The Stuart region is a rare area in southern West Africa without gunpowder. This area has three large oil wells belonging to the Xingluo Empire, and a large number of troops of the Xingluo Empire are stationed. Therefore, the revolutionary guerrillas dare not attack and occupy this area.

The war caused a large number of refugees to influx. The city of Stuart was already overcrowded, and the security environment was extremely poor. Every day, there were murders and arsons. The government that nominally controlled this area was helpless. The Xingluo Emperor* team stationed here ignored the excuse of not interfering in other countries' affairs.

The city was very cold under the night, and a refugee father and son were shaking under the eaves. The father had one leg missing and the child was only three or four years old. A slender figure walked past them, leaving an old coat and coins enough for them to eat for the whole day.

You can't give them too good clothes or too much money. If you give them too much money, the father and son who are unable to resist will be torn to pieces by robbers and thieves tonight.

The international organization refugee camps in the city can no longer live in. The streets are full of homeless refugees. These refugees who have no livelihood will either die without a rib or become thieves, robbers, prostitutes, and everything is just for survival.

"Mr. Wuqing?"

The elegant man turned around, looked at the guard who had grown up with him since childhood, and said solemnly: "Han Yue, call me Wuque from now on. I will no longer be Wuque from the Dayue clan, I am Yue Wuque from the divine punishment."

"Okay, Master Wuque."

"What's up?"

"Are you going to the temple to confess?"

Yue Wuque rolled his eyes and said, "We are going to the Mercenary Bar to meet Xiao Budian. Have you forgotten our actions tonight?"

Han Yue looked at Daluzi and reminded helplessly: "If you are going to a mercenary bar, then you have taken the wrong path."

"Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"I thought you were going to confess."

Yue Wuque said angrily: "I will confess only after I kill someone."

The two turned back to the previous intersection and walked into a street with neon lights. Even on a cold winter night, many women were still standing by the road in short skirts, waving to men. After passing through a street, a gorgeous building like an imperial palace came into view.

Mercenary Bar.

The largest and most famous nightclub in Stuart City is extremely luxuriously decorated, and there are guns outside the door. This is a bar run by Xingluo people. Who dares to find fault here? The Xingluo garrison, who usually doesn't care about anything, all the troublemakers regretted being born, so no one dares to find fault here.

In order to prevent thugs, robbers and thieves from entering, the bar access control is very strict, and everyone must be searched when entering. If you cannot show your ID card of the Xingluo Empire, you must pay a sky-high deposit before entering.

Yue Wuque and Han Yue were dressed in a relatively shabby manner. The security guards who stopped them from searching their body were a little contempt. After Yue Wuque showed a most noble platinum credit card of the Central Bank of the Xingluo Empire, the security's attitude immediately changed and he immediately bent down and bowed respectfully.

In a world of material desires, the thickness of money often determines a person's status. As long as you hold a lot of money in your hand, even if you have bare butt, people will regard them as guests of honor.

Han Yue tightened his wrinkled old coat and said contemptuously: "The Xingluo people really only recognize money. If it were a restaurant run by the Gauls, we would definitely not be able to enter."

The restaurant run by the Gauls, you must not enter the untidy clothes. Even if you make money, it will be useless. The Gauls who own the world's number one bank is so arrogant. Yue Wuque's eyes are full of sarcasm: "I don't like it either the Xinglu or the Gauls."

The two entered the magnificent bar hall, and the stripper was twisting his body hard, and the luxurious and erosive breath rushed towards him. There were hungry refugees everywhere, but there were people here spending a lot of money every day and living a life of luxury.

The two walked through the hall and entered a private room on the first floor. They met Xiaobudian, who was the first girl they saved. After changing into a more mature outfit, she was only fourteen years old and looked much older than her actual age. She was not alone, and there were also a group of girls of similar age around her.

"Little one, has our goal appeared?"

Xiaobudian said ashamed and angry: "Boss, can you not call me Xiaobudian?"

Yue Wuque glanced at her flat breasts and joked: "Before you grew up, you could only call Xiaobudian."

Xiao Budian pouted and muttered: "I'm not young anymore."

Han Yue interrupted: "Did the target appear?"

Xiao Budian said cautiously: "It has appeared, Master, he entered the VIP room in the casino."

The eyes of the girls beside Xiaobudian were all flashing with hatred. If they could not extinguish their fire of hatred, they would not be able to be reborn.

Quentin James, a general of a guerrilla team in West Africa, is not very powerful, but this guerrilla team has committed heinous crimes. They often take advantage of the situation to rob and attack civilian villages. In addition to killing and robbing, they will also abduct girls from the village and then sell them as female slaves.

These girls were all female slaves captured by the guerrillas, and their families were all killed. If Han Yue had not sneaked into the dungeon of the slave auction to rescue them, they would have been bullied in their lives and might never see the light.

Yue Wuque looked at the group of girls in front of him and said lightly: "You have learned skills from your master for half a year. Today is the time for you to take revenge."

The group of girls became a little excited, all of them tightened their fists and nodded heavily, "We're going to kill that demon."

"Little one, have you found out what I told you to investigate?"

"Master, we've found out all of it."

"very good."

Han Yue turned his watch, and after a while, the entire bar suddenly became dark and the emergency lights were all on.

A power outage?

After twenty minutes, the electricity still did not recover, and the guests complained, and many guests started to check out and leave. Quentin James walked out of the casino cautiously with four guards. Outside the gate, he had a team of guards.

The two men walked out of the box with a group of girls. When they walked to Quentin James, the emergency lights suddenly exploded, and the whole world suddenly became dark. I don’t know what happened in the darkness, and many guests screamed and became confused.

The chaos lasted for less than five minutes. Under the security flashlight, five men were lying quietly on the ground, bleeding all over the ground.

Soon, the guerrillas rushed into the bar and found that four guards had their throats cut. Their eyes raked and there was a clear mark on their necks. He was strangled to death by someone...
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