Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

In the early morning, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, Siam, Siam Bay, Pattaya.

In the southern coastal area, along the coastline, there are no less than a hundred neatly built brand-new villas scattered here and there.

This entire vast area of ​​nearly 2000 acres is the private territory of Queen Tris of Pattaya. It is densely covered with sentries and heavily guarded.

In the middle, like stars holding the moon, a three-story blue brick villa with a single courtyard is Moran's residence.

In the courtyard and at the main entrance of the villa, there were several men in black suits standing with stern expressions, keeping away from strangers, and with bulging bags on their waists.

At this moment, although it was already midnight, the living room of the villa was still bright and brightly lit.

Mo Lan was sitting on the sofa with a golden sword in the middle, with a stern expression and sharp eyes. Zhao Yingnan sat beside her with a sullen face.

Behind the sofa, Tang Li Gaojin and his two brothers were lined up on both sides with solemn expressions, like the second general of Heng Ha.

On the single sofa diagonally opposite, Kamada Jiro sat next to him anxiously, holding his knees with his hands, sweating profusely, and looking awkward.

Moran held a cigarette between his fingers, with a gold mouth and a black stem. This was the same style as Du Weiguo's [-]-year-old black gold. Everything he liked was a mindless and crazy obsession of Moran.

"Whoo~"

Slowly blowing out the smoke, Moran glanced at Jiro Kamada lightly, her red lips parted slightly, her tone was unusually calm, and there was no obvious emotion:

"Mr. Jiro Kamada, are you saying that Wesley was last seen in the waters near Okinawa, and the ship he was driving was sunk by a US fighter jet?"

Although Mo Lan's tone was calm, her momentum was not weak at all, especially her eyes, which were so captivating that they seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.

Jiro Kamada's back was like a thorn, he secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his tone was a little trembling:

"Yes, yes, ma'am, that's the news I found on Okinawa."

Moran did not show a panicked expression, his eyes did not even twitch, and his tone remained as steady as a rock:

"Mr. Kamada Jiro, then, after the ship was sunk, did the US military's martial law in Okinawa and Ryukyu waters relax?"

Moran's eyes were burning and his aura was very captivating. Kamada Jiro became more and more nervous, sweating like rain, and shook his head vigorously:
"No, no. In fact, everything from the Japanese waters, to the Ryukyu waters, to the Philippine Sea is blocked by US warships."

Moran frowned and his eyes became sharp:
"In this case, the American army has closed the sea and is on guard. Mr. Kamada Jiro, how did you get to Manila?"

Upon hearing this, Kamada Jiro's expression turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly explained:
"That's right, husband, ma'am, I, I was hiding in a container on a Citi Merchant ship that was carrying auto parts.

I didn't dare to come out during the journey. I didn't escape secretly until the containers were unloaded at the dock in Manila~~. "

Kamada Jiro was also smart. Before Moran could ask questions, he continued to explain:
"The reason why I know that the US warship sealed the sea is because the freighter was stopped several times on the way, and every time Citizen soldiers boarded the ship to search."

Kamada Jiro did not lie. Du Weiguo went on a killing spree on Amami Island before, and then forced his way across the sea, causing an uproar.

His actions attracted almost all the attention of the American army and the CIA. Especially after Laura appeared, no one paid attention to his little shrimp anymore.

Kamada Jiro Yoshiro is also a native of Japan. At least he has no problem with the language. Moreover, he has been in the world, his physical fitness is not weak, and he has some counter-reconnaissance methods.

I stayed up all day and night all the way to Okinawa, walked into the dock, and hid in a Citi freighter that was being refueled and inspected in Okinawa.

I stayed in the container for several days, waiting for the cargo ship to dock at the Manila pier to unload, and then I sneaked out. Then I found a way through the local Chinatown and smuggled to Pattaya.

When Jiro Kamada was speaking, Moran remained silent throughout the whole process, just stared into his eyes tightly without blinking for a moment.

As a senior top secret service agent, Moran, Jiro Kamada, who was just a gangster, could not deceive her no matter what.

After he finished speaking, Moran pondered for a moment, nodded noncommittally, and put out the cigarette butt:
"Okay, I understand, thank you for your hard work, Mr. Kamada Jiro, I will arrange for you to rest~"

Kamada stood up quickly and said in a respectful tone:
"Madam, you are too polite. Just call me Kamada. That's what sir usually calls me."

Moran waved his hand: "Well, okay, Xiao Jin, you take Mr. Kamata down to rest first."

"Yes, ma'am."

Gao Jin responded very ably, and then he made a gesture of invitation to Kamada Jiro with a calm tone:

"Mr. Kamata, please come with me~"

Gao Jin has a smart mind and extraordinary eyesight. Although one hand was broken, his body has recovered now and his skills are still good. He is considered a very rare talent.

Moran is smart and capable, knows people well and uses them well. After Gao Jin arrived in Pattaya, like Tang Li, he quickly became her right-hand man.

Now, all six casinos in Pattaya under Moran's command are managed by Gao Jin, and he has lived up to his trust and is doing well.

Just after taking over the casino, in just a few days, a dozen old fritters who had fished out of troubled waters in the casino had been uncovered.

Now, the casino owned by Moran is recognized as the best-reputed and fairest place in Pattaya. Children are innocent, there are no cheats yet, business is booming, and they are making money every day.

Make the best use of people's talents and make the best use of everything. In a word, Queen Pattaya's subordinates do not raise idle people.

After Jiro Kamada left, Moran turned his eyes to Tang Li again and ordered in a deep voice:
"Ah Li, please immediately arrange for the brothers to be on guard, be fully armed, and be on duty 24 hours a day and night. Try not to act alone."

"Yes, I understand."

Tang Liyan responded briefly and concisely, then turned around and left immediately. It wasn't until he went out that Zhao Yingnan asked urgently:
"Molan, he, he should be fine."

In fact, Zhao Yingnan was almost going crazy with the pressure, but she was also smart enough to know the appearance of her eyebrows, so she couldn't bear to ask until now.

Moran lit another cigarette, leaned on the sofa with a tired look, closed his eyes, rubbed his sore temples, and replied firmly:
"Well, it must be fine."

Hearing her such a sure answer, Zhao Yingnan breathed a sigh of relief secretly, and his body also relaxed.

But she still felt uneasy: "Molan, why are you so sure?"

Moran frowned and glanced at her angrily:
"Can you use your brain? If he is dead, can we still be so stable? We will inevitably face thunderous retaliation from the CIA, the US Army, and other enemies."

Zhao Yingnan opened his mouth, and just as he was about to speak, Mo Lan shouted back:

"There are no unbroken eggs when a nest is overturned. Can't you understand such a simple truth? Zhao Yingnan, you have always been so well protected by him, like a flower in a greenhouse, you~~"

To be honest, Zhao Yingnan's talent is not bad at all, and he has a good background. He originally had both IQ and EQ online.

It's just that she has experienced too few things in the end, and caring about it makes her confused. There is no news about Du Weiguo, and her life or death is uncertain, which makes her confused.

Moran was a little irritable, and was about to take the opportunity to educate her, but at this moment, a low thunder sound suddenly came from the distance, and at the same time, the floor under his feet was shaking slightly, as if there was an earthquake.

This was an explosion, and the scale was quite large. Moran judged it instantly, suddenly changed his expression, stood up suddenly, walked quickly to the window, and looked in the direction of the city.

A moment later, the phone on the coffee table rang. Moran quickly turned around and picked up the phone immediately with a sharp voice:
"Hey, yes, I'm Triss, Director Songpa. Where did the explosion happen? Are you sure? What are the casualties? Okay, then you go over to the scene and have a look. We can keep in touch at any time."

After hearing the conversation, Zhao Yingnan hurriedly approached her, his voice trembling slightly: "Mo Lan, what happened?"

Mo Lan did not answer her immediately. Instead, he imitated Du Weiguo's actions and slowly put out the cigarette butt with his fingers. The burning tingling sensation made her brows and eyes tremble slightly.

Molan's eyes were evil, and his tone was cold:
"Our ramen factory in the north of the city just exploded. Huh, some people can't sit still anymore and are starting to provoke and test. Damn it, are you a soft persimmon?"

Zhao Yingnan frowned and advised softly: "Molan, don't rush to conclusions yet. Is it possible that this explosion was just an accident?"

"Ha! Accident?"

Mo Lan sneered, turned around and flicked the cigarette butt into the ashtray accurately, rubbed his fingers again, and stared at Zhao Yingnan with interest, as if he was looking at a fool.

Her tone was also particularly joking:
"Zhao Yingnan, please, please mature quickly. You are no longer an innocent little girl. Can you stop being so stupid and cute?
Moran pointed to the clock on the wall:
"It's 2 o'clock in the morning, and the factory has stopped working a long time ago. We are a ramen factory, not a firecracker factory. Such a violent explosion can only be caused by explosives. Do you think it was an accident?"

Zhao Yingnan was so angry that she blushed and was speechless for a moment: "Uh~~"

I planned to continue to tease her, but fortunately the phone rang again at this moment. Mo Lan rolled his eyes at her, quickly picked up the phone, his voice was sharp and his tone was solemn:

"I'm Triss, tell me."

Kui Ye's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, Tris, this is Wan Zhongkui. It's so late and you haven't rested yet?"

Suddenly hearing Mr. Kui's voice, he was somewhat surprised, but Moran didn't show it at all, and his tone was unusually capable:
"Well, I haven't slept yet. Mr. Kui, where are you? What's the matter?"

"Oh, I'm still here in Kamphaeng Phet, so it's actually not a big deal."

Mr. Kui's words were a bit vague, and Mo Lan frowned: "Master Kui, we are all members of the same family and share weal and woe. If you have anything to say, just say it."

Mr. Kui sighed, his voice slightly resentful:
"Well, it's like this. A team of horsemen under me was delivering goods this evening. The convoy was attacked near Udon Thani Palace. There were more than 20 brothers and not a single one was left alive."

Upon hearing this, Moran suddenly raised his eyebrows, his eyes filled with anger, but his tone remained calm:

"More than 20 people were killed at the same time. Who did it?"

"It's not clear yet." "Then how did they die?"

Moran's question was sharp and hit the point. Master Kui's tone was choked:
"Uh~ Gunshot wounds, fatal injuries are all gunshot wounds."

Moran's voice became extremely cold, like a raging cold wind: "Gunshot wound? Mr. Kui, are you sure?"

Kuiye Haolai has also experienced big scenes. At this moment, he also regained his composure:

"Yes, I can be sure."

Moran continued to ask: "Master Kui, can you confirm the number of people on the other side? And the caliber and model of the weapons they use?"

Mr. Kui was asked again:
"Uh~ I'm not sure yet. I just received the news. The brothers from Udon Thani Palace have already gone to the scene to check. Accurate news will be sent back soon."

Moran's words were concise and concise, without even a word of nonsense:

"Okay, Mr. Kui, then you need to figure out the situation first. It's best to find out who the enemy is. At the worst, you have to determine the number of people, the types of weapons and necessary clues. After that, I will ask Huo Wei and the others to deal with it."

"Um, um, okay, okay, Triss, that~"

Mr. Kui's words flickered, but he hesitated to speak. Moran understood his meaning instantly and replied decisively:
"Master Kui, just keep your heart in your stomach. Wesley will definitely be fine. The sky won't fall. You can do whatever you want to do with your business. The rules remain unchanged. Although the evil god is temporarily invisible, the evil gods are still there. Still there, I said so.”

Mr. Kui's tone was sarcastic: "Ah, ah, okay, then I understand. When there is news, I will tell you as soon as possible."

"it is good."

Moran hung up the phone, his eyebrows raised up like a sword unsheathed, his eyes flashing coldly, his fingers lightly clasping the phone, thinking intently.

After a while, Moran picked up the phone again and dialed a number. Someone quickly picked up the phone. This time, Moran's tone was much more polite:
"Hey, Brother Huo Wei, it's me, Triss, yes, that's right, our business was blown up. Well, that's what I thought too. Someone stepped on our heads.

Brother, I want to hear your opinion on this matter. Okay, then let's make some noise. Okay, you wait for my news. "

At the same time, thousands of miles away in Quiana, South America, due to the time difference, it was still afternoon here, and today was a rare good day, with the sun shining brightly.

In Georgetown, the Quiana Free Trade Zone has been completed, even the interior decoration has been completed, and is about to open for business.

On the northern edge of the park, close to the seaside, there is a five-story red building, which is the administrative office building of the free trade zone.

At this moment, all the glass in the building was broken, the main hall on the first floor was dark, the walls were cracked, there were still flames burning in some places, and the air was filled with the suffocating smell of blood.

About a quarter of an hour ago, a Hispanic man who claimed to speak several languages ​​suddenly came over and said he wanted to apply for a job as a waiter in the free trade zone.

The core of the free trade zone is the casino and the green building. It emphasizes opening the square door to welcome customers from all over the world. Naturally, there is a thirst for such language talents.

So he was received, but when the staff turned around to get the form, he suddenly ran towards the second floor like crazy.

The security guards in the office building were all young men from the vigilante group who had been tortured by KGB A unit instructors for several months and had suffocated their energy.

When he saw someone making trouble, he was not angry but happy. Not only did he stop him with quick hands and eyes, but he also quickly knocked him down and pinned him to the ground.

Unexpectedly, this guy was a complete desperado. As soon as he was controlled, he detonated the high explosives tied to his body.

At this moment, Guo Fu's face was livid, her eyes were full of evil spirits, she was biting her lip, standing on the ruins at the door of the office building, looking disgraced.

When the explosion happened just now, she was handling recent bills in the office on the third floor. Although she was not seriously injured, she was knocked to the ground by the aftermath.

You can't run away with a slight concussion and being covered in dust. It doesn't hurt much, it's extremely insulting, and it's full of provocation.

"Squeak~~"

Several Ford M151 off-road military vehicles equipped with awnings came from a distance and braked suddenly to stop behind Guo Fu.

Hanwen looked anxious, wearing a camouflage military uniform, carrying a drum-type AKM, and jumped out of the car first.

Behind him were Chunsheng, Du Tie, Du Nan, and Du Lan, all of whom were dressed in military uniforms, armed to the teeth, and full of murderous intent.

The army has always been the best melting pot. When Hanwen was in Sijiu City, he would train with his brothers from the King of Hell team from time to time.

However, as a Taoist genius, he is arrogant, cynical, and sincerely despises hot weapons. He is somewhat careless and playful.

After working with Du Weiguo for more than a year, Hanwen's marksmanship is still terrible. He is at the bottom of the entire Yama team and even the fifth department. It is estimated that even the chef in the cafeteria is more accurate than his marksmanship.

Since being brutally tortured by Guo Fu and being mercilessly tortured by Du Weiguo, the old Maozi instructors who pursued the iron-blooded style, Hanwen learned from the pain and began to calm down and work hard to practice marksmanship and special operations.

Hanwen was originally a martial arts expert with excellent physical fitness. After fighting in a closed military camp for half a year, he was completely transformed.

Not only has he mastered marksmanship, blasting, tracking, reconnaissance and other tactics, but he has also changed his impetuous attitude before and become as steady as an old dog.

He rushed to Guo Fu in a few steps. Han Wenzai looked at her carefully and asked in a deep voice:
"Guo Fu, are you not injured?"

Guo Fu shook her head, wiped the dust from her face, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm fine, but two security guards died and several staff were injured."

Hanwen turned his head and glanced at the messy office building, frowning: "What happened? Who did it?"

Guo Fu had been holding a piece of bloody ear in her hand. At this moment, she slowly lifted the piece of ear and handed it to Hanwen.

Guo Fu's eyes were sharp, as if she wanted to eat someone, and her tone was particularly cold:

"Self-destruction attack, Hanwen, this was left by that bastard. Don't you know how to hunt him down? Dig out his lair for me."

No matter which deity is behind him, even if it is the Jade Emperor, I will dig him out and crush his bones into ashes. "

Hanwen took the residual ear, his brows were knitted together, and his tone was a little solemn:

"Guo Fu, please don't be impulsive. The self-destruction attack is obviously a secret service style. The current situation of the head is unknown. It is better for us to play it safe."

Guo Fu sneered:

"Heh, what do you mean the situation is unclear? Hanwen, do you think something will happen to you? It's a joke, it's impossible."

Hanwen lowered his voice: "Guo Fu, do you know that even Chunsheng can't sense it now~"

Guo Fu waved her hand and interrupted him with a disdainful tone:
"Hanwen, have you lost your brain recently? Why is it so obvious that you need to predict special abilities?"

Hanwen was a little confused: "Well, it's obvious, how do you say it?"

Guo Fu curled her lips, her tone was teasing and a little proud:
“He blew the head off the CIA’s second-in-command, and he is now a thorn in the side of the CIA, and even the entire Citihawk.

If something happens to him, it won't be a self-destruction attack. I'm afraid our entire free trade zone will be razed to the ground, and those old KGB guys will have fled long ago. "

Hanwen was not stupid. He touched Guo Fu's words slightly and immediately realized what he was saying. His eyes immediately lit up:

"I understand, Male Gobi, what happened today must have been done by a bastard from the CIA. This is retaliation.

If you want to use this to force yourself to show up, Guo Fu, don’t worry, leave this matter to me, I promise to break up all their yolks. "

Guo Fu sneered, patted Du Lan's shoulder as she came closer to her, and glanced at Du Tie and the others:
"Chunsheng, Du Lan, Du Tie, Du Nan, don't you guys talk about your husband every day and want to see him through it?
Now someone has bullied him, not only blowing up his house, but also blowing up his men. What should you do? "

"boom!"

At Dunan's feet, there was a splash of cement the size of a human head. He stepped on the cement and turned it into powder. He roared with red eyes:
"kill~"

Du Tie didn't say anything, but just snorted with a serious look on his face. Several broken bricks around him also turned into powder silently.

Even Dulan, who has always been good-tempered and timid, said bitterly: "If you dare to touch my husband, I will fight them to the death."

Chun Sheng was still a bit naive, but he followed the others and said in an authentic Beijing accent: "Fuck him!"

"Okay, I didn't hurt you all in vain."

Guo Fu patted Chunsheng on the shoulder, with a look of satisfaction in her eyes. Then she turned her gaze to Hanwen and her tone suddenly became solemn:
"Hanwen, today's matter must be investigated to the end. You can make the situation as big as possible. Don't be afraid of anything. We must let those ghosts, ghosts and snakes hiding in the dark know one thing."

Hanwen frowned: "What's the matter?"

Guo Fu sneered and said in a faint tone:

"We must let the whole world know that although the Evil God is invisible now, our Evil Gods are still there, and they are extremely strong!"

Since leaving the country, Du Weiguo has always been cultivating his own strength. It can be said that he has put all his efforts into it, regardless of the cost. He has spent a lot of time planning, and his efforts have indeed been in vain.

These confidants of his have grown up, and their wings are getting richer. The Evil Gods are about to test their skills and show their prowess.

The clouds are moving in all directions and the wind is blowing! (End of chapter)