Damn?!

When I heard this siren, I was confused, what is going on? An embassy also has an alarm?

Before I could react, I heard people on both sides of the fence running towards me, shouting unintelligible words. I knew I couldn't stay any longer, so I did a backflip and jumped off the wall to escape.

I kept running out two blocks and stopped when I was sure I was safe. I sat on the side of the road, snorting and panting, only to realize that it was not an easy job to find information, and Ma Jie's position was too irreplaceable.

I called Ma Jie again and asked him to get me two Shadows for help.

I told Ma Jie about the situation on my side, and Ma Jie said yes again and again, saying that he would help me arrange it as soon as possible, and let me wait for the news. With Ma Jie in hand, I am naturally much more relieved, and the most important thing I should do now is to find a random place to drink tea, and then sleep and wait.

But I was a little unconvinced, and wanted to see how Ma Jie's shadows bypassed the alarm on the wall, so I went around again, found a café near the embassy, and sat on the second floor to observe the external environment.

My position, limited by vision, can see most of the embassy, including the gate, and then I can't see it anymore, and if Ma Jie's men enter from behind, then I can't help it.

I sat until three o'clock in the afternoon, and my coffee was refilled, and I never saw any strange characters. However, I saw a Mercedes-Benz business car with embassy license plates coming in and out, six times in and out in one afternoon, and I don't know what the hell is going on.

I sat until the evening, and I didn't see a suspicious shadow figure appear around the embassy, could it be that Ma Jie hadn't arranged for someone to come over? The coffee shop was almost closed, and I had to prepare to leave in a huff, but as soon as I got up, a message from Ma Jie came.

When I opened it, I was surprised that it was a detailed map of the interior of the embassy, as well as ways to avoid the defenses of various agencies, and the introduction of some major drug-related figures, the director and deputy director of the embassy were impressively listed, and there were more than a dozen other minions.

I'm going to rub it, it's really all-encompassing from top to bottom, and the country of Vietnam is really weird.

The head of the embassy is named Nguyen Van Chi, and the deputy head of the embassy is called Pham Van Dong.

In Vietnam, Nguyen and Pham are both surnames, and they like to add the word "Wen" in the middle of their names. Ma Jie told me that they receive goods once a week on average, and when they receive the goods, the curator or deputy curator goes there in person, and the average volume of goods each time is about 200 kilograms.

Two hundred kilograms!

This has to be put in the hands of the Chinese people, and it is enough to shoot 800 times! These bastards are so unscrupulous because they are from the embassy.

After they received the goods, they distributed them to the minions below, and then dispersed them to more stragglers, who were often from Huaxia, and then spread from them to the whole Chaoyang.

The dozen or so minions are also embassy people, standard Vietnamese. Saying that they are minions is just relative to Ruan Wenzhi and Fan Wentong, but in fact, in the eyes of those scattered drug dealers in Chaoyang District, they are all standard industry bosses.

Ma Jie also told me that when they transported drugs from the embassy, they usually took a black Mercedes-Benz business. Because it is very safe to take this car, there is no need to worry about being investigated, and ordinary police officers have no right to ask at all, which is Ye Jia's trouble.

After they go out in the car, they will pass the drugs to the skirmishers in different ways, and then let the balladeers sell them in various entertainment venues.

I thought about it carefully, but wasn't it the same business car that left six times this afternoon?

I said back and forth, what are you doing, it turns out that you are playing with this moth, what a bullshit embassy, the whole poison nest. I carefully studied all the information, and then went to discuss with Ye Jia, and determined that the curator and deputy curator could not be killed, and their death would cause diplomatic problems.

Therefore, if you want to kill, you must kill the minions, so that you can play the role of killing chickens and scaring monkeys, so that the two curators will give up selling drugs to the Chaoyang area.

Just do it, I carefully studied the method of infiltrating the embassy that Ma Jie said, it is too cumbersome, everything is an agency, and if you are not careful, you will never recover. I wondered, what is an embassy doing like a mission impossible?

However, it also shows that they are actually very weak-minded.

Eventually, I gave up on infiltrating the embassy and deciding to follow the black van carrying the drugs before waiting for an opportunity. From the next day, I drove around the embassy to study and observe the usual route of the van.

I can't study the embassy, so it's okay to study the car.

I followed it for three days, and finally figured out all its routes, and I also knew where it would deliver at a regular time every day. The time to start is obviously here, but in the past three days, Duan Dashuai has called me more than once and asked me if I am free and if it is time for me to go to his military region.

Knowing that I couldn't leave because of something, Duan Dashuai was still a little unhappy, saying how could I not believe what I said? At the beginning, he said that he would help him after picking up the old turtle, and later said that he would help him after picking up the tiger shark. Now that the tiger sharks have been dead for more than a week, is there still something wrong?

I'm also speechless, there are indeed too many things day by day.

I promised Duan Dashuai before, and I was embarrassed to lose my trust again and again, so I had to keep apologizing and asking Duan Dashuai to give me another week.

A week is enough time for me to solve this problem.

"Really a week?"

"Really a week!"

"A gentleman's word!"

"Whip the horse!"

Hanging up the phone, I breathed a sigh of relief and buried my head in my head and looked down. At this moment, I am on the roof of a house, and below is a narrow alley, just enough to pass a car. After a while, the car of the Vietnamese embassy will pass underneath.

In Chaoyang, the capital, although no one dared to check them, they were not doing a glorious business after all, so they didn't dare to be too unscrupulous, so they still tried to be as careful as possible and walked through some remote alleys.

There are actually many alleys like this in the capital, and Chaoyang is no exception.

The alleys were originally one of the cultures of the capital, but they called them hutongs here, dark and damp. I waited quietly, like a cheetah hiding in the grass ready to hunt goats.

They were four people out of the car at a time, carrying about ten kilograms of cargo.

I'm going to kill people.

Kill these four people and then snatch their goods, the Vietnamese embassy will definitely call the police, but because it is a small minion who died, it cannot be raised to a diplomatic issue, and it can only be classified as a major criminal case, which is in charge of Ye Jialai.

Of course, Ye Jia will be passive and slack off......

If they relent, that's it; If they continue to do it, then I will continue to kill people until they stop selling drugs.

After waiting for more than an hour, I finally heard the sound of a car engine.

Here it comes!

I lowered my body and stared at the alley, only to see a black Mercedes-Benz business car slowly driving dozens of meters away. Their glass was all black, but I knew there were four people sitting inside, and ten kilograms of cargo were under the seats.

The car was driving slowly, but it was getting closer.

Slowly, it finally came to me.

Now is the time!

As soon as I put my hands on the edge of the roof, my whole body plummeted, and the whirring wind blew past my ears. More than ten meters high wall, in just two or three seconds, my feet have stepped on the top of the commercial vehicle.

Bang!

There was a loud bang, and I stepped on two deep pits on the roof of the car, and the four people in the car looked up one after another, looking at the roof in horror, and no one knew what was going on. However, the driver reacted the fastest, knowing that he was attacked, he immediately stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out with a screeching sound.

I didn't stop, I reached forward, grabbed the roof with one hand, and poked hard at the windshield with the other.

Smack!

The thick windshield was completely vulnerable to my dragon-wrapping hands, and I pulled a big hole out of it. My hand got into the car, grabbed the driver by the collar, and then pulled him hard, and I dragged the man out of the car.

Then I threw it away, and the Vietnamese man's body flew out, and his head hit the wall next to him, and he was killed instantly.

The car lost control and slammed into the wall with a "bang", the bumper fell off on the spot, and the front hood flipped up.

There were loud screams from the car, but unfortunately no one could hear them in the narrow alley. I grabbed the roof of the car, swung down, and got into the car, where one of the co-pilots immediately punched me.

I grabbed his fist and twisted it vigorously, and I heard a "click", and his wrist was broken on the spot, and the screams resounded throughout the alley again. I didn't stop, and with another mixed stroke, I solved the Vietnamese monkey in the co-pilot.

There were two people sitting in the back row, and they all lunged at me, and they let out a roar of rage.

My two hands stretched out at the same time, and at the same time grabbed the throats of the two of them, and there were two soft clicks, clicks, clicks, and their heads tilted, and they died directly.

From the time I jumped down the alley to the time I dealt with the four Vietnamese monkeys, it took no more than a minute, which is within my normal range. And killing them, my heart is very happy, I really feel that the people are eliminated, what a cool word.

I took out their goods from under the seat of the car, spilled them all on the ground outside, and then used the drugs I carried with me to destroy all the drugs, but I could still leave traces at the scene - I wanted to use this method to tell the guys at the embassy that Lao Tzu is not black and black, not to rob your goods, or to look at what you are doing!

I was doing these things when I suddenly heard a rush of sirens from far and near, apparently a police car was coming.

I was shocked, what's going on?!