France is a highly developed capitalist country. One of the four major economies in Europe, whose citizens have a high standard of living and a good social security system, is one of the five permanent members of the UN Security Council.

Speaking of this, French perfume, French bags and jewelry, French candlelight dinner, French lovers, French dishes, and even when the word romance is spoken, it is inseparable from France. It seems that if a couple doesn’t come to France once, they will regret it for life.

But you have to know that France is also a country with "sewage" rampant, among which "Marseille" is the hardest hit area occupied by French gangs. This is the trade center for North Africa. It is also a key point on the smuggling route from South America to Europe through West Africa.

Moreover, because Marseille has a large number of North African immigrants, smuggling of goods from Morocco has become a prominent feature of the city's underground economy. In addition, assassination, disagreement, provocation, coercion, darkness and cruelty are also essential. Every day, there are scenes of programs that are only broadcast on TV movies.

Fangyuanshan, who came here alone, strolling in the "Thirteenth District" of "Marseille". Looking at the young people on the street corners whispering there and blatantly conducting product trading, he pulled the corner of his mouth and curled his lips in his heart. Those who all said that the moon in foreign countries would be full, if they were pulled over to see them, they would probably be so scared that they would never dare to go abroad again.

The "Thirteen Districts" are controlled by the "Tir" family. Poverty and unemployment have helped the "growth" of the new generation of gangs. Due to the economic crisis in 2008, a large number of young people aged 16 to 30 have been away from the margins of society for a long time. In the commercial society, they find it difficult to find a place in the labor market.

The "labor-intensive" product trading industry requires many "employees" responsible for venting and distributing information. It is natural for the "tir" family to recruit soldiers from these large number of isolated and excluded young people.

In Marseille, up to a quarter of the population lives in "sensitive neighborhoods", and most of them are engaged in pin product-related businesses. You can imagine how crazy it is.

Of course, this has no impact on Fang Yuanshan. Compared with the "City of God", it can only be called "primary school level".

The three types of pornography, gambling and drugs are inseparable. In sharp contrast to the product transactions on the streets and alleys, are the girls everywhere. These girls wearing heavy makeup wear exposed clothes and pose at the passing pedestrians. When they see Fang Yuanshan coming, they also give a kiss.

I don't know if his strange face attracted the attention of the ladies, and from time to time a soldier came up to pull him up, but when he pulled out his empty pockets, the girls left consciously.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon. He came from Italy and was dressed up all over his body. "Dassault" has a deep background in France and has been arrested for smuggling weapons. At most, he was condemned. However, if he helped him leave, he would definitely face the risk of sitting in prison.

But this is just a normal situation. In fact, no one can catch him on the scene. At worst, he can hide in the space. Who else can find him?

"Hey, stop, what are you doing?"

Seeing a group of gangsters blocking their progress, Fang Yuanshan, wearing a human skin mask, pulled his expressionless face and said, "Get out of the way, I'm just passing by."

One of the hippie white young men looked at him with a smile, jumped on his chest and said, "Hey, where did you come from, why did you show up here?"

His eyes were glaring at the "hippie" for a moment, and he said coldly: "If you touch me again, I will chop your hands up!"

"What, what did you say? I chopped my hand?"

As if he had heard it wrong, the young man leaned his head in front of him, covered his ears with his hands and asked, "You say it again, I didn't hear it clearly!"

"I said, you want to move again, I will chop up your hand!" He finished speaking in English word by word, then pushed the men in front of him away and walked forward.

In fact, when these idle gangsters surrounded him, he knew that there would definitely be a conflict, so he didn't spoil them and issued his own warning very tough.

"Ada"

The white man behind probably heard his Asian accent, made a strange sound in his mouth, and his body rose up in the air and kicked him in the back.

"Bang"

He turned around and kicked the sneak attacker five or six feet away, rolled on the ground for more than ten times before stopping. Then he walked back with a formidable aura, and several guys who were trying to reach out on the road were slapped on the ground by him.

When he arrived next to the white hippie, Fang Yuanshan raised his right foot and stomped hard in his horrified eyes.

"Click"

"ah...."

This made the surroundings silently. The guys who were still "humming" on the ground immediately covered their palms, fearing that Fang Yuanshan would come up to give them this.

Just as Fang Yuanshan kicked the white man away, on the top of a five-story building not far from them, several men looked at Fang Yuanshan, one of them giggled: "Bertrand, your little brother has been beaten, you can't go down to save him."

"Those wastes are not enough to do anything, and they will cause me some inexplicable trouble all day long, so I'm too lazy to care about their life or death!"

"Bertrand" sneered, then looked at a bearded man on his left and said, "Bonova, that guy seems to be good at it. Don't you want to go down and try it?"

"Bonova" lying beside the rooftop was still looking at Fang Yuanshan on the street. Her pair of blue-catching eyes moved and said, "Go down and try it? But I just bought my clothes yesterday, and the price is not cheap. If I break it, Demi will be angry."

The few people next to him suddenly looked at Bertrand with amusement. This small man with a figure of less than 1.7 meters took out a small stack of euros from his pocket and shook it in his hand and said to him: "As long as you can defeat him within ten minutes, these are yours."

Bonova, a bearded man lying on the rooftop, immediately straightened up and looked at the euro in the hand of the small man. After estimating the number, he took off his upper body and hung it on the rooftop. He stretched his hands against the rooftop and expanded his chest and said, "It takes less than ten minutes, five minutes to get it done." After that, he jumped down from the rooftop.

The person behind him jumped down when he saw Bonova and immediately rushed to the rooftop. Bonova's strong arms grabbed the air conditioner rack below, then swayed like a monkey, landed on the windowsill below, grabbed the raised edge and continued to jump downward. The rabbit's rising and falling movement made everyone on the rooftop smile.

"Bertrand, you're so bad. If Bonova's sister knew you asked his brother to fight again, she would have to skin you back."

The short Bertrand said disdainfully: "Tsk, I'm afraid of that woman? If she hadn't given birth to two sons for me, I would have dumped her long ago."

"Haha, is that? When Bonova comes back, we will tell him this and say you will dump his sister."

"Ha ha..."

Just as the few people were laughing, Bonova below had already fallen steadily to the ground, and then chased towards Fangyuanshan, which had left like a strong wind. When the distance was less than ten meters, he bent down and grabbed the trash can next to him and smashed it hard towards the back of Fangyuanshan in front.

"Bang"

As early as the man fell from the rooftop, Fang Yuanshan had noticed him, but he didn't expect that he was really coming to him.

He kicked the trash can thrown by the bearded man behind him away, and the man was already sticking up like a shadow.

"Bang bang bang..."

Bonova jumped off the rooftop, although he was about 1.8 meters tall, but he was good at short and concise fighting style. He jumped around Fang Yuanshan like a monkey, and his fists were hitting him quickly.

"Pongpong"

After two consecutive punches on his arm, Fang Yuanshan had adapted to the way of jumping down. Thinking that there was still "goods" to be taken there, he didn't want to delay, so he took the opponent's kicking legs in his chest, and then grabbed the opponent's little/calves.

"Bang"

Bonova, who was still trying to save herself, kicked Fang Yuanshan's left face as soon as her little leg was caught.

He didn't give him another chance. After raising his hand to block it, Fang Yuanshan swung his arm and threw him hard on the opposite wall. Under his great force, Bonova directly stuck to the wall, hitting the wall making a deafening sound.

"Puff"

Bonova fell from the wall and rolled twice, trying to stand up with her body, and then as soon as she lifted her body, a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

Everyone is not at the same level at all. In Fang Yuanshan's view, the other party's fancy actions did not cause any actual damage to him, and it was not even as great as a threat to him by a small pistol.

The goods of the "Dasso" family were asked to be delivered to the seaside of Marseille, which was not too far from Italy, Spain, and the "" opposite the sea. They can attack and retreat and defend. Moreover, the Dasso's family could not find out his specific transportation route.

However, he passed by the violent block of Marseille Thirteen in broad daylight, which made him feel bored and panicked. He had heard Arnold and the others say that this is another big black/gang holy place in Europe. Last time I came back, I was in a hurry and had not had time to take a look. I would like to experience it today.

After a little delay, Fang Yuanshan no longer continued to entangle with the crowd slowly gathering around him. After patting the dust on his body, he swung his arms and swept across District 13 like a gust of wind. The gangsters, girls, and idle vagrants on the road were startled by his actions. When he came to his senses, Fang Yuanshan's figure had already gone away.

When they arrived at the beach in the southern suburbs of Marseille, all the goods were wrapped in thick tarp and thrown into the sea.

The reason why all the goods were thrown here was that the "Dassault" family did not want to expose their intentions, and Fang Yuanshan did not want to see their territory, the ubiquitous high-tech monitoring system and eyeliner, prevented him from transporting all the goods away quietly.

I looked around the outside of the beach, and there were people walking around from time to time. I looked around, found a place to rent a yacht, rented a speedboat and rafted upstream of the sea around the beach. It was not until it was completely dark that he drove the speedboat toward the coordinates of the cargo.

After reaching directly above the goods, he opened the four-dimensional image and scanned it around. After seeing no abnormal situation, he put his hand on the sea.

With a "swoosh", he put all dozens of large wooden boxes lying quietly at the bottom of the sea into the space. After leaving this area, he had time to see the things in the box.

Rows of guns and ammunition, rockets, grenades, anti-tank/K mines, sniper rifles, ground-to-ground precision guided missiles, surface-to-air guided missiles, and some high-precision equipment.

Looking at the yellow bullets, Fang Yuanshan's eyes condensed. These things were used to kill people, and he was now helping those people create conflicts. When Fang Yuanshan thought of this, the muscles on his face couldn't help but thrust.

Sitting on the speedboat for a while, thinking about what he was about to do in his mind, he hesitated for a moment.

"Is it? Even if I don't help them transport, they will still kill each other. I am helping their country to achieve peaceful reunification and avoiding those unnecessary sacrifices."

I comforted myself in my heart, suppressed the sudden feeling of guilt, and restarted the speedboat and drove towards the coast.

It's only nine o'clock in the evening, and there are still people walking on the beach. Fang Yuanshan, who was driving a speedboat, had just arrived at the coast. A few lights shone towards him, and at the same time, he said, "Don't move, raise your hand!"

"Go down slowly. If you are playing tricks, don't blame us for opening your eyes a few times."

Fang Yuanshan on the speedboat was speechless at this time. If he hadn't forgotten to scan the shore for the four-dimensional image, he would have discovered these hiding people long ago.

Seeing more than a dozen big gunmen, Fang Yuanshan's mouth tilted, and then he raised his hand very well. When he got off the boat and came close to them, he immediately took away the bullets from their guns.

With a "swish", his body brought out a shadow and swept towards the other group of people. Then he swung his iron fist and smashed it hard, and said while smashing his mouth: "Magobi, I'm asking you to scare me..."

"ah..."

Fang Yuanshan's fist was full of strength, so how could these people stand it? After a while, he was smashed to the ground and screamed!

Seeing that someone was already rushing towards this place in the distance, he was too lazy to ask about the origin of these people, so he ran away and left the beach in the southern suburbs in a short while.

Without a stop, Fangyuanshan took a boat from Cannes to Corsica that night, and then smuggled from the snakehead that he had contacted earlier to Sardinia. After resting for a night, he flew from Rome to Nigeria the next day.

Because he might have to "diggage" on this land in the future, Fang Yuanshan was not in a hurry to Côte d'Ivoire. Anyway, there were still four or five days left. He drove an off-road vehicle from "Abuya" in Nigeria and headed towards "Abidjan" in Côte d'Ivoire.

When he went back to Botswana, he didn't have time to take a good look at the hot land of Africa. This time he walked completely.

According to Arnold's introduction, Fang Yuanshan discovered that he had many mistakes in his understanding of Africa before. Because China is almost in a state of not introducing Africa, most people's understanding of Africa mainly comes from various African documentaries produced by the British BBC TV station.

It has to be said that almost all this type of program introduces African animals, or those "non-mainstream" ethnic groups on African land.

Many people unconsciously imagine a scene where "Uncle Black" was shooting around the world with cheap red weapons such as AK and 56.

But this is understandable. If you don’t do some weird news, bloody wars or starve to death, no one can watch those TV shows.

Many people like to drink Coke, chew popcorn and watch African refugees on TV, wait for the disaster relief trucks to distribute food under the scorching sun, and then say sympathetically: The African people are so pitiful.
Chapter completed!