late at night.

A tropical jungle in Southeast Asia.

An army of hundreds of people completed the final disguise and deployment in the darkness.

Four landlord battle tanks acquired from a country at high prices were quietly lying in the shadow of the rainforest, and dozens of strong men carrying m72a and m72e series 66mm rocket launchers on their shoulders were all standing quietly in the bushes deep waists, without saying a word, quietly waiting for the commands issued by the leader.

"Catti, sell it."

A handful of gloomy Thai sounded in the quiet jungle.

Dozens of jungle off-road vehicles start the engine, "Bang bang bang bang!"

Under the opening of four Tiger tanks, the Southeast Asian non-government army composed of more than 500 people rushed into the jungle under the cover of night and marched towards the target.

It was late at night, in the tropical jungle where frogs were screaming and insects were chirping.

There is an area that is so quiet that it makes people feel terrible.

Tombs are everywhere, and crooked and dilapidated tombstones are everywhere...

This is a place for the dead to rest in peace.

When the living creatures in the world approached the edge of the cemetery, they were persuaded to retreat by the strange runes engraved on the tombstone, on the trunk of the tree, and on the huge rock.

Suddenly, a faint candlelight floated in the cemetery.

A woman with her upper body naked, covered with tattoos from her body to her face and above her head, appeared in the middle of the cemetery with a candlelight in her hand.

Then, more and more figures began to appear.

There was no expression on their faces, but each of them held a candlelight in their hands, shuttled through the middle of the cemetery full of corpses and tombs, looking for their own broken grave, then sat cross-legged, placed the candlelight in front of them, pinched the strange hand-finding in their hands, closed their eyes, and muttered something.

But this state did not last long, and everyone opened their eyes together.

Among these pupils with a charming look, countless figures rushed out from all directions of the cemetery. They were holding various heavy firepower weapons in their hands, and strong lights suddenly came from afar, shining on them, causing these people to subconsciously close their eyes.

Then.

"boom!"

With the first explosion sounded, countless bullets flew everywhere, and the silent cemetery instantly turned into a bloody slaughterhouse!

Jinling, Jiangshang Club.

In the rolling river water, a club built on the river surface is supported by eight steel.

Zhong Boyong put down his headset and breathed a long sigh.

"Hand up."

Sitting beside him was a short and thin middle-aged man with dark skin and a very Southeast Asian face.

He said in broken Chinese: "The entire cemetery is surrounded by our people."

"More than 500 people, four Tiger tanks, and an armed helicopter, they can't escape!"

"This firepower is enough to flatten a large poison village in ten minutes. These unarmed surrenders have no power to resist. I can bet you that the battle will end at most fifteen minutes."

"How about gamble for 30 million?"

Middle-aged men are extremely confident in their firepower.

They are all veterans who have been fighting in a special area of ​​Southeast Asia, with many military achievements. Tonight, they mobilized a large number of troops to attack a tribe of Jiangtou, which did not even have a gun. It was simply a cannon to kill mosquitoes, and it was too useless to use it.

Zhong Boyong put down his headphones and said nothing.

He is a businessman and never shows off his rabbit or eagle. He will not celebrate victory too early before the battle goes on until the moment after the rent.

At this moment, the phone rang.

"explain."

After Zhong Boyong connected, he asked directly.

"I just got the news from the civil aviation side that ten minutes ago, the Ma family applied for a private jet route to Bazhen Mansion in Southeast Asia, and it has been approved."

"It is expected to take off in fifteen minutes. It should be the one that sent Wan Taklin back to China. Should I take action?"

Zhong Wan'er's voice came from the phone.

He has been staying at the Civil Aviation Administration, just waiting for this moment.

"How are the people who ambushed at the international airport?"

Zhong Boyong asked in a deep voice: "Have you confirmed the number of the plane and the take-off runway?"

"It's confirmed that the information reported to the civil aviation of the Ma family is a black Cessna aircraft used by several aviation clubs in the south. The e9 runway was arranged by people, and they lie around the plane and can do it at any time!"

“Hand it.”

Zhong Boyong said coldly: "Take it right now!"
Chapter completed!