Chapter 192 Go In!

"Master Huan, what's going on?"

As soon as Yang Huan put down the phone in his hand, Lewis immediately asked with concern.

"Yes, young master, what's the situation?" Bielsa and others were also very concerned.

Yang Huan was sullen and expressionless, "The kidnappers want us to listen to them tonight."

Everyone was stunned this time.

"Underground gambling syndicate!" Lewis was more aware of the tricks than everyone present.

The British are known to gamble.

Gambling was rife in the England national team back then, including Owen, Rooney and others are very fanatical gamblers.

This also has a lot to do with the domestic environment in the UK, where gambling is legal.

But there are always a group of people who feel that the legal game gambling business is too slow to make money, and it is not enjoyable, so they came up with the idea of ​​opening an underground game, and because of the high odds and various ways of playing, it is very popular with some gamblers.

An ordinary Premier League game is at least related to tens of millions of pounds in bets.

For this FA Cup final tonight, the two sides are now red-hot Southampton, and the new Premier League champion Manchester United, almost the entire UK, and even the world's gamblers are crazy.

This game involves hundreds of millions of bets, even ten-figure bets, and the wins and losses are astronomical.

If you can control such a game, let alone kidnapping and extortion, even killing someone is an option worth considering in the eyes of those bookmakers who gamble underground.

"Master Huan, what should I do now?" Lewis was a little confused.

The dealers of these underground gambling groups are often inextricably linked with underground gangs.

Some are even run directly by gang bosses.

This is someone that even Lewis dare not provoke lightly.

"What should I do?" Yang Huan clenched his fists.

"They dare to break ground on the head of Tai Sui, then if I don't give them some color, won't we let them control it in the future?"

For the first time in this kind of thing,

There will definitely be a second time.

As long as the handle is in their hands, wouldn't Yang Huan and Southampton obey them in the future?

"Old fifth!" Yang Huan looked at Long Wu.

At this time, Long Wu not only did not have the slightest fear, but a burst of excitement appeared in his eyes.

He hasn't touched it for a long time.

"Master, I'll call them all, be safe!"

Yang Huan nodded and smiled, and dialed the phone again.

"Terry, I want you to check for me immediately. Where did the call that entered my phone just now come from?"

"Okay, I'll check right away!"

After hanging up Terry Matthews, Long Wu also hung up and walked back.

"Master, they will be here in five minutes."

Yang Huan nodded heavily, "Eldest fifth, it's the first time to appear, I will personally supervise the formation, you have to do a good job!"

"Don't worry, young master, no problem!"

Yang Huan turned his head and looked at Bielsa and the others, "You all go back first, why don't you go, the team is still preparing for tonight's game as usual, and leave the rest to me."

"Remember, this matter must be kept strictly confidential, and no one is allowed to leak it out!" Yang Huan ordered through gritted teeth.

Once this kind of thing spreads out, it is not a glorious thing.

"Marcelo, I promise, before the game starts tonight, Lavelle Morrison will be sitting on the bench at Wembley Stadium, don't worry!"

Bielsa didn't know what Yang Huan was going to do, but he felt Yang Huan's responsibility and determination.

"Okay, then I'll go back immediately and stabilize the players!"

Yang Huan nodded, "Don't tell them about this, lest they be distracted."

"I see!"

"Lewis!" Yang Huan looked at Lewis again.

"Master Huan."

"You guys go back too. Leave this matter to me. I won't let Charlene get into trouble."

Lewis had no choice but to follow Yang Huan's words.

When the two groups left, Yang Huan's cell phone rang again.

"Master Huan, I found it, in the two poor buildings in the north of the city."

"Okay, I'll go right now!"

After that, Yang Huan didn't care what Terry Matthews said, and hung up the phone.

Just at this time, the other two bodyguards arrived at the speed of Yang Huan's Bentley.

"The two tallest poor buildings in the north of the city, let's go there!"

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North of Southampton, slums.

"Boss, I heard that there is a very powerful expert under that Chinese man."

Little Flea Winter tremblingly approached a man in his thirties, who looked very gentle, wore a suit and tie, and said with a smile.

"Master? Bruce Lee, or Jackie Chan?" The glasses guy asked with a smile.

Turning around, he was followed by two burly men, both nearly two meters tall, very large, and covered with explosive muscles, looking like the kind of ruthless character who could kill a cow with one punch.

"Taller than the two of them?"

Winter smiled awkwardly.

To be honest, he has never seen it, just heard it mentioned.

"Besides, it's useless to be able to fight these days. It's all about your brain when you come out and play, and this is what you play!"

The glasses brother deliberately pulled up the hem of the suit on the right, revealing a Black Star pistol attached to his waist.

"You said, are Bruce Lee and Jackie Chan great, or is this thing great?"

Little Flea Winter immediately laughed, "Of course the boss is the most powerful!"

The glasses brother laughed, "Damn, three or four games in a row cost me tens of millions. I want him to send it back to me tonight with interest!" After speaking, his eyes flashed. A tinge of brilliance.

"Then what to do with them after the game tonight?" Winter turned his head and glanced at the two people who were thrown on the ground in the distance.

After Lavelle Morrison was brought back last night, he refused to obey the arrangement, and was unwilling to contact Southampton players in private to help with match-fixing, so he was regarded as a traitor, and he was beaten hard and his teeth were broken. Several fell, and his face was covered in blood.

As for the female reporter, she did not suffer any mistreatment.

Beautiful women are usually privileged.

"Don't hurt them, as long as they are obedient, let him go after the game."

The glasses brother's abacus is very shrewd. "Southampton is a team that is now famous in English football. It is very popular among gamblers, especially after repeated upsets, its popularity has risen rapidly."

"As long as you master this team, let alone tens of millions, hundreds of millions are all within your grasp!"

Little Flea Winter and Scarface Claire were immediately excited when they heard this.

Controlling a professional team is simply a lucrative business for the underground betting dealer.

"The boss is really amazing!" The two of them flattered with a smile.

"As for this female reporter..." The glasses brother swept over the blindfolded Charlene Laheri, with a hint of greed in her eyes, "I've played with women a lot, but such a beautiful reporter and news anchor, I haven't played yet. Pass!"

Winter and Claire also smiled with envy.

This affair can only belong to the boss, and these errands have no share at all.

"I should go back and take her away!"

The glasses brother stood up and pointed to Charlene Laheri and ordered his subordinates.

Looking at Winter and Claire again, "You guys take good care of him, as long as this matter is done, I won't treat you badly!"

"Thank you boss!" The two immediately said in unison.

The spectacle guy said hello, and two of his men came over immediately. One left and the other was blindfolded, gagged, and kept whining. Charlene Laheri, who tried to struggle but was unsuccessful, Went out with him.

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"That's it, Mr. Yang Huan!"

On the outskirts of the slums in Southampton, Yang Huan and others got out of the car, and the chief of the Southampton Police Department greeted him.

As soon as they received a call from Terry Matthews, they arrived here as soon as possible.

Yang Huan and his party had three cars. He and his four bodyguards had two cars. On the way, they met Terry Matthews and his assistant who came over, plus a few police officers at the scene. No more, no less, just ten. come.

When Yang Huan wanted to find an office building for the WeChat company, Zhu Liangcheng jokingly mentioned it here.

The two dozen-story buildings are the tallest buildings in Southampton, built by the government for the homeless and the poor.

"How many are there?" Yang Huan asked when he got out of the car and looked at the two tall buildings from a distance.

"It's not clear yet."

"Not sure?" Terry Matthews was very dissatisfied with the police chief's words.

How many punks in your own jurisdiction don't know?

Then what do you want the police chief to do?

"That's right, Mr. Matthews, there used to be a small gang of twenty or thirty people gathered here. The boss is called Little Flea Winter, and they roam the streets of Southampton. The main business is to collect the periphery. I heard that it is underground in London. A branch of the gang company."

"Company?" This time it was Yang Huan who asked the question.

Terry Matthews immediately explained: "The company is a group of underground gangs in east London, and it is also the strongest underground gang in London and even the whole of the UK. Basically, they are active in the residential areas built by the government for low-income groups. The business is mainly based on peripheral gambling.”

"If that's the case, why don't you do anything to them?" Yang Huan was surprised.

Since you know them so well, why not just serve it in one pot?

"Master Huan, things are not so simple, we must have sufficient evidence to act." Terry Matthews is also very helpless, "and in the past few years, the economy has been depressed, the police budget has been cut year after year, and manpower is in short supply. , many times, we have no choice."

Yang Huan has absolutely no interest in these broken things in the UK.

He even thought that maybe a lot of people in the government had gang ties.

At least there has been no shortage of such examples in British history.

For example, didn't the British government support the notorious pirates in the early years?

"Are there only twenty or thirty of them?" Long Wu asked.

The police chief only noticed Long Wu at this time, but instead of answering directly, he glanced at Terry Matthews.

The latter nodded slightly.

"Yes, that's all there is to it, but we received news that a group of seven or eight people also lived in yesterday. They should be with Little Flea Winter, and this may be what this group of people did!"

A gleam flashed in Long Wu's eyes, "Then what weapons do they have? How many guns do they have? Or other weapons with strong lethality?"

The police chief obviously did not expect Long Wuhui to ask such a question, and thought for a while, "According to the information we have received, they should not have guns. Even if they do, they will only have one or two.

"No gun?" Yang Huan was curious.

These days, you've been involved in underground gangs, and you haven't got a gun. How can you be so polite?

"Master Huan, underground gangs in the UK are more accustomed to using knives rather than guns, so our homicide rate is very low."

Yang Huan looked at Terry Matthews. He really didn't expect that the underground gangs in Britain were so incompetent.

You don't even have a gun, what a shit!

But it's not surprising to think about it, the UK is a ban on guns, and it's really not easy to get guns.

There are several countries in the world that will be as weird as the United States, with the proliferation of guns to that level.

"Then what are you waiting for, go in!" Yang Huan urged immediately.

"Master Huan, there are only a few of us!" The police chief was depressed, but there were thirty or forty, maybe more than half a hundred gangsters.

Yang Huan shook his head depressedly, then looked at Long Wu, who nodded confidently.

"Since your police station doesn't dare, let us do it!"

Turning to face the bodyguard behind him, "Old fifth!"

"Master!" Long Wu immediately stood still.

"If you go in, whoever dares to block, kill him for me, as long as no life is lost, it's up to me if anything happens!"

"Understood!" Long Wu smiled coldly.

That cold smile appeared on this harmless face, not to mention how paradoxical it was.

Before Terry Matthews and others could react, Long Wu had already greeted his companions.

I felt the figure in front of me flickering, and they had rushed out more than ten meters away.

Look again, it's gone.

This time Terry Matthews and others were dumbfounded.

Could it be that this is the legendary Chinese Kung Fu? ()