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Chapter 295 Quiet Night

"Why are you so dazed? Did someone beat you up with a stick? Wipe up the blood and don't wipe the car with me."

I took the towel, wiped the blood on my arm haphazardly, and couldn't help but ask: "Brother Wang, you mean... our chance encounter that day was also planned in advance?"

"Do you know how to use words? Have you ever gone to school? Encounter is used to describe men and women. Between the two of us, it can only be called an encounter!"

"Brother Wang, you are highly educated. If you say we meet, we will meet. I won't pursue the gun matter. Now I just want to know what is going on with all this? Who is the boss you are talking about, and where are we going now?

?”

He frowned and said: "Don't worry, the person you want to see can be seen at night. I don't know the specific details. I only know that several high-level officials of the Wolf Gang have been controlled."

"What??"

"So fast!!"

"How could it be so fast? I thought it would take three days at the earliest!" I said excitedly.

At this time, Ajie, a man in a trench coat sitting in the passenger seat, spoke.

"It must have been the word from a certain big shot above. The gang's network of connections is very deep. In the past, if there was any trouble, they would ventilate it in advance. This time, they took action without saying a word."

"What about Boss Hou? Where's Hou Jinhai?" I asked.

He shook his head: "I don't know."

My heart is beating loudly.

It was too fast, faster than I expected. I thought it would take three days or a week, but I never thought it would only be one day!!

Is this what King Ikaruga is capable of doing?

The old scholar is also the Turtle Dove King. Jiu Qingshui Zhu Baozhao is still serving prison time. He escaped with his head from that kind of mass killing, and escaped without any sequelae. He even left without being noticed.

Wonderful Bird.

In an instant, my previous sense of strategizing turned into a sense of fear.

If the turtle dove flies over slowly or follows the process, I won't be afraid.

The problem now is that the turtle dove overreacted, rather like a frightened bird.

The smelly cauldron with the word "ying" from Heituo Mountain was so attractive that King Turtle Dove parachuted into Shuozhou after smelling the smell. In this case, he was afraid that big fish and small fish would eat it in one bite.

Once the turtle dove lands on my head, it may involve my head or even the entire northern faction.

No...something has to be done.

Thinking of this, I quickly took out my phone.

"Fat man, have you left?"

"No, brother, I'm still at Miss Qin's house. Aren't I waiting for you?"

"Wait while I make chicken feathers! You hurry up and leave! Leave as soon as it gets dark! Take Qin Yueyue with you! Don't take anything with you!"

"Nothing? We don't want it?"

"It's not that I don't want to! It depends on the situation! You are also a veteran! Don't you understand the basic principle of dividing people and goods?"

The fat man on the other end of the phone immediately said: "Brother, where do you mean I will take Miss Qin to?"

"Whatever! The further away from Shuozhou the better, go to the south! If not, go to your hometown Nanping first!"

"What should I do, Old Huang?"

"When is it! It's imminent! Leave the hell alone, Huang!"

"Fat man, listen to me. Lao Huang wanted to collude with me to get rid of you! This way, there will be one less person to share the money with! Now he is half dead! Once things go bad, he will be the scapegoat for both of us.

?Understand?”

The fat man fell silent after hearing this.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment, and after more than a minute, the fat man sighed: "Hey, brother... I know everything."

I was stunned for a few seconds.

"Fat man, people die for money, and birds die for food. The three of us have our own little thoughts. Sometimes we know each other's little thoughts, but we have to pretend not to know. In this way, no matter where we meet in the future, everyone will

We can still be friends.”

"Understood brother."

I further lowered my voice and said, "Just understand. It's just for one or two days. If nothing happens, we will split the money half and half. If something happens, you and I will not come to Shuozhou, let alone go to Black Tuo Mountain."

It was all done by Lao Huang, and we didn’t know him at all.”

"Even if the corpse poison is cured, there are still side effects. Sometimes death may be a relief."

"Mobile phone, clothes, including bowls and chopsticks for eating. Fatty, you have been in the world for a long time, you should know what to do."

"I know...I know brother."

"Then you can leave tonight, and we'll contact you when things settle down. Remember my words, don't take anything away yet."

After the phone call was over, I felt a little more relaxed.

What does it feel like to kill someone? I don't know because I haven't tried it.

.....

Around eight o'clock in the evening, the taxi drove into a rural area. I didn't know exactly what village it was. I just remember passing by the cool water tower, the landmark building in Shentou Town, and then drove south.

After getting out of the car, I looked around at the dark lights. It was very quiet. I couldn't even hear the barking of dogs around me. I could only see a few weak lights scattered at the foot of the mountain.

Brother Wang took me to a red brick house. He opened the iron door and said, "It's very safe here. You can stay here tonight. I have something urgent to do and go back to the city. Ajie will stay with you."

"Brother Wang, where is the person you are talking about?"

"When someone comes over, it takes time. If he says he wants to see you, he will definitely see you. Just wait patiently."

Then Brother Wang turned around and drove away in the taxi, leaving only me and this man in a trench coat named Ajie.

There was nothing in the bungalow, it was empty except for two broken stools.

It was nightfall, it was the twelfth lunar month of winter, and the house was a little cold, so I suggested going to the back of the house to collect dry wood for a fire, at least there would be some light.

He agreed, and soon we had a fire going.

"You and Brother Wang are almost the same age. Can I call you Brother Jie?"

He nodded and leaned against the brick wall with his eyes closed to meditate.

I took off my bloody clothes and wanted him to help me see if the stab wound on my back was serious.

He opened his eyes, glanced at it, and said, "No need for stitches, no one can die."

I nodded and said, "Brother Wang, do you want you to accompany me or monitor me? I won't run away."

After that, I handed over a cigarette and he reached out to take it.

I noticed one detail when he was taking the cigarette.

I asked cautiously: "Do you still have that baseball bat on you?"

He stood up, spread his hands, turned around, shook his pants and said, "Where is the stick on me?"

I pointed to the windbreaker he was wearing and said, "I spent some time in a mental hospital before, and there I knew an old man who could do this with his hands. If I guessed correctly, it should be on his back."

The other party laughed when he heard this.

"Sure, young man, your eyesight is so good that most people can't guess it."

After that, he took off his windbreaker, and I was very happy to see him.

You guessed it right, no wonder his posture was a little weird when he took my cigarette.

I saw the one-meter-long baseball bat firmly "glued" to his back.

In fact, the front end of the stick is "clamped" by the shoulder blades and back muscles.

As soon as the muscles relax, it will slide down smoothly, so he could pull out a baseball bat with his backhand before, like a magic trick out of thin air.

It's easy to say, but difficult to do. The important thing is that the back muscles must be strong enough. He doesn't look strong, almost as thin as me, but the muscle lines under the outline of the clothes are very conspicuous.

I've said that some "spicy thieves" used to do this trick. They would wear a robe, touch something with their left hand, and move without moving. They could transfer the thing to their right hand along the cuff. No matter how they searched, they couldn't find the thing because the position of the thing was always there.

In a rapid change, you touch your chest, and the thing is transferred to your back. Then you turn around and touch your back, and then it is transferred to your armpit. This is grafting. When you go up a level, it is apparating, taking the stolen stuff.

Things are instantly transferred to the people around you.

"Brother Jie, can you tell me about the past of your Wolf Gang? I heard rumors that after Hou Wanwan was ransacked and shot, he actually hid a lot of money somewhere."

Holding the cigarette in one hand, he thought for a while and said: "That happened twenty years ago. At that time, only 6 million was confiscated from the house. The rest was hidden elsewhere. There were probably tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars in cash.

, mainly small yellow croakers, five to six tons.”

"Five or six tons!! Gold bars??"

"Well, yes, there are a few shelves of bronzes, antique agate jade, etc. I don't understand those, and I don't know the specific number."

He flicked the ashes of his cigarette and said, "Young boy Hou was one year younger than Tian Sanjiu when he came to power. What does he rely on? It's not just money. Spend money to buy a sunny road out."

"Brother Jie, do you still know Tian Sanjiu?"

He smiled and said: "We know each other. We drank several times before. He has strong organizational skills, so he was already the boss at that time, while I was still a thug at that time."

I slapped my thigh and said excitedly: "What a coincidence! Then we are a family!"

He looked at me with strange eyes and said, "I don't even know your name? How come we are a family?"

"Tian Sanjiu and I are close friends! We have a life-long friendship! He is my eldest brother! And you are his friend! Then aren't we two family members?"

"Brother! I'm smoking!"

He waved his hand to refuse and suddenly sighed: "Hey... I haven't seen him for many years. He has completely mixed up. His class is different. Now that we meet, everyone will definitely be willing to have a drink with me."

"That's not possible! Brother Tian is not that kind of person! I know him! What he values ​​most is his friends!"

"What's your name?"

"Xiang Yunfeng."

"Is this your real name?"

I nodded.

He looked at the fire and asked me calmly: "Is there anyone you care about? If you die here tonight and no one can find you, will you feel regretful?"

I broke off the dry wood and was about to throw it into the fire. When I heard this, my face changed slightly.

After throwing away the firewood, I lowered my head and whispered: "I have regrets, but I don't want to say them."


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