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In the darkness, three cars suddenly approached from a distance and stopped on the side of a street in the old city of Tegucigalpa.
As soon as the three cars stopped steadily, their lights were extinguished, and they merged with this empty, dimly lit, and messy street.
In the leading car, Matisse, sitting in the passenger seat, pointed his finger at the intersection not far ahead, and whispered to Ye Tian sitting in the back row:
"Steven, turn right from the intersection ahead, walk in about thirty meters, then turn left, and you will enter the small street where the two Columbia University PhDs were hidden.
Judging from the positioning signals, the two doctors did not move, but were in a building on that street. The kidnappers obviously did not find the GPS positioning device.
The two sniper teams were in place, guarding the two ends of the small street respectively. They established sniper positions on the roofs of the two houses and controlled the street from a high level.
According to reports from the sniper team, the kidnappers placed eyeliners at the intersections and insides at both ends of the street. They were very cautious and had an automatic rifle in their hands.
The street where the hostages are located is a red light district. It should be a site under the control of the kidnappers. It is basically certain that there are still many gunmen in that street.
Because of the kidnapper’s eyeliner, we can’t get too close to that street. We can only park here, and then take the cover of the night to touch it over there so that we won’t be exposed.
In the absence of a vehicle, evacuation is a bit troublesome. We must walk out of that street with the hostages. Once we are exposed, we will have to kill.
Unless we can quietly get rid of those eyeliners, and without disturbing the other kidnappers, remove any surveillance cameras that may exist, then we can drive past."
Hearing this announcement, Ye Tian first pondered for a moment, and then whispered:
"Those kidnappers' eyeliners and possible surveillance cameras can be handled by me. You are here to stand by and wait for me to clear the obstacles before you drive into that street.
You still have to be cautious, there may be those kidnappers' eyeliners around here, if the other party is really Maras, then the whole Tegucigalpa has their eyeliners everywhere.
After I leave, you release the beetle drone, determine the exact location of the hostage, find out the situation inside the building, and prepare for the next action."
"Understand, Steven, leave these things to us, and you have to be careful yourself."
Matisse nodded and said, no disagreement.
Regarding Ye Tian's magical abilities, he thought he knew and trusted very much, and was even a little blind, thinking that there was nothing in the world that Ye Tian could not handle.
Next, Ye Tian told Matisse and the others a few more words, then stretched out his hand to open the rear door, and walked out of the car without making any sound.
Wearing a black combat uniform, he took advantage of the cover of night and came to the wall next to the sidewalk in the blink of an eye.
Immediately afterwards, he leaped up suddenly, directly reached out and grabbed the outer edge of the balcony of the building facing the street, and then forcefully pulled up with both hands, the whole person was like a huge black bird, spreading its wings and flying into the night sky.
In a blink of an eye, he has quickly climbed onto the roof of this three-story building, and then quietly disappeared into the darkness.
Seeing this scene, the numerous armed security personnel in the three vehicles on the roadside were all speechless and started talking in a low voice.
"Wow! This guy Steven is so exaggerated. He is simply a ghost wandering in the dark. If we didn't come with him, we wouldn't even want to find him."
"Look, those stupid kidnappers will undoubtedly die tonight. No one can save them. We may not have a chance to take action in this rescue operation. Steven can completely solve those scumbags."
Just as these men secretly sighed, Ye Tian was moving fast on the roof of the row of buildings on the street, moving quickly and lightly, without making any sound.
During the march, he quickly got in touch with the two sniper teams that came here ahead of time to hide, lest those guys misunderstand him and regard himself as the target of attack.
The people who lived in the buildings he passed by had already fallen asleep at this time. They couldn't hear the movement on the roof at all, nor could they think that there were people on the roof of his house.
The street on the right of the crossroad ahead was empty at this time, with dim lights, and no people.
A few tens of meters inward along this street, there is a horizontal street. The pink neon lights at the intersection are still on. The light box is painted with a silhouette of a **** girl posing and writing some Spanish.
Only from this pink light and this neon sign know that this is a red light district.
Because of the deep night, there are no street girls at the intersection, and the pink light in the street-facing window has also been extinguished, making it relatively quiet.
However, in this horizontal street, there will be bursts of unbearable sound from time to time, and occasionally there will be bursts of beating, scolding, and crying.
Obviously, the customers who come to patronize this red light district have all kinds of hobbyists.
Under the neon sign at the intersection, an old car from the 1980s was parked. In the car were two Hispanic men in their twenties, each with an AK47 rifle on their lap.
At this time, the two guys were drowsy. Perhaps because of the hotter weather, the front windows of the car they were in were open for ventilation.
And on the roof of the three-story building opposite the intersection, Ye Tian, who had already put on a masked headgear, was looking down at the car below and the conditions around the intersection and in the street.
Under the perspective, the conditions in the intersections and streets below, even the men and women who are doing bed exercises, were clearly seen by him.
At the intersection below, and in this street full of sensuality and sin, there are no surveillance cameras, which undoubtedly saves a lot of trouble.
This situation was as early as Ye Tian expected, and he was not surprised at all.
Honduras is a very poor country. Except for a limited number of places such as banks and government office buildings, there are few places in the country where surveillance cameras are installed.
If this is really the site of Maras, with their strength, there is no need to install surveillance cameras at all, in Tegucigalpa, who would dare to trouble them?
It is a pity that from the top of the building where Ye Tian is, because of the angle, he can't see the building where the hostages are, and naturally can't see the situation inside that building.
But it doesn't matter. The beetle drone released by Matisse and the others has just flown into this street silently, and with the help of dark cover, it flies straight to the depths of the street.
Ye Tian glanced at the situation inside the street again, and then disappeared from the edge of the building, disappearing into the darkness.
When he appeared again, he was already down on the street, in a shade of trees diagonally behind the car on the street, with the help of tree trunks and shade, and the night, to perfectly hide his figure.
After landing, he quickly pulled out the M9 pistol from the holster on the chest of the body armor, and then took out the pistol silencer and screwed it onto the muzzle.
Then, he quickly scanned the two ends of the street and the conditions in the buildings on both sides.
After making sure that there was no one on the street and his whereabouts would not be revealed, he catted his waist and quickly touched the broken car across the street.
Three or two steps ago, he had come to the sidewalk on this side of the street, and then continued to sneak against the wall.
In a blink of an eye, he quietly came to the side of the broken car on the street, very close to the intersection ahead.
If he walks a few steps further and reaches the intersection, he might be spotted by the eyeliner hidden in the street and hidden on the other side of the street and will fall short.
However, Ye Tian stopped at the right time, raised his pistol quickly, and pulled the trigger mercilessly.
"Puff puff"
Accompanied by several inaudible soft noises, several hot pistol bullets were ejected from the muzzle at high speed, taking the two sleepy idiots sitting in the car.
In the next instant, there were a few more holes in the heads of the two guys, and blood immediately poured out.
The two scumbags who were immersed in their sleep died in an instant, and they went to **** to report, but they died simply, at least saving some pain.
Their sitting posture did not change. They tilted their heads and leaned on the seats, looking like they were asleep. It is difficult to find that these two idiots are actually dead without coming closer.
But Ye Tian, who had completed the killing, had quickly retreated, and once again disappeared into the darkness.
Next, it's time to fix the eyeliner on the other side of the street, and then the scum in the street, everyone will go to hell!