"I heard the news, it seems that you have had a good year."

"I don't deny that."

Mingxu's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a smile.

"How about it, are you interested in going abroad before starting the new school year?"

"Going abroad? What's wrong, are you in any trouble?

"Yes, recently my subordinates reported that the forces in our sphere of influence that were originally oppressed and did not dare to come forward have now stood up and resisted. And not yet a force, not a single accident, as far as I know there have been dozens of fires and mergers.

"Why, are you a little short of manpower now?"

"That's not enough, but it's hard to suppress them all for a while." Those gang leaders in the United States have begun to be restless, in short, we have begun to mess up in the jurisdiction of the United States, and there are also signs in the country, and it takes a lot of manpower and material resources to deal with these. And don't you think it's weird? The rest of the time did not resist, but during this time they resisted together as if they had discussed.

"Do you still need to think about this, there must be someone making trouble behind, have you found any clues?"

"Yes, my men found that they had a lot of money behind their operations, and the source of those funds was the Colombian Revolutionary Army."

"But why would those guys in Colombia help those Americans?"

"It must be that the two sides have reached some kind of agreement, and I have recently gradually infiltrated the power of the organization into South America, and these guys in Colombia must not want to."

"So that's the case, has it touched the benefits? Both sides had a common enemy, so they simply worked together. But where did they get so much money to supply so many forces to rebel together?

Mingxu's eyes widened slightly, and even he had to sigh a little, Karasuma's organization had spread almost all over the world.

"Don't underestimate that gang, they seem to have cooperated with the local gang and formed a whole industrial chain." The most profitable of these is cocaine. "

Hmm! Drugs? Oh, no wonder, this is a profitable business. So you're trying for me to go to Colombia and kill them all.

Mingxu's eyes appeared fierce, and his expression became grim. The whole body exudes a cold aura that is not close to people.

"That's right, as long as the source of their funds is destroyed, it will not take a week to deal with them. What do you think? Just let me give you a free tour.

"Oh, well, let me have some fun myself."

"Then thank you, I owe you a favor again."

"Don't say that, if you calculate it this way, you don't know how much personal favors you owe me over the years, it's just mutual benefit." After all, we are old friends.

"Then I'll have someone pick you up at the airport in three days and wish you a pleasant trip."

"Goodbye."

Ming Xu hung up the phone, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath, as if he had smelled the smell of blood.

......

"Mom, I'm leaving."

"Don't want me to follow, is it really okay?"

"Don't worry, someone will pick me up when I get over there."

Mingxu took the luggage and said a final goodbye to his mother.

"Wait a minute, you forgot something."

Mary quickly ran to her room, came out with a box, and handed it to him.

"Mom, this is..."

"You let me keep it before, let's return it to you this time."

Mingxu seemed to realize something, and opened the box, inside lay quietly a silver cross and an oversized silver pistol.

"Gasir... Mom..."

Mingxu just saw this pistol and subconsciously called out its name.

He used this gun, and... Very familiar.

Mingxu looked at Mary in front of him with a somewhat complicated expression.

"What's wrong? Don't look at me like that, I just think you need them for this journey. While this phrase may be a bit redundant to you, I would say it anyway, be careful. Shuichi and I are waiting for you at home.

Mary's figure stood straight, her gaze soft as water, but seemingly able to penetrate everything. Mingxu had a very strange feeling, as if the other party was looking at her and not at her.

"I see, thank you."

The two sides looked at each other for a moment, Ming Xu stuffed the box in his hand into his bag, opened the door and walked out, leaving a sentence in a different tone.

"It's okay, sensei."

When the door closed, Mary said softly.

Karasuma did send someone to pick him up at the airport, but not a public airport, but his own private airport.

"It's really arrogant..."

Ming Xu silently complained as he looked at the private jet in front of him. However, it was good news, at least he didn't have to think about how to bring the gun on the plane.

......

"Bang!"

After a shot exploded the head of the last unlucky egg, Ming Xu looked at the dead body with an expressionless face and put the pistol in his arms.

"Okay?"

"Yes, I'm very sorry to keep you waiting."

"Well, then let's go."

No way, Japan is too far from Colombia and must transfer in the United States. Just as he was waiting for the turnaround, he heard the news of the gangsters in the vicinity, and then solved it by the way, and it can only be said that they are really unlucky.

After getting off the plane again, Mingxu obviously felt the difference in the environment, the humidity in the air was greater and hotter.

"It's a little hot here."

"Sorry, Lord Kurofang, now it is the rainy season and the dry season, and humidity and high temperatures are inevitable."

The man who spoke was Murakami, who was also the person in charge here before Mingxu came.

"It's okay, I don't care about this, have you made any progress since you came to the local area?"

"Yes, we have roughly sorted out the distribution of power in this country, but we have also suffered attacks from the other side, and the casualties are large."

Murakami bowed slightly and said.

"Heavy casualties? How many of you are left now?

"At present, there are 57 people who can be mobilized, and more than a dozen are spies in various forces to obtain intelligence for us."

"Then you investigate who the leader of the so-called revolutionary army is? Where is the lair?

"I'm very sorry, not yet, they are acting in the form of guerrillas, their whereabouts are erratic, and even their own people cannot figure out where their leader is."

Murakami's waist bent lower, his eyes fixed on his toes, and fine beads of sweat were already on his forehead.

"Then send all the remaining 57 people out to me to check until they are found!"

"Yes!"

"What's wrong? Do you have anything else?

Mingxu noticed that Murakami straightened up and asked with a hint of entanglement on his face.

"I'm sorry, Lord Kurokata. What I want to know is, even if we know where the leader of the other side is, how can we achieve the goal with our current number?

"Oh, this one. Listen, Murakami, please figure out where you are. Your only role is to inquire about information and obtain intelligence, and it is never your duty to attack, but mine. As long as you figure out the location of the other leader, it doesn't matter if you are all dead and I am alone, because they can't stop me, understand?

Ming Xu chuckled, and then stared at Murakami with a cold gaze that could freeze people to death. The voice was low, like a demon's whisper, echoing in his ears.

"Yes... Be! Under the understanding, I will do it!

Although Mingxu said something like a madman, Murakami did not dare to question it in the slightest, he instinctively felt that the other party was not joking. Just for a moment, he felt like his soul was about to be torn apart.

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