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As the sun set, according to the clues obtained by the supermarket owner, Kamba Dabao and others had been searching the downtown area of ​​Jianglongtan for a whole day.

No, Dabao, who was shirtless and with a tattoo of an electric fan exposed in the hot weather, was pointing with one hand on his hip and the other at the entrance door of the unit where Xiaowu originally parked his electric car, and asked a spirited young man wearing a plaid shirt next to him: "

Look carefully, this is definitely where it is, right?"

The young man nodded firmly and said, "You're right, I've delivered meals to them before, and the people in the photo you gave me live in this unit."

"Okay, let's walk then!" Dabao nodded after receiving a satisfactory answer, and led the energetic young man to go up.

"Hey!" The young man stretched out his hand to stop Dabao and said with a curl of his lips: "Boss, don't you bring something like this?"

Dabao replied with a confused look: "What's wrong?"

"Brother, I'm the one who tipped off the news. It doesn't matter if you don't want to pay me the bill first, but you still ask me to go up with you. Isn't this a bit unreasonable?" The spirited young man who obviously didn't want to be involved too deeply couldn't help but say.

One sentence.

"Speaking of which floors and households, you can stay here. We will pay you the money after the business is done."

Kamba replied casually.

The spirited guy bared his teeth and replied: "Okay! Boss, they are the ones who live in 401. There are five of them in total. They look fierce and evil. They are not good people at first glance. Boss, you should be more careful! I will wait for you downstairs.

Returned victoriously!"

"Tap!"

Kamba took the lead and the group quickly climbed up to the fourth floor.

For example, the old residential building where Er Ganzi and others rented had no property at all. Most of the residents swept the snow in front of their own houses, so the entire corridor looked dirty and messy.

Kamba leaned on the old-fashioned security door with the house number 402. After listening to the movement inside for a while, he nodded to everyone.

Except for Dabao, who took out an imitation of June 4th from his pocket, the others all held short knives that Dabao assigned to them.

Seeing that everyone was ready, Dabao took out a slender wire from his pocket and tried to open the door of 402.

Before he could insert the wire, Kamba stopped him. Kamba shook his head slightly and motioned for him to stand away.

Dabao was stunned for a moment, then put the wire back into his pocket and took several steps back.

Kamba took half a step back, suddenly raised his right leg, and kicked the lock cylinder of the security door with all his strength.

"Bang!"

Kamba's right leg was like a heavy hammer, violently colliding with the old-fashioned security door.

There was only a "bang" sound, the lock cylinder fell to the ground, and Kamba rushed into the two-bedroom apartment where Er Zhuangzi lived.

"Fuck, someone is coming!"

The two boys who were originally competing in the living room about whose legs were hairier immediately jumped up when the conditions were met.

"You hold on! I'll get the guy!"

The one who reacted faster jumped off the sofa with bare feet and ran towards the back room.

"You're taking it with you! And you're taking it with me!"

Dabao, who was walking behind Kamba, had just entered the room when he picked up a bench and threw it towards Ma Zai, who was sprinting at high speed.

"Boom!"

Ma Zai, who was unable to dodge, was knocked directly to the ground by Dabao's bench.

Before he could get up, he was kicked in circles by Dabao and others who were swarming him, and he gave up his struggle.

The other Ma Zi who was asked to stay and carry him had much better luck. Before he could resist, he was knocked unconscious by Kamba who flew forward...

Five minutes later, the two boys were tied together and thrown in the middle of the living room. Kamba Dabao turned over the small two-bedroom apartment and found no trace of the two poles.

"Where is this horse rider hiding?"

Dabao walked around the two-bedroom apartment countless times and still refused to give up. He was muttering in a low voice while running around.

The air conditioner was on in the house and the doors and windows were closed, which basically eliminated the possibility of Erzhanzi jumping out of the window and escaping immediately.

"Dabao, go down there and bring the guy who sells information to you." Kamba, who always felt that something was wrong, frowned and said.

"Okay!" Dabao responded decisively, trotting downstairs with a huff and grabbing the energetic young man who was still waiting to count the banknotes downstairs.

After Dabao dragged the young man to the living room, he quickly sat down on the sofa, took out the imitation 64 from his pocket and slapped it on the table.

"Bang!"

The young man who was dragged to 402 by Dabao like an eagle catching a chicken had no idea what was going on. The dull sound that sounded like the June 4th incident made him tremble.

"Big...brother, what's wrong?"

The young man who sold the information to Dabao was the nephew of the owner of one of the small restaurants in Jianglongtan. He was just a blind man who didn't do anything serious and was not even considered a low-level gangster. He usually made a living by delivering takeaways to his uncle.

I've seen this kind of battle before.

Looking at Dabao banging the table, he was trembling a little when he spoke.

"You told me there were four or five people in this room. Why are there only two people in the room now?" Dabao looked sideways at the young man.

As soon as the young man and Dabao's eyes met, they couldn't help but shudder.

"I...I don't know either!"

Kamba had no intention of embarrassing the young man, so he leaned over and pulled the heads of the two horse boys on the ground, and asked him: "Okay, young man, please see if these two people are among the five people you mentioned."

"Yes! There were two of them in the house that day!"

While the two boys were still awake, the young man had the courage to reply.

Kamba nodded and replied casually: "Okay! It's none of your business. You can go to the back room and pout. I'll let you go when it's over."

The young man glanced at the imitation June Fourth on the table with his peripheral vision, and begged Kamba timidly: "Brother, I don't want the money anymore... Please let me go?"

Kamba, who was too lazy to talk to him, glanced at him and shouted coldly: "Go to the back room!"

"..."

At this moment, the young man walked into the back room very obediently.

At that moment, Kamba couldn't think of any better way, so he had to say to Dabao: "Let's wake him up and examine him."

"good!"

Dabao picked up a large bucket of water and poured it on the two horse boys on the ground.

"Wow"

The two boys who were doused from head to toe woke up instantly, started struggling desperately, and cursed loudly.

"Damn it! If there are more people than you can beat others, it's nothing! If you have the ability to fight in a one-on-one fight!" Ma Zai, who was trampled by Dabao and others with bruises and bruises all over his body, was very unconvinced.

Kamba grabbed the horse boy that he had knocked unconscious before and asked: "Do you want to challenge me to a duel?"

Being grabbed by Kamba, Ma Zai couldn't help but feel cold, but he still replied stiffly: "Brother, I don't know whose flag you are carrying, but do you really want to understand that you are going to have trouble with us in the north of the city?

?”

Kamba did not answer him directly, but quickly punched his companion who kept yelling and knocked him unconscious. Then he turned his head to look at him and said: "I want to ask you something now, can you tell me?"
Chapter completed!