Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 79
Los Angeles, a stronghold of the Golden Gate Group.

As one of the best gangs in South Korea, the Golden Gate Group has also developed its own overseas business.

They are doing human-snake activities in Southeast Asian countries. They help people smuggle into the Federation and charge high intermediary fees.

Because it is an illegal trade, the thugs of the Golden Gate Group have detained them, and buying and selling these stowaways is commonplace.

The erotic places they opened in New York and Los Angeles, most of the people are Southeast Asian girls they pulled from the smuggling boats.

These girls who dreamed of coming to the federation to earn a lot of money were beaten up, trained, and sent directly to the brothel.

This kind of pretty girl with some looks and long looks is treated fairly well.

The most profitable business of the Golden Gate Group in the Federation is actually the smuggling and illegal trading of human organs.

This South Korean-run hospital in Los Angeles is the stronghold of the Golden Gate Group for illegal organ transplants.

The person in charge of guarding the hospital is Wan Xi of the Golden Gate Group. He is a subordinate of Li Zhongjiu, the third leader of the Golden Gate Group, and is in charge of the organ smuggling business in Los Angeles.

"Axi, where did Zhong Xi die again?"

Wan Xi stood in the operating room, with his hips on his hips, watching the two doctors skillfully remove the two kidneys, heart, cornea, and other valuable organs of the man on the operating table, and put them behind a special incubator.

While knocking out a cigarette from the cigarette case, he cursed.

Zhong Xi is Wan Xi's younger brother, and both brothers are thugs of the Golden Gate Group.

"Axi, you bastard, take it easy, if it breaks, I'll take your heart off and replace it"

Seeing a doctor who almost fell to the ground while carrying an incubator, Wan Xi was so angry that he threw the cigarette in his hand and yelled at him.

The doctor hurriedly bowed to Wan Xi, then picked up the incubator and left in a hurry.

Wan Xi cursed and knocked out another cigarette, about to light it.

His cell phone rang suddenly.

"Axi!"

After Wan Xi took out his phone angrily, his expression changed.

"Hey, Brother Zhongjiu!"

"Wanxi, something happened to Ding Qing's people in New York, you should be careful in Los Angeles!"

South Korea, Seoul, in an unfinished building that has not yet been sealed, Lee Joong-jiu is sitting on a leather sofa, overlooking the night view of Seoul.

He just got the news that many strongholds of the Golden Gate Group in the Federation have been picked.

After reminding his subordinates, Li Zhongjiu hung up the phone and scolded Xiba.

He really didn't understand what the president was thinking. Now that the entire federal underworld was in turmoil, he wanted to touch the territory left by Jin Bing.

"Seba!"

After taking his last puff of cigarette, Li Zhongjiu flicked the cigarette butt downstairs, and casually threw the suit jacket beside him on his shoulder.

"Let's go, little ones! Today I invite you to eat barbecue!"

Li Zhongjiu took the lead, followed by four or five younger brothers who silently followed after bowing.

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Los Angeles, Black Clinic.

Wan Xi hung up the phone with a serious expression on his face. After thinking for a while, he opened the door and left the operating room.

"Hey, you, and you, come here!"

In the corridor outside the operating room, several big men with different skin colors were leaning against the wall and smoking.

Look at their bare tattoos and undisguised pistols on their waists.

You can see the origin of these big men, they are the gunmen raised by Wanxi.

The Commonwealth is not South Korea. If you are here, if you don't have strong strength, there will be no bones left that have been swallowed by others.

Wan Xi used the money from organ sales to support more than a dozen gunmen in Los Angeles, which is also the confidence that he can safely do organ trading in this Korean area.

Following Wan Xi's greeting, several big men approached Wan Xi.

"Strengthen the vigilance these two days, don't let outsiders in!"

Wan Xi was talking about precautions to several gunmen when the door of the black clinic was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Wan Xi's first reaction was to quickly touch the pistol at his waist
He hadn't pulled out his gun yet, and by the light of the corridor, he could clearly see who was coming.

"Axi, it's you kid, where are you fooling around again!"

Seeing that it was his younger brother who came, Wan Xi heaved a sigh of relief, and he cursed with a smile. Just as he was about to step forward, he suddenly noticed that his younger brother's expression was wrong.

Zhong Xi's eyes kept turning to his right, and big drops of sweat flowed down his forehead.

"Axi, let me tell you, don't go looking for those big wild horses, don't the Southeast Asian women in the field look good?"

Wan Xi teased and went towards Zhong Xi, with his hands behind his back, gestured to several subordinates, and then quietly touched the pistol at his waist.

"Pfft!"

Before Wan Xi could touch the handle of the gun, a black cross dart pierced through the back of his hand.

"Ah!" The severe pain caused Wan Xi to let out a miserable howl.

He clutched the back of his hand, and in embarrassment, he wanted to knock open the door of the operating room beside him.

In front of the door of the operating room, green lines appeared in the air, and then a strong white man in camouflage uniform appeared out of thin air and blocked him.

"Snake Eye, you should stab him in the head!"

The strong man stood in front of Wanxi and swung his fist down.

A fist the size of a sandbag slammed on Wan Xi's head, and there was a muffled bang. Wan Xi only felt his head go black, and his whole body fell to the ground with a bang. The strong impact made his nose and ears flow out. Blood.

"I love this job!"

The strong man kicked Wan Xi, who was lying on the ground, four or five meters away, drew his pistol and fired several shots at several gangsters who hadn't reacted yet.

Before a black man with a nose ring could react, he was shot several times in the chest. He was directly beaten into a hornet's nest.

"Fake!"

Another black man who was close was frightened and lay on the ground, his hands trembling, he reached for the pistol.

laugh!A samurai sword went straight through his back, pinning him to the ground.

A mysterious man wrapped in black armor stepped on his back and pulled out his samurai sword. With a backhand swing, he chopped off the hand of another minion who was trying to shoot him.

"Nice job, Snake Eye!"

The burly white man gave a thumbs up to the mysterious man whose head was covered in a black helmet, and strangled a minion's neck with his backhand.

Kacha, the arm that was as thick as an ordinary person's thigh exerted a little force, and the unlucky guy's head directly saw his ass.

"Do you want to compare who kills more!"

The burly white man shook his fist and gave Snake Eye a provocative look.

The samurai sword in Snake Eye's hand pulled out a blade, and stretched out his little finger to the strong white man.

The two looked at each other full of gunpowder, and were about to rush to attack the few remaining young men.

"Puff puff puff..."

After a few bursts of silenced rifle fire, a familiar voice came from the communicator:

"Stand in the way, Snake Eye, hurry up, we have a mission, General Hawke's order, we are going to the Middle East to carry out a rescue mission!"

The strong white man shrugged his shoulders towards Snake Eye, and clicked on his communicator: "I received it!"

Just as the two of them were walking towards the outside of the black clinic, the strong white man stepped on Wan Xi's neck, which had just woken up, and broke his neck with a snap.

"One more than you!" The strong white man smiled, showing a row of white teeth, and stretched out a finger towards the snake's eyes.

"Pfft!"

Before the strong white man was happy, Snake Eyes threw his katana backhand.

Zhong Xi, who was hiding aside and shivering, had no time to react, and the sharp katana pierced his temple directly.

Snake Eye walked over and pulled out the katana, and wiped off the red and white liquid stained on the katana with the clothes on Zhong Xi's body.

Inserting the cleaned samurai sword back into the scabbard on the back, Snake Eyes also stretched out his index finger towards the strong white man and shook it gently.

The strong white man spread his hands, and the two walked out of the black clinic side by side.

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"I still like this job!"

On the co-pilot of a military Hummer, a strong white man was holding a flat wine jug, talking to the driver in the driver's seat while drinking.

"I've been displeased with these gangsters for a long time, but I didn't expect that those big figures in the Ministry of National Defense would actually ask us to clear up these gangsters. How do you say this in Eastern dialect? Kill chickens with a sledgehammer!"

"By the way, what mission are we going to perform in the Middle East?"

"Go find a missing billionaire. We will not go back to Serbia. We will go directly to the airport. There is a plane there, flying directly to Afghanistan!" The driver answered the question of the strong white man while driving.

"Billionaire, when did this become our job?" The strong white man took a sip of his wine in dissatisfaction.

"The optical stealth camouflage on your body and a lot of equipment in our base were developed by him, what do you think?"

The driver gave the burly white man a look.

The strong white man touched the large camouflage uniform on his body, "Tony Stark?"

Thinking of the two days of uproar in the news, he suddenly realized, no wonder they have to mobilize their special forces to find people, Tony Stark is the favorite of the Ministry of Defense.

On the back seat of the Hummer, Snake Eye folded his arms and watched the burly white man chatting with the driver beside him.

Suddenly, Snake Eyes cast his eyes out of the window, and two Mercedes-Benz cars passed by them.

Through the open car window, the eyes of the snake met a big man in a black skull shirt.

Danger, like two fierce beasts meeting each other on a narrow road, the sixth sense between the same kind made Snake Eye reflexively touch his hand to his samurai sword.

Three cars quickly passed each other.

The strong white man sitting in the co-pilot seemed to have seen the co-pilot of the Mercedes-Benz, and he murmured to himself with some doubts:

"Why is he here?"

"Who?" The driver didn't see the person in the Mercedes-Benz just passing by, but through the rearview mirror, he noticed the reaction of the snake's eyes.

To put it bluntly, Snake Eye is the most skilled in the entire special forces.

It is definitely not ordinary people who can make him react immediately.

"Frank Custer! Former Captain of the Marine Corps! I have dealt with him, a very good man!"

The burly white man looked at the tail lights of the departing Mercedes through the rearview mirror, as if he was afraid that the two of them would not know how powerful Frank was. He added:
“He was awarded the Medal of Honor, Navy Cross, 3 Silver Stars, 4 Purple Hearts, and the Presidential Medal of Freedom while in the Marine Corps!”

Hearing the almost grand slam honor, the driver gasped.

Snake Eyes sitting in the back seat of the Hummer, his expression was blocked by a black helmet, but from his eagerness to try, as if he was about to draw a knife, it can be seen that he was aroused with a sense of competitiveness at this time !

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The co-pilot of the Mercedes-Benz, Frank, was leaning against the window, holding the phone in one hand, and with the other hand sticking out of the window, playing with a catapult knife in his hand.

The sharp blade was spinning on the fingertips, and blood-red spirit patterns could be faintly seen on the blade.

As Frank's five fingers turned rapidly, the ejection knife seemed to turn into a line of fire, with faint flames flickering in the night sky.

"Okay, I understand, I will definitely take down the smuggling business in Los Angeles before the boss goes out!"

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"Sir, I found out, these are unregistered accounts opened in Swiss banks!"

In the CEO's office of Stark Tower, two agents were busy sorting out the documents in their hands.

With the help of Jarvis, the artificial intelligence, they quickly sorted out a file.

The records in the file are all Wall Street accounts that abnormally sold Stark Industries shares before Tony Stark's accident.

"Jarvis, can you find out the identity information of these accounts and the head of the household!"

Phil Coulson raised the document in his hand and said to Jarvis.

"Sir, my setting is not to do illegal things!"

Jarvis' voice came from the room.

Sitting aside, Pepper rubbed his forehead with a tired face and said:
"Jarvis, help him obtain the identity data of these people! Tony needs us!"

"Yes, ma'am!" Jarvis's voice didn't pause.

Phil Coulson always had a gentle smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Soon a data file was sent to Phil Coulson's laptop.

Looking at the several names that appeared on the computer, Phil Kolson's face suddenly became serious.

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South Korea's Golden Gate Group suffered devastating losses in various strongholds in the Federation.

These South Koreans used their lives to explain the price of attacking Jin Binji.

Many hyenas that were about to move were frightened and put away their minions.

At this time, Don, the New York scavenger, sent a large number of gunmen to seize the gold and attack the casinos, smuggling channels, and powder fields in New York...

For a while, gangs of all sizes in New York hid in the dark and planned to watch the excitement of Tang and Song Dynasties.

Two days passed, and to everyone's surprise, Tang and Song's people successfully occupied Jin's territory in New York, and soon extended their hands to Los Angeles, San Francisco...

This time, everyone couldn't sit still.

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In a nightclub in New York, Ryan in a housekeeper's uniform was holding a mobile phone, making calls and mobilizing staff.

In just two days, fourteen of the seventeen sites that Jinbin occupied just now encountered attacks of varying degrees.

However, Ryan has already prepared sufficient countermeasures,
With Kane leading a group of gunmen and the elite assassins of the Assassin Brotherhood, so far, except for the loss of two venues in Los Angeles, the others are still in their hands.

However, a place in Los Angeles was involved in drug smuggling, and the profits were extremely considerable, so Frank had brought people to deal with it.

"Hey, okay, I'll be right back!"

Just after dealing with a small fight, Ryan's phone rang.

The call came from Tang's Manor, someone came to visit the boss.

When Ryan returned to the manor, in the living room, a slightly bald middle-aged man had been waiting for a long time.

"Hello, I'm Agent Phil Coulson of the Homeland Strategic Defense Offensive and Logistic Support Agency. I'm here to visit Mr. Tang, and I want to ask Mr. Tang some questions by the way!"

Phil Coulson had a warm smile on his face, which made people feel very cordial.

Looking at the ID that Phil Coulson took out, Ryan frowned.

"Mr. Coulson, our boss is temporarily inconvenient, you can tell me if you have anything!"

The maid on the side served two cups of coffee, and Ryan politely invited Phil Coulson to sit down:

"Our boss mentioned you before, on the cruise ship, are you here for the Costa cruise ship?"

"Our boss said that you are a department of the federal government, and it is right to help you, and you don't need any thanks!"

Phil Coulson's smiling face was a little stiff for a moment, he didn't expect Ryan to mention what happened on the large passenger ship back then.

Although Tang and Song saved Hawkeye's life at the beginning, S.H.I.E.L.D. also opened up part of the database of New York gangs to Tang and Song, otherwise Tang and Song would not have been able to occupy Jinbin's industry so accurately.

"You misunderstood, I came here this time to ask something!" Phil Coulson picked up the coffee cup: "According to our understanding, Mr. Tang Song bought some shares of Stark Industries before!?"

Ryan smiled: "That's right, our boss has always been keen on stock investment in the financial market, but not only Stark Industries, like Osborne Group, shares of Hammer Industries, our boss has investment! This has What's the problem?"

"It's no problem to buy the shares of Stark Industries,

However, the shares of Stark Industries held by Mr. Tang were suddenly sold before Mr. Tony Stark disappeared," Phil Coulson stared into Ryan's eyes: "Mr. Tang's financial sense is really keen, he seems to mention It's like guessing that something will happen to Stark Industries! "

"You said this?" Ryan made a sudden expression on his face: "Mr. Coulson, you don't suspect that Tony Stark's disappearance has something to do with our boss!"

Ryan said dumbfoundedly: "The reason why our boss dumped the shares of Stark Industries is just following the trend!"

follow suit?Phil Coulson's expression lifted, and he stared at Ryan.

"Not long ago, we had a business in Rome that competed with Stark Industries, and the person in charge of this project at Stark Industries was their vice president Obadiah!

Out of professional habits, the boss asked us to investigate this competitor. Unexpectedly, the vice president secretly sold a large number of his own company's stocks.

Our boss thought there was some inside information, so he asked us to sell all the shares in our hands together! "

"So, Obadiah has a problem," Ryan looked at Phil Coulson with a dazed expression, "Could he have something to do with Mr. Stark's disappearance!"

When Phil Coulson heard Ryan's words, he stood up like a thorn on the sofa.

He shook hands with Ryan, "Thank you for your cooperation, I still have some things to deal with, so I won't bother you for now."

.........

Send Phil Coulson, who hastily left as if his ass was on fire, out the door.

Ryan drove directly back to the venue. The boss was retreating, and he needed to be stationed in the venue. If there was an enemy invasion, he himself would be the first line of defense.

When Ryan pushed open the secret door in the box, a figure making tea came into his sight.

"Boss, you're out of customs!"

　Today, the father-in-law, the mother-in-law came to the door, drunk and drunk, first change 5000
　　
　
(End of this chapter)