Chapter 785 Network
Pastel is a delicious snack common on the streets of Rio, a bit like domestic bacon pie. It is spread into a square shape with flour, then wrapped in cheese, added with beef or chicken, etc., and finally fried in oil until golden.
The vendor had already fried several portions of pastel and left them there, but no one cared about them. The reason is naturally because of the theater hostage hijacking incident that completely paralyzed traffic in the busiest section of Rio.
Of course, the hawker brother doesn't care much about the sales at the moment, and is also paying attention to the latest information about the theater incident on Twitter, as well as the congratulatory messages from all parties... Well, yes The so-called inside information is correct.
In short, this night, Rio was full of demons, and as melon-eating people, they were happy to participate in this unprecedented discussion.
"I want two Pastel."
"Oh...wait a minute." Although he was a little reluctant, because he saw the most exciting part of the gossip, the hawker brother still responded to the customer who came to his stall...a young customer.
Oriental?
The hawker brother took a surprised look. There was a woman behind the young man, and she was wrapped in a suit jacket. Maybe the skirt was torn or something?
But you are still in the mood to buy food here? At this time, shouldn’t we be watching from the front and become a member of the great melon-eating crowd?
The hawker brother was loading the food, but he was distracted and his eyes never left his mobile phone.
"There should be many people there who are hungry. Maybe you can bring some fresh pastel and go to the crowd to buy it. I think the business will be good." The young man took two portions of pastel from the hawker brother. , then smiled.
The hawker brother was stunned for a moment, then slapped his head: Damn it! How could I not have thought that this is the best time to do business! With so many melon-eating people, there must be many who haven’t had dinner! !
"Thank you for mentioning... Where is the person?" The hawker brother could no longer see the young man buying things, and even the waiting woman had disappeared.
But he didn't think too much. Instead, his hands were almost invisible, frantically making fresh paste, then putting it into a basket, rushing into the crowd, shouting: "Freshly baked paste" Pastel, buy three…buy four and get one free”
Looking at the hawker brother who was shouting hard and starting a business, the maid took a bite of paste and smiled slightly: "The ingredients are not very fresh, but the sauce is specially made, so it tastes pretty good."< br>
"So for street food, it's really good." The boss smiled.
At this time, Youye took a handkerchief to wipe the oil stains around the boss's mouth, so that his master could be a clean and quiet foodie and public servant.
"Speaking of which, I forgot to return this pistol." Boss Luo took out a pistol at this time, which was what Song Haoran had given him before.
He shook his head: "Forget it, let's wait until the next time we meet to return it."
But You Ye suddenly asked: "Master, Mr. Song has that thing on his body, does it matter?"
Luo Qiu said calmly: "It's just a remnant soul that has just been resurrected. No matter what glory or power it had in the past, it has now disappeared in the long river of history. In the future, whether it succeeds in becoming Song Haoran or Song Haoran succeeds in becoming it, That's the fate between him and it. But are there ancient ruins hidden deep in the jungle? It seems that there may be other gains from this trip to South America."
The maid asked no more questions. The master only cared about the story behind his father's life experience, not about the so-called blood relatives.
"Speaking of which, I only did one business in the few days I came here, which is really not good." Luo Qiu pondered for a moment, "I can almost hear a lot of desires, so let's take some orders outside of my interests."
After hearing this, the maid nodded, put down the Pastel that she had just eaten two bites, and stood up.
But Luo Qiu pulled her to sit down again and whispered: "Don't worry, finish eating first."
As he spoke, he also used his sleeve to wipe away the grease on the edge of Youye's lips, and said softly: "I solidified your sense of taste so that you can remember the taste of all delicious food."
"Yes." The maid responded softly.
The boss raised his hand and passed by, and a light screen appeared on the left hand side. The picture that appeared was Caroline in a taxi stuck on the road.
After just one glance, Boss Luo stopped paying attention and looked towards the theater.
At this glance, all the outer walls of the theater were peeled off, leaving only the internal floor structure of the theater. This iconic building has no secrets at all.
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Lluvia originally thought that after sending Dr. French and the three away, Song Haoran would plan to hide and wait for real rescue from the outside; or mix into the hostages again to create more opportunities when leaving - but Song Haoran asked Bucky to contact The gangsters who are arresting Mr. Billy seem to be really planning to 'join' with these gangsters.
"According to rumors, Mr. Billy is a very grateful person." Song Haoran smiled and said, "I wonder how he will repay us after we rescue him?"
Lluvia couldn't help but complain: "Military advisor, no matter how grateful a person is, he is still a politician, okay?"
Song Haoran said: "That's even better. Politicians are often the ones who hire us the most. Dad has accumulated many customers over the years, but I also need to accumulate my own customer base."
Oni had no objection to Song Haoran's plan... In other words, originally tonight was supposed to see blood, but it was terminated. He was already a little unbearable, "If I go back and my wives know that I have been kidnapped, then You will definitely laugh at me! I don’t want this to be a stain on my life.”
Lluvia was still a little more conservative, filled with worries, and resisted Song Haoran's adventurous character.
Song Haoran suddenly lifted Lluvia's chin and said affectionately: "Besides, don't forget our actions tonight...Although dad said that we would temporarily stop the action, there is no word "stop" in my dictionary, Song Haoran."
"Hmm..." After all, she was no match for this man's gaze that looked as wild as a wild beast under the noble man's outer shell.
You...will definitely become the king of 'iris'.
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According to Song Haoran's instructions, Oni and Lluvia directly ambush at this time, waiting for the people chasing Billy to appear, and then ambush them unexpectedly. As for Bucky, Song Haoran personally watched and directed his actions.
"Hey, kid, you're not really from the government, are you?" Bucky's eyes flickered, not knowing what he was thinking.
"You're not a police mole, right?" Song Haoran replied calmly.
"Let's talk about it. If you let me go, I can give you wealth that you can't imagine. Brother, we are all just looking for money. There is no need to lose our lives." Bucky suggested quickly.
Song Haoran asked curiously: "You seem to believe that Roger can win this game? The outside is full of weapons and the place is completely surrounded. Do you really think that he can escape easily? Or do you really think that he has these things in his hands? Do you have the capital to negotiate with the country if you have a hostage? ”
Bucky shook his head: "According to what you said, it's true. Both sides are just stalling for time. The release of Moriah and I is a grab for time. But...Roger is a veteran of our group. The guy has grown up, and although he is a complete lunatic, he is not a fool. He will never do anything that he is not sure about, so I think he may have some crucial cards behind him. A piece that really makes him dare to call the country Ace of Spades!”
"You're not just a fool as the rumors say." Song Haoran nodded and said abruptly: "Did you know that Roger planted a lot of explosives here, which can level this place in a few seconds?"< br>
Bucky's expression changed dramatically at this moment, and he looked at Song Haoran in horror... If it was true... Ma Dan! !
Why didn't I just climb the drainage pipe with the old man and the young couple and leave? ? !
It's too dangerous here! I want to go back to prison! !
"Are you sure I'm kidding?" Song Haoran looked at Bucky playfully.
Bucky's face turned pale and he smiled bitterly and said: "Roger can do it. During the great hunt that year, this lunatic lured all the enemies to his father's side and used his father as a shield to escape. So there was no Things he can’t do.”
"I won't let you leave. If you dare to leave now, I will kill you directly." Song Haoran looked murderous.
Bucky looked dejected, feeling that luck had left him, so he could only say with a stern face: "What exactly do you want from me!"
"Of course it's something suitable for your current status." Song Haoran smiled: "I am from the 'government' and you are the 'ghost' of the police. Naturally, we need to work together, right? If you don't want to be blown up, Here, just maximize your value.”
Bucky sighed, feeling helpless and full of hatred. He stared at Song Haoran and said, "I understand. You and Roger are actually the same type of people. Both have boundless ambitions!"
"Thank you for the compliment." Song Haoran handed a dagger to Bucky, "I have always been friendly to my collaborators."
Bucky frowned, but finally took the dagger.
He really didn't want to participate in any of Roger's actions. He really felt that prison was more suitable for him... Even if he didn't know what Roger was planning behind him, the hijacking incident alone was a serious enough crime...
He was convinced that the officials he had spent a lot of time building relationships with would never protect him afterwards.
I'm sorry, Roger, I really just want to stay in jail quietly...
Looking at Bucky's eyes, Song Haoran knew that this guy had been successfully instigated.
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"Haven't you caught the big fish yet? Your people are really stupid." Crocodile frowned.
Roger said indifferently: "It's just a hidden mouse. It can't run far. Anyway, there is still some time, so just treat it as a sideshow."
Crocodile snorted coldly, and suddenly looked unkindly at the Senate President who was being guarded in the corner, with a sinister smile: "Speaking of which, I still have some personal grudges with this old guy. Roger, let me have a good relationship with this old guy." Guys 'have a chat' ”
"Oh?" Roger was a little curious.
Crocodile looked at the old man of the Senate with a sneer on his face: "I'm afraid this old guy has forgotten how much trouble the bill he single-handedly promoted five years ago caused me?"
"You...which foreign trade case are you talking about five years ago?" The elder of the Senate was surprised and uncertain.
"You may not know that the business I do is foreign trade! Thanks to your care, my business has suffered a lot." Crocodile sneered, walked directly in front of the old man, and grabbed He dragged his hair towards the door, "Give me twenty minutes, and I promise to bring him back alive."
Roger waved his hand, but asked others to follow him, and said calmly: "Watch carefully, this old man can't help but beat him, don't let Crocodile miss and kill him."
"Boss, I got it!" A man nodded and followed directly out.
Moria on the side shook his head: "I heard that this guy beat many people to death in prison. Why has he been so rude for so long? Brother Ming, why don't you speak? Since just now, you have been Are you thinking about something bad when you are silent? ”
"I'm suddenly very curious about something." Brother Ming looked at Roger, "How on earth did you find such a terrifying guy? It's not that I don't believe in the existence of these big guys, but I'm curious... why can you turn around? Got you got? ”
Roger said calmly: "I will tell you in the future... Of course, I know your character, and I will never give up until you figure it out. But... Brother Ming, I want to remind you that this world is very big, and sometimes , some things will be far beyond your knowledge. When you really come into contact with some things, you will know how small the world was before. ”
Doflamingo frowned, "I don't like this statement, but..."
But what, Doflamingo couldn't say, because the walkie-talkie Roger was holding on the table suddenly exploded, and it was a scream.
Everyone could tell that the voice belonged to Bucky.
"Roger Boy...reinforcement! reinforcement...help..."
"What happened?" Roger picked up the walkie-talkie in one hand and asked directly. After waiting for about ten seconds, there was no sound from the other side.
He then called out to the other people sent to capture Billy, but they also received no response. Roger's face was as gloomy as an extinct volcano.
"It seems that this big fish has bitten the net." Moria chuckled, "Billy? Crocodile and the Senate President have some old feelings that need to be contacted, and I also have some things that I want to pay a good visit to. This guy.”
"Wait a minute." Roger frowned, "Things are a little weird. Counting Bucky and Batu, there are five of our people. According to reports, there are only two bodyguards around Billy. The weapons they have on hand Only pistols.”
"What do you want to say?" Doflamingo looked at Roger interestingly, and suddenly said with a sly smile: "You said Bucky was cheating? That coward?"
"Be careful and you will live longer." Roger said calmly, then waved his hand and ordered: "Except for those who control the scene in the concert hall and the first line of defense, the rest of the people follow me. Moriya and Brother Ming, you also Come! Also tell Crocodile that if the President’s people don’t show up in fifteen minutes, throw the Senate President’s body out of the window!”
Everyone takes action.
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In the concert hall, in addition to the conductor who died directly in front of everyone at the beginning, there were several other corpses - these people were directly beaten to death by Roger when he was having fun.
The bodies were piled haphazardly in the corner.
In front of him, eight big men were holding submachine guns and standing in different positions.
How many guests are in the concert hall? Naturally, it is dozens of times more powerful than these eight gangsters... But the question is, who dares to hit the ruthless muzzle of the gun?
They have been pampered for too long, cherishing life, and are not willing to fight for the precious future...
"Mom, I want to go home..."
There were sounds of children sobbing in the crowd, but soon someone reached out to cover them up, for fear of arousing the ferocity of these madmen.
"God, save us..."
"Lord..."
"No matter who you are..."
"What's going on with the police...Husband, I'm afraid..."
Panic and despair seemed to have found the best breeding ground, growing at a terrifying speed and hanging over everyone.
Then I seemed to hear a whispering voice...Do you...need anything?
(End of chapter)