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in the room.

Eight gunmen lay motionless on the ground.

The only sober bald man kneeled in front of Chen Hao, trembling.

"Gone?"

Chen Hao, who was sitting on the sofa, frowned and stared at the bald man.

"That's all I know."

The bald man was about to cry.

Chen Hao concluded that the bald man was not lying, got up, knocked the man unconscious, and left quietly.

Silent night.

Manchester City South.

Chen Hao climbed over the wall and entered a slaughterhouse.

Originally, he wanted to follow the clues to find Zhu San through the killer who broke into the room. However, the gunman sent by Biasong did not know where Zhu San was, nor did he know Biasong's whereabouts.

Biansong has always been cautious and has no fixed address. Only his close friends know where he sleeps at night.

Chen Hao was not without gains.

After questioning the leading killer, he got a certain understanding of some of Biansong's "industries" in Manchester City, such as this slaughterhouse, which ostensibly kills pigs, but actually hides evil.

Chen Hao walked into the factory.

There are fans of pork hanging in the factory building.

The pork will be delivered to various markets in Manchester by slaughterhouse staff before dawn.

The innermost part of the factory building.

Next to the entrance to the basement, seven night workers gathered around to gamble.

"I want to play too."

A sudden voice came.

The gambling men subconsciously turned their heads and saw Chen Hao.

"who are you?!"

One person stood up and asked Chen Hao.

Chen Hao smiled and said nothing.

"Get out!"

The man stepped forward and pointed angrily at Chen Hao.

Chen Hao grabbed the man's wrist and twisted it quickly, breaking the bones and tendons.

The man screamed.

The others showed their fierce looks. Some took out machetes and boning knives from under the table, and some opened drawers and took out pistols.

Chen Hao greeted several people.

In less than ten seconds, seven people were staggering and unconscious.

Chen Hao went to the basement without hesitation and walked up dozens of steps. Two closed iron doors blocked his way. The iron doors were equipped with combination locks.

He suddenly raised his foot and kicked open the two doors.

In the basement.

The two men guarding the door were knocked down by the suddenly opened iron door, twisting in pain.

Chen Hao glanced at the two of them without taking a second glance, and his eyes swept over the cages. In each cage, dozens of half-year-old children were imprisoned in these cages.

They were dressed in rags, looking like beggars, and some were timid or had dull eyes.

Chen Hao took out the camera he prepared in advance and took pictures continuously.

"asshole!"

"court death!"

The two walked out of the innermost room in the basement and saw Chen Hao taking photos. They shouted and rushed over in a hurry, trying to control Chen Hao.

Chen Hao knocked down the two of them and kicked them twice, knocking them unconscious.

The two unconscious people, wearing white coats and masks, looked like medical staff.

Their white coats were still stained with blood.

Chen Hao glanced at the two of them coldly and walked towards the innermost room in the basement.

in the room.

Four crude operating tables are separated by plastic sheets.

There is a half-year-old child lying on each operating table, and there are only two people standing next to each operating table. One is responsible for removing the organs, and the other is doing the hand work.

The busy people did not notice Chen Hao entering the room.

The environment is harsh.

The strong smell of blood is pungent.

Chen Hao couldn't help but frown. The filth, sin, and bloodiness presented here were beyond his imagination. Even if he was mentally prepared in advance, he was still shocked.

Every young life was trampled down like this.

In the eyes of evil people, these children are not much different from slaughtered pigs and cows.

The organs they lost will extend the lives of the rich.

What awaits them is death or a hard life.

Being here, Chen Hao deeply understood the darkness and injustice of the world. He gritted his teeth to suppress his anger and murderous intention, and first used his camera to take pictures to collect evidence.

The camera's built-in flash flashes continuously.

The villain who was harvesting the organs was horrified.

"kill him!"

One shouted.

"do not move!"

When Chen Hao shouted, he put away his camera and raised his Uzi submachine gun.

The eight men in white coats were stunned and silent.

"Stop hurting these kids or die."

Chen Hao glared at a bunch of scum.

One of them had panicked eyes, because there was a girl lying on the operating table next to him, and his heart had been taken out. While Chen Hao was looking away, he hurriedly picked up the storage box with the heart, turned around and ran to the back door of the room.

Bang bang bang!

Chen Hao fired.

The man who tried to escape with the heart was shot several times and fell to the ground. The storage box also fell to the ground. The lid opened and a beating heart rolled out.

"Rescue!"

Chen Hao ordered the seven people not to save the bastard who fell after being shot, but to save the girl who lost her heart.

"This...here does not have the conditions for re-implantation of the heart, and..."

One person spoke tremblingly.

Chen Hao took two steps forward and looked at the girl who had lost her heart.

The girl is dead.

Chen Hao's eyes were about to burst, but he couldn't go on a killing spree.

There are three children lying on the operating table in urgent need of treatment.

Seven scumbags in white coats were forced by Chen Hao to save people.

Afterwards, Chen Hao broke the limbs of seven people to prevent them from escaping.

After doing all this, Chen Hao called the police.

Although the three children lying on the operating table were treated and their lives were not in danger for the time being, they had to go to the hospital to fully recover, not to mention that there were dozens of people imprisoned in cages outside.

Calling the police is the safest option.

More than a dozen police cars rushed to the slaughterhouse.

Chen Hao disappeared.

In addition to the "slaughterhouse", Chen Hao also visited the "money bank" where some black gold was stored in Biasong. Hundreds of millions of gold burned blazingly and turned into ashes in minutes.

early morning.

The first floor of the villa.

Zhuosong was furious and smashed the vase.

Zhu San, who was sitting on the sofa, also looked ugly.

A dozen bikini girls huddled in a corner of the living room.

They were the ones who accompanied Zhu Sanjie to sing songs last night.

On the other side, the gunmen who went to the hotel to assassinate Chen Hao all lowered their heads.

"Not a single shot was fired, everyone was knocked unconscious, you loser!"

Biansong glared and yelled at his subordinates.

The bald man at the head said: "Boss, that kid has great kung fu and can appear and disappear."

"Last night, not only did you fail to kill the boy, but you also revealed to him the secret of the slaughterhouse and where the money bank was. How do you think I should punish you?"

Zhuosong's words made his subordinates panic.

"Boss...I..."

"go to hell!"

Balesong showed his fierce look, picked up the Desert Eagle pistol, and poked the bald man's forehead with the huge muzzle.

boom!

Gunshots.

The bald man was shot in the middle of his eyebrow and fell straight to the ground.

A dozen bikini girls witnessed this scene and covered their mouths in fear for fear of screaming.

At this time, Biansong's cell phone rang.

Biansong answered the phone.

"If you don't hand Zhu San over to me, something will happen tonight."

"you……"

Just as Biansong opened his mouth, Chen Hao hung up the phone.

"asshole!"

Bing Song was extremely frustrated, and Big Brother Tiao vented his anger.

"Mr. Biansong, what's wrong?"

Zhu San couldn't help but ask Biaozong.

"The boy asked me to hand you over, otherwise there will be trouble tonight."

Biansong truthfully told Zhu San Chen Hao's request.

Zhu San was immediately nervous.

Inside and outside the villa, there are as many as twenty bodyguards in Biasong.

There are only four of his guards.

If Di Song wants to attack him, he will be in danger.

"Don't worry, I never betray my friends, and I hate others threatening me the most." Biansong stepped forward and patted Zhu San on the shoulder, and said fiercely: "From now on, your enemy is also my enemy."