It was late at night, and the thick darkness slowly swallowed up the stars like the bloody mouth of a giant beast.
Dark clouds slowly moved into the sky above.
It seems like it's going to rain.
It was almost midnight at this moment, and although some night wanderers were still wandering around sporadically in various brightly lit nightclubs, the streets in the city still seemed much empty.
Ouyang Yilan walked slowly on the road wearing a black coat, holding the collar on both sides with one hand to hide her mouth.
"I also want to take action directly. But it's impossible. I can only kill one or two, and then they may all escape. At that time, it may also cause their revenge, causing them to hurt you, or hurt Hu Min and others.
It's not good... But you have to be careful, don't let them catch you, otherwise it will be obvious at a glance that you have something to do with me. Don't take action when it is inconvenient, you must knock it down with one blow and let him
People only need to suspect other Poker members or other supernatural beings to cause trouble. Don’t take it lightly. As long as they don’t confirm that it’s me, I don’t think they’ll be able to attack us directly!”
Walking almost like a cat-walk against the wall, Ouyang Yilan covered her mouth and whispered, "Although they wouldn't have guessed that I had reinforcements based on my personality, there may be invisible instruments that can counter you.
Be sure to remember to act according to circumstances!”
Ouyang Yilan repeatedly warned, but if someone uses anti-stealth equipment to investigate, they will find that there is no one around Ouyang Yilan at all!
As if talking to herself, she strolled along the side of the road and took a slow walk next to the wall.
Much like a ghost wandering in the night, muttering to himself. If anyone saw Ouyang Yilan, who was dressed in black and had her face covered, they would probably be frightened and even frightened.
You can't even tell if you're going to piss yourself off.
What about Zhang Deshuai?
He is in the wall... to be more precise, it should be said that one of his invisible ears is slightly exposed on the wall to listen to Ouyang Yilan's words, while his whole body is walking in the wall!
It looks like a very weird scene. A person is actually walking inside a solid concrete brick wall. This is completely unbelievable!
However, this was indeed the case. At this time, he was walking through the wall leisurely.
However, all he saw was the red bricks that had been spliced together by solid concrete in front of his eyes and felt like they were touching!
Although the penetrating wall technique can pass through any solid object, it does not mean that the field of vision will also be broadened. Obstacles are still obstacles. Even if you have the power to pass through them, your field of vision cannot be seen through. If you really want to see far away
In terms of specific changes to the solid wall, it may be necessary to add the ability of clairvoyance that is only possessed by the divine body!
"Left." Ouyang Yilan turned a corner aimlessly and whispered in the direction of Zhang Deshuai.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Deshuai turned around without saying a word.
"Okay, someone has appeared in the blind spot, but it will disappear soon. At three o'clock, about 300 meters away, there is a man in black leather sitting at a stall eating dinner. Hurry up. Take cover immediately after you are done. I will be there in ten minutes
Come over and see you then!"
Zhang Deshuai nodded and left Ouyang Yilan in an instant.
After passing a few streets, he slowly emerged from a dark and deserted alley. The opponent's target was only Ouyang Yilan, and his attention was definitely on her. As long as he stayed away from her, the probability of being discovered by those people would be much lower.
He took out the dagger, weighed it a few times, and hid it in his cuff. Zhang Deshuai carefully made more plans for his escape, and then started to trot following the target.
This is a small mobile casserole shop. There are several small coal stoves burning briquettes on an old-looking trolley, and the casseroles on it are steaming hot.
There are three four-corner tables behind the trolley. Business is pretty good at the moment. Two quilts are being pushed together. Around the table are several young men and women eating casseroles and talking nonsense, adding a bit of life to the quiet, slightly depressing night.
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There was only a man in a black leather jacket on the other table, slowly picking up the rice noodles while keeping his eyes staring into the distance, as if he was smelling something, and his nose twitched a few times.
However, he was probably hindered by the steaming heat of the casserole and the smell of the rich soup inside. He stood up and glanced at the men and women for a few times, then walked a little further and took a few deep breaths, and then took a deep breath.
There was a smile on the gentle face, his hands were put into the pockets of his jeans, and then he sat back down.
"What? Sir, is this casserole not delicious?" The stall owner was a simple and honest middle-aged man. Seeing the man go and come back, he hurriedly sat down next to the man and asked with a smile since he had no customers to entertain.
"It tastes good." The man responded by taking out a napkin and wiping his nose. After thinking about it, he simply took another napkin and covered his nose. He took a few mouthfuls of steaming rice noodles with chopsticks in his right hand and said with a smile, "It's a cold day.
Yes, it would be nice to have a bowl of casserole like this."
"Haha, I started a small business just because of the cold weather. At least I can make a profit." The stall owner smiled honestly, glanced at the men and women at the other two tables, suddenly rolled his eyes, and leaned forward slightly.
, smiled and whispered to the man who was looking over with some doubts: "Sir, actually I don't want to do this job for a long time. But there is no way, there is no way out. I think your outfit is not suitable for cold weather.
When you come out for a walk, are you watching the show for others..."
Seeing that the man's expression was slightly stern, and his expression was not only doubtful, but also a little wary. The stall owner kept his distance as far as possible, laughed twice, and said solemnly: "Sir, don't mind, I am a rough man, and I can't speak like that."
Be a bit polite... But I’m serious. Looking at your appearance and outfit, you look like you’re a gangster! Could it be that you’re not?”
The man was stunned for a moment, then recovered and shook his head with a chuckle, but there was a hint of disdain and contempt in his eyes. He put down the napkin, covered his nose with another one, and smiled at the stall owner: "No."
"Haha, I understand." The stall owner nodded complacently, but his eyes suddenly flashed with a kind of introverted light deep in the pupils that was different from the honest expression, "You are so impressive, how could you be a little brother?"
People! You have to be a big brother no matter what!"
"Haha, big brother...boss, I'm eating a casserole, and if you ask around, there must be something wrong?" The men and women over there suddenly stopped, and a non-mainstream young man with yellow hair said disdainfully
He glanced at the man and said sarcastically: "Brother...it's a joke, I don't know the boss of Qiandao!"
"Haha, you brag!" The girl with an afro wearing black stockings next to her laughed loudly, "Wang Chaojie, stop bragging! You're just hanging out with Brother Lin Ming! That's your shitty luck.
In high school, you can meet Brother Lin Ming to visit his younger brother, otherwise how would you get on the line?"
"Hey, Amao, don't tell me, Chaojie is doing well! Do you know what our brother Ming is doing now? Let me tell you, the store protection fees for this area will now be handed over to him! Business
There are half the shops on the street! Hum, are you scared? That’s right, he has become the boss of Ping An District these days!” Another young man in a suit with a Korean-pop haircut said.
That Wang Chaojie smiled, but pretended to be reserved and coughed a few times. He glanced at the man who was covering his nose a few more times, turned around and pressed his fingers with his hand, saying: "Ling Min, keep a low profile, let's keep a low profile. Maybe the boss can
Are you going to get ahead by following that gentleman?"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"Puch...you are too humorous..."
A group of men and women laughed unbridled, and then seemed to have the momentum to leave. Wang Chaojie stood up and dug into the back pocket of his jeans.
It seemed that he was being ridiculed by several juniors. The stall owner looked at the man with an embarrassed expression, but his eyes were somewhat thoughtful. In vain, when he saw the yellow-haired boy's actions, his expression changed quickly and his eyes suddenly started to spin.
"Haha. Damn?" The man shook his head with a smile, looked at the stall owner's steady steps, and muttered in a low voice: "They are all just messing around. Sooner or later they will eat peanuts..."
"Hey, don't go, don't go!" The stall owner paid attention to the man for a few times, a look of doubt flashed past, but he quickly rushed over, stood among the young men and women, and said with a smile: "Ah, these young men and women
Brother, please don't talk like that. People always want to be successful. No one likes to work like this every day to death! Well, are you free? Uncle, treat you to a meal and introduce me to me.
That Brother Lin Ming, I can think of him as running errands!"
Obviously he was amused by this honest uncle's straightforward words. Looking at the honest and hopeful expression of the uncle, Wang Chaojie sneered a few times and said sarcastically: "Smile, you are running errands for Brother Ming? You are not even worthy of carrying my shoes!"
After taking the money and throwing it on the table, the arrogant young man with yellow hair waved his hands to several men and women and said, "Let's go, let's go."
"Hey, don't go, little brother, help me introduce you!" The stall owner actually acted like a rogue, grabbed Wang Chaojie's wrist, and said with a playful smile: "I'm treating you tonight, please introduce me to a few people.
, it’s good to be given a road!”
"Crazy!" Wang Chaojie shook his hand violently, but he didn't want to get entangled with a messy uncle. He said coldly: "Do you believe what I say? Come on, I'll be in a bad mood."
Ling Min followed closely behind Wang Chaojie who turned to leave, and sneered at the boss proudly: "Take care of your stall! Treat me? Can you afford it, a K fan?"
"K fans? Three evils?" The man suddenly laughed softly, "A bunch of stupid boys... waiting to be raped by him... hmm? What does it smell like, boss, do you still have gas here?"
The stall owner looked at the man carefully for a few times calmly, felt a little shuddered in his heart, and said with a smile: "Oh, there is one that bakes fried food."
"The gas is leaking!"
"Stop looking, let's go, let's go..." Wang Chaojie urged several men and women.
At this moment, the stall owner took a deep look at the man, then suddenly started running and caught up with Wang Chaojie.
"you……"
Before Wang Chaojie had time to react, he saw the simple and silly stall owner in front of him suddenly took off his coat, revealing a black police uniform. The gun at his waist was pulled out like a wind and pressed against Wang Chaojie's forehead.
The stall owner took out his ID, but no longer paid attention to the few young men and women who were stunned for a moment and even had some weak legs. Instead, he looked at the man and sneered: "Police! No one is allowed to move!"
"Patrol number 89757 Liu Er, you fucking patrol officer is in charge of this..."
"Damn it! Banana!" He punched Wang Chaojie in the face, and Liu Er said angrily: "Damn it! How dare you insult the police!"
"It's a good idea to treat such a rebellious young man with violence to counter violence..." The man muttered in a low voice, but frowned, and quickly ran towards the trolley, looking for the leaking gas bottle.
"No..."
"boom……"
For a moment, Wang Chaojie and others, including Liu Er, were all stunned because the man actually bent over and buried his face in the hot casserole...