Marvel Space and Time Administration Growth Log

He didn't have to wait long. Soon, with the sudden outbreak of gunfire in the yard, the target was at his doorstep. Several thugs with guns ran straight to the car and tried to rush out.

But it was just a short and light bullet, and the bullets fired from the light machine gun directly knocked the opponent down.

"Put your hands up! FBI!" Lancer sent a message that they had obtained the understanding of the FBI's New York branch. Since they were also responsible for the incident, they could use the FBI's name in the rescue operation. Of course, all the credit afterwards would naturally belong to the "glorious and upright" FBI.

With a series of short bursts of shooting, Lancer's crew showed their cold murderous intent and accurately knocked down several people running in front. Naturally, no one would be stupid enough to rush out of the room.

And the cleaning in the room is also

The battle started quickly. With stun grenades clearing the way, John led his team in, shooting and knocking down the thugs who tried to stop them. When he changed the ammunition, the guys around him took over and quickly controlled most of the rooms in the main house.

“No, no, no…” Although he had been holding back bullets for a long time, after seeing his usually brave and aggressive subordinates being slaughtered like chickens, the gangster boss dropped his gun and said, “I’m the one you’re looking for! Man! I know the questions you want to ask! Don’t kill me!”

"Very good... give me the answer, and then I'll give you a chance to escape!" John looked at the man in front of him with cold eyes, and his tone was so chilling that it made the black market broker's neck shrink.

In order to save his own life, the black market middleman threw away the gun in his hand immediately, put his hands on his head and shouted loudly, fearing that he would be shot if he was a little late. Naturally, he had no backbone.

“Okay… okay…” The black market broker heaved a sigh of relief. “The Mexicans asked me to send the person to Tijuana.” Then the black market broker rambled on and on about the intelligence he knew. “I’m done, so… so…”

"..." John gestured to the back without saying a word, and the black market broker rushed to the back with a look of ecstasy. He didn't even have the courage to go back to his room to pack up, fearing that John would change his mind. He rushed out of the door and headed straight for the connecting road. As a result, as soon as he rushed to the street, he ran into a row of cars with their headlights pointed at his position.

"FBI! Put your hands up!" This time it was the real FBI shouting over there.

"Fuck..." But someone didn't know. He just heard what John and the others shouted when they rushed in, so he immediately thought that the killers behind him had changed their minds! They were going to kill him to silence him. He almost instinctively reached for his waist. This was probably the last mistake he made. He made a dangerous move in front of the American law enforcement agencies, as if he was going to pull out a gun? !

You think your life is a little too long, huh?

Because the black market broker was illuminated by the strong light of the car lights, he had no idea how many people surrounded him, but he saw a series of flames flashing among the strong lights. In the end, he even felt like he was flying. This magical experience surprised him, and this was his final perception.

"Evacuate!" John stood by the window and took a look. "Let's go. I'll treat everyone to a drink when we get back." After he finished speaking, a group of people laughed a few times without saying anything. Then they went directly into the night through a gap that the FBI almost deliberately left.

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"It seems that John and the others are very efficient!" Lanser, who was riding in a car, glanced at his mobile phone, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he asked John and the others to meet up at the airport.

"Of course not! They are just a few hooligans who can only bully ordinary people. It won't take John a minute to deal with them." Brother Sixteen shook his head and said that the opponent was too weak. In front of the fully armed John and his men, these guys were at most appetizers, no more.

"How do you feel? Do you feel a little more relaxed?!" Lancer's phone was connected immediately. John gave a brief report on the situation, but he couldn't say much on the phone. Since the target location was already clearly known, that was enough. Then Lancer chose to ask about John's condition in a teasing way.

"Don't worry, boss, I'm fine." John smiled and took a breath. The boss's method of relieving his stress was right. Smelling the smoke and blood, he calmed down. Although John was still very anxious, he was no longer anxious.

"Notify Marco and meet in Tijuana." Lancer nodded and just calmed down. People tend to do stupid things when they are irrational.

"Okay!" After John agreed, Lancer hung up the phone. Now was not the time to chat. Both Lancer and John had a lot of things to prepare because they were not traveling by boat.

"Ask Irons how much a raid mission will cost." Lancer thought about it and asked M4 to ask for information.

"it is good!"

1-180 What's the reason?

"BOSS!" In the VIP hall of New York Airport, John and his friends pushed their suitcases and walked into the VIP waiting hall wearing simple jeans and T-shirts. They found Lancer without much trouble, mainly because the proprietress in strange clothes was too eye-catching and easy to find.

Tian Cheng, who had just arrived, was asked to take photos by curious people on the way because he was wearing a traditional Japanese kimono. Tian Cheng was confused. Later, he simply put on a cold face and said "NO! NO!" to anyone who approached him, except Lanser. No one would care about them.

Because they had to fight as soon as they landed, they needed to be in a better mental state, and in order to avoid being kicked off the plane, Lancer usually chose to go directly to the business class on such a not-too-expensive flight. So they took their business class tickets and went directly to the VIP terminal.

hall.

Then after understanding that there was a free buffet provided for the VIP room, twenty minutes had passed and Lansel hadn't seen anyone from Tiancheng. Just now, Fei's mother said that she saw Tiancheng eating cake and drinking juice over there. Lansel thought about it and thought that there shouldn't be any problem... probably.

"Sit down. Our flight is still two and a half hours away. There's no rush." ​​Lanser looked at everyone and saw that no one looked unlucky. "Did you get anything special?"

As for whether John and his team had successfully solved the problem, Lancer had no intention of asking, because when John and his team were on their way here, this incident had already been reported as breaking news by the FBI. Of course, they didn't say anything nice about "black market brokers" but directly called the other party "slave owners". After all, in a room of only about 200 square meters, there were more than 300 illegal immigrants waiting to pay the ransom.

This is the largest case of human trafficking that New York State has uncovered recently. Yes, this is not a smuggling case! The FBI has classified it as human trafficking. Regardless of whether they are men or women, they have paid to come from Mexico, but most of them cannot afford the extortionate prices offered by the gangs. After being squeezed dry, they will become their "commodities" to be sold. As for the fate of these people, who cares.

So if this isn’t the new age slave trade, then what is?!

"Here!" After meeting Lancer, John handed Lancer a small bag filled with the cell phones they had obtained from the black brokers. Some of them had just rang for a while. Of course, after no one answered, they all fell into silence.

"Can it be solved?" Lancer handed the bag of more than a dozen mobile phones to SOPII beside him. Although a lot of information had been extracted through torture, it would be the best thing if more specific information could be obtained from these mobile phones.

"Hmm?" SOPII tilted her head to look at Lanser, picked up a tissue to wipe the juice stains on her mouth, then took the bag, "Let me see... Oh, they are all new models, and they still look very profitable!" SOPII took out a mobile phone from it and played with the phone in her hand. They were basically BlackBerry and early Android phones, but the models were all very new, "It saves trouble." She took out her notebook and pretended to connect the phone to it, and then changed to another phone after a while.

Lancer and the others were not worried that the surveillance system would capture them, because there was only one surveillance camera in this corner, and from the beginning, the surveillance system had slightly adjusted its angle to just pass over this rest area.

"We have indeed had a lot of contact with Tijuana recently, but there have also been several calls from Mexico City." These mobile phones did not last long in SOPII's hands. After cracking the passwords, he directly read all the messages in the phones and used this as a clue to begin a thorough investigation.

"Mexico City?" Lanser's eyes flickered. This was really interesting news. "Anyway, let's go to Tijuana first and pick up our respective gifts. Mother Fei, change their things."

"Okay!" Fei Ma nodded and took out a series of suitcases that had been stored in her space. Inside were some ordinary things that looked very daily. The large suitcases that John and the others carried, which were filled with guns and ammunition, were all put into the space.

"Hey..." SOPII nudged Lancer, "From the account numbers and passwords saved on his phone, I looked and it seems he has some small amounts of money, probably hundreds of thousands of dollars."

"Go, wash up, John and the others will take 5% according to the rules." Lanser shrugged, signaling SOPII to keep everything as usual, "Go eat something, after we get off the plane, we may not have time to eat something properly.

"I understand!" John nodded, then turned slightly and prepared to turn around to get the food.

"No need to go, boss. Food will be available in five minutes." One of John's team members came back from the buffet counter with a very simple American breakfast meal in his hand, including cheese toast, scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, and a little fruit salad.

"What?" Lanser was stunned. This VIP restaurant couldn't be that bad. He looked around. Mother Fei, the heroine, and Chkalov were at home. Huh? Where's the big fox? "Mother Fei, did you just say..."

"Yes, that's right." Fei Ma confirmed Lancer's question without hesitation.

"Binjiang, please take some effort to bring the escaped fox back first." Lan Se covered his face, smiled bitterly, and asked his heroine to go and pull Tiancheng back.

"Lord! I'm back!" Tiancheng held a glass of juice and sat down behind Lansor with a smile, "And they have already started serving the food, you can go and eat!" Tiancheng shook his head, obviously in a good mood.

"A fox on the loose...hahaha..." Binjiang couldn't help but start laughing.

"It's true that no one is watching over you and you just mess around." Fei Ma rolled her eyes at Tiancheng. Because she wasn't in good health, when she was in the port area, Akagi kept an eye on the commander and Tiancheng, asking her to take good care of her body. But obviously, as a strategist, Tiancheng was overworking her brain all day long, and her desire to eat all kinds of sweets was simply unstoppable. And now...

The environment of a cafeteria, and the master didn't take care of her for a while...

"Hehe..." It's hard to say whether she is full or not, but Tiancheng, who has already eaten her fill, sits behind Lanse with a smile, "Tiancheng didn't eat too much, only 60% full, my lord, don't worry." Tiancheng smiled and quietly revealed a fact. Just now, she didn't eat as much as Lanse imagined, and she didn't eat the entire small buffet restaurant in the VIP room by herself. Instead, it was Fei Ma and Binjiang who were sitting next to Lanse...

Well~ Smart Tiancheng knows that words that are not conducive to unity should not be said!

"It's okay, I'm not very hungry, just something to eat." John said with a smile. He had just planned to go to the terminal hall downstairs to find a small store to buy something to eat. After all, he didn't care whether there was free food or not. He just wanted to get to Tijuana as soon as possible, resolve the matter and rescue his daughter.

"Go ahead, eat something and then have a good rest. We have a lot of things to do after we get off the plane." Lancer said with a smile, and John and his group left.

"Lord! Do you have other purposes for going to Tijuana this time?" Tiancheng's eyes flickered. This is the border between the United States and Mexico. There are a large number of American companies building factories here, using Mexico's cheap labor to reduce their production costs.

Moreover, there are huge oil fields, avocado plantations, etc. in Mexico, which can be regarded as lucrative businesses in providing materials and supporting facilities to the United States. It is not wrong to say that there are actually many opportunities in Mexico.

"I roughly understand what you are thinking, so I called Ains and asked his people to come over to see if we can move the Tianqi business here. I think many wealthy people would be willing to donate generously for their own safety." Lanser did not explain in detail, but Tiancheng immediately nodded to indicate that he understood.

In Tiancheng's opinion, Lanser's words meant to take advantage of the poor people below. It was just a few bucks, and it was hard work, and they didn't make any money. If they wanted to make money, they would go after the rich and powerful! And controlling the safety of these rich and powerful people... didn't that mean they were being controlled?

After controlling most of the powerful and wealthy people in this country...does it matter who is the president of Mexico?

My Lord, this is a great plan! Tiancheng will make your wish come true!

With the above knowledge, Tiancheng smiled and began to quickly collect information related to Mexico with his notebook. Occasionally, he would poke AR15 next to him and ask her to help collect and screen some relevant information, and then start to sort out Mexico’s relationships and internal factional networks based on this information.

Just as Lancer was dozing off while hugging his Sixteenth Brother, thinking back on the whole thing to see if there was anything he had missed, after integrating memory fragments from many dimensions, the biggest benefit for Lancer was that he had a different perspective.

The thing Lancer didn't understand the most about the whole thing was why John's daughter was taken away from the United States! After all, as far as beautiful women are concerned, the price they can be sold for in the United States is definitely not what Mexico can afford, not to mention the mess along the way, so from a profit perspective, this is unreasonable.

As for revenge, the unlucky guy who failed to resign has been dealt with, so the revenge doesn't seem to need to be so exaggerated. Do a few women have to be shipped all the way back to Mexico? !

Lanser felt that this question was inexplicable... unless there was some special situation that required them to be sent back! What was the reason?

1-181 The vague figure of the environmentalist

Lancer didn't get off the plane directly in Tijuana, because that would basically save no one. After all, there was a possible reason for this incident, that is, someone wanted to take revenge on Lancer. After all, because some idiots wanted to pay with powder, Lancer directly rewarded the other party with a 406, destroying more than half of the manor, and countless people were killed and injured. However, because the other party immediately paid twice the payment, Lancer didn't waste time with them and turned around and left.

So Lancer's flight focused on San Diego, the city closest to Mexico. Although there were still many Mexican gangs in this city, it was better than landing directly in someone else's territory, wasn't it? Moreover, Lancer was well prepared.

"Alex!" Lancer smiled and hugged the person in front of him, "This time we are in trouble!"

"Listen, are you being polite? If you don't ask me for help, we can't be friends anymore!" Alex laughed and punched Lancer. Of course, he knew that some things were not right to talk about now, so he immediately changed the subject. He looked at the crowd behind Lancer and said, "Dude, do you have any... You have a few more people here."

"Here... I knew you, a bastard, would keep thinking about it. This is Osborn's new product, which hasn't been released yet. It will make you feel like your waist is broken the next day." These were men's whispers. The girls in Lancer raised their eyebrows, feeling that their commander seemed to have changed a little. Where did the elegant man go?

"Thank you! I know you care about me. Come with me! The higher-ups asked if you need support. If you do, just let me know. If nothing else, there's a Burke on its way back. I can help you block the enemy." Alex Hope put the small gift from Lancer into his pocket and smiled as he talked about what several officers at the base said when they learned about this incident.

Ask him to help with questions.

Lancer had good relations with many generals in the navy, and also with the officers and lieutenants below. Alex and Lancer had a fight in the bar because of the result of a football match. Although Lancer was a little drunk, he still remembered to stop his girls from trying to take sides. The two had a one-on-one fight, and then they both fell into the wood chips on the ground. Under the angry gaze of the mother, they smiled and started drinking again.

Although it was a bit strange, men's friendship is so strange. After a fight, the two became good friends. Later, with the help of Lancer, Alex got the qualification to participate in senior military officer training. In addition, he has a handsome face and a future father-in-law who is an admiral. It is true to say that he has a promising future.

Alex's brother, Stone Hope, was very grateful to Lancer for a while, but he soon regretted it. Lancer was a bad guy! He quickly got close to the middle and senior officers of the entire base through Alex. Some "small businesses" can make a lot of money for the entire San Diego base. But Stone Hope also knew that this was good for his brother, and...he didn't want to die because he blocked the money path of so many people, so he could only accept the money with tears.

So, Alex asked Lancer this question, because many people think that this is a good opportunity to help Lancer! And only by helping Lancer, Lancer will help them! Those bastards at Guantanamo Naval Base in Cuba did nothing but give out their patrol sheets, and how much did they earn! Damn it! They also want to be shareholders of some business! Salary is not as good as extra money.

"Thank you for your kindness. I don't need it for now. However, some people have contacted me recently and we are discussing the details." Lancer smiled and jumped into the US military vehicles with Alex. All of them were driven by special soldiers. The group went directly from the airport to the San Diego Naval Base.

"I see. It looks like your trial by the stone was successful." Alex nodded with a smile, and the two of them happily talked about business. For them, being able to make money without taking any risks is the best thing.

"What's the point of throwing a stone to test the water? It's just fishing. Many people will come up after seeing the profit. Hey! At that time, your role will be the most important. No one can go against his own money." Lanser said with his legs crossed, looking relaxed.

What Lanser didn't notice was that Tiancheng's eyes flickered when he heard this conversation. This layout, and judging from what Fei Ma meant, Lanser had similar chess pieces everywhere! What on earth was his lord preparing for?

"We're here! Yesterday I took some people to clean up the place, started the engine, ran it around for a while, and then filled it with fuel!" The car stopped next to a small ship in the military port. It used to patrol near the base. Now after the weapons were removed, the people in the base used it to go fishing or use it as a work boat. It's retired, so it doesn't matter if it sinks!" Alex shrugged, and then continued, "Burke will arrive in the waters near Mexico in two days. If you need to, you can contact them. The password is: The price of beer at the San Diego base has increased again. Just hide near them, and you will be a cargo ship that is temporarily replenishing supplies for Burke. Whoever fires at you is firing at the US Navy."

"What the hell is that password..." Lanser laughed, but he probably understood that this kind of words that were very much in line with life didn't sound like a code, so he could just use it when he talked. Although Lanser didn't plan to look for them, he still had to do the favor. "Thank you! I'll come back to have a drink with you."

"Then we have to have a few drinks. Let me tell you, I have been working out seriously during this period, and you are finished!" Alex showed his biceps to Lancer with confidence, signaling Lancer to be ready for his iron fist!

"You still want to fight?" Lancer said with a smile on his face. At present, Lancer has two wins and one draw. Alex may have practiced, but his main energy is dealing with the further study test! How much can he practice? And this time, Lancer may be able to give him a little surprise with the ten rings.

"Damn it! This is not over yet!" Alex said with a smile, "Be careful, there is a rumor that someone is investigating you." When saying goodbye to Lancer, Alex hit Lancer and muttered softly.

"Don't worry, I may have some clues." Lancer nodded. He didn't know who it was, but he had some clues why. After all, when the vampire family in New York was wiped out, although he was not exposed, he did reveal some of his strength in Ukraine before, so it was not surprising that he was remembered by others.

"Okay! Be careful!" Alex got in the car and waved at Lancer.

"Get on board!" Lancer looked at the boat. To be honest, it was a very old small patrol boat. Alex was right. The weapons of this patrol boat had indeed been removed. It was probably often used by the fishing boats at the base now. There were even two large freezers at the stern, which could be used as long as they were powered on.

But to be honest, this ship probably only had its weapons removed, and the weapon racks... probably didn't count as weapons, at least the machine gun racks on the bow and upper platform didn't have any.

In a moment, just take out the M2 Lao Gan Ma and M60 stored in the Fei Ma space and throw them on and they can be used. At most, it’s just a matter of adding some oil.

"Start the engine, Brother Sixteen, take the helm, AR15 will be the pilot, and we'll set off as soon as John and the others have untied the cables." Lancer had no intention of delaying and was ready to set off immediately. Time waits for no one. John's daughter and the others should have arrived in Mexico by now. If he didn't want anything to happen to them, he'd better hurry over.

Lancer was basically certain that the incident was directed at him, but he didn't know which party wanted to compete with him. However, judging from the FBI and his past experience, the most likely person seemed to be a drug dealer, but for some reason, Lancer was quite suspicious of this seemingly logical and similar thing.

Because Lancer vaguely felt that in addition to the dirty things from the underground world, there was also a group of Skrulls active in Ukraine, and given the commotion he caused at the time, it seemed a little abnormal to say that the Skrulls didn't feel anything.

But if you say that they are able to gather in groups across oceans and seas to cause trouble for me, it shouldn't be the case. After all, the conflicts within the Skrulls broke out and got completely out of control at least ten years later, when S.H.I.E.L.D. was unable to recover and the Avengers collapsed and no longer had any deterrent power. At this time, the Skrulls on Earth should be relatively obedient to Nick Fury's control, at least in the short term.

"It's really a very antique ship." Tiancheng walked around the patrol boat for a while. It took her less than five minutes to sit down next to Lanser on this small patrol boat that was only about 30 to 40 meters long. "My lord, what are you thinking about? Tiancheng is willing to help you solve your worries."

"I'm a little upset." Lanser briefly explained the cause and effect of the incident and expressed his suspicions.

"If that's the case, I have some suggestions." Tiancheng's ears twitched, and he seemed to be in a good mood. "I just don't know if the lord is willing to let John take a little risk."

"No problem, as long as we can rescue my daughter and the other two as soon as possible." John interrupted, 'Boss, they are my family after all, it is entirely reasonable for me to take the risk.'

"That's not the problem..."

"What's the problem?"

"How can I be sure that you are you...

1-182 The wrong vehicle? Thousand Mile Express?

"Braga... How dare this guy do that? Inform our FBI guys in New York, it seems that the Mexican gangs have been too comfortable recently. Tell Springfield to open the arsenal and ask the FBI if they want those rifles that are not easy to sell. They'll be given to you!" Lancer wiped his hands and looked at the black market people who were captured and interrogated in front of him. There was still a strange feeling in his eyes.

It can't be said that there is any conflict between Braga and himself, but he was his former boss, the one who turned into ashes in the huge explosion, and the one who paid Lancer double the fee afterwards.

This is the case. If you want to say that there is no contradiction between the two sides, there is no doubt that it is not! After all, it is impossible for his men to be completely unscathed in the previous bombardment. It is even said that he himself was hiding during that time and was suspected to be seriously injured.

But you have to carefully calculate the conflict between the two sides. Don't make a fuss. We are all here to make money. Is it fun to make trouble with Lanser, an arms dealer who has already gained some fame in the underground world? Those who can become a regional boss are not stupid. Those who can leave a name in the underground world are not good people. Normally, a drug dealer would not want to mess up the relationship with an arms dealer.

But now the other party did it, and judging from the other party's reaction, it was not that they were excited to see the first-class goods and ordered food quickly. But among these captured tongues, when they saw Lanser's face, the obvious fear made everyone instantly understand what they knew.

"Interesting!" Lanser looked back at M4, "Since he wants to play, then have fun. Collect all the information about his bases and find the location of those human traffickers." Lanser snorted coldly and said, "Once we find John's daughter, this time, let these gangsters feel heartbroken."

"Ions's men have arrived in Tijuana and are now investigating the gang's background. Ions told us not to be too surprised when we see each other." M4 said softly.

“Who else could it be…” Lanser shook his head. This bastard treated his commission as a team building exercise. It was really interesting. Although Irons took over this group of seals, they were obviously unwilling to obey in a short period of time. It would take Irons some time to subdue them. These guys were all good players. It would be a waste to just leave them there as simple instructors…

However, when they called before, Irons revealed a little secret to Lancer. The reason why he asked Lancer to prepare 100 sets of equipment was not because he had too much money, but because he directly armed these seals. Together with the group of people brought by Gideon, the two groups of people formed a temporary combat team. They launched an attack directly from the sea and raided the lair of the guy who was fighting against Irons. They eliminated all the possible threats to Irons in northern Colombia.

"But now that people know where it is and who it is, let's go over and take a look."

Lancer shook his head. Now that he knew the situation, it was time to stop hiding. He was already tired of it. "Kill him and throw him into the sea. Then we can go see what happened."

Lancer had already remembered who Braga was. He had never thought that he might actually run into a family hero here, and also the Gal Gadot, who was supposed to be quite skilled. Her name seemed to be Giselle? !

Lancer can't remember the general plot of the movie, but he roughly knows that in order to help Torrento clean up his crime, his woman faked her death, worked for the CIA, and then went to Mexico to work for drug dealers to monitor him, and then a series of bad things happened. However, this time, Lancer doesn't know this Torrento, but since Braga is there, it is likely that this person will also appear, but will everyone be so lucky this time?

"Boss, it looks like something exciting is about to happen!" A crew member leaning against the window squinted at the corner outside the window. It seemed that a large group of armed thugs were jumping out of the car and rushing towards the house where Lancer was. They were charging forward with such a reckless momentum as if they were afraid that Lancer and the others didn't know.