.

A small minion like me, who is only connected to a rebel army in the Philippines, naturally cannot become a full member.

However, "

Santoston paused, and continued: "Those who are high above always need people at the bottom to do some dirty work for them that is not easy to do in person. ”

Li Ang raised his eyebrows, "For example?" ”

"Production of compounds."

"As a peripheral member, I'm in charge of liaising with gang leaders like Tamar Riadi in the Philippines and entrusting them with the production of some special compounds called 'Epiphany'. ”

Then, Santos informed Leon of the characteristics of epiphany and its secondary products.

"The worst quality products, called Epiphany1, are the ones you see in the factory warehouse downstairs. It is the organization that asks us to sell to those poisonous insects at the bottom of society. Only seek to proliferate, not to make money. ”

"A more upscale product, called Epiphany 2. These compounds are prepared under more stringent conditions, making only a little at a time, but the effect is also more intense. It was in a metal box in the next bedroom. ”

"The organization attaches great importance to each batch of Epiphany 2 produced and has a special arrangement."

"But because of his self-assertion and disrupting the organizational arrangement, my brother came to the rescue, and he was bound to grab this batch of goods."

Leon interrupted: "Wait, if it's really like you said, the powerful people who rule the world ask you to produce Epiphany1 and 2, then why don't they use their own network to set up a few super-large factories somewhere in Africa or South America, and then send all the goods to all parts of the world?"

But like now, all the production factories are scattered all over the world? ”

"The only organizational requirement for the epiphany series of products is to spread and spread as quickly and efficiently as possible."

Santos replied: "Due to geography and transportation, a large number of low-level processing plants around the world are far more efficient at the level of communication than a few giant factories.

Moreover, the prerequisite for the preparation of epiphany 2 is that a large amount of epiphany 1 is required for purification.

Therefore, the Epiphany 2 produced in each batch of low-level processing plants is limited and special. ”

I see.

Li Ang knew this in his heart and asked, "Where was this batch of goods on hand by Tamar Riadi originally going to be delivered?" ”

Santos hesitated for a moment and said, "Yin City." ”