Game within game: chess player

Chapter 446: Murder in the Dark (Requesting Bookshelf)

At this time, there was a pair of eyes in a room above the White House staring closely at Ye Fang's car, watching Ye Fang's car leave, then picked up the phone and dialed, and then said, "The next step is up to you. "

After saying that, Horst hung up the phone and murmured, "I'll see how you guys die!" Then Horst turned to look at Mike, who had a look of chaff on his face, and said rudely, "I can't even handle this. , go back and see how you explain to Mr. Roman."

Mike looked at Horst without speaking, with deep fear flashing in his eyes. He did not tell Horst at all about being acupunctured by Nan Yi. Although he did not know whether it was true or not, he still felt that he would wait until tomorrow I'll make a decision after doing some research. After all, he also knows a famous Chinese medicine doctor here in Washington.

In this way, Ye Fang and his party left the White House and drove towards their residence. Before they had driven far, Lu Jiuge, who was driving, noticed a car following them furtively.

"Boss, there seems to be a car following us." Lu Jiuge said.

Ye Fang glanced back, and sure enough he found a black car sitting leisurely behind.

"It's really lively today. It seems that some people still don't give up. Jiu Ge, go back to the villa as planned. I want to see who else is so restless." Ye Fang said.

"Yes." Lu Jiuge stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the villa.

After returning to the villa, everyone walked into the villa as if nothing had happened. Soon the lights in the villa were turned off. From the outside, it looked like they were resting and sleeping. The black car was parked on the roadside opposite the villa. Everyone vaguely saw cigarette butts inside the car, which flickered on and off. The car left about half an hour later.

"This should be a checkpoint. I'll take people outside to set up defenses." After Lu Jiuge said that, he led the ghost team out of the villa and disappeared into the night.

Nan Yi immediately ordered the defenders around the villa to activate and target anyone who entered within 50 meters of the villa.

Listening to Nan Yi's words, Ye Fang couldn't help but ask, "Who are the defenders here?"

Nan Yi turned around and smiled sweetly at Ye Fang, and asked, "You want to know?"

"Yeah." Ye Fang nodded.

"I won't tell you!" Nan Yi rolled his eyes at Ye Fang.

"If you don't tell, don't tell." Ye Fang said nonchalantly, then stretched and said, "I'm going to bed, oh, by the way! I want to eat soy milk and fried dough sticks tomorrow morning."

"Soy milk and fried dough sticks?! Where can I get them for you..." Nan Yi said angrily as he looked at Ye Fang's disappearing back.

In recent years, the number of Latin American immigrants in the Washington, D.C., capital of the United States has been increasing, and gang organizations composed of criminal elements have also developed rapidly. Violent activities of the nature of gang fights often occur near the White House and Capitol Hill in Washington, where U.S. dignitaries gather. Latin American gangs have become a serious threat to public security in the capital area, and they can be said to be extremely rampant.

Among all the organizations, the most powerful is "MS13". This organization is notorious for its cruelty and extreme violence. It was born in the slums of the small Latin American country of El Salvador. Its members are mainly members of the country's former guerrillas, and its combat effectiveness is far beyond It is not comparable to these stragglers and gangsters in the United States.

The boss of MS13 in the Washington area was called Karl. Horst paid Karl a lot of money and asked Karl to send people to kill Ye Fang. Compared to sending out other people, the gangsters are more comfortable doing this kind of sneaky and murderous things, and they don't have to worry about finding Horst's head afterwards. The bounty offered by Horst gave Karl no chance to say no, so Karl assigned a small leader of his men to lead more than thirty people to find out where Ye Fang was stationed and go there under the cover of night.

After nightfall, especially in the second half of the night, even in the center of the main city, there were few people wandering around on the streets, so Carl's murder squad could be said to be marching on horseback in a mighty manner.

This little boss is called Roy. He is a small gang attached to MS13. He has dozens of subordinates. The task he got this time is to kill Ye Fang and others.

Roy and his men carried several gasoline barrels ready to make Molotov cocktails and slowly approached the block where Ye Fang's villa was located. When they were still a street away, dozens of men divided into several teams to find hidden places to make Molotov cocktails. , preparing to throw countless incendiary bombs into the villa at the same time and burn Ye Fang and others to death.

One of the teams of seven or eight people hid in a dark alley, pouring the oil from the gasoline barrel into the glass bottle, and then stuffed the outside of the glass bottle with cloth strips. In this way, a proposed Molotov cocktail was made. .

The mouth of the glass bottle was very small, and even with a funnel, the gasoline in the barrel flowed everywhere, and soon the whole alley smelled of gasoline.

"Damn it, who smokes? Are you looking for death?!"

In addition to the smell of gasoline, there was also a faint smell of cigarettes in the air, which made several gangsters curse immediately, but these people checked with each other that no one was smoking.

Everyone looked up following the smell of cigarette smoke and saw a cigarette butt flickering in and out of sight in a dark alley not far away, and a shadowy figure standing there. A few gangsters thought it was one of their own, and one of them walked over directly. As he walked, he cursed, "You stupid pig, put out the fire quickly."

There was a muffled groan in the dark alley. The gangster held his broken neck bone and was speechless for a long time. Finally, he fell down with a plop, and the flickering cigarette butt was exposed to the air again.

The remaining gangsters stood up when they saw something was wrong, and a few of them even took out their pistols. For MS13 gangsters, pistols are basically standard equipment, but the sound of gunfire was too loud in this silent street. Luxury can easily lead to trouble, so no one would think of taking it out until a critical moment of life or death.

"Who is it, come out?!" the leading gangster shouted loudly.

At this moment, the flickering cigarette butt suddenly became erratic, "No!" Everyone immediately realized that the cigarette butt was flying towards them. Soon the cigarette butt fell at their feet, and a ball of open flame rose into the sky. Everyone was shrouded in darkness, and screams came out one after another.

As the Molotov cocktails fell and exploded, the fire instantly became uncontrollable. Even people who didn't have Molotov cocktails and gasoline barrels in their hands were instantly affected. It was impossible for everyone to escape. Several figures burned in the alley were jumping around, trying to fall to the ground to extinguish the flames. However, oil fires are not so easy to extinguish. Soon everyone fell into the fire and remained motionless until they burned into pitch black. group.

The flames reflected the cold face of the ghost team officer, and then he quietly exited the alley and disappeared into the night.

The same scene was played out in another place. The flying knife of the Ghost Team directly ignited the gasoline bottles. However, due to the limited number of gasoline bottles in this team, only three people were buried in the sea of ​​​​fire. The remaining people rushed towards Feidao. Feidao held the knife in his backhand and faced him directly.

The hand-sized knife moved up and down irregularly in Fei Dao's hand. One moment it appeared on the gangster's neck, another moment it appeared on the gangster's armpit, one moment it appeared on the chest, and one moment it appeared on the back. The hands of the flying knife are like a chef chopping vegetables, keeping all the gangsters in the shadow of the knife, and the sharp blade is fiercely sent into everyone's body.

The alley was soon filled with a strong smell of blood. Every gangster who fell to the ground was covered in blood, riddled with holes, and blood was flowing out. When Feidao wanted to pull the knife out of the last person's body, he suddenly found that it had not been pulled out. When Feidao saw that the knife in his hand was stuck in the middle of the gangster's collarbone.

A contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of Feidao's mouth, he slightly adjusted the angle of the tip of the knife, and pulled the knife out from the collarbone with a "swish" sound, and the man fell to the ground.

Feidao wiped the blood on the two knives in his hands and disappeared into the dark street.

Karl's dozens of people disappeared silently. Even before the defenders around Ye Fang's villa were activated, everyone was wiped out by the ghost team.

When everyone in the ghost team gathered together, Lu Jiuge took off his black mask and said, "MS13? What kind of gangster organization is this? The name is really bad."

"Boss, do you want to kill them tonight?" The doctor who was excited to kill interjected.

"You are a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded. Why are you so murderous? Besides, we don't know anything about the gang organization MS13 for now. Let's wait until we go back and investigate clearly."

After Lu Jiuge finished speaking, he returned to the villa with the ghost team. Not long after leaving, a garbage collection vehicle shuttled through the streets and picked up all the corpses and garbage on the ground.

At this time, Horst, who was in another corner of Washington, was waiting for Karl's reply in his study. It was not until five o'clock in the morning that Horst received Karl's reply.

"How's it going, Mr. Karl?" Horst was obviously dissatisfied with Karl's reply to him so late. In his plan, it shouldn't be so late. There should have been a reply at least three hours ago, so Horst said nothing. Some anger.

Karl on the other side of the phone was obviously not in a good mood. He did not answer Horst's question directly, but asked directly, "Mr. Horst, can you tell me who exactly you are dealing with?"

"Ah -" Horst obviously did not expect that Karl would ask this, and his mind did not turn around for a moment. Karl asked what this sentence meant, and simply replied, "Just ordinary people from China...nothing." ..How did things go? Mr. Carr."

Mr. Karl snorted coldly and said, "Mr. Horst, my intuition tells me that you are not telling the truth. They are definitely not ordinary people, and I can tell you that tonight's operation failed, a complete failure. My There were no bones left, not a single person came back, it was as if everyone had disappeared from this world.”

"What?——" Horst stood up from his seat in excitement when he heard this sentence.

"Mr. Horst, you must give me an explanation. Dozens of people like me can't just disappear without any reason." Karl said coldly.

"I...I know...Mr. Karl, don't be angry yet. I will use my connections to investigate this matter immediately and I will definitely give you an explanation." Horst knew that Karl was a very difficult person to deal with. Once you offend him, you and your family will be in endless trouble.

"Mr. Horst, I don't know why you have to provoke this group of people, but I hope you will be prepared for the worst. I will also use my own method to handle this matter. No one can kill me." People can still live in this world." After saying that, Karl hung up the phone.

The moment the call was disconnected, Horst felt that his back was soaked. He sat back on the sofa as if he had lost his soul, and then murmured, "Ye Fang, who are you?! Why can you still cover your face with just one hand in the United States?" sky?!"

At this time, Horst was completely sleepless. He grabbed his clothes and strode out of the house, driving straight to the Washington Police Headquarters. He wanted to find out what happened a few hours ago.

Early the next morning, Ye Fang woke up from his sleep. When he opened his eyes, he saw Nan Yi holding a newspaper with his feet on the coffee table, sitting on the sofa opposite, looking extremely leisurely.

Ye Fang was already used to Nan Yi's uninvited visits and asked, "When did you come?"

"You just arrived, you slept soundly. It's rare that we were so busy that we didn't go to bed until late at night." Nan Yi put down the newspaper and looked at Ye Fang and said.

"What's going on?" Ye Fang asked. Nan Yi told Ye Fang what happened last night. At this time, Ye Fang realized that the other party had used so many people to burn him to death.

"American gangsters?!" Ye Fang laughed and continued, "When did I provoke the gangsters here again? Most of them used people's money to eliminate disasters for others."

"That's what I thought. Who did it? I'll leave it to Jiuge and the others. Get up now, and I'll take you to eat soy milk and fried dough sticks." Nan Yi said.

"Soy milk fried dough sticks? Is there really one around here?" Ye Fang immediately became energetic when he heard the soy milk fried dough sticks.

"Of course there are none around here, but there is in Chinatown, not far from here." Nan Yi said with a smile.

"Okay, call Lao Pang and let's go together." Ye Fang said.

"Let's go, he has been waiting downstairs for a long time." Nan Yi pulled Ye Fang up from the bed.

Ye Fang quickly packed up and then met up with Pang Hongfei. Nan Yi drove the two of them straight to Chinatown.

"Nan Yi, are you sure you don't need to call Jiuge and the others? After all, the United States is not very safe." Since following Ye Fang, Pang Hongfei's mind is now filled with paranoia of persecution, and the thought that "there are always people in the world who want to harm me." . He knew that he had been living a life of fighting and killing since he followed Ye Fang. Although he didn't have to do it himself, he now had to worry about his own safety all the time.

Pang Hongfei also wondered why he never worried about safety when he went out before. At that time, it seemed that the whole world was safe, but since he followed Ye Fang, he instantly discovered that the world is full of evil and assassination, and he has completely lost his temper. Another life.

"If you're scared, it's still too late to get out of the car." Nan Yi said calmly.

"The boss is not afraid, so what am I afraid of?" Pang Hongfei replied pretending to be calm.

"Then just follow me. Safety is not your concern!" Nan Yi replied confidently.

"Oh!" Pang Hongfei agreed aggrievedly.

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