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Chapter 1133 The Three Lights Society being used

It's nine o'clock at night, in a sparsely populated town in Laomo District.

In recent decades, Lao Mo has been in the middle of a civil war, and many places have been baptized by war. The same goes for this small town, which has been affected by war countless times.

Most of the houses in the town are dilapidated, and some collapsed buildings still have many bullet holes. Most of the residents here are used to it. Except for some who escaped, the rest have become numb to the war.

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Eighteen members of the Three Lights Society were hiding in a dilapidated iron house in the small town. Candles were lit in the room, the windows were blocked with wooden boards, and the door was also locked to isolate the firelight from the room.

In the dim candlelight, some young people drank beer and boasted; some gathered together to play poker; some gathered together, watching movies for adults with mobile phones without Internet access. For this age group

For people like this, this kind of life is not stressful, but rather a bit free and unrestrained.

Young and frivolous, I don't know what danger is.

At the same time, in the relatively clean room next door, Zheng Guang was lying on a hard wooden bed, holding his mobile phone and looking at the photos on the screen.

That photo was a screenshot of a live broadcast. Above it was a wall with a few big words spray-painted in red: "Three Lights Society, revenge must be taken! There are a lot of psychotropic drugs hidden here!"

Zheng Guang frowned and couldn't help but mutter: "CNM's... just pretend to be me, the handwriting is so ugly!"

Zheng Guang felt a surge of anger in his heart. He didn't know who he was, using the name of the Sanguang Society, doing evil outside, being morally corrupt and insane!

They have been hiding here since they escaped from the bar. They have never returned to Longcheng at all, and the writing on the wall cannot be written by them. Although Zheng Guang is not a great detective, he can understand after seeing this picture.

Someone here is obviously blaming the Sanguang Society! Put a shit basin on their heads!

It's not very harmful, but it's extremely humiliating! Zheng Guangqi's hemorrhoids almost didn't burst!

Zheng Guang put down his cell phone and touched his bare forehead. He felt that there was something strange about this incident. The explosion in the bar last time was also very strange! Inexplicably, who threw the grenade?

Things were piled up one after another, as if there was an invisible big hand behind his back, pushing him forward.

"The one who rides on the horse..."

The more Zheng Guang thought about it, the angrier he became. He turned over and sat up, walked to the table, picked up the mineral water, and took two gulps.

After calming down a little, Zheng Guang continued to think about this matter in his mind.

"Creak!"

After thinking for a long time, Zheng Guang sat back on the wooden bed. While smoking, he grabbed a handful of bullets from the box beside the bed and loaded them one by one into the magazine.

"Click!"

After it was full, Zheng Guang stuffed the magazine back, put the pistol on his waist, and covered it with his clothes.

"Bang!"

Zheng Guang opened the door and left his room. The sound of closing the door attracted the attention of other people in the living room. Everyone's eyes turned over and fell on him.

Zheng Guang turned to a young man in his twenties and shouted: "Xiaohuo, come here and go out with me."

"Okay." Xiao Huo didn't hesitate, patted his butt, stood up, and walked over quickly.

Although he is not very old, he has a very flexible mind and has been with Zheng Guang for a long time, so he can be regarded as his right-hand man.

Zheng Guang then ordered the others: "I'm going out to do some errands. You all stay here honestly. Don't run around and don't let me shine. Even if you go out to poop, do it in the dark for me! Blind poop."

! Lao Lu, keep an eye on them for me. I’ll be back in two or three hours and take you with me.”

"Don't worry, brother!" A slightly older young man nodded.

After finishing his instructions, Zheng Guang left the tin room with Xiao Huo and got into a dilapidated van parked outside.

This car has not been moved for several days, and there is a lot of dust on it.

Xiaohuo turned on the engine and turned to look at Zheng Guang, who was sitting in the back seat: "Brother, where are you going?"

Zheng Guang pointed out: "You drive forward."

Xiao Huo stepped on the accelerator and the car slowly drove forward. After a while, the car drove to the corner of the street. Zheng Guang found a position with a better view and said, "Stop."

Xiao Huo was startled: "What's wrong, brother?"

Zheng Guang urged: "Stop when I ask you to stop. Just stay in the car for a while. Remember, no matter what happens outside, don't go out!"

Xiao Huo reacted quickly and turned around and asked: "Brother, do you suspect that there is something at home..."

Zheng Guang frowned and waved his hand to interrupt Xiao Huo: "Don't worry about it."

Xiaohuo stopped saying anything, parked the car on the side of the road, turned off the engine and lights, and waited quietly with Zheng Guang.

The entire street was very quiet, except for the occasional barking of dogs. A few cars drove by on the road from time to time, but not many.

Almost an hour later, the door of the iron room was gently pushed open, and a young man under Zheng Guang, wearing a black T-shirt and a peaked cap, quietly slipped out. He looked around for a long time, then walked to the intersection and stretched out his hand to stop someone.

A passing black car.

The car window slowly rolled down, and an old black man was sitting in the car, shouting to the young man in English: "Where are you going?"

The young man named a place, and Lao Hei stretched out two fingers and quoted a very exaggerated price.

At this moment, the young man suddenly felt someone slap him hard on his back. He suddenly turned around and found Zheng Guang standing behind him, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Zheng Guang looked at the young man and asked expressionlessly: "What are you going to do?"

The young man had come to his senses and replied without changing his expression: "What are you doing...Brother, didn't you leave?"

Zheng Guang glanced at him: "I'm waiting for someone, why did you come out?"

The young man looked at Zheng Guang's face and explained calmly: "I'm going out to buy something."

"Oh." Zheng Guang nodded and suddenly asked: "Did you bring your mobile phone? Let me use it."

"Bring it!" The young man stared at Zheng Guang closely, and at the same time reached into his pocket.

The two looked at each other with different expressions.

The driver of the black car behind him was still shouting: "Hey, are you still sitting down?"



At the same time, the Longcheng General Bureau compound.

Su Tianyu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the office, with his hands behind his back, looking out at the brightly lit city streets. After thinking for a long time, he turned to Gu Baishun, who was sitting on the sofa next to him, and said, "You can find someone with good business skills.

Talk to him."

Hearing this, Gu Baishun couldn't help but be stunned, and subconsciously asked: "Didn't Tan Mingchao say... that he would come to mediate?"

Su Tianyu sighed: "Sigh... I feel like he can't adjust it, so we should do it ourselves."

Hearing this, Gu Baishun nodded slightly.

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