Chapter 192: Go in!

"Young Master Huan, what's the matter?"
Seeing Yang Huan put down the phone in his hand, Lewis immediately asked with concern.
"Yes, master, what's the situation?" Bielsa and others were also very concerned.
Yang Huan's face was calm and expressionless, "The kidnappers want us to listen to them tonight."
Everyone was stunned.
"Underground gambling group!" Lewis than everyone on the scene knows the tricky inside.
The British are gamblers, and everyone knows this.
Gambling became a trend in the England national team, including Owen, Rooney and others are very avid gamblers.
This also has a lot to do with the domestic environment in the UK, where gambling is legal.
But there is always a group of people who feel that the legal gambling business is too slow to make money, but they are not addictive, so they have the idea of ​​opening underground gambling, and because of the high odds and diverse gameplay, they are very popular with some gamblers.
An ordinary Premier League is at least related to bets of tens of millions of pounds.
As for this kind of FA Cup final tonight, the opponents 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, even ten figure bets, and wins and losses are astronomical.
If you can control such a game, let alone kidnapping for extortion, even killing an individual is an option worth considering in the eyes of those underground gambling dealers.
"Master Huan, what should I do now?" Lewis was a little confused.
The dealers of these underground gambling groups are often inextricably linked to underground gangs.
Some were even set up directly by the boss of the gang.
This is someone who even Lewis dare not provoke easily.
"What to do?" Yang Huan clenched his fists.
"They dare to break the ground on Tai Sui's head, so if I don't give them some color, will we let them control in the future?"
There will be a second time for this kind of thing.
As long as the handle is in their hands, wouldn't Yang Huan and Southampton obey them in the future?
"Fifth!" Yang Huan looked at Long Wu.
At this time, Long Wu didn't show any fear at all, but there was a burst of joy in his eyes.
He hasn't moved his hands for a long time.
"Master, I call them all, be safe!"
Yang Huan nodded and smiled before dialing again.
"Terry, I want you to check it out for me right away. Where did the call into my cell phone come from?"
"Okay, I'll check it right away!"
After hanging up Terry Matthews's call, Long Wu also hung up and walked back.
"Master, they will be here in five minutes."
Yang Huan nodded heavily, "Fifth, my first appearance, I will personally supervise the formation, you must do better!"
"Don't worry, Master, no problem!"
Yang Huan turned his head and looked at Bielsa and others, "You all go back first, why should you go? The team will still prepare for tonight's game as usual, and leave the rest to me."
"Remember, this matter must be kept strictly confidential, no one is allowed to leak it out!" Yang Huan gritted his teeth and ordered.
Once this kind of thing is spread, it is not a glorious thing.
"Marcelo, I promise, before the game starts tonight, LaVille 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 right away and stabilize the players!"
Yang Huan nodded, "Don't tell them this, lest they get distracted."
"I know!"
"Lewis!" Yang Huan looked at Lewis again.
"Master Huan."
"You guys go back, let me take care of this matter, I won't let Xia Lin have an accident."
Lewis had no choice but to listen to Yang Huan.
When the two groups of people 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 over immediately!"
After that, Yang Huan didn't care what Terry Matthews said, and hung up.
At this time, the other two bodyguards drove Yang Huan's Bentley rushing over.
"The two tallest slum buildings in the north of the city, let's go over!"
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North of Southampton, slum area.
"Boss, I heard that the Chinese has a very powerful master."
Little flea Winter tremblingly approached a thirty-something, looking very gentle, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, glasses brother with a tie, accompanied by smiling face, said.
"Master? Bruce Lee, or Jackie Chan?" The glasses brother asked with a smile.
Turning around, there are two sturdy guys behind him, both close to two meters tall, very big, and full of explosive muscles. They seem to be the kind of cruel characters who can kill a cow with a punch.
"Is it taller than the two of them?"
Winter laughed awkwardly.
To be honest, he has never seen it either, just heard it mentioned.
"Besides, these days, it's useless to be able to play. It's your brain to come out and play! This is what you play!"
Brother Glasses deliberately pulled up the hem of the suit on the right, revealing a Black Star pistol pinned to his waist.
"You said Bruce Lee and Jackie Chan are great, or are they great?"
Little Flea Winter laughed immediately, "Of course the boss is the best!"
Brother Glasses laughed, "Damn it, three or four games in a row, causing me to lose tens of millions. I want him to send me back tonight with money and profits!" After that, his eyes flashed. A hint of harshness.
"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 being brought back last night, Ravel Morrison refused to obey the arrangement. He was unwilling to contact the Southampton players in private to help with the match-fixing, so he was regarded as a traitor. He gave him a severe beating and his teeth were all beaten. Several drops fell, and his face was bloody.
As for the female reporter, she hasn't been treated badly.
Beautiful women are usually privileged.
"Don't hurt them, as long as they are obedient, let him go after the game."
Brother Glasses’s abacus is very shrewd.
Southampton is now a team that has gained fame in English football. It is very popular with gamblers, especially after repeated upsets, the popularity has skyrocketed.

"As long as you have mastered this team, let alone tens of millions, hundreds of millions will be caught!"
Little Flea Winter and Scarface Claire were all excited when they heard it.
To control a professional team, this is simply a lucrative business for an underground bookmaker.
"The boss is really amazing!" The two smiled flatteringly.
"As for this female reporter..." Brother Glasses scanned Charlene Laherit, who was blindfolded, with a trace of greed in his eyes, "Woman I play a lot, but such a beautiful reporter and news anchor, I haven't played yet. Over!"
Winter and Claire also smiled with admiration.
This affair can only belong to the boss, and their errands have nothing to do with it.
"I should go back and take her away!"
Brother Spectacles stood up and pointed to Charlene Laheri's subordinates.
Looking at Winter and Claire again, "You look at him, as long as this matter is done, I won't treat you badly!"
"Thank you boss!" the two immediately said in unison.
The glasses brother greeted, and two of his men immediately passed by, one on the left and the right, blindfolded, gagged, and constantly whining, trying to struggle but unsuccessful Charlene Laheri, Go out with him.
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"That's it, Mr. Yang Huan!"
On the outskirts of the slums of Southampton, Yang Huan and others got out of the car, and the Southampton Police Chief greeted him.
They rushed here as soon as they received a call from Terry Matthews.
Yang Huan and his group of three cars, he and his four bodyguards two, met Terry Matthews and his assistant who came along on the way, plus a few policemen on the scene, no more, no more than ten. Come.
When Yang Huan wanted to find an office building for the WeChat company as an office, Zhu Liangcheng mentioned it jokingly.
Two ten-storey buildings are the tallest buildings in Southampton and were built by the government for homeless and poor people.
"How many of them 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 dissatisfied with the police chief's words.
How many punks in your own jurisdiction do not know?
Then what do you want the chief of the police station to do?
"That's it, Mr. Matthews. There was originally a small gang of 20 or 30 people gathered here. The boss is called Little Flea Winter, who is scattered in the streets of Southampton. The main business is to close the periphery. I heard that it is London underground. A branch of a gang company."
"Company?" Yang Huan asked this time.
Terry Matthews immediately explained: "The company is a group of underground gangs in east London, and the strongest underground gang in London and the entire UK. They are basically active in residential areas built by the government for low-income groups. The main business is peripheral gambling."
"If this is the case, why don't you do it to them?" Yang Huan was strange.
Now that you know them so well, why not just serve them in one pot?
"Master Huan, things are not that simple. We must have sufficient evidence to be able to act." Terry Matthews was also helpless. "Moreover, in recent years, the economic depression has caused the police budget to be cut year after year, and manpower is in short supply. In many cases, we have no alternative."
Yang Huan has no interest at all in these broken things in Britain.
He even thought that maybe many people in the government are related to gangs.
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 they only twenty or thirty people?" Long Wu asked.
The police chief only noticed Dragon Five at this time, but did not answer directly, but glanced at Terry Matthews.
The latter nodded slightly.
"Yes, there was only this point, but we received news that a group of seven or eight people also lived in yesterday. They should be in the same group as the little flea Winter, and this group may have done this!"
A sharp light flashed in Long Wu's eyes, "Then what weapons do they have? How many guns do they have? Or is it another weapon with strong lethality?"
The chief of the police station obviously didn't expect Long Wuhui to ask this, and thought about it embarrassingly, "According to the intelligence we received, they should have no guns. If they do, there will be one or two, not many."
"No gun?" Yang Huan was curious.
These days, the underground gangs didn’t get a gun. How can they be honest?
"Master Huan, the underground gangs in the UK are more accustomed to using knives than guns, so our homicide rate is very low."
Yang Huan looked at Terry Matthews, but he really didn't expect that the British underground gangs would be so innocent.
He doesn't even have a gun, and he's a fart!
But it’s not surprising to think about it. Britain bans guns. It’s not easy to get guns.
There are also several countries in the world that are as weird as the United States, with guns flooding to such an extent.
"What are you waiting for, go in!" Yang Huan urged immediately.
"Master Huan, there are only a few of us!" The chief of the police was depressed, but there were thirty or forty in it, maybe there were more than half a hundred gangsters.
Yang Huan shook his head depressedly, then looked at Long Wu, who nodded confidently.
"Since your police station dare not~EbookFREE.me~, let us do it!"
Turning to face the bodyguard behind him, "Fifth!"
"Master!" Long Wu immediately stood upright.
"You go in, whoever dares to stop, kill him, as long as it doesn't kill anyone, it's mine if something happens!"
"Understand!" Long Wu smiled coldly.
The cold smile appeared on this harmless face of humans and animals, not to mention how paradoxical.
Before Terry Matthews and others could react, Long Wu had already greeted his companions.
I felt the silhouette of the people in front of me shook, they had rushed more than ten meters away.
Look again, it's gone.
Now Terry Matthews and others are dumbfounded.
Could it be that this is the legendary Chinese Kung Fu? ()