Now it seems that Xiang Zhuang's sword dance was intended for Pei Gong! It was clearly aimed at him, Ding Li.
But it's strange, why are they targeting him Ding Li so much? Is it because they killed three mercenaries last time? You must know that this is a country with the strictest security control in China, that is, it can still be done in a deserted place like Shennongjia
A gunfight or something like that, if you are really doing this in the city, then you are just seeking death and want to challenge the violent machinery of the state machine!
What Ding Li hates most in his life is that others hide in the dark and plot against him, just like Zhang Lianjiang. Even if there is no great malice, Ding Li will turn his face. Not to mention these guys who are obviously malicious.
Just find a way to serve them all in one pot!
The car slowly followed Luo Siwei, "Would you like to follow him and have a look?" Yu Wei asked.
Ding Li nodded when he saw Luo Siwei getting into a BMW alone among the crowds of people.
The car kept seeing a very secluded community, where the traffic was sparse and it was difficult to track. Fortunately, that guy Yu Wei actually found a way to use a tracker with a Ding Li when passing a red light.
I saw something ejected into the rear of a BMW.
"How about it, it's awesome?" Yu Wei chuckled: "This is a professional tool used by the FBI, and I spent a lot of money to get it."
As the two of them followed and chatted, Ding Li learned that this so-called global civilization protection organization was composed of rich people like him, Yu Wei, who had a lot of money and nowhere to spend it. They had an excessive sense of justice. Since the establishment of their organization, it has
He helped the police catch more than a dozen huge international cultural relic smuggling activities. In Yu Wei's words: "We people are just like the ancient knights!" Ding Li sneered at this, assuming that these people had too much money to burn.
!
After finding a place to park the car, the two of them climbed over the wall into the community and found Luo Siwei's BMW directly in the underground parking lot.
"What should we do now?" Ding Li was a little dumbfounded and said who knew which house that guy Luo Siwei lived in.
"Wait, wait until that guy comes out, let's arrest him and torture him to extract a confession!"
"What a good idea!" Ding Li's eyes lit up. It was too easy to deal with this half-hearted guy.
A small jade pendant was thrown in front of the door of the BMW when Ding Li pretended to be passing by casually. As long as someone passed by, Titie would be tempted. It was none other than Wan Zizi who left it to Ding Li.
That big braided ghost from the Qing Dynasty.
In the past, this ghost was of great help to Ding Li, but now as Ding Li's cultivation is getting higher and higher, it is basically rarely used. Ding Li is also planning to find a time to help him transcend.
I had been waiting for several hours and was almost bored to death. Finally I saw Luo Siwei coming to pick up the car. He walked to the car in a swaggering manner. He was about to pass by the piece of soul jade, but he stopped and started talking on his cell phone. He was anxious.
Ding Li wished he could push him from behind.
The two of them hid behind a car not far away and took a peek. There were a lot of cars in the underground parking lot, so they didn't worry about having no place to hide. But they saw this guy talking on the phone endlessly. It's not like a woman would talk on the phone.
Porridge?
"Something's wrong, let's go!" Yu Wei pushed Ding Li, and the two of them were just about to leave. But they found that they were surrounded by a tight siege, and several black guns were pointed at their heads.
A big man with a gun in his hand came out from behind a car in various corners.
Luo Siwei stopped calling and walked over with a smile: "Mr. Ding, long time no see. I remember your kick very clearly!" Although the words were said easily, you don't need to think about it to know that this kid is right.
How deep his hatred was! Ding Li's heart sank, but he still had a nonchalant smile on his face, which made Luo Siwei feel particularly unhappy. But after all, he was not the one making the decision here!….
Yu Wei put on a careless smile and gave Ding Li a wink. He seemed not to care about the scene in front of him and was ready to explode at any time. Ding Li looked at each other in a tacit understanding, and his back slumped down slightly, as if
Leopard preparing to attack prey.
But at this moment a voice came over: "Mr. Ding, nice to meet you! I am Zhao Hengyuan, you should have heard of me!" A man in a suit and leather shoes, he looks like a successful person no matter what.
The middle-aged man walked out, tall and burly, without even a hint of the beer belly that is typical of middle-aged men, and looked smart and capable.
Isn't this the chairman of that art company? The leader of Hand of God in China? He and Yu Wei looked at each other, and both of them had the idea of catching the thief first.
"If I were you, I would not act recklessly!" Zhao Hengyuan seemed to have noticed that Ding Li and Ding Li were ready to make a move. Zhao Hengyuan said confidently: "Think about Miss Wang Yajun's safety..."
"Yajun is in your hands? Impossible, she is in the United States!" Ding Li was a little panicked. He had been unable to contact Wang Yajun for so long. At that time, he had a faint feeling of foreboding. But he never dared to think deeply.
"Mr. Ding, won't you forget these photos of yours?"
Ding Li's face turned cold when he saw the photos in Zhao Hengyuan's hands. These photos were the patterns and carvings on the golden staff that Ding Li asked Wang Yajun to bring to the United States for him to identify. It seems that Wang Yajun really fell into their hands.
Inside.
"Perhaps Mr. Ding wants to hear Miss Wang Yajun's voice?" Zhao Hengyuan said proudly.
"What do you want?" Ding Li took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
Zhao Hengyuan didn't say anything. He dialed a number and then walked over and handed it to Ding Li in person: "I'm sure Mr. Ding won't do anything stupid? Miss Wang Yajun is still in the United States!"
Ding Li answered the phone bitterly. Wang Yajun's voice on the phone was still calm: "Ali? I'm sorry for causing you trouble!"
"Don't worry, I will save you. If they dare to touch you, I don't mind letting them die and become ghosts!" Ding Li said firmly.
"Mr. Ding is joking, we know what you are capable of!" Zhao Hengyuan laughed a few times. Although he grew up drinking foreign ink, the genes deep in his bones made him very surprised when he saw what Ding Li did.
It's easy to believe these things.
"We only want this!" Zhao Hengyuan raised the photo in his hand and reassured: "We are only interested in cultural relics!"
Although the golden staff is precious, it cannot be compared to a living person, not to mention that Wang Yajun has always taken good care of himself. Ding Li took out the golden staff from his arms and handed it over. The golden staff had been half refined by him. Now take it.