The film starts with the Navy SEALs

Long Zhan got a channel from Heihu, and then added another insurance.

As the behind-the-scenes big boss of a PMC company, what Long Zhan lacks most is elite subordinates and contacts, especially good at calling people to fight.

If you have an advantage, you can't waste it. If you can use it, you must use it.

At the very least, it can be used as an emergency plan, which can be used immediately in case of danger.

So Long Zhan chose to "take someone nearby", contacted the mercenary queen Bai Meigui who had just cooperated recently, and made a "small deal" after friendly negotiation with her.

White Rose has devoted herself to whitewashing, and has officially developed in Europe with the help of Long Zhan.

Some of the troops have already been pulled to Lyon.

It is less than 500 kilometers from Lyon to Paris. As long as Long Zhan makes a phone call, the masters of the mercenary group will be able to rush over in no time.

Compared with mobilizing troops from the headquarters of the giant gods, this place has an incomparably huge advantage.

Fully prepared, Long Zhan set off to meet the expert.

I took a taxi to a remote bus stop. After getting off the bus, I looked around and found nothing unusual. I sat on the platform chair and waited quietly.

Soon.

A middle-aged man wearing a hat walked slowly along the street from a distance, and finally sat on the opposite end of the chair next to Long Zhan.

There is a distance of about 1.5 meters between the two, and they seem to be two strangers who are completely irrelevant.

"Can I wait for a taxi at the bus stop?"

Long Zhan looked forward as if he was talking to himself, and what he said was very nonsensical. Normally, no one would take the initiative to answer the conversation.

The middle-aged man in the hat who sat down was different, and responded cooperatively: "Give me 10 francs, and I can call you a taxi."

The password is matched, no need to pretend anymore.

"You already know the situation, I need to know where those traffickers are." Long Zhan went straight to the point.

"You made Paris too messy, and you caused one death and one injury on the first day you came. This is too bad. Can you be more peaceful?" said the middle-aged man.

"No, my person was captured by human traffickers. The Albanians did it. Before we rescue her, there will be no peace here. If necessary, I don't mind blowing up the Eiffel Tower." Long Zhan said firmly.

"Don't forget, this is Paris, not your American New York. Are you not afraid that I will arrest you if you act so recklessly?" the middle-aged man threatened coldly.

Heihu might not have made it clear when he contacted him, but most likely he did not make it clear on purpose to cause a misunderstanding among the middle-aged people, because Long Zhan is an agent of the CIA or the FBI.

"If you thought you could catch me easily, you wouldn't sit here and talk to me." Long Zhan said disdainfully.

"Don't forget who you are talking to." The middle-aged man said with a dark face.

"I don't know who you are, and I don't want to know, because it's unnecessary for me." Long Zhan didn't accept this at all.

"It was intentional and necessary."

The middle-aged man reached into his collar, took out a business card and handed it over.

Long Zhan took the business card and read while looking at it: "General Directorate of Internal Security, Deputy Minister of Counterintelligence Vivek Kondrao, the title is not small."

After reading it, he casually stuffed the business card into his pocket without paying attention to the "national unit" on it.

Too lazy to fight this guy anymore, he opened the skylight and said bluntly: "I don't want to turn Paris upside down, tell me where the Albanians are, and I will leave as soon as I find my people."

Vivek Condreau really wanted to arrest Long Zhan immediately, but he didn't want to offend his elder brother, the US intelligence agency.

I could only suppress my discomfort and said: "They came from the east, about six or seven years ago, there were only 15 to 20 people, and no one took them seriously.

But now they have grown several times, and we don't even know how many of them there are, let alone where their nests are. "

"Then where can I find them?" Long Zhan asked with a frown.

"I can't give you an accurate answer now, but I can go back and organize people to investigate for you. During this period, you'd better not mess around, otherwise..."

"Okay, I have to go. When you investigate, the day lily is cold."

Long Zhan interrupted Vivek Condreau, feeling that this trip was a waste of time, too lazy to listen to his nonsense, got up and strode away.

The Albanian human traffickers have been entrenched for so many years, but they have not been cracked down by law enforcement agencies.

In the remaining 80 hours of the dragon battle, it was impossible to wait for any results.

Fortunately, Long Zhan has always understood a truth - he needs to be hardworking himself to strike an iron, and he did not pin all his hopes on this "superior".

Relying on others is just icing on paper after all, Long Zhan has prepared a preparatory action plan in advance.

Seeing Long Zhan leave, Vivek Kondrao didn't stop or chase after him, but took out his phone with a sullen face.

"The French are really tm unreliable, wasting an hour or so of me."

Long Zhan didn't know that Vivek was targeting him, so he frantically complained and turned around a few streets. Seeing that the sky had darkened, he hailed a taxi by the side of the road.

"Take me to a place with a lot of chicks, I need a cheaper one."

Long Zhan's words have already said all the elements, all the taxi drivers are city passers-by, as a man, he understands the meaning of Long Zhan's words better.

There is no need to ask any more questions, just start and drive away.

The taxi ran on the road for more than ten minutes, and the sky completely darkened. On the side of the road under the dim neon lights, women in sexy and cool clothes began to appear.

These women are not trying to hitch a ride, but a profession that exists in almost all countries——

street girl!
In layman's terms, it is chicken.

The reason why Long Zhan took a taxi and asked the driver to take him to the place where the chickens were flooded was to find the broken clues.

What the Albanians are doing is abducting and trafficking women, and then forcing them into prostitution by means of forced drug use.

Since the women trafficked and captured by them will eventually become street girls, then as long as they start from the street girls, they will definitely find Albanians.

At least the chicken head can be drawn out.

The chickens under Jitou's hands are usually imported goods. Since they are goods, there will be a source of goods, and the Albanian human traffickers who specialize in trafficking happen to take on this role.

As long as you can catch a chicken head, you can get the purchase location from him, and you may find the lair of the Paris traffickers.

Long Zhan's plan is very perfect, as to whether it will work or not, it depends on the effect.

"Okay, just stop here."

Long Zhan asked the taxi to stop at an inconspicuous roadside, paid the fare and got out of the car. He didn't rush up to find the chicken, but first found a hidden place to look at.