We have long known that the prisons in this country are so overcrowded.
If possible, the warden would even like to 'clear out' some of the prisoners here. Even if half of the prisoners are cleared, the place is still very crowded.
Scum, garbage, moths...
The warden, who was enjoying dinner in his office, was not in a good mood at the moment. He was thinking about finding a few prisoners to have fun with later to make himself feel better.
After all, in this boring place, only having fun with the prisoners can make you feel a little bit of excitement in this place full of stench, noise, and death.
Suddenly, two bright lights shot in from the glass window on his side, making the warden unable to open his eyes. At the same time, a call from the country's power center also came directly here.
"Take out the following two prisoners immediately, the escort has arrived."
The call was quickly hung up, and the warden also saw clearly the source of the bright light, the armed helicopter!
Fa... what happened? Such a thing was actually dispatched to escort two prisoners? Although, the two prisoners mentioned in the phone call were notorious guys.
"Ma, bring these two guys Bucky and Doflamingo to me immediately!!"
Despite this, the warden immediately arranged for his prison guards to extract these two guys from the tightly guarded cabin.
Not only here, but also in two other prisons on this hot summer night, the same situation occurred.
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Rio Municipal Theater.
Song Haoran was looking at the screen on his mobile phone and Lluvia was filming the scene through video.
All the guests were under supervision at this time and squatted under the stage, making it look very crowded. This reminded Song Haoran of the current situation of this country's famous prison.
Because he left the scene midway to communicate with his father, Song Haoran was 'lucky' to escape this disaster, so that he would not appear so passive. At least, outside the eyes of these gangsters, he had a lot of room to move.
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"There is a bomb, be careful, I will find a way."
After sending a text message to lluvia, Song Haoran began to think about his next action. This place was extremely dangerous. The gangsters had the force to fight the police head-on, and they also had high explosives that could blow up the entire theater.
...The key is still the presence of explosives.
There is no doubt that with his own skills, he can leave this place safely. After all, he is not trapped in the concert hall. However, it is impossible for him to abandon his two men and leave alone.
Decades ago, my father traveled across the ocean and came to this continent alone, struggled hard, and built his current business. He only relied on a pair of blood-stained hands and friendship.
Emotional meaning, worth thousands of gold.
He has always been taught this...teaching him that if you want the people under your command to work wholeheartedly for their lives, then you must also live with them.
All entrances to the concert hall are manned. No matter whether it is inside or outside the door, if there is any trouble, there will probably be more than one gun waiting for you.
"It's a bit difficult." Song Haoran frowned.
Through lluvia's video, he naturally saw the occasional bullets fired from the VIP room stands. They were not aimed at any one person present, they seemed to be shot casually. But it was precisely because of such actions that Song Haoran felt like this
The cruelty of the gang leader.
The real regard for human life is careless.
As for outside the theater, I could see through the window that it was surrounded by a large number of police cars and assault vehicles. The police riot team had been on standby early and tightly sealed off the four sides of the theater.
Further afield, the road has been completely blocked... The sound of vehicles honking their horns is like the sound of dissatisfaction emanating from the city at night.
"It seems that they are negotiating... I just don't know what the conditions are." Song Haoran took a quick look and left silently. He planned to sneak into the back of the stage to see if he could sneak in.
It's best to find where the bomb is installed.
Taking a deep breath, Song Haoran suddenly put his palm on his chest... His hand seemed to be grabbing something through his clothes.
It was a small, round, sun-shaped ancient sign with ancient characters engraved on it. It was something he found during his expedition from a hidden temple in the Amazon jungle.
He had earlier told a story about a jungle adventure with a domestic friend whom he had known for only an hour or two in a Spanish restaurant. He had told the young man about meeting a terrifying giant python, but he had not told anything.
Man, during that expedition, he got such an ancient medallion, or it would be more appropriate to turn it into a badge.
The emblem of the Sun God...Since he didn't know the origin of this thing, Song Haoran had already named it long ago.
Holding only the badge of the Sun God that he carried close to his body, Song Haoran closed his eyes tightly at this moment. At this time, his mind seemed to be separated from his body, and a feeling of lightness made his soul seem to change.
He felt happy, but his body felt like a heavy shackle, making him feel a bad feeling of restraint at the same time.
The thoughts of detachment are now spreading, like ripples, gradually spreading to the edge of the theater.
In his mind, this huge theater also began to be rebuilt. As a result, he 'saw' everything in the theater... naturally including the guys hiding in the dark, and the things buried deep enough to explode.
The horror that destroyed this place.
After a moment, Song Haoran opened his eyes again, his forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat, and he felt the fatigue coming from his body.
This badge of the Sun God gave him a full range of sensory abilities, but at the same time, every time he used it, it would greatly consume his physical strength and energy. Song Haoran did not dare to use it more.
"There are seven bomb locations." Song Haoran recalled the locations of the things he 'saw', "There are twenty-three gangsters, and the leader is Roger..."
Ordinary people may have long forgotten about Roger, or may not know it at all. However, for Song Haoran, who lives in the dark side of this land, he naturally knows it.
In the archives of 'Iris', there is a manual that lists dangerous people from various countries in South America, and this Roger is one of them.
The son of the former leader of the Imperial Capital Command... and the 'Imperial Capital Command' can be said to be the most powerful gang in the country.
"A Senate president, guests from many countries, and many high-ranking people in society are almost enough if they can be used as bargaining chips to negotiate with the country."
Song Haoran took off his suit jacket and folded up the sleeves, then moved his neck and revealed a charming smile.
He likes adventure...this time is a very good adventure.
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"Bucky, Doflamingo, Moria and Crocodile!" The old man of the Senate looked at the madman in front of him solemnly.
He has already remembered who Roger is... the son of the gang leader who named himself in such an unscrupulous way as 'Command'!
"The people you want have been extracted from the place where they were imprisoned." The old man of the Senate said quickly at this time: "But you also know that it takes time to send these people from different places. Only the remaining
It can’t be delivered here in less than thirty minutes!”
"If you're one minute late, I'll kill one." Roger said without caring, "There are quite a few people down there, right? Even if you're two or three hours late, it's still more than enough."
Madman! Scumbag!
The anger in the eyes of the old man of the Senate became more and more intense, but he could not resist... He even looked feebly at a small object that Roger had thrown on the table.
To be precise, this is a remote control with only one red button... However, such a simple thing controls the lives of all the hostages on site.
High explosives capable of blowing up an entire theater... Thinking of such a terrifying thing buried under his feet, the elder Senate president couldn't calm down.
As for the 'greedy fat pig', he was even more unbearable, sweating like rain and trembling all over.
However, listening to Roger's threatening words, the Senate President had no choice but to quickly dial the phone again.
Not long after, the old man hurriedly said: "Molia can be reached the fastest, after all, the prison where he is being held is the closest to here! Roger, please don't completely anger the government. You should know that we will send people to the prison as soon as possible."
Extracting it is enough to show our sincerity."
"Hmm... pretty good." Roger nodded, "I haven't seen Moria for a long time."
When Roger smiled, the Senate President relaxed slightly... At least this guy wouldn't do anything too extreme, right?
Bang!
"But, I'm still bored."
This shot directly hit the cheek of an orchestra member on the stage below, penetrating directly from the left cheek to the right cheek...
After this shot, the elder Senate president had no time to imagine what would happen next. He just looked at the devilish smile on this man's face in horror.
"Don't make me wait too long."
"Hurry! No matter what method you use, I will see these four guys appear at the theater door in half an hour!!!"
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There were twenty-three gangsters in total, and they were extremely vicious.
These people, if left alone anywhere, can cause great damage. But even so, it is not easy for twenty-three people to completely control the entire theater.
Destruction and care are not the same after all.
The hostages in the lobby of the concert hall were okay. However, those who had entered the VIP room may have slipped through the net, or someone may have taken advantage of the chaos to hide.
Roger's two men were currently searching room after room for these fish that had slipped through the net.
The theater may have many staff outside the concert hall, but as long as it completely controls all the hostages in the concert hall, it is enough. After all, no matter how excellent the theater employees are, they cannot compare to an ordinary foreign exchange group.
member.
Thanks to the structure of this theater, the thugs only need to guard a few entrances and exits to suppress the scene, and then allocate manpower to search one by one.
"Hey, speaking of it, there are so many murder cases that have happened recently, which attracted most of the police force and relaxed the supervision on us. Otherwise, we would not have been able to blend into the upp team so easily."
Holding the P-90 on his chest with both hands, one of the gangsters seemed quite relaxed at this time. He walked in the corridor on the upper floor of the theater and opened a VIP room with his companions to watch.
Before this, I had already searched once, and now I am checking for gaps.
Roger is a complete lunatic, but at the same time he is also a cautious guy. He will not do this type of search many times before he achieves his goal.
Gunshots would occasionally sound. The two knew that this was their leader making fun of themselves, so they just smiled at each other and continued searching.
At this time, a figure quietly landed on the ceiling of the corridor the two of them had just passed.
That was Song Haoran. He had successfully sneaked in here and heard the movements of the two gangsters, so he climbed up to the ceiling and waited for the two men to pass by.
When a person falls to the ground, there is bound to be a sound, no matter how slight it is. When hearing the sound, the two gangsters turned around instantly, held down the P-90 and pointed it out at a lightning speed.
However, the figure in front of him was too fast. In just an instant, one of them had already fallen down. He couldn't even clearly see how the other person took action.
Another gangster was also knocked to the ground at the same time. He didn't even have time to shoot. The joints of his body were in abnormal pain at this time, and his body was wrapped around Song Haoran like an octopus.
Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu.
Song Haoran is no stranger to killing people. Many years ago, his father asked him, who was only a teenager, to go into the jungle alone and fight ferocious beasts. From the age of sixteen, he followed his father through the chaotic jungle.
War-torn places across South America.
Beneath the appearance of the noble young master, there is a bloody pulse.
Song Haoran opened his hands at this time, and of the two gangsters in front of him, one had his neck broken, and the other was knocked unconscious.
Without any hesitation, Song Haoran pulled out a black saber from the unconscious gangster and cut his throat directly...
"Twenty-one more."
What Song Haoran didn't notice was that when the two gangsters, especially the gangster whose throat was slit, died, the 'Emblem of the Sun God' he was carrying around his body actually lit up slightly.
Just when Song Haoran was about to properly dispose of the two corpses, a strange noise alerted him.
In fact, activating the 'Emblem of the Sun God' will cause his perception to soar crazily, but on weekdays, his senses are becoming more and more acute. It seems that as the days get longer, the improvement in sensory convenience will continue.
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For example, hearing, at this moment, his hearing is far better than that of ordinary people.
The source of the sound came from another box on one side. Song Haoran looked calm and walked slowly towards this box.
He had already heard movement...it was the sound of footsteps.
Sure enough, there was someone hiding in the room, and he heard footsteps. He was sure that the other person was very frightened at this time and was constantly retreating.
Maybe, you are still looking around, trying to find a place to hide?
In front of the door, Song Haoran stopped, suddenly showed a smile, and said calmly: "Don't be nervous, I am the person sent by the government to rescue you."
...that's weird.
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ps1: Don’t complain about the names of those prisoners, and don’t laugh. Because you said that foreigners’ names are difficult to remember, so in order to facilitate the book friends, especially in terms of memory, I used local materials, which is definitely not the case.
Because I'm too lazy to remember the name (dead face).
