At 5:30 in the afternoon, Ximenlang, who was far away in Los Angeles, received a call from Fatty Han and heard some ominous news.
"Brother Lang, Team Leader Muteng is missing."
Ximen Lang was startled and asked hurriedly: "What's going on? Can you tell me more details?"
Fatty Han said: "Since yesterday, members of the dark group have been unable to contact leader Mu Teng until now. Just now, several important members of the dark group forced their way into Mu Teng's hiding place and found that his whereabouts were unknown. In the basement
There is only the body of his deputy inside. Now the members of the dark team have been looking around, but there is no news yet."
Ximen Lang frowned, feeling the seriousness of the matter, and said: "Fat man, Muteng is in a very bad situation now. You have to control the secret team members. We can't lose our eyes and ears."
Fatty Han agreed, "Understood, I have already done this. I have contacted several important members of the dark group and asked them to tell me directly if they have anything to do."
"You did a good job. In addition, you and Bu Qingyun are always ready for battle to prevent enemy invasion."
"Okay, we will be on full alert."
"It seems that someone has discovered our traces and is going to kill us. I will go back tonight."
"You dare to attack us and rebel against them. Brother Lang, don't worry. We brothers will work together and those bastards will not succeed..."
After Ximenlang hung up the phone, he immediately dialed the number of the leader of the Devil's Army. After getting through, he said, "Colonel Beate, there is a big deal. Can you, the Devil's Army, do it?"
Beate responded: "What kind of business, tell me?"
"In short, he helped me kill people. The specific target has not been determined. One thing is for sure. The other party is a gangster with a background and is not easy to mess with."
"That doesn't matter. As long as you are willing to pay, we dare to deal with even Satan. Whatever the mafia is, we will destroy them all the same. But you don't have a target yet, so how can you count the money?"
"Well, let's calculate the money on a daily basis. From now on, you devil soldiers are at my disposal. I will pay you one million US dollars every day until the mission is over. How about that?"
"That's a good idea, very good. This is the first time I've met such a generous boss like you. The deal is done. Since we are old friends, the deposit will be waived and the accounts will be settled directly at the end of the mission. It's now five o'clock.
At fifteen minutes, I'll start billing."
"No problem, I won't miss you a cent of the money. Now you go to Los Angeles immediately. I will contact you then. Maybe I will ask you to deal with someone. Maybe it is nothing, I just let you go there and have a sleep."
"
"Okay, let's do it right away. This is really a good deal, very good."
After Ximen Lang reached an agreement with the Devil's Soldiers, he paced around the office anxiously, wondering which force had kidnapped Mu Teng. After thinking about it, he dialed the number of Aunt Liao, one of the eight special forces, and ordered the other parties to go there separately.
The three major gangs in Los Angeles will spy on intelligence and look for Muteng...
In Los Angeles, in the luxurious private room No. 11 of the Durola Restaurant, the leader of the Chinese Sect of M Country was sitting on a chair behind a round table, and two beauties in cheongsam were sitting next to him, looking as if they were enjoying a lot of sex.
After Holden opened the door and came in, he found that John Teng was accompanied by a woman. He was stunned for a moment and asked with a smile: "John, who are these two beauties?"
Teng John said with a smile: "They are my two new lovers. They are my aunt and my niece. How about I am quite lucky? Come and sit down. I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Holden sat down across from the three of them, looked at the two women with interest, and said with a smile: "Very good, pretty standard oriental beauties. I saw blossoming peach blossoms in their eyes. I guess their beds
The skills must be great.”
Teng John Y said with a smile: "You are right, they are indeed very good. If you are interested, I can let them accompany you."
"Forget it. Remember there is a saying in country Z that has been circulating for a long time, which is that a gentleman does not take away what others like. You should keep it for yourself and enjoy it. John, let's talk about business. Do you think we can let them avoid it?"
"No, they are both people I can trust, so there is no need to guard against them. Holden, I would like to ask, has Mr.
face.
Without any precautions, Holden suddenly heard the other party mentioning Mr.
Although he was disguised very cleverly, the slight change in his eyes just now was caught by the careful Teng John. He was angry in his heart and cursed secretly, you bastard, you are still pretending to me!
John Teng smiled and said, "You'll understand when you look at this." He clicked on the video file on the laptop in front of him, turned the computer around, and faced Holston with the screen.
On the computer screen, a man was answering questions in order to inject drugs. Holden was secretly shocked. When he heard that the man exposed his conspiracy, his face suddenly changed color, and he said in panic: "Slander...
This is pure slander, it is not the case... John, you have to believe me..."
John Teng said angrily: "The facts are here, how dare you quibble? Holden, I am so blind that I was fooled by you..." He put his hand on the side of his leg and held the handle of the gun on the chair.
"No, listen to my explanation. Someone else must have framed me..." Even though Holden said this, he knew in his heart that the other party had this video material and must have investigated it clearly. At this point, he can only
He turned against him, stood up abruptly, quickly reached into the pocket of his suit with his right hand, and pulled out his pistol.
Unexpectedly, before Holden could point his pistol, John Teng had already raised his right hand, showed his automatic pistol, and decisively pulled the trigger.
"Da da da da..."
The angry bullets poured out and hit Holden's chest. In an instant, more than ten blood holes appeared on his body, and red blood spattered out from the bullet holes. The scene was extremely terrifying.
Holston let out a shrill scream, a look of reluctance flashed in his eyes, his body shook several times, and he fell to the ground with a plop, dying.
When the gunfire rang out, dozens of bodyguards in the corridor were frightened. They hurriedly pulled out their pistols and rushed towards Private Room No. 11.
Suddenly, the door of private room No. 5 at the back was pushed open, and more than ten members of the M Guohua Sect poured out from inside. They all held submachine guns in their hands and opened fire fiercely at the many bodyguards in front.
Did the frightening gunfire sound? The bullets shot over like raindrops, hitting the bodyguards. Only screams could be heard one after another. In an instant, before the more than fifty bodyguards could turn around to fight back, they were shot and fell.
In a pool of blood, they were all shot to death, and no one survived.