Please make money.

No one can stop her!

Miss Jiang's invincible victory!!

Ailia ran to Yu sister's private room on the second floor as if escaping, grabbed Yu sister and tried to escape in panic.

There's a hack! Robot——G7 people, please save us!!

Sister Yu had never seen her sister so flustered before. It might not be appropriate to say that she was flustered. It was more like she was in such an unbearable state that she was retreating.

"Go, go, go! There's something dirty!"

"sister?"

"If I don't leave now, she'll force me into a corner, and then do this and that! Believe me, she can do it. I'm experienced in this!"

Sister Yu was confused. Who is more experienced, the other party or you? Who is more experienced?

She looked outside and saw no one. She looked down and saw no one. She looked into the corridor and saw no one.

"Who?"

"Shh..." Alia carefully picked up a coconut from the box and looked outside.

After realizing that there was no one there, he immediately became confused.

Hmm? That's strange. Could it be that Boss Jiang has discovered a new way to control himself, so he is conducting a real-life drill?

She changed direction and finally saw Boss Jiang sitting in the front row of the first floor seats. He was still enjoying the singing with his eyes closed.

Sister Yu followed her gaze, looked down and to the right, but didn't see any ruthless character that her sister could avoid like a tiger.

She even began to imagine some real dirty things, like ghosts or something like that.

With my sister's strength comparable to that of a protagonist in a martial arts movie, those are probably the only things she would be afraid of, right?

"Could it be that you can't help yourself?"

Alia touched her chin and wondered how the song went.

Sir, no, it’s all because I’m beautiful and have such a passionate temperament?

Miss Ai, a human wrench who does have rich experience in some areas, began to reflect.

In other words, is it possible that Boss Jiang is 99% responsible, but putting aside the facts, he is also 1% wrong?

That is, it is hard to give up natural beauty...

Ailia thought she had to find a control group, so she lifted Xiaoyu's chin and asked, "Do I look good?"

Ailia's face is reflected in Yumeimei's eyes. Ailia's intellectual style is rare and beautiful. Even girls are heartbroken when they see her and their desire to protect her increases greatly.

But Sister Yu happened to know her sister's fighting ability, and the mixed styles created the unique Alia, like the warm sun in winter, the sunshine in spring, the breeze in summer blowing on the willows, the golden leaves in autumn fluttering all over the street, and the golden light shining down from the clouds.

How could anyone think Alia is ugly?

Sister Yu looked away slightly, her ears burning: "Sister... you look beautiful..."

It's over. Ailia let go of Sister Yu and thought that it might really be her fault.

What can Boss Jiang do?

She just made a mistake that any normal person would make!

Arya decided to forgive her, of course, mainly because there was no way to find fault with her.

"It seems like I'll have to stay away from her in the future. I didn't expect she has this kind of hobby..."

Alia had no comment on Boss Jiang's preferences, just like some people like giant mushrooms, some people like refrigerators, and some people would point at the Beiyang warlords and say that's also a rainbow flag. People who pursue true love have freedom, and fools can have it too, but just stay away from them.

She couldn't sit down and listen any longer, so she just sat down here, listening while checking from time to time to see if Boss Jiang was coming up.

"Xiaoyu."

"Ok?"

"Girls should protect themselves when they go out."

"Oh."

“At school, too.”

"Okay, I get it. I don't play with those boys."

"Girls should pay more attention!"

"……what?"

……

……

"What? This is based on experience. Just do as I say. Would I harm you?"

Yu Ci Xin said as he pulled a grenade, released the safety grip and threw it into the narrow alley two seconds later.

The burst of flames and thick smoke filled the entire alley. A few short screams were heard from inside, and then nothing happened.

"The true secret of CQC is to throw a grenade when you are in doubt, and it has to be a short-duration grenade. As for talking about gunfights and fighting, forget it!"

She opened her windbreaker, and saw grenades hanging on both sides of the inside of the coat, including but not limited to smoke bombs, flash bombs, stun bombs and fragmentation bombs.

To put it bluntly, she came here today just to kill someone.

Jack Chen wanted to hold her back: "Be careful not to hurt people by mistake!"

"The people have already fled! Those guys inside deserve to be put to death. Even if you shoot them one by one, some will still escape!"

"Why?!"

"Because there are scapegoats. Otherwise, how do you think the prison here makes money? Selling organs, doing hard labor, and being scapegoats, it's already rotten!"

Yu Cixin threw a few grenades and looked at his watch: "I wonder if the shooting next door has finished. How many bullets do you have?"

Jack Chen looked at the gun in his hand and handed it to her directly: "I'm not used to using this."

"I can see that you are more powerful with a mop. This is the first time I've seen you like this. I take back my previous evaluation. Even a master can't catch you in the furniture store."

"Stop blowing it up! If you keep blowing it up like this, how can we get any evidence?"

"Don't worry, the safe won't be blown up by such a small noise. I know these guys too well."

The underground gangs in Siam come from all over the world, but counterintuitively, the strength of these foreign gangs is not necessarily in opposition.

Instead they often band together to form their own interest groups, as local Siamese gangs often act as mediators or middlemen for the gringos.

This makes the underground gang relationships here extremely complicated. If you count them carefully, there may be hundreds of small groups.

But those who can really fight are only a small part of them, and most of them are used to bullying ordinary people.

Now Yu Ci Xin is dealing with those who can fight. If he kills these guys and gets the evidence of the entire line of human smuggling, then everything will be done.

"Didn't the authorities say they would conduct a thorough investigation?" Jack Chen looked around: "They beat us so hard, and no one is here to take care of it?"

"A thorough investigation, but guess who's behind them? These guys are working with Khunprom, you know Chonburi Province, right?"

“Chonburi, the province where the tourist resort Pattaya is located?”

"Well, Khunprom is known as the Godfather of Chonburi. Back then, he teamed up with the French to illegally profit from smuggling strategic materials. He then used his influence to become a middleman between multinational companies and local investors in Chonburi. Anyone he supports can usually win in most constituencies in Chonburi. Conservative estimates show that he holds at least 20 seats in the Siamese House of Representatives."

"So arrogant?"

"He was arrested a few years ago and sentenced to 25 years in prison, but he spent 10 million to get out on bail. The current Pattaya municipal administrator is his son."

Yu Cixin checked the guns and said, "Unless he is killed, no one can bypass him to do business in Chonburi. We want to dig out and cut off the connection with Huang Cuicui, and we will inevitably touch the ruthless characters in these places. Do you still plan to be soft-hearted? How can we investigate if we don't kill these lackeys and partners of the other party?"

"Before, you said you were just going to teach them a lesson, but now you've made such a big deal out of it..."

"It's a different time now. The situation was unclear then, but now I have someone behind me!"

Jack Chen looked at the loud explosion on the other side and thought to himself, I see, the machines next door are all on full automatic.

Just as he was thinking about it, Jack Chen felt his scalp tighten and he suddenly rushed towards Yu Cixin: "Be careful!"

Yu Ci Xin moved faster than him. She grabbed his collar, twisted his body, and ran away. The wall on the side of the two of them shattered with a loud bang, and a modified dump truck rushed out.

Before the car stopped, a large number of fierce and thin guys holding coconut knives jumped out of the car and ran towards the two people.

Yu Cixin raised his hand to shoot, then put it down again: "Run!"

"Shoot—"

"There's more later!"

"what?"

Jack Chen was holding two brushes he had picked up at random. When he heard the words, he looked back and immediately took a breath of cold air.

Two vans rushed over from the street corner behind, and dozens of breadwinners got out of the vans. God knows how they squeezed in.

"Xincai is gone, but these guys are not completely dead yet. They come to help again... Let's go!"

Yu Cixin turned over and climbed up the shed next to her, and reached out to Jack Chen: "You know parkour, right?"

Jack Chen shook his head repeatedly: "I can only climb stairs little by little, I have never learned parkour!"

"You'll get it if you run a little more. I'll teach you! They can't catch us!"

After saying that, the two of them went up to the roof and ran away.

The crowd surged along, filling the entire alley.

After turning two corners, the leading knife-wielding man opened his arms and stopped the crowd behind him.

In front of him, a girl in a white dress was waiting for them quietly.

The two sides faced each other. Ye Tianxin rubbed his nose, put on a mask, rolled up his sleeves, and took out two small claw hammers from his pocket.

“…It’s her!” A knifeman’s hand holding the coconut knife began to tremble slightly: “It’s her! The one who cut through the whole street!”

"Brother Hesong was also beaten to death by her. Even Master Xinchai was killed by her..."

Youdaozi's throat rolled, and his voice was hoarse: "We-we should change the way?"

"Acalanatha!" The leader, Daozi, shouted in broken Mandarin, "Get out of the way! We won't offend you! Leave us alone!"

It seemed that Ye Tianxin, who had accidentally fought his way through a street and knocked over all the Muay Thai gyms, had earned an unexpected title.

Ye Tianxin glanced at him, then raised the small hammer in his hand and pointed at him: "First, my name is not Acala."

Then she rushed towards the crowd alone, raising the small hammer in her hand, with great momentum -

"Secondly! I am going to deal with you today—"

……

……

An Lele removed the magazine, took a look at it, and replaced it with a new one.

"Clean up! Call Baiche to treat them. Are any of our men injured?"

Rumlow wiped his face and said, "Oh my God, they actually hid something like this..."

"That's normal. At the beginning, the best selling item for the Romanians was not Eastern European girls, but former Soviet munitions, which were sold by the ton."

Sister Assault glanced at the large amount of munitions in the warehouse and said, "Fortunately we arrived quickly and they didn't react, otherwise we would have suffered a great loss."

The quantity here is even enough to arm two infantry platoons, which is not much different from their full-strength platoon with a heavy fire support squad, but it lacks some heavy equipment.

"These things should be sold to local warlords in the three southern provinces of Thailand. Many of them are original factory distribution products."

An Lele picked up a semi-automatic gun with his toes, took it in his hand, pulled the bolt and took a look: "Well, it hasn't been fired many times, the oil film from the factory is still there."

"Shouldn't the Siamese government thank us now?"

"Come on, they will just think you are disturbing their business." Rumlow shook his head: "I know why there is always a supply of goods over there."

"Okay, let's continue as planned. How long will it take?"

"There are still forty minutes left, enough to sweep three or four areas."

"I have made an agreement with them. After the sweep, they will take the evidence. We will take 70% of the money, and they will take 30%. They will take the blame. They have someone behind them."

An Lele has always been keen on making extra money. What's more important is that cleaning this place is always better than staying in the hotel.

Aunt An also agreed with An Lele's approach - of course, it was more likely that she didn't care about the so-called complicated situation in Siam at all, so that's it.

Rumlow is concerned about small change: "I know who has money, the Albanians!"