As for this private estate, outsiders have no idea that it is Akkad’s private property!
But Wang Lin, who has been secretly investigating Akkad, knows that Akkad has been looking for a heart that matches his son on the black market for the sake of his young son who has a heart disease!
After several months of investigation, Wang Lin discovered that Akkad was connected to a gang that sold human organs, so he asked Tolja to follow this clue to investigate.
But Wang Lin didn't expect that he would receive a call from Pang Yuan today, asking him to help Wan Yunting find his arrested niece. As a result, now he got involved with Akkad by accident.
"How long has that little girl been taken in?"
Wang Lin asked, and at the same time he took out his mobile phone and called Wan Yunting...
"It's been fifteen minutes."
Tolja was Wang Lin's informant, and he spent the entire afternoon lurking around the manor to observe.
Because Akkad's youngest son was brought here today, Wang Lin asked Tolja to guard him.
Wang Lin called Wan Yunting, and the result showed that the other party's phone was turned off, which made him frown. When Tolja said that the little girl had been brought in for twenty minutes, he knew that the matter was urgent. If it was delayed any longer, it was very likely that everything had been done inside.
Had surgery.
But because this matter involved General Akkad, Wang Lin understood that his superior might have been bribed by the other party!
The only way for those people now is to enter the manor themselves and get the criminal evidence that Akkad colluded with the organ trafficking gang!
As long as the evidence is disclosed to the external media, it will not help no matter how powerful Akkad is.
"Let's go in..."
Wang Lin no longer wastes time, now he must sneak into the manor to find Cheng Wan'er, hoping to rescue her and obtain evidence of Akkad's crime...
However, Wan Yunting was sitting in the van at this time. About forty minutes later, the van drove into a remote village outside the suburbs of Slow Valley.
But because his mobile phone didn't have time to charge, it is now turned off.
As the van slowly entered the village, we saw hundreds of three-wheelers filled with people, pouring in from all over and converging in the village...
Wan Yunting knows that tonight will be a fierce battle!
After a while, the van stopped in an open square, and on a high platform, there was a single sofa. On the small table next to it were a bottle of foreign wine and wine glasses, as well as a plate of grapes and an ashtray.
A man with white hair, wearing a white suit and shiny white leather shoes. He was sitting on the sofa on the high platform with a carefree attitude, smoking a cigar in one hand and looking at Wan Yunting who got off the van.
, Silver Hair grinned evilly.
brush…
Immediately, a group of young people emerged from the surrounding area. It was estimated that there were seven or eight hundred people. At the same time, there were still people rushing here. Each of these people was carrying various knives and sticks in their hands, and they surrounded Wan Yunting in the center.
Each and every one of these vicious men is the younger brother of the local Leng Shao force...
Wan Yunting looked calm, not at all frightened by the fight. He took the last puff of his cigarette, then threw it on the ground, raised his toes and rubbed the cigarette butt a few times before looking up at Yin who was sitting on the sofa on the high platform.
Mao was surrounded by a group of people, all the bosses of various forces.
"Is this what you prepared for me?"
Wan Yunting raised his head and glanced at the people around him, his eyes cold and gloomy.
But in the next second, his expression changed, and his whole aura suddenly burst out. He looked up at Yin Mao sitting on the high platform, and shouted using his Qi Luck Kung Fu: "Where is my niece? Bring her out and let me see her!"
The sound was like thunder, shaking the whole place, causing the eyes of the surrounding group of boys to change color. Looking at Wan Yunting who was surrounded in the middle, one could feel the kingly aura released from his body from a distance.
Even Yin Mao's expression on the high platform was condensed at this moment, and his eyes were fixed on Wan Yunting. The other person's eyes were like a bloodthirsty wolf. The powerful murderous intent made Yin Mao twitch and tremble inexplicably...
Illusion, this is an illusion!
Yinmao knew that Wan Yunting could fight and killed Wu Zhongsheng and many others in Yuenan, but this time he summoned more than a thousand men to the scene.
So Yinmao suddenly stood up, took two steps forward, looked directly at Wan Yunting below who was surrounded by many younger brothers, took a puff of cigar and slowly spit it out, and said with a sinister smile: "Boy, do you really think that today
Late, will I let you leave alive?"
Wan Yunting's eyes were sharp, like two knives, he looked directly at Yin Mao on the high platform, his aura was fully activated, and he shouted domineeringly: "I want you to bring my niece out!"
Yin Mao's eyes widened, facing Wan Yunting's cruel look, which made him feel inexplicably afraid and timid, but he was still strong, not to mention there were thousands of younger brothers present, Yin Mao's lips raised with a sneer: "I want to see your niece
, then you should stay alive first, go ahead, kill him!"
With an order, more than a thousand people surrounded Wan Yunting. They each raised their swords and sticks and shouted to kill Wan Yunting...
At this moment, Wan Yunting's eyes widened. He looked at a group of young men with swords and sticks who rushed over first. He knew that if he didn't scare them, he would never see Wan'er.
ah…
With a scream, a young man flew backwards, knocking a group of people behind him to the ground...
clang…
With the sound of iron rods colliding with iron rods, Wan Yunting snatched a young man's steel rod, threw the stick hard on the shoulders of a young man behind him, beat him to the ground, and then gave him to Wan Yunting.
He kicked out and knocked down a group of young men who were pressing up from behind...
However, there were too many people, and countless people surged up towards Wan Yunting in the center like a tide. The clanging sounds of swords and sticks, as well as the constant screams and wails, resounded throughout the square...
And Yin Mao, who was on the high platform, returned to the sofa and sat with his legs crossed. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip. He raised his head and looked proudly. He was illuminated by several high-beam headlights and looked like a square in daytime. Thousands of clouds.
Ting holds a machete in his left hand and a steel rod in his right hand. His movements are wide and open, without any routine at all.
Because in this kind of group fight, the competition is to see who is more ruthless, with more fierce movement speed and strength. In addition, Wan Yunting no longer feels a trace of guilt towards these drug traffickers and criminals, so he attacks very fiercely, basically
With one blow of the stick and one chop with the knife, someone fell to the ground crying and bleeding...
In less than five minutes, a group of people were already lying on the ground. They were either holding their broken hands and feet, or holding their arms that had been chopped off by a machete. Blood was dripping on the cement floor of the square, and the sounds of painful wailing continued to echo...
This made Yin Mao and the other bosses on the high platform stare blankly, looking at the shocking scene of fierce and tragic scenes in the square in disbelief, making their hearts tremble inexplicably...
Yinmao's face was ferocious, staring at the square. He was holding a knife and stick and kept cutting down the boys to the ground. The blood had stained his white T-shirt, but this was not Wan Yunting's blood, but these gangsters.