Chen Jun, He Chenguang and others have entered the paradise of sin. Standing at the entrance, they can see that the main body of the place is a huge mountain. Houses are distributed all over the mountain like beehives. There is only one road leading inside. Both sides of the road are filled with houses. Most of them are stone houses, like piles of building blocks, with strange shapes.

When people walk in, it's like wasps returning to their nest.

People in various clothes came and went, and Chen Jun and others also mixed into the crowd. However, not long after they walked, they discovered an embarrassing fact.

be lost!

Even if you follow the map, it's useless.

"If you find any fellow Yan people, you can go ask them."

Chen Jun pointed at the middle-aged man selling vegetables on the left side of the road and asked Xiaozhuang to question him.

Xiao Zhuang was slightly surprised and said, "Is he really a Chinese? Why is he here?"

"Except for criminals and capitalist roaders, no one wants to wander abroad. Now that the domestic economy is in decline, some ordinary people are having a hard time. This is just a way for them to make a living."

Xiaozhuang was stunned for a moment, feeling that Captain Chen's vision was a bit too high and he almost couldn't keep up. He walked over to inquire for information and indeed got the intelligence he wanted. These were some Yan people with no background. They couldn't make a living in the country and had few opportunities left, so they might as well take the risk of coming here to set up shop on the street. The militants inside didn't make things difficult for them. Instead, they felt that this way made their lives very convenient.

Here, as long as you are diligent, you can live a good life. There is no such thing as selling mutton for 180 yuan and being fined yuan. The government has no control over this place, and the militants are big businessmen, and they look down on such tiny profits.

It can be said that, in such a context, the ancestral street hawking method of the Yan people was very popular. The goods they brought were numerous, cheap, and complete in categories. Occasionally, people with guns were seen coming to buy, and there was not much bargaining, which was very refreshing.

"Go straight in this direction and turn at the third intersection..."

After asking for the direction, everyone continued walking. As they walked, they realized that they were going in the wrong direction. Chen Jun pointed in a direction and asked everyone to go there.

"No, Captain, do you want to find a fairy to show you the way? You can't just point in a random direction!"

Chen Jun shook his head: "This is the core area. No immortals come in to set up stalls. It's too chaotic. Trust my instincts."

"Sixth sense? Is it reliable?"

Everyone had no choice but to follow Chen Jun's feelings and go deeper.

……

On the other side, at the local government military command, emergency operations began.

Even though they had a lot of complaints about Chen Jun, they would not be able to explain to their superiors if something really happened. After all, this involved a huge investment at the national level. Plus, the words Chen Jun left behind after he left touched their nerves: "If you are afraid of death, you can stay!"

Who is afraid of death?

Wrapped in such emotions, Commander Nani, commanding the Iron Fist Special Police Team, took quick action, with one vehicle after another driving towards the direction of the slums.

Nani couldn't take the risk, so he stayed in the command post and gave orders to his men: "Tell the Iron Fist special police that they must complete the mission before dawn tomorrow, rescue the Yan people, and completely wipe out Batistuta's forces. If Alba is disobedient, get rid of him as well."

"Yes!" A group of Odebiao showed their white teeth and responded loudly.

"General, what if those Yan people died in there?"

"If they die, they die. Aren't they known as warriors who are not afraid of death? I have evidence. They didn't listen to my advice and acted rashly. No matter what, we mainly take this opportunity to eliminate Batty's strength. As for the Yan people, may God bless their safety. If they don't survive, it's not our fault."

"start to act!"

After Nani's order came down, the Iron Fist Special Police who had arrived at the slums immediately jumped out of the car. Then, under the cover of armored vehicles, they headed inside with great fanfare and charged in.

As the operation progressed, the militants inside immediately became furious. Some stalls were closed, some were armed, and the originally calm environment became like butter in fire, boiling and exploding.

In fact, if you attack according to the original plan, the major forces inside will not care about them. After all, it has been agreed that Iron Fist came in just to deal with Batti. They can accept it. They can take over his territory if Batti is killed. But such a sudden attack disrupted the original plan. As a result, armed elements from various major forces rushed out. They were everywhere, like rats. Sewers, rooftops, streets and alleys were full of people running wildly with guns in their hands.

Soon, gunshots rang out, from scattered to dense, like lighting incense in the middle of the night during New Year, becoming more and more intense, the flames lit up the dark sky, and the smell of gunpowder spread, becoming stronger and stronger.

"A fight started?"

Chen Jun and others who were advancing deeper and deeper heard the gunshots and explosions and stopped immediately. They had not found the territory yet, but they had already started fighting.

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