Trafford’s Trading Club

It has long been known that prisons in this country are so overcrowded.

If possible, the warden even wants to ‘clean up’ some of the prisoners here - even if it's half done, it still looks very crowded.

Scum, garbage, worms...

The warden, who was enjoying dinner in his office, was in a bad mood. He's thinking about getting some prisoners to have some fun later so he can feel better.

After all, in such a boring place, only the pleasure of treating the prisoner can make himself feel a little irritated - in a place filled with stench and noise and death.

Suddenly, two strong lights entered through the glass window beside him and the warden's eyes could not be opened, while a telephone call from the National Center of Power reached directly here.

“The following two prisoners were immediately extracted and the escorts have arrived. ”

The phone hung up quickly, and the warden saw the source of the strong light - the helicopter!

Ma... what happened? How dare you send something like this to escort two prisoners? Although, the two prisoners mentioned in the telephone were notorious men.

“Horse, bring me Bucky and Dorflamingo right away!! ”

Nevertheless, for the first time, the warden arranged for the guards under his command to be removed from the tightly guarded compartment.

Not only here, but on this hot summer night, there were two other prisons, and the same thing happened.

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Rio Municipal Theatre.

Song Haoran is looking at the screen on his phone - LLLUVIA is filming the scene via video.

All the guests were being watched and squatted under the stage, making it look very crowded. This reminds Song Hao Run of the state of the country's fairly famous prisons.

Song Hao ran ‘lucky’ to escape the robbery and make himself less passive because he left to communicate with his father. At least, outside the eyes of these bandits, he has plenty of room for activity.

“There's a bomb, be careful, I'll figure it out. ”

After sending a text message to Lluvia, Song Hao Lan started thinking about the next move

This place is extremely dangerous, the bandits have the force to fight the police head-on, and the explosives that can blow up the entire theater… the key is the presence of explosives.

Undoubtedly, with his own hands, he was able to leave the place safely - after all, he was not trapped in the concert hall. However, he could not just give up his two men and leave alone.

Decades ago, Daddy came to the continent alone, floating across the sea, struggling, beating down today's foundations, relying only on a pair of bloodstained hands and friendships.

Emotional significance, worth a thousand gold.

He has always been educated in this way… teach him that if one of his men is going to die, he must also live with his life.

All entrances to the concert hall are handheld, whether inside or outside the door, and if anything blows, waiting for yourself is probably more than a plural gun.

“It's a little tricky.” Song Hao ran frowned.

Through Lluvia's video, he naturally saw the occasional bullet shot from the VIP Bag Stand. It's not aimed at someone in the room, it's like doing it at random. But it was precisely because of this move that Song Hao Run felt the brutality of these bandits.

True life depends on grass mustard.

As for outside the theatre, it was seen through the window that it had been surrounded by a large number of police cars and assault vehicles, and that the police riot brigade had been on standby for a long time, tightly sealing off all sides of the theatre.

Farther away, roads have been completely blocked… the honking of vehicles, like the noise of dissatisfaction in the city at night.

“Seems to be negotiating… is not knowing what the terms are.” Song Hao ran a quick glance and left silently. He intended to sneak into the back of the stage to see if he could get inside.

It is best to find where the bomb is installed.

Take a deep breath, Song Hao suddenly pressed his palm over his chest... his hand, across the clothes, seemed to be grabbing something.

It's a small, round, sun-shaped, ancient brand, engraved with ancient text, and this is what he got from his adventure —— something he found in a hidden temple in the Amazon jungle.

He had told the story of an adventure in the jungle earlier, in a Spanish restaurant, with a domestic friend who had known him for less than an hour or two, and the young man had told no one about meeting a terrible python, and on that adventure he had received such an ancient round card —— or it would be more appropriate to make it a badge.

The badge of the Sun God... Song Hao Lan had already named this thing long ago, since he didn't know where it came from.

Song Hao ran closed his eyes when he only held the emblem of the Sun God he was wearing. At this time, his mind seemed to be detached from the body, a light feeling that made his soul feel happy, but the body seemed to be heavily shackled, making him feel at the same time a disgust of restraint.

The thought of disengagement is spreading, like ripples, to the edges of the theatre.

And in his mind, this huge theatre, it started to rebuild. So he ‘saw' everything in the theater... naturally including the guys hiding in the dark, and the horrors buried in it enough to blow up the place.

Su Xiao, Song Haoran opened his eyes again, his forehead was already covered with fine sweat balls, and he felt the feeling of fatigue coming from his body.

This emblem of the Sun God gives him this all-round perceptual incompetence, but at the same time, each move drastically consumes his own strength and spirit, and Song Hao Lan does not dare to use it much.

“There are seven bomb locations.” Song Hao Run recalls the location of what he ‘saw’. “There are 23 bandits and the leader is Roger...”

With regard to Roger, the general public may have forgotten or had no idea. However, for Song Hao Lan, whose miracles are on the dusty side of the earth, it is natural to know.

In the archive of "Iris", there's a handbook that specializes in listing dangerous people from South American countries - and this Roger, of course, is one of them.

The son of the former head of the Tito Command… and the 'Tito Command' is arguably one of the most powerful gangs in the country.

“It is almost enough for a Senate President, as well as guests from many countries, and a number of top members of society, to use it as a leverage to negotiate with the State. ”

Song Haoran took off his jacket and folded the sleeve of his suit, moving his neck and revealing a charming smile.

He loves adventure… this is a great adventure.

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“Bucky, Doflamingo, Moria and Croquedale!” The elder senator looked at the madman in front of him.

He already remembers who Roger really is... the son of the gang leader who named himself in such an unscrupulous way as' Command ’!

“These people you want have been extracted from the places you've been imprisoned.” The Senate Elder is fast at the moment: “But as you know, it takes less than 30 minutes to get these people here from different places, and they can't even get here! ”

“One minute later, I'll kill one.” Roger doesn't care. "There's a lot of people down there, isn't there? Even if you're two or three hours late, it's more than enough. ”

Crazy bastard!

The Senator's eyes grew heavier and heavier, but he couldn't resist… he even looked powerlessly at a small object that Roger had thrown on the table.

Correctly, this is a remote control with only one red button… However, it is such a simple thing that controls the lives of hostages on the ground.

Enough explosives to blow up the entire theatre Think of the horrible things buried beneath your feet and the elders of the Senate can't calm down.

As for the ‘greedy fat pig', it was even worse, sweaty and shaky.

However, listening to Roger's threats, the Senator had to make another quick phone call.

It was not long before the old man hurried and said: "Moria can get there as quickly as possible, after all, he is being held the closest to the prison! Roger, please don't outrage the government, you should know that the first time we pull people out is enough to show our sincerity. ”

“Hmm... pretty good.” Roger nodded, "I haven't seen Moria in a long time. ”

Roger smiled and the senator was a little relieved... at least this guy wouldn't be doing too much?

Boo--!

“But ah, I'm still bored. ”

This shot directly hit the cheeks of an orchestra on the lower stage, running straight through the right cheek from the left cheek...

After this shooting, what happens next, the senator has no time to imagine, he just looks at the man with a demonic smile on his face.

“Don't make me wait too long. ”

“Come on!! Whatever you do for me, I want to see these four guys in half an hour and show up at the theater gate!!! ”

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Twenty-three bandits in total, and vicious.

These people, wherever they are, can cause enormous destruction. But even so, it's not easy for 23 people to take complete control of the entire theater.

After all, destruction is not the same as custody.

Hostages in the concert hall lobby are okay. Yet those who were already in the VIP room, perhaps with leaky fish, perhaps hiding in the midst of confusion.

Roger's two men were searching the leaking fish in one room.

The theatre may still have a lot of staff outside the concert hall, but full control of all the hostages in the concert hall will suffice. After all, there's no better theater staff than a regular foreign exchange group member.

With so many of these theatre structures, it's enough for the mob to hold just a few entrances and exits, crack down on the scene, and then assign people to search them one by one.

“Hey, that's a lot of recent single-homicides, attracted most of the police force and relaxed our supervision, otherwise we wouldn't have been so easy to mix up with UPP. ”

With the P-90 on his chest with his hands, one of the bandits looked quite relaxed at the moment, walking down the upper hallway of the theatre and opening a VIP room with his companion.

Prior to that, a search had been made, and now it was a missing spot.

Roger is a complete lunatic, but he's also a cautious guy. This kind of search won't bother him more than once —— until his goal is achieved.

The gunshots occasionally rang, and the two people knew it was their chief having fun, just smiling at each other and searching.

At this point, on the ceiling of the corridor where the two had just passed, a person quietly fell.

That was Song Haoran, who had managed to sneak in here and heard the movements of the two bandits, so he caught the ceiling and waited for the two to pass by.

People must make noises when they land, and even slightly. When the movement was heard, the two gangsters instantly turned around and pressed their hands against the P-90 thunder.

However, the figure in front of him was too fast, only momentarily, and one of them had fallen, and he could not even see clearly how the other party was doing it.

Another bandit was knocked down on the ground at the same time, even without time to shoot - his joints were in unusual pain at this time, and his body was haunted like octopus.

Brazilian jujitsu.

Murder, Song Hao Lan is not a stranger. Many years ago, Dad let him go into the jungle alone, fighting fierce beasts. Since he was sixteen years old, he has been following his father in chaotic South American war-torn places.

There is a bloody pulse under your son's appearance.

Song Haoran opened his hands at this time. The two bandits in front of him, one with a broken neck and the other with a knocked out.

Without any hesitation, Song Haoran pulled a black military knife from the unconscious bandit and directly slit each other's throat...

“Twenty-one more. ”

What Song Hao Run did not find was that when the two bandits, especially the one whose throat had been slit, died, the 'Sun God's badge' he was wearing closely lit up slightly.

When Song Haoran was going to take care of the two bodies, he was struck by a noise.

In fact, activating the 'Sun God's Badge' will drive his senses wildly up, but his senses will become more acute during the week, and his senses seem to continue to improve as the days grow longer.

Hearing, for example, is far more than ordinary people at the moment.

The source of the sound, on the other hand, is within the other compartment on one side. Song Hao ran faintly and slowly walked towards this compartment.

He has heard the movement… it is the sound of footsteps.

Surely there were people hiding in the room, and hearing footsteps, he could be sure that the other person was terrified at the moment and was constantly retreating.

Xingxu, still looking east, looking for a place to hide?

In front of the door, Song Haoran stopped and suddenly revealed a smile. “Don't be nervous, I'm the one the government sent to rescue you. ”

… no.

PS1: Don't spit on the names of those prisoners, and don't laugh. Because you say that foreigners' names are hard to remember, so I take material locally to make it easier for my bookmates, especially with regard to memory, definitely not because I'm too lazy with names (dead faces).

PS2: Again, don't laugh, that's it.