No wonder I haven't been able to contact Zamao Xiaodao. It turns out that this guy is trapped.
Who did it?
My mind immediately thought of a middle-aged man with a loud voice and a hypocritical face. This man is said to be a man of both black and white in Jiangcheng. In terms of suspicion, he is the most suspicious. Why? First of all, he has a motive, Zamao Xiaodao said
However, among the big guys in Jiangcheng who pay close attention to this so-called Shura Bianhua flower fruit, he is the one who cares most about it; secondly, among the people who can think that the fruit has been tampered with by me and Zamao Xiaodao, he is the most likely to do it because of us.
My alibi was to ask Manager Yang and Brother Liu from Dongfangxing Nightclub to perjury; in the end, I had an extremely bad impression of him. This may be very abrupt and absurd, but my intuition has always been very accurate.
This man is the boss behind Dongfangxing Nightclub, Duan Tiande, a guy with the same name as the villain in the martial arts book "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".
If it were him, the shrewd bastard would be like a little sheep sleeping in an old wolf's den, a silky chicken meeting a weasel, and really falling into a trap.
I don’t know what Uncle Duan’s strength is, but when I think of the security assistant and personal bodyguard named Park Zhixian, and his eyes that are as clear as ice-cold mineral water, I feel suspicious. Who am I? A person struggling to make ends meet.
The struggling common people, they are professionals fighting for supremacy on the knife-edge and fighting for supremacy on the battlefield. Just looking at the faint smell of blood exuding from these people, one would not know how many lives are at stake.
I instantly thought of Comrade Don Quixote who challenged the windmill giant, how tragic and heroic "Boy" was?
How I wanted to tell the man with the weird tone on the other end of the phone that the highly poisonous fruit had been eaten whole by some greedy fat insect, leaving only a layer of skin, and it was flushed down the bathroom drain.
He was dead. Why did Mao do this? However, he decisively put down the phone, which made me feel so miserable that I couldn't express my feelings.
Can I just ignore the dirty tricks?
No! Whether it's for Duoduo or this bad friend I've known for less than a few months, I can't stay out of it and run away as if nothing is wrong. If I become a soy sauce party and just pass by, then my conscience will definitely be
I can't forgive myself either. Relationships between people are often mutual. If people treat me sincerely, I will treat them with all my heart and soul.
Well, I'm not free and easy, I'm just like this, and I probably won't be able to change it in this life.
I didn’t want to think about anything else. I got to Jiangcheng first. I told the taxi driver to change the route and go to Jiangcheng. The driver was a little unhappy and said why the route was changed with just a phone call? After saying a few words, I agreed to add money, and he
Give up.
Jiangcheng is a city that I am relatively familiar with, because I have spent no less than two years here in total. Of course, like many people who have experienced the same thing as me, I mostly lived in industrial parks in the suburbs.
In the urban village, I don’t have much experience of the prosperous side of the city. This world is theirs and ours, but at the end of the day, the saying of the rich is not good-looking, but it is reality.
When I arrived in Jiangcheng, I found a hotel to stay in an area a little away from the city. Then I checked the phone number of a car rental company online and booked a small car, BYD, which was relatively cheap. After much thinking, I found almost no clues.
, finally decided to start with Dongfangxing Nightclub.
I basically don’t have much relevant professional knowledge, but I’ve never eaten pork, I’ve seen pigs running around, and I’ve watched a lot of underground party and police movies, so I can do it to some extent. So I changed into ordinary clothes and bought black-rimmed eyes.
, a wig and some cosmetics to transform yourself into a standard otaku image.
I went to the car rental company to pick up the car. I walked all the way to the port, parked the car diagonally opposite the nightclub, and then quietly watched the confusing night as night fell. The climate in Jiangcheng is subtropical. If not
It was windy, but it wasn't actually too cold. Of course, even if it was cold, it couldn't stop men and women looking for excitement gathering like flies in the blurry night, squandering their youth, money and power in this gold-selling cave.
I told myself that the more difficult and dangerous the situation, the more I need to calm down.
I quietly think about other things, allowing my mind to be in a peaceful state without being upset.
It was dark at night, and the streets with people coming and going began to become deserted, and the nightclub was already shining with lights and resplendent. At 11:30 in the evening, I opened the door and got out of the car, and then walked in. There was a row of etiquette girls at the door, sapphire blue.
The cheongsam was slit up to the legs, and I saluted enthusiastically. I told the waiter who came up to me that I had made an appointment with a friend and went by myself, and then went straight to the second floor. I don’t know if Liu Ming, the security director here, was here last time.
It was a haunted office, but I had no choice but to take a gamble and avoid a few waiters delivering drinks, then walk over and push the door open.
Liu Ming was not here, but there was a big fat man in front of the computer, using one-finger meditation, and his huge fat fingers were tapping on the keyboard, as if he was busy with something. I don't see many such burly and fat people.
, so the impression was very deep, and I remembered it immediately.
His name is Wei Momo.
The fat man Wei Momo looked like he had done something wrong. When he saw someone coming in, he hurriedly fiddled with the mouse and keyboard for a while, and then he raised his head. When he saw me, he was surprised and asked, "Why did you get in here? I didn't move."
She closed the door seductively, and then said with a smile, do you still know me? Wei Momo laughed, scratching the back of her head which was full of fat folds, and said how could she not remember, you are Zhong Kui who catches ghosts, and Yan Chixia who catches monsters,
I heard from my boss that this damn girl Minxiang was raising ghosts and almost killed us. Thanks to you and Master Xiao, this disaster was resolved.
I moved a bench and sat in front of him. Seeing his uneasy expression, I asked what he was doing just now.
He chuckled, with a fat look on his face, and said it was nothing, nothing. When he saw that I was smiling but not smiling, he honestly said that he was video chatting with a soft girl online. The girl's name was Bubble, and she praised him for being strong and tall.
I wanted to date him. I laughed, chatted with him for a few words, and asked him how long it had been since he last saw Master Xiao. He reacted at this time and looked at me warily, opening and closing his mouth.
Look at him calmly and ask, is there anything you can't say?
He scratched his head and said that it was not impossible to say that Master Xiao was very easy-going and treated them well without any airs. Several brothers in the nightclub liked him very much. But last week, a man came to the big boss.
Thai people, this old guy was so sinister, he looked cold. As a result, the next day Master Xiao was not seen here to find Ushnina and the two sisters. When someone asked, Boss Liu was hanged.
Once the gag order was issued, I didn’t dare to mention it again.
Thai people? I was very sensitive to such a word from Wei Momo's mouth.
Thailand is also known as Siam. When many people think of this country, the first thing they think of is words like "transvestite", "Muay Thai", "tourism", "Buddhist country" and so on. But for me, I immediately thought of a long-lost place. The word "head-lowering technique" has become popular. With the popularity of Thai horror movies in China, this thing has gradually entered the field of vision of most people, and is even more famous than poison. In Southeast Asia and other places, it is almost a common phenomenon. Head down and discoloration.
Investigating its principle, in fact, the head-dropping technique, like poison, is a part of black witchcraft. It uses special silverfish or poison as an introduction, or uses the power of the spiritual world (such as ghosts) to control the individual being cast. Constructing information based on horoscope names and related items can harm people’s lives.
The principle of head-lowering technique lies in the application of pharmacology, spiritual application, and macroscopic connection, which is almost the same as poison.
However, Southeast Asia is densely covered with tropical rainforests and has a hot and humid climate that easily breeds silverfish, snakes and ants. Moreover, the people are not well educated and generally ignorant, so this thing is very popular. Black magic is about inheritance, but it is also about practice, and true knowledge comes from practice. , there are also masters, so generally speaking, there are many times more masters from Southeast Asia than from the harmonious China.
A person like this should be here to deal with miscellaneous things.
They are also here to deal with me.
When I thought of this, I became even more worried. If Zamao Xiaodao was directly held at gunpoint and captured, then that would be it. At most, he would just stay in a small dark room for a few days and suffer some torture. If there really is such a Thailand If someone takes action, and that guy happens to be the one I guessed to be a head-turning master, then Shamao Xiaodao will inevitably suffer some torture such as human experiments. When I think of the torture in the Thai movie "The Art of the Devil" I have seen before, I I shuddered in my heart.
Fundamentally speaking, practicing the head-lowering technique basically destroys humanity. This is almost the same as the bacterial experiment of Japan's 731 Unit.
Just as he was talking, the door of the office was pushed open from the outside, and a person walked in.
It's Liu Ming, the security director.
He was stunned when he saw me. He was not happy to see me again after a long absence, but had a wary look on his face. He walked up to me, his muscles tensed, and he pretended to greet me. When he turned his head and passed by, I could see his eyelids moving. Obviously, I could see his eyelids moving. , the big fat security guard didn’t know, but Brother Liu, whom I always called affectionately, did know some details. He was nervous because he was trying to figure out how to catch me so that he could collect the reward from his master.
I finally confirmed that the one who captured Xiao Keming was Uncle Duan.
After saying a few words, Liu Ming suddenly burst into flames and used the one-tap technique used by the army to defeat the enemy, and rushed towards me. I was well prepared, jumped out of the way, and closed the door first to isolate the noisy music DJ outside. He made a sound, and then whipped his legs to suppress Liu Ming, who was charging forward.
There was a "pop" sound, Liu Ming rubbed his hands and looked at me with some surprise, obviously he didn't expect that I would have such skill.
You know, he is a proud former PLA special forces soldier, and he has received the harshest military training, although it is unreasonable. Although the feasting and feasting has worn away his sharpness and increased his belly, he is still a little afraid of such a result. He believed that he had such great strength and agility. His eyes were condensed, like broken glass shards, and he said: "I didn't expect Master Lu Zuo to have such skills."
I was silent for ten seconds, and then silently recited a few curse words.
I smiled and said to him: "I know that Xiao Keming owed money here last time, why did you ask me to come over and show my skills? Do you know what my skills are?" He shook his head, confused. I smiled,
They say that my force value is not high, but I do know a little bit about heretics. Momo, cover your boss's mouth. I'm afraid he will feel pain and bite off his tongue...
After saying that, I raised my right hand and snapped my fingers.
The pain I suffered when I was poisoned by the golden silkworm Gu at the beginning was the kind of pain I described as the pain of ten broken ribs. It swept over the man in front of me like a tide who had been forged in the furnace of the army.
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