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Chapter 260 Whose voice is coming from a distance

(Author’s tip: These two chapters are suitable for the appreciation of the single loop "doyouheartthepeoplesing")

In the small bushes outside the manor, Hou Dasheng looked at Sha Ming in front of him and shrugged: "My man, are you really sure you want to get involved?! You have to know that what I want to kill Ajaccio's underground emperor. Do you understand?! There are many people under him, and I dare not say whether I can come out after I rushed in."

"My brother is dead." Sha Ming's voice became hoarse, and his eyes were red. He looked at Hou Dasheng and said word by word: "The service station channel will send the lady safely to Marseille. Someone will take the lady back there, and my responsibility is completed. Now, I need to avenge my dead brother!"

Hou Dasheng glanced at Sha Ming, and the two of them who were beside him, lowering their heads without saying a word. The bloody clothes on their bodies were not replaced, and the veins on the back of their hands burst out. They were holding boxes in their hands, Sha Ming looked at Hou Dasheng and said, "This is the equipment we used your quota to get from the service station, including body armor and guns. We can't get your phone through."

Hou Dasheng nodded and removed the 107's loose parts from the car: "Help me assemble him first."

As he said that, Hou Dasheng suddenly looked at a tape in the lattice of the former passenger seat and was stunned. He got up and walked to the passenger seat to pick up the tape. Sha Ming walked over at this time, took a hoarse voice and said, "Doyouheartthepeoplesing, one of the most famous episodes in the Broadway musical adapted by Victor Hugo's "Les Miserables". He once voted as the "National No. 1 indispensable musical" in BBC."

Hou Dasheng was stunned for a moment. He and Lisa went to watch this famous song. When the opera actors on the scene roared out this song together, Hou Dasheng could never forget the shock. At this time, he saw this tape here.

Hou Dasheng took out his satellite phone and opened it to dial a phone number to the service station.

"What, do you need any other needs?!" A hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone. Hou Dasheng held the phone and whispered: "Do you have a speaker?! High-power, the bigger the better."

"By the way, I need 107 more. The more the better."

The other end of the phone was silent for a while, then he almost shouted at Hou Dasheng and said, "Fake! Where do you think this is?! This is France, Corsica! How could we prepare so many guerrilla warfare things like 107 here?!"

"I know you have channels, so I don't want them now." Hou Dasheng raised his hand, glanced at the watch on his wrist and said softly: "It's five o'clock in the afternoon. I will launch an attack in the early morning. How many can you find for me?!"

The person on the other end of the phone fell into silence. After a while, he said in a deep voice: "Are you going to start a war in Corsica?!"

"Someone fired an RPG at me, right in Corsica." Hou Dasheng held the phone and said word by word: "This is nothing. I am just a mercenary, and it is normal for someone to hit RPG a few times. But my girlfriend is there! She is injured!"

Hou Dasheng breathed a deep breath: "For me, this is war! Anyone who declares war on me will respond. He can fire RPGs, and I can respond to him 107! In fact, if I can get the missile, I will smash it into his house without hesitation!"

"We won't get you missiles, we don't plan to start a war with the French official..." The hoarse voice on the other end of the phone smiled bitterly: "I've seen a mad dog, Chimera's mad dog. But I think you're more like a mad dog than him."

Hou Dasheng shrugged and said, "I haven't said I am not. Then, when can you deliver it to me?"

"Three million francs, cash." The man on the other end of the phone said in a deep voice: "Ten 107, we can ship it to you from *******. It will be in place in five hours. And your high-power speaker."

"make a deal!"

"Idiot!! Can't you do something brainy?!" In the study of the manor, the bald fat old man kept trembling with his lips. His face turned blue, and one hand had already touched the Beletta 92f-shaped hand placed on the table. Seeing this, Bastian knelt down directly "thump~!"!

But he saw him trembling and trembling, "Father...father! I am your son! Father..."

The fat old man's hand was also trembling, and finally his hand stopped when he touched the gun handle. Suddenly, he howled in great pain, "Ah~~~" The gun on the table was instantly picked up by him and shot the bullets in the gun chamber at the ceiling, "bang bang bang...".

"Bang dong dong dong..." The hollow gun was thrown away by him, and the fat old man collapsed on the chair and looked at the ceiling with his eyes blank. Ness and Bastian in the study did not dare to speak. After a while, the fat old man seemed to be coming to his senses. His fingers trembled at the door of the study. He only said one word to Bastian and Nass: "Get out!"

The two of them were immediately relieved of pardon, and even Nais collapsed directly to the ground. However, they saw the two of them supporting each other and rolling and crawling, they really rolled out of the study. At this time, the sky was already dark. The lights were not on in the fat old man's study. In the dark, he collapsed on the chair.

In the darkness, his outline on his chair seemed so lonely and so old. Now he looked like a lame old one-eyed wolf who was expelled from the tribe. In the night, he could not find any food to survive.

After a long time, his hand touched the phone at the table and dialed a number.

"Dear Mr. Jean, it's me. I'm Louis Craig..." The fat old man held the phone and could see that his expression was so desolate and painful. The news on the other end of the phone was obviously not good. He seemed to be suffering from the anger on the other end of the phone.

After a long time, he whispered: "Yes, I know it's my son's responsibility. But he is my son...I only have him..."

"Can I take responsibility for this matter? Yes, I want to take responsibility for my son. I just want him to survive..." Louis.

Craig's hands holding the phone were trembling: "This is my only request, the last request. I pray to you..."

The phone hangs up. Louis.

Before Craig finished speaking, the phone hung up. He held the phone's hand and hung down...

In the early morning, Bastian and Ness were invading Clara in the room on the first floor and were numb. Clara and her father were now numb. But it seemed that tonight, Bastian and Ness were even more crazy than before.

"Open your eyes and look at it! Look at me fuck your daughter! Hahaha..." Bastian didn't know how much white powder he sucked, and his eyes turned red. This room was specially decorated by him, and on the one hand it was very hidden. On the other hand, it was very soundproofed. Even if he fired here, there was no sound outside. This is certain, because... Bastian tried it.

After his father returned, he transferred Clara and her father here.

"God..." Clara's father, the middle-aged man who was broken and tied to the pillar with iron chains closed his eyes and turned his head in pain. But he was twisted by Bastian's face, but he saw Bastian grinning and said, "No! You must watch, see how your daughter becomes a bitch who is being played with! Or, you want to watch her cut off and feed the dog piece by piece in front of you? Hahahaha..."

"Bitch! Tell me quickly, you're the bitch you deserve to fuck!!" Bastian looked at Ness' crazy invasion of Clara, howling excitedly: "Call me! Or do you want to watch me cut off your father's job?! Hahaha..."

Clara's eyes were silent. She said the words according to Bastian's request in an emotional tone: "I'm the bitch I deserve."

"Hahahaha..." The room was full of crazy grin...

"doyouheartthepeoplesing? (You can hear people singing)..." At this time, a low drum sounded. Then, a low chorus suddenly came...

This song is very big! Even Bastian and Ness could hear this huge song in this room with excellent soundproofing. The song scared them so much that they shivered. Then Bastian cursed in anger: "Damn it! Go and see which bastard is singing outside?! Kill him! Chop him!!"

"singingasongofangrymen? (The angry crowd sings loudly)..." The song did not stop, but the lights in the manor were turned on. Yes, the song was too loud. No one would not hear it. The huge song made them wonder. Who is it, who dares to sing to this manor in the early morning.

"Itistthemusicofapepeople whowill not be slaves! (This song comes from the people, and I will never be slaves again!)" Bastian and Ness were not in the mood to continue to torture Clara and daughter. They put on their clothes in a mess and rushed out of the room angrily.

In the living room lobby, Bastian's father was wearing pajamas and his face was as deep as water. Aside him, dozens of men stood silently. The servants at home gathered silently around the living room. No one spoke, Bastian and Ness looked at each other and walked slowly over.

“Whenthebeating of your heart, echoesthebeating of thedrums! (When the heartbeats are rumbling, the snare drums are rumbled!)”

"thereisalifeabouttostart, whentomorrowcomes!" (The new dawn will open, just wait for tomorrow to come!)

At this time, the fat old man said hoarsely: "He is here."

"Swoosh swish swish swish..." As soon as he finished speaking, countless screams suddenly sounded! In the early morning, everyone saw countless streams of fire rising from the ground from the huge floor-to-ceiling window! They are so beautiful, so beautiful and gorgeous.

“willyoujoininourcrusade?whowillbestrongandstandwithme? (Do you want to join us? Do you have the courage to fight side by side with me?!)”

The singing is still passionate! Echoing in the night sky, even the sharp fire does not seem to suppress the singing!

In that dark and unnoticed room, Clara, who was tied to the bed and naked, seemed to have a hint of clarity and aura in the singing. She opened her mouth gently, responding to the singing that was floating in.

“beyond thebarricade, is thereaworld youlongtosee? (Beyond the fortress, is there a world you desire?)”

“thenjoininthefight, that will give you the right to be free!! (Join to our battle, you will win that right to freedom for yourself!!)”

The singing was extremely exciting, and at this time, countless fires had already landed in the manor!
Chapter completed!
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