More than 3,000 people from the Huamen Killing Camp are stationed in the woods. These people carry compressed biscuits, sausages, lunch meat and other food as well as mineral water in their backpacks, which is enough for three days, so they can hide here safely.
At half past eight in the night, when the sky was dark, Ximen Lang, Ye Jianfan, Hu Keya and two members of the killing team walked out of the woods and onto the road.
In the distance, a Cherokee Jeep drove by quickly. The driver was a young man in his twenties with dyed blond hair, earrings and a nose ring. Sitting next to him was a woman with dyed red hair and heavy makeup.
It was like a ghost, jazz music surrounded the car, and the two people were twisting their bodies and shouting loudly as if they were having an epileptic seizure.
Ximenlang smiled and said, "Let's borrow this car. It looks quite spacious."
Ye Jianfan nodded and rushed over to block the car's path.
However, Huang Mao, who was driving inside, seemed to be on drugs. When he saw someone appearing, instead of stepping on the brakes, he stepped on the accelerator and rushed forward.
Hu Keya was startled and said hurriedly: "Captain Ye, get out of the way..."
Ye Jianfan frowned, and when the front of the car was about to touch his body, he suddenly turned sideways, grabbed the travel rack on the roof of the car with his right hand, lifted his body off the ground, and was carried forward by the off-road vehicle.
The off-road vehicle was traveling at a fast speed. Ye Jianfan, who was pressed against the car door, felt the strong wind blowing on his face. His messy hair was fluttering back and forth, and the muscles on his face were trembling.
The guy driving the car patted the pay-off reel and laughed crazily, shouting incomprehensibly in Vietnamese. "Haha... It's so fucking enjoyable... Floating, floating... Haha..."
Ye Jianfan cursed, "Asshole, stop the car quickly..." He raised his left arm, a sharp rapier came out of his sleeve, passed it through the car window, and slashed the other person's face, and a five or six centimeter line appeared.
There was a long gash, and blood gushed out.
The man driving the car felt a cold feeling on his face, and then a sharp pain hit him. He howled in pain, and when he recovered from his dazed state, he discovered that a very thin sharp sword was pressed against his throat.
The guy was startled, turned around in a hurry and asked, "Who are you?"
The other party spoke in Vietnamese, and Ye Jianfan couldn't understand it at all, so he had to try and say in a cold voice in English: "Stop the car quickly, or I will kill you..."
The man driving the car understood this English sentence, so he didn't dare to be lazy and quickly stepped on the brakes. Because the rapier was pressed against his neck, the guy didn't dare to brake suddenly, for fear that the rapier would pierce his throat under the action of inertia.
Press the brakes as hard as you can to stop the off-road vehicle.
Ye Jianfan's arms trembled, and the rapier retracted into his sleeves. After his feet landed on the ground, he opened the car door and pulled out the yellow-haired man inside forcefully and domineeringly.
The man still wanted to struggle, but he was not as strong as Ye Jianfan. He staggered and fell to the road. He said angrily: "What do you want to do?"
"Shut up!"
Ye Jianfan kicked him over and hit the opponent on the head. The guy's eyes went black, stars flew everywhere, and he tilted his head and fainted on the road.
Seeing this scene, the woman in the car yelled: "You bastard, you dare to hit my lover..." She opened the car door and got out, and rushed towards Ye Jianfan with her teeth and claws bared, intending to use her sharp nails as a weapon to scratch him till he was bloody.
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Ye Jianfan slapped her across the face, causing the woman to sit on the ground with a scream. He got into the off-road vehicle, started it, put the reverse gear on, and drove the vehicle back quickly.
In an instant, the off-road vehicle stopped next to Ximen Lang. Ye Jianfan stepped on the brakes to stop and said: "General Manager, you all can get in the car."
Ximen Lang smiled and said: "Battle Commander Ye has borrowed the car. Everyone, please get in the car."
Hu Keya gave a thumbs up and praised: "Captain Ye is so awesome, I'm really convinced."
The four of them got in the car, and Hu Keya sat in the passenger seat, guiding Ye Jianfan to drive to Hanoi. More than 20 minutes later, the off-road vehicle arrived in Hanoi, came to Mingsha Street, and stopped in front of the Heavenly Kingdom Coffin Shop at No. 44
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The five people got off the car and walked into the coffin shop. The shop was not very big, with fifty or sixty square meters inside. There were five eerie red-painted coffins. The pungent smell of paint floated in the air, and there was something strange about the room.
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There is a long wooden counter on the north side of the room, with a bottle of whiskey, a wine glass, and a box of authentic Cuban cigars on it. Sitting on the chair behind the counter is an old white man with a bald head and a big beard, his face covered with cloth.
He was full of wrinkles and seemed to be very old. Hearing the noise, he raised his head and looked at the few people who had just walked in.
Ximenlang walked over, followed by Ye Jianfan and Hu Keya, as well as two members of the killing camp carrying suitcases. He stood in front of the counter and asked in English: "Is there an octopus with thirteen claws?"
The old man opposite nodded and spoke in English, "Yes, please wait a moment." He turned around and shouted towards the doorway leading to the backyard on the right: "Buruo, a guest is here to discuss business, take him to see the boss.
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A tall black man with bulging muscles all over his body came out, looking very powerful, and said: "Please follow me."
Ximen Lang and others followed him through the doorway, and they immediately felt enlightened. It turned out that there was a cave behind, a spacious yard covering an area of 17 or 18 acres.
There are houses built around the courtyard, some of which serve as warehouses, and some of which are garages. Seven foreign men in black suits are walking back and forth in the courtyard. When they see someone coming in, they all look over with vigilant eyes. The left chest of these guys is slightly bulging.
Some, no doubt, had pistols hidden in their suits, and these were the gunmen raised by Hodall.
The big black man named Buluo said: "They are all here to discuss business. They made appointments with the boss."
When the seven foreign men heard the explanation, they looked away and continued walking around the yard.
Buluo led Ximenlang and others to a room with a castle door to the east, knocked on the door twice, and said: "Boss, the businessman is here."
In pure Cockney English came the voice, "Let him in."
Buruo opened the heavy wooden door and said, "Please, our boss is in the house."
Ximenlang and others walked in and saw that the interior of the house was extremely spacious, decorated in a European classical style, with brown carpets on the floor, and a foreign man wearing glasses sitting on the brown sofa. He looked like he was in his fifties and had gray hair.
His hair was meticulously combed back, making him look like a university professor, but his green eyes behind the lenses showed a cunning look from time to time. Under the man's feet, there was a black leopard. When he saw everyone coming in, he suddenly