Saint Paul, Wu Boxin's villa.

Inside the second-floor study, several team members were cleaning up the bodies of the bodyguards, collecting the firearms and ammunition, and placing them in their tactical bags.

The two bodyguards who had been led away by the secretary were also killed and placed in the study.

Dong Ke was lying on the ground, tied up like a dead pig, his mouth sealed, completely unable to move.

"Ugh, ugh!"

Dong Ke made noises, trying to communicate.

"Bang!"

Qiu-ge walked over and smashed the butt of his gun into his face. Several of his newly installed teeth were knocked out again.

Dong Ke writhed in pain, cursing in his heart, "Damn it, are you all stupid? Talk to me! Don't just start hitting me!"

Wu Boxin sat nearby, smoking, looking very nervous.

"You, come here."

After dealing with Old Dong, Qiu-ge waved at Old Wu's secretary.

"Me?" The secretary looked at the bodies on the floor, trembling.

Wu Boxin nodded to him, and the secretary braced himself, stepping over the bodies on the floor and walking to Qiu-ge's side.

"Go out and call the commander of the guards outside. Tell him Dong Ke is looking for him." Qiu-ge patted his shoulder, "Don't be nervous. Relax. Act like you normally do with them."

"I, I..." The secretary's face was pale, his teeth chattering.

"Go ahead, Xiao Wang." Wu Boxin reassured him, "Do as he says. It'll be alright."

"Okay, okay..." Secretary Wang took two deep breaths to calm himself, then went downstairs and out the door.

Qiu-ge and the others followed behind. After Secretary Wang went out, they immediately crouched down on either side of the door, taking their positions.

...

Soon, Secretary Wang arrived at the guardhouse in front of the villa's main courtyard.

"Good evening, Mr. Cruz."

Secretary Wang opened the door, his face beaming, and greeted him in English.

The squad leader was named Cruz, a black officer with a full beard. Around him, there were seven or eight soldiers, some lying down, some sitting. These were all people arranged by Huo Dongsheng.

"What's up?" Cruz said, looking at Secretary Wang with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Minister Dong wants you to come inside." Secretary Wang was also a smooth operator and had already thought of his excuse.

"What does he want with me?" Cruz was a little dazed.

"Hey, the leaders are talking. If he's looking for you, it must be a good thing!" Secretary Wang said with a smile, "If it's inconvenient, I'll go back and tell Minister Dong."

Cruz paused for a moment, then immediately threw away his cigarette and stood up, replying, "Okay, I'll go take a look."

Just like that, Cruz led two of his men and followed Secretary Wang into the villa.

"Bang!"

The door suddenly slammed shut. As Cruz turned his head, he saw several figures suddenly pouncing on them.

"Swish!"

Before the three of them could react, they were pushed to the ground with a thud and their mouths were covered.

Just as Cruz was about to speak, a cold dagger was pressed against his neck. At the same time, Secretary Wang pointed at him and said, "Him, him, he's the leader."

"Dare to make a sound, and I'll stab you to death right away." Qiu-ge pressed down on Cruz's head and made a shushing gesture.

At first, Cruz wanted to resist, but with the sounds of "噗嗤噗嗤," the two men beside him had already been stabbed a dozen times in a row, completely finished.

Sweat poured from Cruz's forehead, and he wisely chose to shut up.

Qiu-ge waved his hand, and the team members immediately moved to the back door.

Qiu-ge turned his head and instructed a team member who remained by his side, "Tell him to call in the five people at the back door. If he says one wrong word, kill him."

This team member was fluent in Portuguese and immediately translated for Cruz. Qiu-ge deliberately had the team member translate for Cruz so that he would know that they had someone who understood Portuguese and not try to play any tricks.

With the cold blade against his throat, Cruz didn't dare disobey. He nodded and, under the watch of the others, shouted a few times at the guards at the back door.

Soon, the back door was pushed open, and five soldiers walked in with their guns. The group repeated their trick, stabbing them all to death in the dim corridor.

...

A little later, Wu Boxin was sitting in the study when he saw Qiu-ge walk in, "Is it all taken care of?"

"Yeah." Qiu-ge walked over and put his pistol into Wu Boxin's hand, "We have a mission and have to leave immediately. You stay here with your men and keep an eye on Dong Ke. In a little while, a large force will come to pick you up and take you away."

Hearing this, Wu Boxin panicked, "You're just letting me stay here with these few guys?? This...this isn't going to work! Why don't you take me with you? I'm pretty important, and the Hua Xing Chamber of Commerce can't do without me!"

Qiu-ge looked at him speechlessly, "We're going out to scout the command post. Do you want to come along?"

"Be careful!" Wu Boxin replied without hesitation, "I'll stay here with the brothers and wait for rescue!"

Qiu-ge glanced at him, then turned to the brothers behind him and instructed, "A Qiang, Zhuang Zhuang, Bo Zai, the three of you stay and protect Mr. Wu. The rest of you, come with me."

"Yes!"

Leaving three people to protect Wu Boxin, Qiu-ge didn't have time to hesitate. He led the rest of the men to the back door and quickly left through the empty back door.

The surrounding streets were very quiet. Since the war started, most of the wealthy people who had heard the news had already run away, abandoning their homes. So this area was very empty, in stark contrast to the makeshift refugee camps in the city.

The streets were empty, without even the sound of a dog barking. Only Wu Boxin's villa was still lit.

Qiu-ge frowned. Although they had successfully come out, Saint Paul was so big and he had so few people. Where should he go to find the command post?

Just as he was worrying, Qiu-ge saw two police pickup trucks parked under the streetlights at the street corner. Several police officers were sitting in the cars, smoking.

Xiao Yu noticed Qiu-ge's expression, glanced around, and said in a low voice, "No one's around."

"Let's use them to test the waters."

Qiu-ge made up his mind and whispered, "Xiao Yu, come with me. The rest of you spread out and move forward."

Not far away, the police officers in the car were chatting.

"When do you think this war will end?"

"Who knows...I hope it's soon."

"Tap, tap!"

Just then, Qiu-ge and Xiao Yu ran over with terrified expressions.

"Officer!"

"Officer!"

Qiu-ge shouted in English as he ran, "There are enemy troops infiltrating from the woods over there!"

The people in the car were stunned. Three of them immediately opened the doors and got out.

"Hey, what's wrong? Where are the people?" One of the police officers put his hand on the gun at his waist.

"Bang!"

Qiu-ge suddenly rushed over, his left hand pressing down on the other's neck, his right hand pulling out a grenade with the pin pulled from his chest. He glared and shouted, "Don't fucking move! We're from the Holy War Organization. Whoever resists dies with us!"

"Don't move!"

Xiao Yu also rushed over, holding two grenades. The police officers looked at the two in panic, instantly thinking of those turbaned devils, and their hearts skipped a beat.

"Whoosh!"

From the side of the street, the remaining men rushed over with guns, forcing the police officers back into the cars.

Five seconds later, the two crowded cars left the street. Qiu-ge gripped the grenade in his right hand and asked in a low voice, "Which area in the city has the most troops stationed? Speak!"