For Sandro Gambino, this is definitely a day worth celebrating. He has gained control of the entire Kingsoft Casino industry at a price of nearly zero. Such great achievements are definitely the leader in the Gambino family. Even if you look at the entire Mafia organization, no one can match it.

Sandero was even more pleased that there were no sequelae in this business. Although Cao Bin did not trade with him personally, the procedures for entrusting Dong Biao to him were very complete. As Dong Biao said, he only needed to sign his name on the transfer agreement, so that all Anliangtang's casino industry in Kingsoft would completely belong to him. As Geng Han, as a bargaining chip, would Cao Bin leave a living place?

Even if you leave a living, it's no big deal. Sandero saw with his own eyes that Geng Han was shot in his right foot and left shoulder. Even if he survived by chance, he would inevitably suffer from disability. How big a person with one leg and one arm can cause? What's the point of worrying about?

The excited Sandero was relaxed. He took his brothers to get to know the city by taking advantage of the opportunity to browse the scenery of Kingsoft. When it was dark, he took his brothers to find a restaurant to have a meal and have enough food. He then went to a nightclub and had a good time until late at night. Finally, he called two beautiful girls, hugged them left and right, and returned to the villa where he lived with his brothers.

Sandero's noise in the room was really a big deal, which made the men's subordinates burst into blood. However, without the boss' permission, he did not dare to leave the boss to have fun, so he could only try his best to stay away from the angering noise, gathered in another villa to play cards and bet money and continue drinking. After a while, Sandero finally stopped and hugged two beautiful girls and fell asleep. The brothers under his command were also tired and sleepy. He put down the bottles and playing cards in his hands, and found a place to fall asleep.

Standing guard?

That's not necessary at all!

People from the Internal Machinery Bureau are really owed a lot of time to play with guns. Within ten meters, a target with a big head and five shots can be considered good. As for playing rifles, it is even more unsure. You must aim for at least five seconds if you fire a shot. Otherwise, don’t expect to hit an elephant thirty meters away. This is also the main reason why Li Xier and others have almost no power to fight back after falling into the trap set by Dong Biao.

However, in addition to long and short guns, in other skills, the people trained by the internal machine are all experts. Especially in the night, they do some things that ordinary people despise the wall and pick the locks and mess with the owners.

Geng Han was quite familiar with the structure of the two villas. Before leading the brothers, he had already drawn a picture to explain it in detail. After arriving at the scene, Geng Han would not have to give any instructions, and immediately flashed out. He touched the two villas with his waist, found a gap in the door, inserted a thin tube, and the other end of the tube lit the incense.

Ten minutes later, the two waved at Geng Han, and immediately came forward, took out tools such as wire cones, and quietly opened the door lock.

Geng Han and Liu Jin each led a team of brothers into the villa.

The group of Mafia indulged all day long, and the drinks they drank were enough for them to be confused. With the effect of the incense, they waited until the short blade of the brothers in the inner bureau put on their necks, but they didn't see anyone who could wake up.

The moonlight from outside the window reflected on Liu Jin's face, and the inevitable shadow made Liu Jin's face look even more ferocious.

kill!

Liu Jin remained silent and made a move to wipe his neck.

In another villa, as soon as Geng Han entered the door, he opened his bows left and right, and four flying knives shot out one after another. Even in the blink of an eye, the two lying on the sofa and the two leaning on the chairs were all buried in the neck.

Geng Han sneered silently, examined the bodies one by one and pulled out the flying knife, then made a gesture to the brothers behind him, and a group of six people touched the upstairs.

After searching each room one by one, it was confirmed that there were no Sandero's subordinates. Geng Han and his brothers kicked Sandero's sleeping bedroom. The loud noise finally woke Sandero up. He suddenly opened his eyes, but saw several figures rushing in from outside the door.

With a "click", Geng Han turned on the lights in the room. The first thing he saw was two red men who had risen up from the bed. Geng Han waved his hands and two cold lights flashed by. The two women were flipped by the knife, and they twitched for a few seconds before they died.

Sandro reacted very quickly. Before the light was turned on, his hand had reached under the pillow. Before going to sleep, hiding a pistol under the pillow was his habit. He always insisted on this habit no matter where he took out the pistol. However, before he could take it out, two cold short blades were already placed on his neck.

"Sandro, I'm very sorry. I never thought I would treat you like this, but you insisted on forcing me to treat you like this." Geng Han played with a flying knife in his hand, his expression on his face was a little smile, but his tone was extremely cold.

Sandero passed through the initial panic and calmed down. He ignored the two short blades on his neck and turned over and sat on the bed, laughing and said, "Hans, do you really dare to kill me? You know Mafia. If you kill me, you will be enemies with the entire Mafia. If Hans goes to the ends of the world, Mafia will definitely kill you and avenge me."

Geng Han smiled faintly, shook his head slightly, and said, "Sandro, you are wrong. I believe you have reported what happened today to your uncle. In other words, in your Mafia's consciousness, I, Hans, is already a dead person, and the dead will not commit murder. Sandro, to be honest, I look forward to seeing your uncle get angry because he couldn't find the real murderer. I even look forward to your uncle fighting with An Liangtang because of a wrong judgment. Sandro, I bet that your death will definitely be very interesting."

The smile on Sandro's face disappeared immediately, and he was filled with panic again, and he said anxiously: "No, Hans, you shouldn't do this. Killing me will not do much good for you. My uncle will not misjudgment. He believes in Anliangtang's character and will not doubt Anliangtang's head. Hans, listen to me, save my life, and I will definitely help you get the goods you want."

Geng Han sighed lightly and said, "I'm really sorry, Sandero, do you think I will trust you again? That batch of goods has been seized by the police. I have no hope and only hatred for you. Sandero, when you decided to betray me, did you never think that there would be the ending today?"

Sandero explained in a panic: "Hans, I know I was wrong. I thought that all they wanted was the jade seal in your hand. Oh, no, I know, no matter how you explain it, you will not believe me. However, Hans, please consider it. Kill me may cause anger in your heart, but it will not help you realize your wish. Although your goods have been seized, you still have the opportunity to make a fortune. We can share the land of Kingsoft. I can support you to become the most powerful opium merchant on the West Coast. Even Bill Lane, he cannot threaten you. Hans, please think about it carefully!"

Geng Han walked to the bodies of the two women, took back the flying knife, and smiled and said, "Sandro, you may not know yet that Mr. Bill Lane can no longer threaten my safety. He has gone to God's side, and his body was buried by me near the old mine. In addition, what I want to tell you is that I do not want to be the largest opium merchant on the West Coast, because I do not plan to live in the United States of America for a long time, so the blueprint you have drawn cannot impress me at all."

Simply killing cannot bring pleasure to the murderer. Only when the person is killed before his death can the murderer get psychological satisfaction and enjoyment. Geng Han is the door of Sandero kicked open with betrayed resentment, so he will not die easily. He needs to enjoy the pleasure that Sandero brought to him before his death.

Sandero indeed showed enough fear and said in horror: "Hans, please don't kill me. I promise you. As long as it is the conditions you put forward, I promise you."

Geng Han was finally satisfied and showed a happy smile.

At this moment, Sandero shrank suddenly, shook off the two short blades on his neck, and rolled sideways at the same time, and took out the pistol under the pillow while rolling. The security of the pistol had already been opened. Sandero's rolling momentum had not yet disappeared, and the pistol in his hand had already sounded. However, at the same time as the gunshot, there was a cold light running towards Sandero's throat, as well as two short blades piercing in the air.

Liu Jin took care of all the Mafia in the villa, and was already waiting in the corridor outside Sandero's bedroom. Hearing that something had changed in the room, Liu Jin immediately rushed into the bedroom. Sandero had become a bloody man, and except for a white face without scars, there was no other place intact. Geng Han covered his left shoulder and some blood was leaking from the cracks of his fingers.

"Boss, are you injured?" Liu Jin hurriedly took off his shirt, tore off one of his sleeves, and wanted to bandage Geng Han.

Geng Han refused and said, "No need, it's just a little bit of skin!"

Liu Jin did not dare to disobey, so he had to put on the top with one sleeve again and reported: "There are thirty-six people over there, all of whom were sent to them with knives to see the King of Hell."

Geng Han couldn't help but frowned and said, "There are only four people here, and one is forty people. Sandro brought a total of forty-two subordinates. How could he have lost two people? Where did the missing two people go?"

Carl Stockton mobilized all the men who could be mobilized, and worked hard all day and night before transporting all the opium in the alley and counting them.

It's as many as two hundred tons!

This result shocked the Kingsoft Police Department. So, all the police stations rushed to this old mine, hoping to get a share of the pie in this rare case.

As the solver of the case, Carl Stockton enjoyed the vanity he had never enjoyed for most of his life. However, this feeling of pleasure came to an extreme end at dawn. The duty staff who stayed in the bureau rushed over and notified that a murder occurred in two villas near St. Ann Square, with more than 40 victims. Carl Stockton, immersed in glory, naturally refused to encounter such a thankless murder case, but the entire police station turned all his attention to Carl Stockton.

The director said to Carl Stockton with a tone of caring for his feathers and sympathizing with his subordinates: "Carl, I know you have worked hard, but you have established the image of a detective among your colleagues. Therefore, you must preside over the investigation of this murder case. I hope you can live up to expectations and solve the case as soon as possible."

This is clearly a means of suppression caused by jealousy. Isn’t it very powerful that you have handled such a big case in Carl Stockton? Well, there is such a murder case, so you can continue to be powerful! If you really want to solve it, everyone has nothing to say. How to reward you and commend you, everyone has no objection. However, if this murder case cannot be solved, haha, it can only prove that the case where you solved two hundred tons of opium was just a blind cat hitting a dead mouse, and luck. In this way, everyone’s psychology can be balanced and the police station can maintain the atmosphere of the river crab.

Carl Stockton had no choice but to take his subordinates, enduring fatigue and hunger, and drove more than ten miles to the murder scene near St. Ann Square.

The local police force has isolated the scene. Although there are many onlookers, they can still maintain normal order. The convoy of police cars in Carlstockton passed through the crowd and entered the cordon. As soon as they got off the car, they smelled a strong smell of blood.

Carl Stockton couldn't help frowning. It was also a bloody smell. What I smelled in the abandoned mine in the morning was a relaxed and pleasant feeling, but the feeling I smelled at this moment was a bit disgusting.

Fortunately, the subordinates behind him handed over the mask in time.

Carlstockton carefully inspected the bodies in the two villas. The deceased in the villa to the east were all killed with one knife. No second scar was found on the body. The deceased in the villa to the west was even more strange. The four people died in the living room on the first floor had only a narrow wound at their throats. The same was true for the two female corpses in the master bedroom on the second floor, but the other male corpse was covered in blood.

"Shit, how can I solve this case?" Carl Stockton neither asked about the ownership of these two villas nor the identities of the deceased. He was just depressed by the jealousy of his colleagues in the police station and was resentful.
Chapter completed!