Ye Suqin was pulled in the middle of the night.

They arranged for him a single room, which was a little more than five square meters, about the size of a pigeon cage, and had an extra television set than a cell; I can't find any channels, so I can only watch TV and movies stored inside. This treatment, to be honest, is no different from that of a prisoner.

As soon as I lay down and fell asleep, the door was pushed open.

Ye Suqin was very alert, and before the door was opened, the person had already sat up. It was Wade who pushed the door, and no one came in, beckoning to him from afar.

"There is a business that needs to be run, just you and me, hurry up and pack up, and we will set off immediately."

Ye Suqin didn't have anything to clean up, so he rinsed his mouth, wiped his face and followed.

"What business?" Ye Suqin asked.

"You'll know when you get there." Wade kept his mouth tight, and just hurried forward.

The two came to the underground garage, got into a car directly, and the driver stepped on the accelerator and left.

There was a briefcase in the back seat of the car, and Wade patted the bag and said, "Some belongings, take this time to familiarize yourself with them." ”

Ye Suqin opened his briefcase, and there was a stack of Philippine pesos, a passport, a Hong Kong passport, and a Hong Kong ID card. The avatar is his own, but the name column has the word Rong Jinhao written on it.

Ye Suqin teased: "This efficiency is leveraged." "After a good night's sleep, the people got all the documents ready.

Also in the briefcase was a bundle of rubber rope, a black hood, a military machete, a map, and a notepad. A satellite phone and a badly worn miscellaneous mechanical watch.

"Put the strap on, there are encrypted channels inside, and you can make short calls within two kilometers." Wade showed him how to press the watch button to be able to talk, and the voice was soft, but very clear and easy to conceal. It's much more upscale than an air headset, and it's much easier to use.

There is also a Glock17 in the mezzanine, with two real-loading magazines.

This posture is not like going to complete the task, but like rushing to rob and kidnap.

Ye Suqin skillfully opened the sleeve and personally inspected the gun. I tested the strength of the spring and glanced at the rifling again. Seventy percent new, naturally old, after hundreds of bullets, the state is the best at the moment, after the run-in period, without losing accuracy.

"Good gun." Ye Suqin exclaimed.

Wade's brows jumped, and he didn't move. Whether a gunman is horizontal or not, just look at the posture of the gun. At first glance, this little guy is a ruthless man who touches a gun all year round.

The road was unhindered and came to a pier.

The head of the joint was already impatient to wait, and when he saw the people coming, he beckoned, dragged a big fly out of the beach, and led them to gallop on the sea.

After more than half an hour of driving, a Filipino fishing boat floated on the water, and the people on it dropped the rope ladder, and the two climbed up with the rope ladder.

A few fishermen didn't talk nonsense, arranged a room for them and went out, without saying a word the whole time. The cabin was a little cramped, and with a strong fishy smell, very thick and pungent, ordinary people couldn't stay at all. There were two hammocks hanging from one side of the wall, and Wade climbed into them and slept.

The journey was monotonous, and by the time we got to the Philippine waters, it was already dark.

The fishing boat docked at the fishing port, Ye Suqin and Wade followed the fishermen to get off the boat, outside, Wade made a call with a roadside phone booth, put coins in, and the microphone was hung up by him as soon as it was connected, so after two times, Ye Suqin knew that the other party was reporting safety.

Waving to stop a taxi, there are all kinds of taxis in the Philippines, there are blue, yellow, white, and so on. Yellow is a special airport car, which has a high safety factor, and white is an urban car, which is justified in slaughtering passengers.

Ye Suqin stopped this common white Toyota car on the market. The driver, who was a local, spoke half-baked Mandarin, asked them where to go.

Wade casually said an address and beckoned Ye Suqin to get in the car.

As soon as the car drove out of the port, it turned a corner, and the driver on it changed. Wade held the steering wheel in one hand and pulled a photo out of his jacket pocket with the other and handed it over.

"The mission objectives of this trip."

The co-pilot was sitting with Ye Suqin at the moment, he tilted his neck and supported his head with one hand, looking at the posture not like he was here to perform a mission, but like he was here for a vacation. He took it, glanced at it twice, and handed it back.

The photo shows a chubby administrative official, looking at the epaulettes, the grade seems to be quite high, and judging by the skin color and appearance, he should be a native Malay.

"Don't say anything else, if something happens, take it by yourself, no official will recognize this operation, of course, whether your father is willing to recognize your son or not, that's another matter."

"Also, being alone behind enemy lines, just the two of us, there is no support, so don't have unrealistic illusions. We belong to the duck shelf, I haven't done any tacit training before, this mission is quite tricky, so you'd better be smart, follow me, let's sneak in, get people out, ask for information and leave here. ”

"I'm in charge of kidnapping people, you're in charge of keeping guards, and when people come, knock on their watches and knock them three times."

Ye Suqin's chilling sneer counted as a response.

It's not the first time I've done it, and I still need you to teach, besides, it's hard to say who is a burden.

Cars slowly move along the glittering streets of Manila, pedestrians, taxis, and three-wheeled electric vehicles scurrying like headless flies, all kinds of noisy and noisy, looking chaotic and noisy.

The mission location is not in the city, but in the suburbs.

Wade and his gang, seeing that there are not many people and the efficiency is quite high, have locked up the suspect. The target was a senior official in charge of transport in the maritime sector, who had handled the smuggled arms. Another point is that the position he is sitting in is something that Eller has pushed up with great effort; Its purpose is self-evident.

The car is parked on the street outside a high-end residential area in the suburbs, the surrounding environment is very good, and the cars parked on the side of the road are also luxurious and new, indicating that this is a wealthy area.

A one-man high iron fence enclosed a circle, with a power grid on it, and the gatekeeper was a security guard holding Remington, a small young man with a sharp eye, patrolling the outside with a tiger's eye.

There were locals in flower shirts patrolling inside, and there was a bulge under the flower shirt, which must have been pistols.

The front is definitely not going to get in.

In an ordinary community, the security force is so large, even if it is a rich area, it is too much.

"It's full of high-ranking officials. But it's not a residence, it's a courtyard, used to hide women, have parties, or make deals that can't be put on the table. Wade didn't know where to pull out two sets of floral shirts, hot pants and beach shoes and handed them over, "Put them on." ”

The two of them packed up and walked to the doorman one after the other.

The villas are located on the hill, at the bottom of the hill, up a spiraling upward, not too steep slope, with automatic bars and other at the end, surrounded by cliffs and iron fences. At the end of the ramp was a security booth, and two security guards politely stopped them.

Wade negotiated a few words with them in Tagalog, took out the golden invitation, one of them stood politely to the side to greet them, and the other entered the pavilion, asked them on the internal phone, and then waved his hand and let them in.

The interior of the residential area is winding and quiet, and the environment is beautiful and full of tropical atmosphere, and from time to time, beautiful women of all colors in swimsuits and three-point styles giggle past them on the cobblestone paths.

On the way, a bodyguard greeted them and led them into the house, which was very large, with a large courtyard and a pool at the foot and a beach at the bottom. There is a swimming pool party taking place here, and at night the infinity pool is lit up with brilliant lights with blurry colors at intervals, and the pool is steaming like a dream.

A bonfire was lit on the beach, a bunch of people were dancing around it, dJ was at its loudest, and the ears were filled with deafening jazz music.

In the music studio, two female dJ hands who are dressed and seem to be wearing nothing are selflessly controlling the discs, constantly swaying their bodies, like crazy.

The hustle and bustle outside has nothing to do with them at the moment, they followed the reception bodyguards to the hall, the lights in the house were all turned on, the lights were bright, and a variety of delicacies were placed on the long tables, buffet mode, free to eat, bartenders and waiters shuttled among them, and on the tray were cups of high-end champagne full of fruity aromas.

There were two other bodyguards sitting on the sofa in the living room, automatic pistols placed on the coffee table very casually, and pornographic magazines in their hands.

Wade gave Ye Suqin a look, and Ye Suqin made an oK gesture.

On one side of the living room is a spiral of staircases, on which stands a man dressed in local costume, Baja, with dark skin and short stature, who at first glance is not the target but is supposed to be the owner of the house.

He was full of enthusiasm, and when he came up, he gave Wade a big hug, and then kept patting him on the back, introducing something in Tagalog, Ye Suqin couldn't understand the local dialect, but he probably knew that he should be introducing the party, the house, the woman, and the "customs" by looking at his expression.

Wade replied politely, ending the other party's long polite words. The fat and short man beckoned, and two beautiful swimsuit girls immediately stood up on the sofa, one grabbed one arm and was coquettish. Constantly rubbing the arms of the two with the waves in his chest.

"Let go of playing, and treat it as leisure today." Wade deliberately used the Helai language in front of them, Shilai is the Chinese language of Kavendi, but it is a small language, and there are not many people who know each other in a foreign country, and sure enough, the two women looked confused.

Ye Suqin understood the meaning of his words, laughed, hugged the beauty, and strode towards the pool.

Wade went to socialize, Wade's identity is not like a disguise, it seems that during the previous mission, he has cultivated a group of high-end contacts, and at this moment he is holding a glass of champagne and mediating in a group of high-rollers and wealthy businessmen.

Ye Suqin let go of playing on the edge of the pool, and he had been a young master for a few days, and he had seen a lot of bright things, so he would not lose them on the spot.

The accompanying beauty doesn't look at the hee-hee-ha accompanying play, the two eyes are slippery.

Ye Suqin didn't patronize and play, and his two eyes seemed to be inadvertently searching for targets in the crowd. Forty minutes later, Wade came out of the main building, sent away his female companion, and quietly tasted a glass of wine in the corridor alone.

Ye Suqin took out a stack of Philippine pesos, stuffed them into the girl's chest, and whispered: "I'll go get some food, you can play by yourself." ”

The girl glanced at it, and saw that it was not a dollar, but a peso, and she was immediately interested, and waved her hand weakly.

Wade began to walk out, and Ye Suqin walked into the main building with free and casual steps very tacitly, and then left through the side corridor path two minutes later.

The main building is large, consisting of three European-style buildings connected together, one high and two low. Wade was walking to the guest room on the left at the moment, and in a no-man's land, he took a few quick steps and hid in the low lawn for decoration, quietly lurking past.

The two bodyguards were guarding the door, their eyes kept patrolling, Ye Suqin walked up quickly, touched the waiter who passed by, and spilled some wine from the tray in his hand and poured it on his shirt.

The waiter hurriedly took out a hand towel to wipe it, sorry for being busy.

The vignette caught the attention of the two bodyguards, but their gaze stayed for no less than three seconds. During this time period, a dark shadow suddenly ran a few steps and climbed the eaves to sneak into the second floor of the guest room.

Ye Suqin sent the waiter away, smiled and nodded at the bodyguard in the distance, the other party chose to ignore it, Ye Suqin didn't care, but walked seemingly carelessly, looking at the scenery of the forest garden as he walked. The bodyguards didn't bother to bother him, as long as they didn't get close to the guest room.

Wade tiptoed through the corridor on the second floor of the guest room, not to mention that it was just a guest room, the room was surprisingly large, there were at least a dozen rooms in it, some of the rooms were filled with suppressed snorts, and some were unbridled screams, and obscenities were everywhere.

Wade threw a door open with wire, quickly unscrewed the handle and rushed in, picked up a metal lamp on the side, shone the fat head and big ears on the bed, and smashed the naked man down.

There was a bang, and the man didn't have time to snort, and he fell on the bed with a bloody head and fainted. The woman below had her big frightened eyes and mouth wide open to scream.

However, before the voice could be spoken, someone covered his mouth, and he could only let out a whining and mournful scream.

At this time, the sound of brilliant fireworks and a huge gun salute was heard from outside, muffling the sound inside the room.

"Cut, it's kind of interesting, well done." Wade knocked the woman unconscious with his hands and feet, looked at the colorful fireworks outside, the corners of his mouth were crooked, and he rarely praised it.

Ye Suqin handed the last peso on his body to the fireworks master, it was a Filipino uncle with a straw hat, with Erlang's legs crossed, lazily lying on the sun lounger, he just got up and set off the first wave of fireworks today, although the time required by the boss was more than twenty minutes earlier, but, who cares.

Ye Suqin stepped on the blind spot of his vision and approached the small courtyard of the guest room, and behind him was a colorful fireworks show rising up with a big handful. The bright light was particularly appealing in the dark night, and the bodyguards watched the fireworks show with their arms crossed, ignoring the slight humming and movement on the second floor, as well as the silhouette approaching quickly.

Trumpet!

A burlap bag was dropped from the second floor and smashed into the grass at the back of the house. The burlap bag let out a muffled snort, faintly showing signs of struggle. Wade jumped down and kicked the burlap bag on the bulge with just the right amount of force to knock the man unconscious again.

Someone beckoned in the distance.

It's Ye Suqin.

He had just secured a food delivery van in the back kitchen plot, and at the same time picked up the baggage he had thrown in from the fence, which contained two Glock17s, rubber ropes for tying people, and ether and other ecstasy.

With no one left and right, Wade stuffed the target into the back compartment of the van and injected the guy with an injection needle to inject anesthetic, saving him the trouble of waking up halfway.

Wade got into the car, Ye Suqin moved to the driving position, he was familiar with this area, and the work of driving naturally fell on Wade's shoulders.

Unscrewed the engine key, and with a roar, the car slowly moved and walked back the way it came.

The vehicle travels steadily, and the security guards patrolling along the way do not block it, nor do they stop to check, it seems that it is tight on the outside and loose on the inside, after all, it is a bit amateurish.

The two of them stuffed their hearts into their stomachs, listened to the hot folk songs on the radio in their ears, and babbled and hummed along.

At this moment, a group of seven people walked towards them, with a fierce momentum, each holding a long gun and a short cannon in their hands, and their eyes were fierce. The leader had long shawl hair, wore a white suit, and had bare tattoos all over his arms.

A row of street lamps on both sides of the courtyard are brightly lit, coupled with the flickering fireworks in the sky and the brilliant lights of the hall, illuminating all sides as bright as day.

The two groups looked at each other, and the long-haired man raised his hand and pointed at it, shouting, "It's them, don't let them go."