please make money

Although I usually do such things, it is quite rare that no one is disturbed at all, and there is no official recourse.

Happily, he had a carnival with some of his subordinates today. There are not many other places in these places, but there are too many cheap women.

In a sense, they can also produce and sell their own products—it’s just that the best products are ordered by someone, and they don’t dare to mess with them.

In the past, there was a girl who gave up on herself and committed suicide, succeeded in blowing the pillow of the big shots, and successfully took revenge and killed those who kidnapped her in the first place.

It can be seen that such things as the ecological niche food chain really exist, and these bitter people are just porters of society.

He walked out of the yard a little drunk, looked at the moon outside, took a sip of his wine, and felt somewhat middle-aged melancholy when the cold wind blew.

When I was young, when I was in my 20s, I also had dreams. If I wanted to do something big, there would always be a place for me in the world.

But I slowly realized that doing things is essentially just for the enjoyment of subsequent success and fame, and enjoyment always exists.

So changing to a way without a moral bottom line, to plunder, seems to be able to achieve the purpose of enjoyment.

And there is no bullshit in the middle, and using simple and direct violent means to solve the problem really makes people think clearly.

If I have to say it, there are some things that are not visible, which makes people feel somewhat frustrated when they need social status.

But when I think about it carefully, when those big men in suits and leather shoes were kidnapped, threatened and blackmailed by them, they would not be too tough, and it seemed that their mentality was balanced again.

It's not that he didn't want to hang out in the society and take the extreme path. In terms of being brave and ruthless, he still feels that he has some skills.

But after playing around and hanging around, I realized that even if it is the ultimate way, the ones who can really rise to the top are not very powerful people, but some rich and powerful people.

Tsk, I'm very sad and wronged, why is this happening everywhere?

Since then, he has been completely tired of struggling, and instead began to study the gaps in the rules of this society, and hang out with some deeper darkness.

The advantage is that the money comes quickly and is unscrupulous. The disadvantage is that the more these things are done, the more and more people seem to be unable to see the light of day.

But fortunately, today's good product may allow me to hook up with some big shots.

Just like the original Kudo-kai, the president is also a very insolent character, he can still hug after doing all kinds of bad things.

Maybe I can also get some amazing support like him...

Then there were two swaying beams of light in the night sky, and the sound of a tuk-tuk-tuk helicopter.

He suddenly woke up half of the wine, and quickly turned back to call someone. Could it be that something has been exposed?

Something was dropped, a large one, dark in the center of the manor, it looked almost as exaggerated as a large piece of infrastructure.

Then the gunshots rang out...

The group of people under him have guns, although they don't use them often, after all, using guns and simply using violent gangs to get attention are two different things.

But if you really want to say that these people can have strict discipline, it would be a bit of a dream.

On weekdays, he is brave and competitive, and there is also the possibility of fighting or even going off. After all, weapons are the most exciting things for men.

There are even some ignorant guys who just came here, thinking that they can reproduce the miracle of the bubble economy era of the last century by taking out a gun, and then they were killed on the spot.

But that's because such a big guy didn't fall, and without a helicopter, the slums next to him would turn a deaf ear to any sound they heard.

Now these noisy voices are mixed together, and the gunshots are intermittent, and it is immediately known that something has happened.

"Hey—people—get over here! What's wrong! Who broke in?!"

It won't be the Metropolitan Police Department, this area belongs to the default three-way zone.

If the Metropolitan Police Department wants to come in and suppress them, the first thing they have to face is not them, but the pressure from the jiudao group.

And even if the people from the Metropolitan Police Department came, it would not be this kind of formation-they would just surround them with patrol cars, and then yell some weird nonsense.

The confusion began to spread, and he called people over, but the younger brother who came didn't know what happened.

Some people said that someone broke in from the east, some said it was from the west, and some said it was from the back.

Hell, there is a cliff behind!Who can climb up from the cliff?

The last one who said there was someone on the front was directly ignored by him—could the other party come to visit?

"How many people are there? Who saw how many people there are—who are they? Do any fools want to play black and eat black?"

The gun battle was not intense, and it was unclear whether there were not many people or too many people. It stopped after a few rings.

Until people on both sides escaped for sure, screaming in panic.

"Both sides! Two on one side! One on one side - with a gun! Very professional! With a gun!"

"I heard it!" Tanaka wanted to punch the other party: "I ask you who they are! Who are they!"

Three people, a Hollywood movie?Bravely enter the deadly island?

Now these guys have reached this point of arrogance. After just playing for a day and sleeping for a few hours, the world changes when they wake up?

The shootout started on one side of the manor, where the duo was identified, and a helicopter provided them with lighting.

I really can't figure it out, they still have helicopters!Simply overly professional!

But compared to the professional team over there, the reaction on the other side was much more strange.

"Alone! Alone! She used a knife! She snatched Watanabe's knife!"

"Ah—the devil—she's definitely the devil—"

"It's Shura from hell who came to take revenge on us! Run away! Run away!"

"Alone?!" Tanaka's eyes widened, as if he didn't believe it.

He was also a well-known beater back in the day, and he knew that his head was on the waistband of his trousers for all these years, so he didn't slack off training too much.

But the more he exercises, the more he knows that human beings have limits. No matter how capable a person is, facing Molotov cocktails, fishing nets, and throwing knives, they are all meat on the cutting board.

If you add the firearms you got, the other party can announce the death on the spot. The fucking submachine gun is ten thousand times better than the katana sword!

But now there are more than a dozen desperadoes on their side, who are ruthless in doing bad things, and are being chased and hacked by the opposite person?

"Are you on drugs! Damn! I told you not to touch those things!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he knew he was wrong, because he saw that figure.

The light elongated the opponent's shadow, and several people—probably several people who had a tacit understanding—also used guns.

Then he saw the other party waving the long knife in his hand, and a burst of bright sparks burst out...

"..."

This is no longer a matter of taking drugs. He doubts that he is still dreaming because he drank too much before.

So he gave himself a slap, the forceful kind.

However, the pain was mixed with the screams in his ears, which made him fully understand that he was awake, and he had provoked an extraordinary person.

Terribly, it has reached the point where the protagonist of the movie is still the protagonist of a superhero movie, what kind of ninja is this?

Taking a deep breath, Tanaka calmed down after all these years of messing around. He smashed the wine bottle in his hand to the ground and pointed at the figure.

"Kill her! Take the gun! Use anything—kill her!"

It's not a big problem, the three of them couldn't be killed because they only used pistols.

I still have people and submachine guns, so I can't keep them if the trouble gets too big, so I can go out and hide for a while.

After all, the other party is not an official person, which is for sure, and I haven't let the official dispatch super soldiers from urban legends to clean up.

Is it black eating black?Or who did you provoke?

Until now, he hadn't connected the arrival of the other party with the kidnapping of a 'good guy' by himself.

After all, he was kidnapped in the morning, so it was impossible for the other party to send a ninja in a helicopter to rescue him in half a day.

It would be better to say that if you just want to save people, if you notify the Metropolitan Police Department, it is estimated that the information is still registered, with an application that does not know how many pages.

How can it be so fast?The idea then only flashed in his mind, and then was forgotten.

He walked back, and the subordinates who rushed out of the room passed him by, and he stopped them one by one.

"Go back and get the gun... don't be afraid of making things worse, the other party has tricks, be careful..."

While thinking about which of his peers wanted to fuck him, he walked back into the room and lifted the tatami floor under the coffee table.

The woman next to her was still a little sleepy, she must have taken the medicine, she was a little panicked in a daze, and she had a delirious appearance.

He used to like this kind of young girl, she was a student, she was ignorant, she could get it by cheating, and she could sell it in the future.

But now when there is really something to do, the other party can't help at all, so it seems a bit cumbersome and annoying to watch.

"It's okay, you can continue to sleep, there are celebrations outside, shrine celebrations, the sound of fireworks."

To fool the other party, he pulled out a gun from under the tatami mat. The sawn off section of mahogany handle, and the trigger pulled sideways by the backhand, were full of robustness.

Small fights can be solved with knives, sticks, etc., but when it comes to fighting hard, you have to use the ancient martial arts of Ma Feiya back then.

He felt that he could deal with the other party, took the gun again and walked out, looking at the dim manor with his gloomy gaze.

The gunfire on the other side was still ringing, but the 'one person' on this side had disappeared.

He held his gun and watched for a while, and the occasional gunshots in his ears really made him irritated: "Damn it! Why haven't we settled it yet! There are only two people over there. Could it be some special forces? Ah?"

A younger brother ran over and reported the situation in a panic: "They came in! Two of them! They have already entered the back room!"

"Two people? Two people entered the back house - where are the people outside? All dead?!"

The back house is where they store their 'goods', and dozens of people are active there.

Even if there are dozens of pigs, it's impossible to say that they will all be gone all at once, right?

"They are very professional! And there are guns in the sky—that helicopter! There are also guns!"

sniper?Tanaka subconsciously flashed the word.

Then he spat disdainfully: "Am I already worth that much? Mercenaries and snipers? And ninjas?"

Before he finished speaking, a red light suddenly flashed outside the window, followed by a fire that soared into the sky.

Amidst the sound of the explosion, thick smoke and flames created a small and delicate mushroom cloud, and it was unknown what kind of senior it was paying tribute to.

"Who used the bazooka? Crazy! Didn't let you use that!"

After using this thing, the intensity is no longer something that can be explained by pure extreme fire. He already has to go out to hide from the limelight.

Thinking of this, he roared loudly and fired a whole clip into the darkness, becoming more and more angry.

The battle situation was pushed back, maybe only a few minutes had passed, or more than ten minutes had passed, Tanaka felt that it was a long time anyway.

There were people coming back for weapons, others howling as they were dragged back to bandage their wounds, and there was more confusion, but the whole estate was seething.

Dozens of people, Tanaka can't remember how many people there are on his side, there may be dozens, or a little more.

Some people would play here, and some would come to join him, and then go out with some tricks, or die in the gutter of a certain street.

But his truly capable subordinates are numerous, more than [-], and they have faced the invaders several times now.

From what they said, the intruders also had various appearances, but what was certain was that they were attacking from both sides, one coming in from behind, and the other coming in from the front door.

It is said that there are two people who came in behind, very professional, with a strong military training style, who are more professional than them.

And the configuration is complete, they hit each other several times, but the opponent just lay down for a while and then got up to fight back, without screaming.

So Tanaka knew that the opponent had body armor, and that the opponent could fight in the dark without helicopter lighting, that is, he had night vision equipment.

Professional, too professional, Tanaka has already excluded a bunch of ordinary competitors from the list, they definitely don't have such people.

Then there is only one last possibility left, some big figures want to become the dead who can best keep secrets.

But what is the need?Although I did keep a lot of their black material to save my life, but if they didn't move themselves, would they poke them out if they were stupid?

As for the one who came in from the front, he also made up the subordinates of those real big shots, just like those samurai or ninjas before.

He walked back and forth in the room, while accepting the opponent's strength, while thinking about how to get out.

If it is simply to destroy these places and make people like myself die due to accidents or fire, then the other party's goal has been achieved.

If he could, he really wanted to get revenge on these guys-they didn't see themselves as real people, they were just tools!

But he is very clear that the more important thing now is to leave here first, but before he leaves, he needs to get a substitute of suspended animation to hide the truth.

A very loyal younger brother ran in with a wound on his arm and his shoulder was stained red. He came back clutching his arm and told the boss that he couldn't stop him.

"They are killing our men! They are here to beat us!"

"I know, I know, I've figured it out...I understand..."

He took off his high-end suit and put it on his younger brother: "You are injured, give me the gun, you bandage and treat it first."