Metal Ranger of the Endless Plane

"This, this is simple, cooperate with me!" Swallow smiled slightly, and suddenly said loudly, "Those people just ran away too fast, you can check the surveillance to see where they are going. Also, remember to take the surveillance with you. Go, it can be our mission certificate."

Lu Yuan also instantly understood Yanzi's plan, hurried to the monitoring station, looked for it symbolically, and said loudly, "They ran in the direction of Dongluo, we have to hurry up!"

After speaking, he removed the storage medium in the monitoring equipment, and after the system rechecked that there was no error, he took the swallows to go out together. Before leaving, he said loudly, "There are two witnesses, don't you kill them?" "

"Hmph, they dare not interfere with our Madela Socatel and Medellin grandchildren!" Yanzi said loudly, "If they talk nonsense, hum, they don’t need us to take action, their own boss will have to do it. Kill them and kill them!"

After speaking, the two of them held back a smile, and left the monitoring room with a shake of their shoulders.

"Absolutely, why did you think of talking about Madraso?" Lu Yuan couldn't help but whispered to Yanzi as soon as he walked out the door.

"Hey, make up for it, make up for it. Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration." Yanzi laughed.

However, after laughing for a while, Lu Yuan suddenly thoughtfully said, "Perhaps, it may be true that this is the case!"

"What?" Yanzi asked in confusion.

"You think, a Bale gang, where can I get such detailed information as New Medellin? I mean, they know who is the leader of the team, who is normal, and you can find out just by inquiring, but this The horses also know, who told them?" Lu Yuan rubbed his chin.

"Madera Socatel!?" Yanzi said in surprise.

"It's hard to tell, right?"

Just as the two of them were hiding in the corner of the wall, suddenly a lot of muscle cars swarmed from the gate of the junkyard. I saw a group of black men holding micro-charges and pistols, rushing in.

After such a big battle, the Vigo gang in other rooms immediately woke up and ran to confront them with weapons.

Looking at the situation, Lu Yuan and Yanzi knew that they weren't trying to get people here tonight. They hurriedly followed the alley behind and slipped out through the small door on the other side of the field.

Just as they walked to the alley, the two heard a sudden gunshot near the front door. The two groups of people who had just confronted each other immediately exploded the pot, and the confrontation instantly turned into a confrontation.

After leaving the door, the two couldn't help but glance at each other, and both saw the uncertainty in each other's eyes.

"Then the first shot, it seemed to be a rifle, right? And the sound didn't sound like a gate, it seemed to come from a farther place!" Yanzi wondered.

Lu Yuan was surprised and suspicious, and murmured, "Is this really Madrasso's murder? For what?"

In fact, he still had a suspicion that he didn't say, he always felt that where he heard the gunshot. But the same gun, as long as it is a good gun, fires the same quality bullet, the sound is always the same, and he didn't say this.

It's just that the two of them drove the spare motorcycle back to the other side of the road in suspicion, and they happened to see a black muscle sports car with bulletproof armor.

"Well, the 1967 Pontiac GTO is cool, so handsome!" Swallow couldn't help whistling and teasing when seeing the car passing by the two.

Lu Yuan doesn't care about this. He personally has no love for American muscle sports cars. He is just addicted to Yanzi's recent old dramas, and he doesn't know what to do.

But the two of them didn't know that when the two sides passed by, the people in the car were also looking at them, but they were quickly called back to God by the voice on the phone!

"Boss, ask when you will be back, why are you in a daze!" a slightly dissatisfied female voice whispered on the phone.

"Sorry, baby, I just saw a couple who came out to ride a motorcycle at night, and remembered something." A man in a black combat suit said softly, "My work is done, I will go back soon. "

"Hmph, count you, I can still remember the things when we first met back then, which means you still have me in your heart." The female voice continued, "Okay, then you come back quickly, and they are waiting for you in bed. , Huh~"

"Good baby." The man in black hung up, but the two people just now appeared in his mind. He also didn't say a word. The reason why he stared at the two men was not because he was thinking of his youth and frivolousness, but because he faintly felt an inexplicable chill from the two.

The feeling seemed to be non-existent, but it made him very alarmed. Because of that feeling, he had only felt it from one person before. And that feeling was the main reason why he worked so hard for that person.

…

On the other side, leaving from the junkyard, Lu Yuan and the two hurried to the small warehouse towards the airport.

It was just that when the north gate of the airport was about to go over the wall, he suddenly found that the guard there had been shot and the railing of the gate was broken.

The two looked at each other, and sighed secretly that someone was quick to board.

Then I heard the faint sound of police sirens coming slowly from far to near, and the two did not dare to delay. They did not choose to go back to drive or walk. Instead, they pried a car in the parking lot at the entrance and went straight to the west wall to the south. To the small warehouse in the corner.

When I got there, I saw three or five locomotives and a black old-fashioned van outside the small warehouse, but the people in the car did not look like members of the Bale Gang, because there was not a black man among them. At most a few people are obviously dark-skinned people of Italian or other ethnicity.

"What's the logo on the car? Bald Eagle? What's the missing MC on it? What's MC? WC the other way around? Uh, I always feel like I've seen this thing before!" Swallow murmured as he glanced at it.

"It's the Motorcycle Club? Motorcycle club, or motorcycle gang." Lu Yuan felt even more strange after explaining. "This is the lost motorcycle gang, mainly in Blaine County. Maybe you saw it there when you caught the fugitive."

"I remember they were in the city, and only had a stronghold around the racecourse. Why did they interfere with Medellin?"

Lu Yuan felt strange as he watched, and suddenly saw a Latino and a white man walking out of the warehouse together, holding his hands with an expression of a happy conversation.

Lu Yuan was taken aback, and saw that the motorcyclists around him looked very relaxed. They didn't seem to come to find fault or kill, but rather to come...

"Doing business!" Yanzi seemed to hear Lu Yuan's heartfelt voice, and exclaimed in a low voice, "They are here to do business with the people of Medellin! Look at those people, they are moving things into their van! "

"I always feel that something is wrong." Lu Yuan, hiding in the corner, still felt that there was a problem and that he had missed something.

Or Yanzi said, "Why did they kill the guard and rush into the guard post when they came to do business? Don't they know that the security guards in places like the airport are federal employees? Like FIB, CIA, and postmen, they are all federal agents. There must be others. Security measures!"

"Unless they didn't kill the people at all!" Jing Yanzi reminded him, and when he thought of the sudden gunshots before, Lu Yuan didn't know that it was someone else who framed the Medellin Gang.

In the current situation, the police are besieging them for a while. No matter whether they can escape or not, this cooperation is not going to continue.

Although I don't know how the Lost Gang got in touch with Medellin, I just wanted to join forces to grab the site.

As for the black hand, it is also easy to explain, a reason that "Madela Socatel does not want Medellin to hook up with other gang channels" is enough.

Is it just that? Lu Yuan remembered for no apparent reason the ultimatum in the Silla gang vault on the first night of the Yanxing plane. The sentence "The triad and Yakuza are united together, just to divide the territory. Can get a share of the pie."

Just looking at that sentence before, Lu Yuan was only faintly shocked by the treacherous territorial battle between the Luo Shengdu gangs.

Think of the triangle relationship between Madeira Socatel, Vigo Gang, New Medellin, and the deal between the Lost Gang and New Medellin, and the conflict between the New Medellin and the Bale Gang, which was used. Lu Yuan suddenly felt that the intricate relationship between the gangs was more complicated than he thought.

He has a faint hunch that the things he has encountered now are just the corners of a puzzle, so they seem to be slightly related to each other, but they cannot be put together.

But once the central part of the puzzle appears, these scattered corners can be combined into an amazing picture.

So, when he was going to leave before the police came, he suddenly opened the car door cautiously, pulled the swallow together to a corner that was easy to observe, opened the working space door on the wall, and stepped into it.

In this way, two people sit directly in the working space, and wait for the outside changes through the one-way light-transmitting door.

"What are you doing? If there is no chance here, we can go back to the villa?" Yanzi asked strangely.

Lu Yuan shook his head slightly and said, "If the black hand that caused the Bale Gang and Vigo's gang fire was Madera Sokatel, and they were also the ones who murdered the airport guard, then it would be impossible for us to sneak in. His villa is now."

"Why? Madraso will kill Pablo II?"

"No, it shouldn't." Lu Yuan shook his head again, "They are more like they are using Medellin to do things. The Bale Gang is undoubtedly a direct victim. The Lost Gang should also be. But until the goal is achieved, stay here. With the people of Medellin, they can hide longer."

Swallow nodded thoughtfully, but still felt that it didn’t make sense, and asked, “Why are they doing this? It’s unnecessary, right? Drug lords still need to be famous for looting the site? They are all drug lords, and they need to use others. To start?"