The people in the entire container looked at the young man with black-rimmed eyes with disdain. The angry glances from some women's eyes seemed to burn the four-eyed dog to ashes, and the young man seemed to feel the same.

Seeing the angry eyes around him, he stared down at his toes with a blank expression on his face.

Even Zhang Yang sighs, how fragile love seems in the face of the threat of power and the choice of life.

In fact, Zhang Yang sympathized with this man. In this case, persistence could not change his fate. However, a man with glasses should not push a woman away. Zhang Yang believed that what really made the woman sad was the man pushing her away. Even,

Zhang Yang also believes that if a man with glasses is in danger, the woman may be willing to use her body to save the man's life...

The moment everyone turned their attention away from the four-eyed man, the Indian Ah San had already approached the steel stairs step by step, and below the stairs was where the two Vietnamese were staying. This was a must-pass

land.

In fact, the place where Zhang Yang and the two Vietnamese are staying now is the best location besides the building in the middle building. It is the farthest away from the big plastic toilet and the closest to the vent above the building in the middle building. However, Zhang Yang started to

When a group of people came in, it was strange that no one was sitting in such a good seat. Now, Zhang Yang finally understood. Obviously, no one wanted to approach the stairwell of the middle floor of this building. This is a very dangerous place.

…

What a murderous aura!

Zhang Yang felt that the young Vietnamese man was filled with murderous intent. It seemed that this young man was like an unsheathed sword with its sharp edge exposed.

Zhang Yang stared closely at the hand holding the knife. He wanted to see how fast the young man's hand was. Unfortunately, Zhang Yang was disappointed because the Vietnamese man in his thirties held it tightly with one hand.

The hand holding the knife was removed, and the muscular arm was full of strength, making it impossible for the young man to move at all.

The young man stared at the middle-aged man with an angry look, as if fire was about to burst out of his eyes.

The middle-aged Vietnamese ignored the young man's anger and moved his mouth upward. The young man's eyes that were spitting out flames almost subconsciously looked up at the building in the middle of the building. Immediately, his pupils contracted, like pinholes.

I saw a lazy-looking big man leaning on the guardrail upstairs. On the thigh of the big man wearing jeans, there was actually a row of bright and sharp flying knives hanging on it. At first glance, they were flying knives, because the streamlined shape of the blade was similar to that of ordinary

The dagger is different, top-heavy, and most importantly, there is a piece of red silk at the end of the knife.

The big man leaned lazily on the iron railing, but his eyes were extremely sharp, staring closely at the young man. One of his hands was hanging down, vaguely touching the dark red flying knife wood.

handle……

"Boom!"

Just when the young man was looking at the big man upstairs, suddenly, there was a roar of wind. Even though the young man dodged quickly, the huge dagger in the Indian's hand still grazed the side of the young man's head. Immediately,

The skin was torn open and blood spilled out.

"Hehe..." The Indian Hand Wrench looked at the young man with a strange smile of disapproval.

"You..." The young man's eyes shot out a ferocious look like a beast, and he stood up abruptly. Unfortunately, his hand was still in the middle-aged Vietnamese's hand. He was pulled by the middle-aged Vietnamese and his body stumbled.

On the ground.

"Uncle!" The young man had blood streaming from his forehead and looked at the middle-aged Vietnamese with a fierce look on his face. The middle-aged Vietnamese still didn't make a sound, but shook his head firmly, and his muscular arms tightened

Grab the young man and don't let go.

The young man sat slumped on the ground, not caring about the blood on his forehead. He lowered his head and remained silent. The sharp fruit knife made a violent friction sound on the ground of the container, which made people feel heart palpitated. Obviously, the young man was venting his emotions.

Hatred.

The Indian grinned several times and followed the beautiful young woman up the stairs...

"Hey, this is the sixth woman." Su Dafeng sighed.

"Why didn't anyone resist?" Zhang Yang suppressed his violent mood and asked with a long sigh of relief.

"Resist? How to resist? There are many of them, more than ten, and most of the people in this container are from many countries, and most of them are women. Even if there are men, they are also honest people. If there are more

People like me have already killed that group of people, how can we allow them to be arrogant?" Su Dafeng said angrily.

"That's true." Zhang Yang nodded thoughtfully.

"Hahaha……"

"Ha ha……"

…

While Zhang Yang and Su Dafeng were chatting, there was a sound of clothes being torn and laughter coming from upstairs, followed closely by a sound of a woman crying in humiliation...

There was an atmosphere of sadness and anger inside the container, and anyone could imagine that the young woman upstairs was being insulted by a group of beast-like men.

"No!" Zhang Yang stood up abruptly.

"Brother, you are not young anymore, are you still a hot-blooded young man? They are Vietnamese, and their men have not moved, why should we be anxious?" The young man teased Zhang Yang who stood up.

"..." Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment and sat down. Indeed, he didn't need to care. There were too many unfair things in this world. Things like the law of the jungle and the strong preying on the strong happened every day. He couldn't control it and couldn't control it.

At this time, the young Vietnamese seemed to understand Su Dafeng's words. He clenched his teeth tightly and a trace of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth. Obviously, he was desperately suppressing the flames of anger, and the middle-aged Vietnamese

He kept patting the back of the young man's hand to comfort him.

"Unless you are sure to kill them all in one go, you will be in big trouble in the future." Su Dafeng whispered.

"Why?"

"Because they all have underworld backgrounds and are not fugitives. This smuggling route has always been controlled by them. Even the fierce Vietnamese gang can't do anything to them, because they are rich and powerful, and in several

The country also has a political background, and their boss is Srivastava, the notorious gangster in India..."

"Srivastava?" Zhang Yang couldn't help but be surprised. Although he was not familiar with the underground forces in various countries, he had heard about them to some extent, but he had never heard of this name.

"Srivastava is not a simple figure in India. He has been accused of murder, kidnapping, extortion, etc. in 40 cases, but he has never pleaded guilty to any crime since his arrest in 1995.

The Delhi police in India accused Srivastava of conspiring with businessman Shah to kill Sunega in 1992. Sunega was an employee of Shah. He had a dispute with Shah due to financial disputes and was murdered soon after. The police accused Srivastava of conspiring to kill Sunega.

Thawar hired someone to do it, but the judge ruled that Srivastava had nothing to do with it. Srivastava currently has six cases pending. According to Indian law, only those who are convicted by the court will lose their qualifications to run for parliament.

Courts often rule on charges years or even decades after suspects are arrested. Among the 403 current members of Uttar Pradesh, 106 have pending charges of murder, kidnapping and other crimes. State member Yadav is also in prison.

Won the parliamentary election. Indian media reported that Srivastava was still controlling the extortion business outside the bars in prison, but the lawyer said he was innocent..."

"He is indeed a character!" Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh at the wonders of this world. Not only did he continue to commit crimes in prison, but he actually wanted to run for parliament. Of course, this could only happen in a magical country like India.

"The most powerful thing about him is not just people, but influence. He has close ties with Indonesian gangs, Filipino gangs, and the Japanese Yamaguchi group. This is the main reason why he can monopolize this smuggling route."

"This shipping line does not pass through India, why can he control it?" Zhang Yang was a little confused. It would not be surprising if there were gangs from the Philippines controlling this line, and it would not be surprising if there were gangs from Vietnam. However, it would be a bit strange if there were gangs from India.

Strange.

"There is no reason. I can only say that the Vietnamese gang is rubbish. There is no other explanation..." Su Dafeng looked at the two Vietnamese with contempt.

"Who are you calling trash?"

Astonishingly, the young man stood up suddenly and actually spoke fluent Chinese. Of course, Zhang Yang and Su Dafeng were not surprised. In Vietnam, there are many people who know Chinese. People like this make money by bringing women all over the world.

It’s not unusual for Chicken Head to master the Chinese language.

"You, aren't you just rubbish? Seeing your compatriots being bullied and indifferent, and still at home, hehe, if you are not rubbish, who is rubbish..."

"brush……"

The sharp fruit knife in the young man's hand turned into a cold light and fell on Su Dafeng's thick neck like a meteor. At this time, Su Dafeng sat on the ground with a look of astonishment. Obviously, he did not expect that the young man would suddenly attack.

, and the young man was half-kneeling on the ground, showing an attack state.

"Say it again!" The young Vietnamese's eyes seemed to be burning.

"You... you... you dare... I am from the Daquan Gang... If you are not afraid of the fight between the Vietnam Gang and the Daquan Gang, just kill me..." Su Dafeng's rosy face suddenly turned pale, still

Qiang Zi calmed down.

"As long as you dare to say it again, I will." The young man's eyes were red and the fruit knife in his hand did not move at all.

"Put down the knife." The middle-aged Vietnamese man's deep voice was full of pressure.

"Uncle!" The young man looked angry and seemed to have reached the point where he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Put down the knife!" the middle-aged Vietnamese man's voice deepened.

"Bang!" The young man punched the ground hard, put away the knife angrily, and sat down on the ground again.

The crisis disappeared, and the huge energy gathered in Zhang Yang's arms slowly dispersed to his limbs.

Zhang Yang suddenly discovered that this journey was very interesting, with strange things and strange people...

…

Except for the gasping and tearing sounds upstairs, there was a sudden silence inside the container. Su Dafeng seemed to be a little shaken. He took a long breath. Zhang Yang could feel his heart beating violently. Zhang Yang found that this young man was not as good as him.

Looks strong on the surface.

"Why do you know so many secrets?" Zhang Yang suddenly couldn't understand Su Dafeng. It was obvious that this person was using the chicken feather from the Daquan Gang as an arrow. However, it was such a little gangster who pretended to be powerful.

, actually knows some secrets of the Big Circle Gang and Indian gangs. Judging from his performance, he should also have a certain understanding of Vietnamese gangs.

"Because Lao Mao is my idol. Know yourself and your enemy, and you can win every battle!"

"..." Zhang Yang could only be speechless.

"Do you think I'm afraid of death?" Su Dafeng suddenly asked.

"This..." Zhang Yang was speechless again. He didn't expect that this guy actually took the initiative to say it without any shame.

"Let me ask you a question." Su Dafeng stared into Zhang Yang's eyes and said.
To be continued...