With a shot from Fox, the window on the roof of the target building cracked, and Landau slammed on the accelerator and drove the Fox into the car straight to the target.

The vehicle stopped at the door of the target house, and Landau lowered his head to avoid the gunfire.

Fawkes, who had been prepared for a long time, shot at the guards at the door with a UZI in one hand.

Holding the modular M4, Landau opened the car door, lit the camera, and harvested the gangsters upstairs.

Fawkes threw away the bulletless micro-charge and pulled out his rifle from behind and poured fire at the doorway.

Landau pointed at the gangster who was shooting the probe with precision, "Cover me, don't waste time." ”

Under the pouring of Fox's raging firepower, Landau ran to the door and looked inside to check the situation.

The corridor is long and narrow, with a door closed on each side.

Turn back to greet Fawkes and wait until she steps forward, "I'm in front, you're behind." ”

Landau, who was going in with a gun, heard heavy breathing in the room on the left and right.

Gesticulating silently, Landau kicked open the door on the right and fired towards the room.

Restraining the gangsters in the house, Landau pulled the bolt of the grenade and rolled gently towards the occupancy.

Closing the door, the gangsters on the left have been cleaned up by Fox.

The sound of a grenade explosion was heard, and Landau gestured to Fawkes, opening the door to count the enemies.

Landau, who walked back to the hallway, nodded to Fawkes, and touched it upstairs one after the other.

The shotgun-wielding gangster rushed out of the corner of the stairs and was mercilessly harvested by Landau, who had long heard his footsteps.

"There's no one left, it's the vault on the top floor." Landau took out a small packet of C4 from his bosom and glued it to the iron door.

Standing a few steps away, Landau asked, "How much time do we have?" ”

"Five minutes to go."

Landau pressed the detonator, and the iron door was blown open, "Then we have to hurry." ”

Not to Landau's surprise, there were only shivering financial personnel in the vault.

Taking the key that he took the initiative to hand over, Landau asked casually, "Where is the account book of Kazakh Viktor?" ”

Looking at the financial line, there are mountains of ledgers stacked on the table.

Destroying the surveillance and removing the hard drive of the financial computer, Landau pointed a gun at the finance, "I'll discuss it with you." ”

The treasurer threw the ledger into the car, Landau put down the muzzle of the gun, and said to the treasurer, "With a word, Pushkin greeted him." ”

Leaving the finances alone in the wind, Landau carries Fawkes back to the base.

The people who had already completed the looting mission were already waiting in the conference room.

Landau praised, "Very good, it seems that everyone is very efficient." ”

"Christian, it's up to you next." Landau brought the money and ledger to him, "Wash the money and figure out their accounts." ”

Landau, who was sitting in the meeting position, crossed his chin with his hands and said calmly: "I want to use the money of the Russian gangsters to say hello to them." ”

Christian turned the pen, "I'll figure out these accounts as soon as I can." ”

"What? My ledger has been robbed! Kazakiv Viktor punched the sandbag in front of him and turned around in disbelief.

Grabbing the reporter by the collar, Kazakh Viktor lifted him into the air and asked, "Who did that?" ”

The man who was caught trembled and replied intermittently, "Finance..... Finance says, Boss Pushkin greets you. ”

Kazakiv Viktor threw the man into the air, "Pushkin? He's arrogant, but he doesn't dare to provoke me. ”

Taking the cigar handed over by the younger brother and taking a deep breath, Kazakev Viktor punched the sandbag, "But it was because of him that I suffered the loss!" ”

"He must give me an explanation for this." Kazakiv Viktor had a gloomy face, "Find the living finances and ask them clearly." ”

Kazakh Viktor kicked the sandbag and said coldly: "If you don't know if you can't ask, you can get into the sandbag yourself." ”

The sandbag hit the pillar and fell to the ground, oozing bright red blood.

Smudged ink smeared the entire conference room, and Landau walked in with a radiant Fawkes in his arms.

"You've figured out all the ledgers?" Landau asked.

Christian pointed to the documents on the table, "They didn't make fake accounts at all, I just need to sort out the tax relationship." ”

Landau scanned the surroundings, on the walls, on the table, full of numbers, "What are these numbers?" ”

"Something is wrong with Kazakiv Viktor's accounts, I'm still working on it." Christian pointed to the tallest pile of papers and reached for the pen on his chest.

Landau walked to the highest pile of documents in confusion, "Isn't Kazakh Viktor the purest gangster?" Kidnapping, intimidation, drug trafficking. ”

"Not really," Christian said, writing down a word, handing it to Landau.

"Unknown?" Landau looked at Christian in bewilderment.

"Yes, unknown." Christian paused, "I call it X, something hidden under the accounts. ”

"This gangster, strictly speaking, is not a gangster. Their financial staff uses the bookkeeping methods of listed companies. ”

"In other words, they should actually have an account."

Landau's face changed drastically, "In other words, we may have caused some big trouble. Really?"

"Who knows?"

Landau thought about it, but fortunately he caused trouble, and it was Pushkin who planted it.

This level of planting is certainly not allowed to Kazakhs. Victor was convinced that he had to do something.

"Christian, you find out what is hidden under the accounts as soon as possible." Landau paused, "If you need anything, contact me directly." ”

Landau, who walked out of the conference room, took out his mobile phone directly and dialed Andy's phone, "My friend, I hope I didn't bother you." ”

Landau said a few words of greeting and then went straight to the point, "Do you know anyone from the IRS?" I want to make friends with them. ”

"They're a bunch of devils!" Andy paused and added, "I have a friend in New York who is not of a high rank. Hope it helps you. ”

Receiving a call from Andy, Landau dialed it directly.

"Hello, I'm Andy's friend. Landau, Addison. ”

"Oh, I know you. The one who made Andy's bastard soar. The other end of the phone was unceremonious: "Have you been targeted by the IRS?" ”

"I advise you to go and pay the money they wanted. Otherwise....." chattered on the other end of the phone and began to persuade.

"I think you've made a mistake, I'm calling to ask you." Landau paused deliberately.

Hearing that the other end of the phone was quiet, Landau said word by word: "Do you want to be my friend like Andy?" ”

"My name is Barry." Barry, on the other end of the phone, was unexpectedly calm and asked, "Where are we meeting?" ”