The shopkeeper pointed to the image on the screen and showed it to me. Because it was night, almost eleven or twelve o'clock, and it was in a dark place, the view was not very detailed. I could vaguely see four or five suits.
The men were scattered in the courtyard, checking something around the Audi A4 we drove in. There were two black deck cars next to them, the engines were not turned off, and there seemed to be people inside.
In order to prevent someone from breaking in and stealing, there are two surveillance cameras in the yard of the scrap yard. They intersect without blind spots. The shopkeeper quickly called up another picture and compared it carefully. He found that these men in suits all had Asian faces, or at least not at all.
As for us Chinese, if we look at it, we don't seem to have the unique and weird temperament of vampires. Instead, we look more like a security company or an organized society, which is what everyone calls the underworld.
I was a little confused, and asked, could it be that these people are not here to come to Will, but to come to cause trouble for us? Hey, we have been making money in harmony recently, and we have not offended anyone?
I was confused, and suddenly I felt something strange behind me. When I turned around, I found that Zamao Xiaodao, who had been meditating with his eyes closed just now, had stood behind me without knowing it, with his left hand behind his back and his right hand stroking his chin.
He said: "It has nothing to do with us. The person who came here should be the agent of the vampires who are hunting Will."
What is an agent? We know that although the vampires live a long time and have extremely strong resilience, which allows them to survive tenaciously in this world, there are gains and losses. They cannot appear during the day, especially on a sunny day.
, has an inherent disadvantage. Under the rule of the Inquisition that experienced the Black Middle Ages, it has basically retreated behind the scenes, hidden underground, and handed over its own power to a group of humans who have taken refuge in the vampires.
These humans who clearly know that the vampires are aliens but work for them for their own benefit are called agents.
I was a little surprised why Zamao Xiaodao was so sure, and asked why? He pointed to a detail on the screen and said look at this. We followed his finger and looked over, and saw that the rear window of a car on the left had been rolled down.
, showing half of his face.
"Foreigner?" the shopkeeper said softly, and then zoomed in on the screen. When I saw this guy's blurry face, I nodded. At this moment, the guy who appeared here was a foreigner, even if he was not a vampire.
, which has an inseparable relationship with Wang Tofu and the group of stowaways.
Understanding this, the shopkeeper immediately picked up the landline at hand, dialed Cao Yanjun's landline, and asked him where he was now.
Cao Yanjun said it was a coincidence. He had just returned to the bureau and was going to eat supper. Then those who were supposed to be on the night shift were on duty and those who were supposed to go home went to sleep. The shopkeeper immediately told him not to close the team yet, but to take the people directly through.
His scrap station came to support him, and those guys from before have now followed him.
Cao Yanjun, who was discussing with his team members what to eat for midnight snacks, heard the news and cursed "fuck you" loudly on the other end of the phone, and then began to give orders and summon the troops.
While the shopkeeper was on the phone, Zamao Xiaodao and I had already studied the enemies following us. Except for the foreigner hiding in the car who seemed to have some strength, the others were basically just enemies that could be defeated with one move, but look at that
His waist is bulging, and he seems to be carrying weapons. The knives are okay, and the skill of picking up a sword with bare hands is not a joke, but if it is a gun, the bullets don't have holes, so you really have to be careful.
After the shopkeeper put down the phone, the guys in the yard were already walking towards the warehouse. The rear doors of the two cars also opened, and two foreigners, a man and a woman, came out. The man was a young man in his twenties.
, looks like the creamy high school student in "American Pie", and the other girl is about the same age as him, but looks like that - Zamao Xiaodao couldn't help but slap his thighs and shout excitedly when he saw her.
: "Fuck you, Ocean Horse!"
It is no exaggeration to say that apart from the big stars I see on the Hollywood screen, this one is the most beautiful foreign woman I can see in real life. She has a very three-dimensional beautiful face and a straight nose.
It shows the perseverance of this woman, and the slightly upturned pink lips bloom like flowers, which also vividly reflects the cuteness and beauty of the woman. The skin is as smooth as gelatin, like a doll, and the wavy hair is the most beautiful golden color. As for the figure, it is really
Her chest is straight, her butt is lifted, her waist is lifted, her height is almost as high as mine, and she has a standard Yangma figure.
Zamao Xiaodao and I both looked at this angelic foreign beauty carefully and greedily. Zhao Zhonghua rushed to the entrance of the basement passage, turned the compass next to him, and the heavy steel gate moved silently bit by bit, moving the door we just moved.
The entrance was sealed tightly, even if a grenade was thrown, it would not be able to get in.
Seeing this solid passage, I sighed: "Old Zhao, you really have the virtue of a thief. Forget about digging a hole in the ground, you dug it so deep and dug it so solidly. But why do you think you are so self-proclaimed?"
A dead end? With the strength of those guys outside, Lao Xiao and I can handle it in minutes without you taking action..."
Zhao Zhonghua checked the entrance of the passage and found that it was still solid. He turned around and said, "Lu Zuo, don't you think there is something fishy here? After Wang Tofu's defeat, they must have known that you are a difficult guy.
Now they actually sent a few ignorant men in suits and two little vampires who were still young. There must be something behind this. Will is still recovering from his injuries, and Zhou Bo is exhausted. Apart from this place in my basement,
There is a hole behind the door on the left, which leads directly to the river behind me. We have sealed the main entrance here. If we want to deal with these guys, we must ambush them from behind to be invincible..."
The shopkeeper took us to the side door. There was indeed a crawling passage leading to the back of the scrap station.
Seeing that the guys in the monitor had begun to quietly pry open the door, we no longer hesitated and entered the small room. We saw that the fat bug had penetrated into Will's body and was activating his body functions. We still didn't know how long it would take for him to recover.
, we briefly discussed it and decided that Zamao Xiaoyao and I would go out from the tunnel and ambush the enemy from behind, while Duoduo, because she could freely enter and exit through the blocked passage, cooperated with the shopkeeper here.
To prevent unexpected situations from happening - as for Mr. Tiger Cat...
Zamao Xiaodao asked the adults what they wanted to do. The dead fat hen lying on the bed turned over, looked tired, yawned and said: "You can just take care of these little bastards yourself, why bother?"
Me? Ah... I went to Jiangcheng during the day and I’m so sleepy, I need to sleep first!”
After saying this, the fat hen actually closed her eyes again and went to sleep peacefully.
Mr. Tiger Cat couldn't be of much help at this moment, so we ignored this guy, packed up the equipment we carried with us, and crawled out quickly from the side door passage. This distance was not too long.
Far away, we soon heard the gentle sound of water flowing. When we lifted up, fine pieces of soil fell down from above our heads.
Xiaoyao, Zamao Xiaodao and I climbed out of the tunnel one after another, shook the dirt off our bodies, looked at the scrap station not far away, and the lonely lights further away, took a deep breath, and felt the cool night breeze.
There was a bitter dampness in our chest, and after moving our hands and feet, we dispersed our formation and quickly moved towards the scrap station.
Soon I came behind the wall of the scrapyard. There was a smell in the air that was not very good. I walked around the wall and came to the front door. I found that the two cars were still in the yard and the fires were not extinguished.
The two drivers inside had their windows open and were talking across the car, and there were faint sounds coming from them.
The car we drove parked next to us, but they didn't move because they were afraid that the sirens would sound and alert others.
I lowered myself as low as possible, took a deep breath, and suddenly ran from the door to the back of one of the cars. Then I squatted and moved towards the cab. When I got to the front, I tried the door and locked it.
Then he knocked on the car door lightly and made a little noise. The driver was surprised and stuck his head out to take a look. As a result, I, who had been waiting here for a long time, acted like a cheetah that had been peeping for a long time. I quickly took action and grabbed the driver.
The guy's neck, while he was shouting, a pair of thumbs pressed on the aorta in his neck. As soon as the strength was released, the person fainted.
Seeing movement here, the driver of the other car immediately became alert. He was about to sound the horn to warn, but found that he could no longer move his hands and was stiff and weak. When he looked down, he saw a beautiful girl squeezing in at some point.
When I got out of the car, I stretched out my hand and squeezed his arm. With such a gentle squeeze, he couldn't use any force at all.
He opened his mouth and tried to scream in fear, but was hit hard on the back of his head. He leaned forward and then collapsed on the seat.
I walked to the front of the car, gave a thumbs up to the little demon in the car, and said softly: "Beautiful!"
The little demon pouted, looking proud as if "who cares about you?"
At this time, Zamao Xiaodao had already arrived at the door. He lay down by the open iron door and looked inside. Xiao Yao and I quietly approached. Zamao Xiaodao made a gesture without looking back, indicating that there were two people at the door.
While holding hands, we expressed our knowledge, relaxed our pace, and walked slowly over. When we got to the door, I also looked inside through the gap and found that the two little foreigners were talking to someone at the entrance of the passage, and other people
They were discussing in low voices.
I squeezed the ghost sword in my hand tightly and prepared to fight inside. But at this moment, I felt something was wrong on the top of my head. When I looked up, wow, what a big bat!