Yellow-green chlorine gas poured into the safe house. Since the chlorine gas was denser than air, it looked like a yellow-green waterfall hanging from above the door frame.

Li Ang waved his hand and signaled his companions to go away. He pinched the rubber hose with his left hand and his right hand took out the full-coverage respirator from the backpack bar and put it on himself.

Through the respirator, he shouted in a urn, "If you want to survive, open the door by yourself!"

The metal door in the side chamber had been twisted and broken by a grenade, and a large amount of toxic gas was poured in in an instant.

Soon, the room was filled with a harsh breathing and coughing sound.

"Ahem."

"Ahem cough cough cough cough."

"Hiss...Hiss..."

The warehouse and factory are downstairs of this safe house. Tama Riydi, who cherishes his life, naturally considered the issue of toxic gas leakage and prepared seven or eight different models of gas masks in the safe house.

The problem is that there are not only Tama Riydi and his confidants in the room now, but also a dozen people including Santos...

Soon, Filipino roars and quarrels and beatings came from the room.

"Bang bang bang",

The gunshots sounded, and the metal door in the side room was forcibly pushed open, and three or four people (some of them were covered in blood) rolled out of the room.

Since the number of gas masks is limited, the person who did not get the mask had to fight to the death for his own life, open the alloy door, and surrender to Li Ang in exchange for the last glimmer of life.

The people's faces were twisted, squinted, covered their mouths and noses, and rushed towards the front door with their feet.

He tried his best to turn the ring handle of the alloy door and opened the door.

The door was opened and fresh air was poured in.

Li Ang took off the rubber hose, closed the valve, put the chlorine container can into the backpack bar, and retreated himself to the back of the wall beside the door wall.

Those who opened the door were already unconscious and could not open their eyes, so they could only stagger and fell on the edge of the door frame.

Before they could enjoy the sweet and pure air, they were shot into sieve by a few bullets from behind.

The shooter naturally rushed out of the side chamber, belonging to Tama Riydi's loyal thugs.

These thugs all wore gas masks, but they were very desperate inside.

Eighty or ninety brothers died in such an unknown way, while their opponent was just a small S.W.A.T. team that had been broken and disbanded.

Now, it is no longer the special operations forces that are caught in the jar, but themselves.

"Dadadadadadada"

The gunmen fired at the open door while pulling Tama Riydi and Santos Aquino, who were also wearing gas masks, to retreat to another room on the right side of the safe house.

Unfortunately, Li Ang won't give them this opportunity.

He took out the grenade launcher, let the launcher lean on the door frame, and shot a grenade at the thugs.

The grenade penetrated through the chlorine smoke and exploded, lifting the gang molecules away like burlap bags.

Li Ang put away the grenade launcher, took out his rifle, leaned against the door frame and fired accurately, and shot the still alive gang members one by one.

Only Tama Riydi with a Mediterranean hairstyle and Santos Aquino in a black suit were left.

Tama Riydi, who was hit by the explosion shock wave, clearly felt several of his ribs broken, and one arm and both thighs lost consciousness.

He turned over with difficulty, breathed hard, and watched Li Ang slowly walk into the house and raise his gun at himself.

Four gunshots, Tama Riydi's elbows and knees were penetrated by bullets,

Under the severe pain, sweat suddenly emerged from his forehead.

How long has it been, I didn't expect it to hurt like this now... He thought about it and fainted.

Li Ang put down his gun and he has completed the mission of eliminating 100 gang members. It is only a matter of time before Tama Riydi dies due to blood loss.

The only thing that needs to be dealt with now is Santos Aquino, who is also affected by the shock wave, lying on the ground and breathing hard.

tread.

Li Ang stepped on the back of Santos's hand, and with a little force on the military boot, he heard a "click" sound.

Santos' little finger and ring finger were broken by force, while Li Ang was still twisting his soles of his feet, crushing Santos' fractured part.

Ten fingers connected to the heart. Under the severe pain, Santos' body curled up like a lobster, his face turned red, his eyes were red when he opened his eyes, and he could not make any sound in his wide open mouth.

Li Ang slowly raised his soles, bent down, grabbed Santos's suit collar, and asked coldly: "Tell me, your worth."

"I, I have a lot of money."

"I don't care about money." Li Ang shook his head. The 300,000 US dollars in cash that Liu Wudai gave him was enough for him to use for a while, and Santos didn't carry much cash.

"My brother is Cruz, Cruz Aquino, ahem, you S.W.A.T. just want to hold me hostage and threaten my brother."

Santos endured the severe pain and said in panic: "He loves me very much. Believe me. As long as you send him my video, he will temporarily suspend the attack on Malawi City..."

"Sorry, I don't care about this either."

Li Ang looked at Santos with his head slanted, and his sharp eyes kept sweeping across the latter's neck, as if he was looking at the angle that he should have taken the knife from.

"I, I know a lot of powerful people. Do you understand, very powerful."

Santos swallowed with difficulty and said with difficulty: "They are the small group of people who are truly standing at the top of the pyramid to rule, manage human society, and make rules for the operation of human society.

Financiers, industrialists, monopoly organizations, oligopolies, chaebols, capital giants, top powers... I serve them.

In this network of relationships, you only need to leak a little bit of insignificant resources to help you reach the top in one step."

"oh?"

Li Ang had to admit that he was a little interested in this and said calmly: "I don't think that the younger brother of a remote and trash rebel leader can connect with the so-called 'top powerful people'."

Santos breathed a sigh of relief and dared not lie, and said honestly: "It is naturally impossible to put it in the past.

But half a year ago, I joined an extremely secret transnational organization through a friend of a wealthy heir I met while studying in the UK.

That organization is called Epiphyllum.”

“…”

Li Ang's eyes narrowed and said lukewarmly: "Continue."

Santos breathed, endured the pain in his fingers, and said, "The organization has a very long history, and its members are top-notch powerful people all over the world.

A minion like me who is just a connection with a rebel in the Philippines will naturally not be able to become a formal member.

but,"

Santos paused and continued, "Those who are arrogant always need people from the bottom to do some dirty and tiring work for them that are not easy to take on in person."

Li Ang raised his eyebrows, "For example?"

"Produce compounds."

Santos said frankly: "As a peripheral member, I am responsible for contacting gang leaders in the Philippines, like Tama Riydi, and entrusting them with some special compounds called 'Epiphyllum'."

Then, Santos informed Li Ang of the characteristics of Epiphyllum and its secondary products one by one.

"The worst-quality product, called Epiphyllum 1, is what you see in the factory warehouse downstairs. It is what the organization requires us to sell to the bottom poisonous insects in society. It only seeks to spread, not to make money."

"A higher-end product is called Epiphyllum 2. The preparation conditions for this type of compound are more stringent, and only a little bit can be made at a time, but the effect is also stronger. It is installed in the metal boxes in the bedroom next door."

"The organization attaches great importance to each batch of Epiphyllum 2 produced and has special arrangements."

"But because of his own initiative and disrupted the organizational arrangements, my brother came to rescue the site, and he would have to grab this batch of goods."

Li Ang interrupted, "Wait, if it is really the powerful people who rule the world who are asking you to produce 1,2, and then why don't they use their own networks to set up a few super-large factories in Africa or South America, and then send all the goods to all parts of the world?

But like now, all the production factories are scattered all over the world?”

"The only requirement for the Epiphyllum series of products in the organization is to spread and spread as quickly and efficiently as possible."

Santos replied: "Due to geographical and transportation factors, a large number of low-level processing plants all over the world are far more efficient at the communication level than a few giant factories.

Moreover, the prerequisite for preparing Epiphyllum 2 is that a large amount of Epiphyllum 1 is required for purification.

Therefore, the Epiphyllum 2 produced in each batch of low-level processing plants are limited and special."

So that's it.

Li Ang knew it in his heart and asked, "Where was the batch of goods on hand for Tama Riydi to deliver?"
Chapter completed!