Night, eight o'clock. Taxis are speeding on the outskirts of the city.
Several ding-dong beeps, several pictures on the phone screen and in the chat window were uploaded and sent one after another. The protagonist was an extremely ugly element-devouring beast, bathing in the sun and eating cat food with his head down, sometimes looking up at the camera, with an almond-shaped shape.
Something called vigilance can clearly be seen in the pupils...
There were hundreds of pictures like this in the Tang Dynasty, and the content was similar. The only difference was the background light, early morning, noon, and night.
This is naturally used to deal with the little girl's inspection.
At present, the Little Red Riding Hood tour group has left Paris and is still in France on its way to the next attraction. In two days, it will transfer to Northern Europe, just in time to avoid the blizzard reported in the weather forecast... That's roughly it, although
They were not in the same place, not a short distance apart, but the Tang Dynasty knew the little girl's itinerary well.
In fact, the Tang Dynasty secretly came up with the specific itinerary for the Little Red Riding Hood Tour Group's trip to Europe. Of course, it was not a simple guide found online. It basically had on-site inspections. The Tang Dynasty visited many places in the previous life.
, I have experienced many customs and customs, and I like the scenery in Europe the most, especially Northern Europe. It is easy to plan a route suitable for winter travel.
In comparison, there were some changes in his itinerary. The sudden arrival of the DSF police officers in the afternoon should have happened just by chance, but variables are variables. They should not exist but have already happened, so we have to find a way to deal with it. Well,
After tonight's work, it's better to leave France as soon as possible, just in case...
With these messy thoughts running through his mind, his eyes glanced at the neon billboard outside the window. Tang Chao put away his phone and took out his wallet: "Stop, just here, how much does it cost?"
Although it is a suburb of the city, it is not a secluded wilderness outside the window. On the contrary, it is quite prosperous. It is a place similar to a small satellite town. Even though it is night, there are still many passing vehicles on the street, but there are not many pedestrians. The taxi turned around the corner and stopped. The driver was
This black man almost blends into the night, but he is an authentic Frenchman. He grins with white teeth and his pronunciation is not very standard in French.
"One hundred and sixty-two euros, sir, please mark a zero and give me one hundred and sixty euros."
Tang Chao paused before opening his wallet and bargained calmly: "Eighty euros." This kind of rip-off is an international practice and happens everywhere. He took a taxi from the main city to here, and the whole journey was no more than 20 kilometers. Why?
The asking price cannot be that high.
"Walter? This is impossible..."
"Then fifty euros." Tang Chao interrupted simply.
The black man's eyes widened obviously. His gaze first fell on Tang Chao's oriental face, and then he looked up and down at his body, which was neither strong nor thin. Finally, he met the calm gaze of the old god of Tang Chao, Zai Zai.
After hesitating for a moment, he tilted his head angrily: "Okay, you win, eighty euros, give me the money!"
Tang Chao muttered a few more curse words, which sounded quite rhyming. Tang Chao ignored them and paid to get out of the car. He glanced at the streets to the left and right, lowered the window behind him, and the black driver stuck his head out, "I'll give you a piece of advice, foreigner."
Man, although I don’t know the purpose of your coming here, this is not peaceful. It’s best to find a place to stay first and don’t go out if you have nothing to do!”
Tang Chao turned his head and raised his eyebrows: "It sounds like I should thank you for the reminder?"
"That's not necessary." The black driver waved his hand carelessly, "I feel sorry for the eighty euros I didn't get. You can't keep it!" After saying that, he stepped on the accelerator and drove away with a loud bang.
Facts have proved that the black driver’s reminder was very prophetic. Tang Chao just walked into a hotel and booked a room. He went out for a walk and within a hundred meters, under a broken streetlight, he was met by a man with dreadlocks who looked like a Hispanic.
The young man stopped him, and at the same time, a dark figure stood silently at the side of the alley, waving his hand in an inviting gesture, looking quite polite.
After a cordial and friendly physical exchange between the two parties, Tang Chao strolled out of the alley and identified the location, "Southeast, Moulin Road, behind the monastery... it should be this direction..."
Yes, the Tang Dynasty still has a schedule here, a stronghold of the Pacino family, well, if the memory is correct. In fact, this is the real purpose of his coming here, the one he picked up in the afternoon
The office building logistics space can only be regarded as an unexpected gain.
It is necessary to explain here that in the previous life, it was not the Pacino family that was at odds with the Tang Dynasty, but the entire Temple of Hell. Therefore, the most intelligence information he knew was about the latter, such as which city in Europe had an office?
Which local forces were supported by the Hell God's Court? He had made great efforts at that time.
Collected. But just about the Pacino family, he really didn't know much. Or maybe he knew it at the time, but didn't investigate clearly and just dismissed it as a force of the Hell God. Now it can leave an impression.
, that is, things like the arms line he exposed yesterday. The target is too big and I can barely recall it...
Of course, this is not a problem, just like this afternoon's unexpected harvest. As long as you catch one or a few more small bosses alive in the next operation, you can always ask something else, follow the clues, this is very simple, isn't it?
?
This is what Tang Chao thought and did. It took him about a quarter of an hour to walk through several blocks, and based on the few impressions in his mind, he finally located a single-family villa and walked around the perimeter.
After checking the points, Tang Chao praised his memory ability!
This is indeed the right place. He still had some impression of the two irritable Canary dogs at the door, and vaguely remembered that he broke their necks. Oh, what two poor little guys... Thinking like this, Tang Chao
With a compassionate look on his face, he put on the black leather gloves he bought from the roadside store...
At this time, in a brightly lit secret room in the main city 20 kilometers away, Lawrence was facing several helpers who had rushed in from nearby places, most of them elite gunmen from the Pacino family.
Mobilization before war, impassioned tone,
"...The general situation is like this. Guys, the enemy we face this time is extraordinary. I have just described the specific situation and will not repeat it again. However, it is necessary to remind you that he is really strong and powerful.
It's so scary, so in the next period of time, we have to unite and fight side by side..."
"...Do you still have any doubts or questions? It's best to tell them now and I will answer them for you. When it comes time to take action, I don't want to hear other voices... Regarding this point, I need to reiterate that I
I am the sole leader and commander of this operation. This cannot be changed. I believe that the orders you received are also the same! Of course, I am very democratic and will not act arbitrarily, let alone let you die in vain. This
You will know after our next contact, who has something to say now..."
"I want to know the quantity and quality of the family support manpower you mentioned just now!" After saying this, a middle-aged man with a fierce expression on the left glanced across the table and said coldly, "You also said that he is very strong.
He is the world's top killer. If this is the case, I will not be careless in the face of such an enemy, and I don't want my teammates and I to be dragged down or even killed by pig teammates!"
"Steve, what do you mean by that!" A rough black man on the right who felt that he had just been under the spotlight asked angrily with a gloomy face.
The middle-aged man curled his lips slightly and replied casually: "If someone's brain is still functioning normally... yes, that's what you think!"
Bang, he slapped the table and stood up, "Fake——"
"Calm down, calm down, guys!" Lawrence lowered his palms to control the situation, "About this, you don't need to worry at all. The authority I have obtained is beyond your imagination. In fact, right now, there are many elite gunners from the family.
The formed action team is on its way here, and by this time tomorrow, most of them will be in place. Believe me, I know this opponent better than you do, and you should be more cautious."
The middle-aged man nodded lightly when he heard this and leaned back in his chair, indicating that there were no other problems. At this time,
"There is a problem." The gloomy-looking man sitting at the corner of the table squinted his eyes and spread his hands, "Our current strength does not seem to be enough to kill the opponent, and it will take time until the support arrives. There is a time difference here.
It’s enough for a rookie killer to buy a plane ticket and fly over our heads several times... let alone a top killer in the world, how can we track his whereabouts then?"
"A very meaningful question!" Lawrence clapped his hands a few times, glanced appreciatively at the gloomy man and explained patiently, "I have also considered this problem and have several countermeasures. You can listen to it.
First of all, he should not choose to hide next, but will continue to cause damage. Among them
The reason involves the personal affairs of the Vito family, so I won’t go into details here. All you need to know is this. Secondly, in addition to the gunmen, I also transferred a special logistics support team from the family to form a complete
Combat command center, they will collect intelligence and give professional advice on it, and finally..."
Looking at the helpers with different expressions who were listening attentively, Lawrence smiled, "I just said that the permissions I have obtained this time are beyond your imagination. In addition to those within the family, there are also those outside the family... Just
Before you came here, around 6:30 in the evening, I had already issued assassination missions to several local killer agencies with high rewards. Of course, I didn’t think they would complete it, but I thought these local snakes would treat this person from afar well.
The one who came is Mr. Ghost. Haha, as long as he takes action, he will stay..."
Before he finished speaking, a cell phone suddenly rang, resounding throughout the secret room. Lawrence was startled when he heard the sound, and frowned subconsciously. He saw the big black man on his right raising his hand in embarrassment, glaring angrily at the middle-aged man across the table who was sneering disdainfully.
He took out his vibrating phone from his pocket and said, "Sorry, sorry... uh, can I answer the phone?"
Lawrence twitched the corners of his mouth and spread his hands to make a self-defeating gesture.
The conversation on the phone didn't last long, and of course the current environment doesn't allow for chatting, but the call was not hung up by the black man. In fact, he listened to what was said for a few seconds after the call was connected, and just asked something with a surprised expression.
, there fell into a blind tone of toot.
"what happened?"
"Nothing... It seems to be a distress call, I didn't hear it clearly..." The big black man scratched his head, collected his thoughts and explained, "The caller was Andrew. He works at the Temple of Hell, about a mile away from here.
He is the person in charge of a town in the western suburbs twenty kilometers away. He and I usually have some contact, um, business dealings, but now, he seems to have been attacked..."
After a pause, he waved his hand and put away his phone, "Forget it, don't worry about him, just treat it as a prank and let's continue."
Lawrence nodded and didn't think anything of it. Of course, neither he nor the others here thought it was a prank call. Who would take it as a prank, but it had nothing to do with them but it was true. The Pacino family is the Pacino family.
The Mighty Prison God's Court is the Mighty Prison God's Court. If it were normal time, that gang would help. It is the headquarters unit after all, but now they naturally have no time to pay attention.
"Then continue... Well, actually it's nothing. By the way, I just gave our operation a codename, called Demon Hunter. Haha, hunting ghosts. What do you think?"