9 p.m.

Venezuela, Gasras, heavy rain.

The General Police Department suddenly received a call that the son of an important member of Venezuela had been lost.

Immediately, all the police stations in Gaslas were dispatched, causing a great sensation throughout the city, and they began to search for the son of this important official.

At 9.30, a mysterious phone call was received at the home of the councillor.

The content of the call made the lawmaker almost cry.

The call was made by a man who was using a public phone booth on the outskirts of South Wale.

The man said that the son of the congressman had fallen into a certain international organ trafficking organization residing in Venezuela, and that the exact coordinates of the group's den had been reported.

The parliamentarian almost collapsed after learning the news, and held an emergency meeting overnight, and the matter fermented very quickly, and even Charles attached great importance to this vicious case.

The police department investigated the source of the call and then quickly sent personnel to the South Wali coordinates to search for it. When the police arrived at the phone booth, they found that there was no trace of the person.

The congressman was so anxious that he immediately said that no matter whether the phone call was true or not, he would crack down on these rampant international criminals.

At 9:50 p.m., the Venezuelan side quickly dispatched.

30 military helicopters, 30 dual-purpose combat armored vehicles, and 2,800 fully armed troops, simultaneously headed for the dense primeval forest on the border with Gaslas.

During this period, many Venezuelan officials called the parliamentarians one after another, some saying that the source was suspicious and that his son had not fallen into the hands of a criminal organization, while others even said that there was no criminal organization at that coordinate and that the phone was lying about the situation.

But at this time, the parliamentarians were already so anxious that they couldn't listen to half a minute.

The parliamentarian said that Venezuela is a quiet country, and any international criminals must be severely cracked down on and will not be tolerated!

This was not only to save his son, but also to put the country in order.

……

In a villa in Gaslas, in a room.

Jiang Yang sat on the sofa and watched the news on TV.

A reporter was standing in the rain to report, and the gunfire continued behind him: the Venezuelan side found a den of a criminal organization in the border area of Gaslas, and found criminals who wanted to escape, and the two sides immediately started an exchange of fire. This group of criminals seems to have received the news in advance and took precautions in advance, and at this time they were fighting with the Venezuelan side, and the scene was extremely tragic.

Some criminals wanted to escape, but they were successfully intercepted by the commission.

According to incomplete statistics, more than 100 people were injured and 16 were killed.

How many people have been saved, how many people in which country, how many men and how many women have been saved, and so on.

The phone rings.

Jiang Yang picked up the remote control and turned off the TV, and pressed answer.

Zu Shengdong's voice came: "Boss, the cargo ships they fled from were scrapped by the brothers, and now let the party block them, and the two sides are fighting." Some of the hostages have been released, and some are in another den, but the traffickers don't have the energy to hurt the hostages now, and they are all safe."

Jiang Yang nodded slightly: "You pay attention to concealment, don't expose it."

"Understood."

Zu Shengdong said, "Boss, one of the people we imprisoned ran away."

Jiang Yang was slightly silent and said, "Run, run." Use the identity of "suana" to hand over those people to the party to deal with. After all, on other people's territory, their own family affairs, teach them to solve their own problems."

"That's right."

Jiang Yang leaned back on the sofa, took the phone and said, "Put that little young master back, the time has dragged on for too long, and the leader is afraid that he should be in a hurry."

Hanging up the phone, a figure dangled in the doorway.

Jiang Yang glanced at it: "If you want to enter, come in."

Bancun held the door frame with both hands and poked his head out

Hehe smiled, "Brother."

"I'm not your brother."

Jiang Yang lit a cigarette: "Let's call me Mr. Jiang."

……

Night, Australia.

In a huge, empty room, the sound of "bang bang" is endless.

There was a shirtless man in front of a sandbag with a diameter of 80 centimeters.

The man has a nail in his left ear, a streamer on his forehead, a fierce gaze, and his fists are tied with gauze, and he keeps hitting the sandbag, and as the fist point falls, a deep groove immediately appears on the sandbag, and the shaking amplitude is very large.

Dark blue shorts with knee pads, thick leg hair, bare feet.

The crotch cloth suddenly exerted force, the spine twisted like a centipede, and the knee of the right leg hit the sandbag like lightning, making a dull sound.

On the man's back, a thick arm is tattooed.

The arm stretched out from the waist, and the green veins suddenly appeared, until the neck, five fingers grasped a roaring green dragon.

The tattoos on the back are lifelike, the arms are thick and powerful, but the green dragon is like a loach.

If you look closely, it is the underground emperor of Australia Province at this time.

Not far from him stood four sparring partners wearing protective suits and holding steel plates.

The sparring partner holds his arms against the steel plate and bends his legs in a defensive position.

Hua Youdao was covered in sweat, holding the swaying sandbag with both hands, and then looked at the sparring partners.

"Hoo ......"

Hua Youdao adjusted his breathing and crooked his neck.

Suddenly, his left ankle turned slightly, his waist strength was concentrated again, and his right leg kicked hard against the steel plate.

"Bang!!"

One of the sparring partners took three steps back and slammed into the wall.

I saw that the steel plate, which was three centimeters thick, had been recessed deep at this time, but Hua Youdao's right foot was not damaged at all.

"Bang!!"

Another kick, Hua Youdao kicked on a steel plate again, and the dull sound of bones hitting metal was a little weird, which made people get goosebumps when they heard it.

This is a compulsory course for Muay Thai advancement.

Strengthens bones.

Hua Youdao has been obsessed with street fighting since he was a child, and fights are a common thing.

Since leaving Huazhou, he has been crazy about strengthening his physical fitness, and he has to practice Muay Thai almost every day on weekdays.

The elbows, knees, and punches and kicks made Hua Youdao feel the thrill of Muay Thai.

He enjoys the feeling of getting his heart racing.

Aocheng is a place full of dangers.

Hua Youdao knows very well that only by allowing himself to have an absolutely strong physique can he survive here more safely.

Sometimes, putting your life in the hands of your bodyguard is a very passive thing.

"Hoo ......"

A drop of sweat slipped from the center of his eyebrows, Hua Youdao's eyes were suddenly sharp, and his right leg was suddenly raised.

"Smack!"

The sparring partner took a few steps back, his arms numb from the shock, and he almost got out of his hand.

"Bang!!"

Another leg, the last steel plate was also kicked and deformed, Hua Youdao gave up, gasped and walked to the side, picked up the cup and took a sip of water.

Fan Si saw Hua Youdao coming, and hurriedly got up and said, "Hua Shao, something happened."

Hua Youdao's chest rose and fell, and he removed the bandage on his hand: "Say."

"The water ghosts and those people were copied in Venezuela!"

Fan Si said anxiously.

Hua Youdao turned his head to look at Fan Si: "Water ghost? Which water ghost?"