The female supporting role is the ultimate boss

"It is said that a few mortars directly blasted in, and the whole den was destroyed in an instant, and those people didn't even have time to react..."

Tang Jiming cursed, looked at the shocked Song Qingyang, and hissed with a toothache, "The special brew is really enjoyable! I've wanted to do this to these bastards for a long time!"

Song Qingyang also showed a look of joy on his face, but soon, he thought of what Jiang Li would face by doing so.

Without any hesitation, he immediately took Tang Jiming's cell phone and dialed back, making a series of arrangements.

"Old Song, you are..."

"Sister-in-law's actions like this will definitely make those gamblers fearful. They would risk their lives for money. For their lives, what do you think they can afford?"

Song Qingyang's words made Tang Jiming, who had reacted, tremble all over.

That little sister-in-law will become the target of public criticism, a living target that those people will work together to kill....

"Made! At this time, we still have to talk to these people about courtesy before soldiers? It's pure nonsense!" Tang Jiming cursed.

Song Qingyang looked at Tang Jiming with distorted facial features with clear eyes, and said with a sneer, "Naturally, we will deal with it specially at special times."

Tang Jiming looked at him, "Old Song, do you have an idea?"

Song Qingyang nodded, "Duan Cheng."

……

Southeast Asia's Golden Triangle, deep in the dense forest.

Several camouflage tents surrounded the largest one, and mercenaries with new heavy weapons stood around a few steps away.

Inside the tent, there were different chattering arguments and translations in the same language.

"My surname is Lin, you instigated this matter, why is that little cousin Tan Shuang so obedient? Could it be that you instigated it by telling the truth in bed?"

"Duan Cheng's only son is dead, do you think he will let us go when he comes out?"

"The person who was targeted by the Ninth Bureau and the Security Bureau at the same time, will he come out one day?" The surname Lin sneered.

There was a sudden silence in the tent, and someone said, "You did it on purpose!"

"Are you crazy? Do you know how many goods Duan Yao has? Those goods..."

"Then do you know how many brothers on the Dao that Duan Yi betrayed in order to reduce his sentence? You know how secretive those dens are. How did the people in the ninth bureau find them? Every one is precisely destroyed, and the goods are the same as the people. Don't stay! Duan Yi sold us all for himself, those goods are his bargaining chips for survival, a bunch of idiots!"

There was a deathly silence in the tent.

After a while, someone gritted his teeth, "If Duan Yao really sold us, then those dens and goods in our hands... just say, what should we do now?!"

"What to do? Of course, find these people and destroy them!"

"The key is how to find it? The people here don't have any feedback at all, and even several dens are Lian Duan! Groove!"

"That depends on whether you can make sacrifices." The man surnamed Lin smiled sadly.

Several men with different hair colors and skin colors glanced at each other, "Speak."

"Have you ever heard of a Chinese idiom?"

Seeing that everyone reached an agreement, the man surnamed Lin's smile deepened, "Catch the turtle in the urn."

"What do you mean?"

"it means……"

The man surnamed Lin hadn't finished speaking when suddenly there were a few muffled hums from outside.

The faces of the people changed. The man surnamed Lin had already pulled away the chair, and a passage appeared under his feet. He looked at the people with livid faces, and the gentleman smiled, "I'm sorry, everyone, I will use you as a bait."

After the words fell, he got short, and the whole person got into the passage, and the mercenary behind the man surnamed Lin with the back of the chair returned to its original position.