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A few days later, Tang Xin and Zhang Pengyun arrived in Seoul.

The two stayed in an ordinary hotel. This kind of small hotel only cares about making money and seldom asks about the identity of the guests. In addition, Tang Xin speaks fluently, outsiders can't see any doubts from the two of them.

It was pouring rain outside, and it was freezing cold. Tang Xin and Zhang Pengyun were sitting opposite each other in the double room, discussing the action plan while eating the special kimchi noodles.

"Bangziguo has more than [-] gang organizations with nearly [-] members. There are nearly [-] large-scale such organizations in Seoul, many of which are international gang organizations, such as the Yamaguchi-gumi, the Sumiyoshikai, the Eros Maga faction, and the Yakut faction. organize."

Tang Xin's mouth was full of flour paste, and he kept wiping it with a tissue. As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Pengyun laughed and said, "Sure enough, in a country where the rule of law is more min zhu and more free, gangsters are more rampant."

Tang Xin nodded approvingly.

Why are the internationally famous gangster organizations located in Europe and the United States?The mafia is known all over the world.

In the final analysis, the social system gave them the living space.

Everything pays attention to the law, which is fundamentally different from Huaxia.

If Tang Xin finds an agent to commit commercial crimes, even if there is no connection on the books, and no witnesses are left, as long as the judiciary "grasps" the situation, Tang Xin will not be able to escape. In the legal system, the evidence must be conclusive, and witnesses and physical evidence are indispensable.

Because of the differences in the judicial system, we often see criminal leaders who have escaped from their shells in European and American movies, and we see criminals who are known to passers-by but are at large. This is impossible in China. When a criminal group is angry with everyone, no one I will care about whether the evidence is sufficient, and going to court is just a trial.

Zhang Pengyun sat cross-legged, holding tableware that looked like a bowl or a plate in his hand, gulped down the noodles with chopsticks, exhaled hot air and asked, "Then we want to provoke gangsters to fight, and then involve He Tianci?"

Tang Xin shook his head and said, "First of all, He Tianci's identity must be kept secret. If he is the leader of a local gangster, the Bangzi police may not let him out. He Tianci must be useful in the hands of the Bangzi police."

"Then what to do?"

Tang Xin said: "Every country will suppress gangsters, and Bangzi is no exception. Therefore, Bangzi gangsters have also entered the era of putting on legal cloaks. In the past, they used to lend usury, collect debts, open casinos, and collect protection fees. The survival mode is gradually going away, replaced by direct investment in entertainment venues such as wine and nightclubs, and also involved in construction and real estate development, performing arts, job introduction, etc. In the final analysis, it is all for survival, that is, for making money, no one Violent maniac, if this person is. Then he can't survive in the modern gang. I don't know if you have heard of the Yijinhui incident that happened to Bangzi."

Zhang Pengyun thought for a while and said, "I have heard a little bit that gangsters have infiltrated the campus. Young members must study well and be able to fight. The conditions are quite high."

Tang Xin knocked on the table.Said: "Look, gangsters are also transforming. To keep up with the times, talents are needed. Wisdom is the key, and being able to fight is second. Therefore, to provoke gang fights, we must set up a situation of conflict of interest. In such a situation, we I am not familiar with the place in Seoul, so it cannot be completed in a short period of time.”

Zhang Pengyun nodded approvingly, and said unoptimistically, "Then how should we get the gangsters to get He Tianci involved?"

Tang Xin took out his mobile phone and called up a map of Seoul, which appeared in Zhang Pengyun's eyes. He pointed to a nightclub on a block and said, "This is the headquarters of the Seven Stars Club, a well-known gangster in Seoul. They are involved in industries other than investing in entertainment venues. , and smuggling, let’s step on the field tonight.”

Since there are gangsters, the Bangzi police will of course pay close attention to them and record the gangster information in the police system. Tang Xin has already obtained this information from Chris.

Stepping on the field?

Zhang Pengyun was fearless in this job, but he still frowned and said, "Shall we go with bare hands?"

Tang Xin smiled and nodded.

"Mr. Tang, we are not making a movie. The Kung Fu agent picks up hundreds of guns. In reality, the probability of this happening is very small."

Tang Xin knew what the other party was worried about, so he said: "In general gang conflicts, you don't know how to use guns, and only when it rises to the level of annexation or assassination of the leader will you use guns. Let's go, step on them first, and then give They send money."

"Send money? In what capacity are we going?"

Zhang Pengyun was very curious.

Tang Xin smiled inscrutably and said: "Tonight, you and I are members of the Xinglong Association, a gangster gang in the United States. One is the young master and the other is a personal bodyguard. We came to Seoul to discuss smuggling business with Bangzi."

Zhang Pengyun laughed, wiped his mouth and said, "That's good, I was originally a bodyguard."

"No, you are the young master, and I am the bodyguard."

Tang Xin showed a sly smile, Zhang Pengyun's smile froze, and he said in surprise, "Here, Mr. Tang, if you are a bodyguard, what happens when you face a physical conflict?"

"Don't worry, the reason why you are a young master is that you can't speak good words. I negotiate with the other party, which is not only a kind of our high profile, but also prevents you from being exposed when you speak. Of course, since we are a gangster in the United States, you can speak English." It's logical, but as a bodyguard, you must be able to speak well, otherwise, aren't we idiots here?"

......

When day and night change, Seoul lights up, and several cars stop in front of the nightclub run by Seven Star Club. There are black-clothed security guards at the entrance with solemn expressions. When a serious man in a suit and leather shoes walks in, the security guards on both sides will bend down at ninety degrees respectfully. Shout out big brother.

In a sense, the gang organization system is a feudal system, with strict hierarchy and orderly hierarchy.

A black modern car parked steadily at the entrance of the nightclub, attracting the attention of two security guards in black.

A young man came out from the driver's seat, dressed in a slim and elegant black suit, with gloves on his hands, and a serious and calm expression. It was Tang Xin.

He walked around the front of the car, walked to the rear door and opened it with a slight bow.

Zhang Pengyun, who had a sleek back with a sleek back, got out of the car with a suitcase, pulled a spotless black nylon coat with one hand, and wore a beige suit inside. The black and white visual contrast made him destined to attract attention.

Tang Xin closed the car door and walked in front of the indifferent Zhang Pengyun. Two security guards in black outside the nightclub stepped forward and raised their hands to stop them: "This place is not open for business."

This place is the headquarters of the Seven Stars Club, where members of the organization gather, and it is not open to the public.

Tang Xin looked calm, and said in a deep voice: "Our young master wants to see Cui Pingxiao."

The two security guards in black looked at each other.The other party actually asked to see the president of the Seven Stars Club by name?

"We'll never meet strangers."

As soon as the person on the left opened his mouth, the pupils of the two security guards in black shrank slightly, and a palm seemed to block the sun in their sight.Enlarged in the eyes, it quickly covered their faces, and at the same time, their bodies fell back and fell heavily.

bang bang

The two security guards in black lay on their backs and fell to the ground, the back of their heads hitting the cement sidewalk with a dull sound.Two streams of blood flowed out from the bottom of his head, and he passed out on the spot.

Tang Xin pressed his left and right hands on their faces, his knees bent and his body slowly straightened up.

Zhang Pengyun's face did not change, but he was really surprised.

Just now, Tang Xin grabbed the faces of the two security guards in black with both hands, and at the same time rushed forward to push them to the ground.The movement was done in one go, which shocked him.

It seemed that this bodyguard might be better at fighting than him.

Tang Xin adjusted the wrinkled collar with both hands, and walked towards the interior of the nightclub with a calm expression.

Someone in the nightclub heard the noise outside, walked out with doubts on his face, and bumped into Tang Xin head-on.

"We want to see Cui Pingxiao."

The member of the organization looked over Tang Xin and Zhang Pengyun behind him, and saw two black-clothed security guards lying unconscious on the road outside the door.Suddenly his complexion changed drastically.He yelled behind him: "Someone is here to make trouble! Someone who hurt us!"

After he finished yelling, he turned around and wanted to show his teeth and claws to attack Tang Xin, but as soon as he turned his face, a hand pressed his cheek, his body turned suddenly, and his whole body hit the wall of the corridor.Tang Xin let go of his hand, and the man fell from the wall slowly and limply.

More than 30 people rushed out of it.Fortunately, there was a five-person-wide passage, which did not allow the opponent to form an encirclement.Facing gang members who attacked in groups, Tang Xin handled it with ease.

Someone punched, Tang Xin blocked the opponent's fist with one hand, and punched the opponent's arm joint with a backhand, a scream sounded, the opponent's forearm drooped irregularly, fell limply on the ground, hugged his arm and cried bitterly.

Someone raised his leg and flew towards him, and the air was accompanied by the opponent's furious shouts. Tang Xin took a step sideways, clamped the opponent's right leg inside his arm, twisted his body on the spot, and threw the opponent directly on the wall. There was a huge shock, leaving a scarlet bloodstain on the wall, and the man fell into a coma with his head bleeding.

The people behind swarmed up, Tang Xin saw the tricks, and dealt with the punches with ease, and within a moment, more than a dozen gangsters fell beside the calm Tang Xin.

Standing not far behind Tang Xin, Zhang Pengyun, who was silently watching all this, was so shocked that he was speechless.

Obviously dressed in a gentle and elegant attire, but when Tang Xin made a move, it was simple and rude.

Fast, accurate, violent, it's that simple.

A wine bottle flew in the air, and the target was Tang Xin's head. When the sneak attacking bottle flew in front of him, he firmly grasped it, and then knocked it on the head of the nearest person.

slam

The wine and blood were mixed together, bursting and splashing.

Tang Xin, who was still holding the top of the wine bottle, pierced the half-sharp tip of the broken wine bottle on the face of the person approaching on the right.

Ah!

Blood flowed profusely, and the tip of the broken wine bottle that pierced into the flesh disfigured the man's face, accompanied by several streaks of blood, looking hideous like a ghost.

Screams, bumps, noises, moans, cries...

In less than 10 minutes, in the lobby on the first floor of the nightclub, more than 30 big men fell to the ground, all losing their combat effectiveness.

When the chaos intensified, the neon-flashing hall on the first floor stopped the music and brightened the lights.

On the dance floor, leaning against the pole, a group of strippers shrieked and hid behind a stage, poking half their heads out of their faces to observe the development of the situation.

"stop!"

A rough voice came from the second floor.

Tang Xin was standing on the edge of the hall on the first floor. He had already stopped because he had no opponent.At this time, he had already adjusted his slim suit, his expression was indifferent, and there was no trace of a fight left on him.

Zhang Pengyun sat on the single sofa half a meter behind Tang Xin, with his suitcase at his feet, his hands on the armrests of the sofa, his legs raised, exuding an invisible aura in a tepid way.

On the other hand, Tang Xin restrained his sharpness, stood calmly, with his eyes downcast, and his hands in fighting gloves folded in front of his lower abdomen.

Upstairs, a group of people came down, the leader was about 40 years old, with a horrible scar on his right face, followed by more than 20 people, all about 30 years old, all seemed to be key members of the Seven Stars Club, and this leader The person is Cui Pingxiao, the president of the Seven Stars Club! (to be continued)