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"Can you please not slap me in the face?" Xia Yan said in French.

None of the seven or eight big Eastern European men answered him, they just took out their daggers and surrounded Xia Yan.

"It seems not possible." Xia Yan shrugged.

Five minutes later, seven or eight big Eastern European men were lying in a Paris alley. Some were wailing, some were unconscious, but without exception, they all had special care on their faces.

Xia Yan was about to finish his business and left when the young thief stopped him and said in not very fluent French: "They kidnapped a Chinese girl. She is very nice. Save her!"

Xia Yan stopped leaving. The young man saw that he had stopped and pointed at Xia Yan's coat pocket and said, "She wrote a note."

It turned out that the boy didn't want to steal his wallet, but wanted to send him a message. As expected, Xia Yan took out a small piece of paper from his pocket.

The piece of paper had "Help" written in simplified Chinese characters, and a string of 18 digits plus letters. The last digit was an X, which looked like an ID number, and the back was blank.

The young man approached Xia Yan carefully and said, "She was going to write the address, but before she could, she gave it to me for fear of being discovered. She asked me to give the note to a Chinese person if I could meet him."

"Can you take me there?" Xia Yan thought for a while and felt that this matter should be true. The neat simplified Chinese characters and 18-digit ID number were all fine in detail, and it didn't look like it was a bureau specially set up for him. , the process is too cumbersome.

The boy said yes, but he had heard adults say that the girls would be transferred to other places, and he was worried that he might not be able to find them.

Xia Yan said that as long as someone there knew where the girl was, he would have a way to get him to tell her.

Xia Yan pointed to the people lying on the ground and said to the boy, what is their relationship with you?The young man shook his head, I was also kidnapped here by them.

The young man named Fats was kidnapped by this gang and brought to Paris, where he was trained as a thief. However, the main business of this gang is kidnapping, human trafficking, drug trafficking, etc. To say that they are heinous is to glorify them.

Xia Yan nodded, then took out his gun and struck each one. The strong smell of blood filled the alley, but the young man didn't look too scared, but instead felt excited about getting revenge.

Even though this gun is a subsonic pistol and equipped with a silencer, it still makes a lot of noise.After Xia Yan finished speaking, he quickly left with the young man.

During the previous raid on Cobra's factory, Xia Yan had already shot and killed people. However, firstly, the battlefield was full of bullets and bullets, and secondly, they were shot from a long distance, so Xia Yan didn't feel much.

But today, he killed nine people at such a close range. Although he deserved it, Xia Yan still felt a little uncomfortable, but it was just a little uncomfortable.

Maybe it's because Xia Yan's body has not only adapted to the skills instilled by the system, but also adapted to the numbness of the skill owner when killing people, or maybe Xia Yan himself is a numb person.

With the young man leading the way, Xia Yan quickly arrived at his destination - No. 10 Tiantang Road. The entire gate was painted red, which looked particularly weird in the night.

It's ironic that a place called Paradise Street is a hell for many girls.

On the way here, Xia Yan used the mobile phone of the thieves to call the Chinese Embassy in France, telling them that they had received news that a Chinese girl had been kidnapped, and reported the ID number for them to check as soon as possible.

He also said that he was heading to the place where the girl was detained, but did not disclose his information.

After hearing this, the embassy staff immediately contacted the French police. While thanking Xia Yan for providing the information, they also dissuaded him from taking risks. This kind of matter should be left to professional personnel to resolve.

Xia Yan said that he is a professional (killing is quite professional), and his informant said that behind this group of human traffickers there are bugs from the French law enforcement agencies involved, so be careful when contacting the French police.

Finally, Xia Yan said that he would take the initiative to call the embassy later to report further information.

Fats told Xia Yan that it was an independent courtyard with three floors and a basement. There were more than 10 guards, and everyone carried guns.

Xia Yan listened to Fates' explanation of the layout inside and the positions of guards, while putting on his body armor and checking the firearms.Since he knew that the other party had a gun, Xia Yan didn't rely too much on him. A lion would have to fight a rabbit with all his strength.

Gently pushing the red door, Xia Yan found that the door was not closed and quickly entered the yard.Quiet, the whole courtyard was deathly quiet, there were no guards as Fats mentioned.

When Xia Yan slowly opened the door, he immediately smelled the smell of blood in the air. When he lowered his head, he saw a corpse lying on its back. The two blood holes on the chest had solidified and turned black. It seemed that it had been dead for a while. .

Walking further in, I found more corpses, all of them men, with Eastern European faces. Most of them died of gunshot wounds, and a few died of stab wounds.

There are many rooms on the third floor, and in each room there are some girls who have been injected with drugs, looking numb and unaware that they are in the same room with more than a dozen corpses.

There were a few girls who were no longer breathing. Xia Yan turned around and found that there were no girls with Chinese faces, not even Asian faces.

In the basement, Xia Yan found a scorched corpse. The man was tied to a chair in front of him, with two nails stuck in his thighs and connected to a switch.When they found him, the electricity was still on.

Someone had cleaned up these scum before Xia Yan, but they also cleaned up the clues.Just as Xia Yan was worrying about clues, he heard someone opening the door on the second floor.

"Sir, Marco and the others were murdered and they are all dead."

"Okay, let me clean up the evidence."

The Macon police officer hung up the phone, his hands still shaking. He did not expect that the American man was so terrifying and single-handedly wiped out a gang.

But his top priority now is to destroy the evidence without implicating himself or his boss. The evidence certainly includes the innocent girls upstairs.

While the Macon police officer was looking for something like gasoline, a hand suddenly covered his mouth from behind, and then the cold barrel of a gun was pressed against his temple.

A voice came into his ears: "Don't move, there are a few questions you need to answer."

……

After Xia Yan showed the body in the basement, the Macon police officer told the man wearing the Batman mask everything he knew, including how much money he could get every month.

And Xia Yan also got a name from him, Patrice Saint-Gali.

Xia Yan did not kill the French policeman named Macon, but tied him to the dead man in the basement.

After coming out of the house, Xia Yan called the embassy and told them that the girl had been transferred, as well as the names of the gang's protective umbrella, Macon, and his boss.

Xia Yan also learned the girl's information from the embassy. She was a Chinese student studying in the UK. She came to Paris alone two days ago. Since she hadn't told anyone around her, her family and friends didn't know. Something has happened to her.

Xia Yan finally asked the embassy to find ways to protect these kidnapped girls. He was worried that the gang protection umbrella hidden in the French police would find ways to destroy the evidence.

After getting a positive reply from the embassy staff, Xia Yan hung up the phone and prepared to go to the next destination.