With an angry curse, Chu Heng, in a state of rage, raised his arm and pulled out a strong buttock.
The young man sitting on the stool tilted his neck, screamed and fell backwards. He even kicked over the table in front of him and splashed soup on the heads and faces of the two people opposite.
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But the two people seemed to have no feeling. They looked at Chu Heng who suddenly appeared with pale faces, and beads of sweat fell from their heads.
The man sitting next to the young man was in a similar situation to them. He was sitting in a cold position and was so frightened that he couldn't even speak.
Chu Heng's face became so serious that he almost shed tears. He glanced at these people fiercely, gritted his teeth and asked: "I gave you money and food to ask you to find someone. Is this how you find someone for me?"
"We... we... are hungry..."
Several people stood up in a hurry, lowered their heads in fear, and subconsciously wanted to quibble, but the more they spoke, the less confident they were, and in the end they honestly chose to shut up.
What's the explanation?
The facts are before our eyes.
Master Chu is not a prostitute, how can he be so easy to fool?
If you keep talking nonsense, you will be beaten!
"Get out of here and stand against the wall!"
Chu Heng pointed at the wall angrily, then turned to the confused hotel manager and said expressionlessly: "I'm sorry, comrade, I broke your stuff in a moment of excitement, please calculate how much it will cost."
, I’ll calculate it later along with the meal money.”
"No, no, no, a few plates are worthless." The manager waved his hands hurriedly. This man came to Beijing to lead in a big car that even county leaders don't have. How dare he ask others to pay for it.
Chu Heng, who was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, didn't bother to argue with him about this thing. Since he didn't want it, he just let it go. He looked at the menu on the blackboard hanging on the wall, ordered food casually, and gave him the money ticket.
He took Cen Hao and the two of them to a table and sat down.
Zheng Jun had the consciousness of a younger brother, so he took the initiative to ask for a pot of boiling water, and diligently poured a cup for each of the two eldest brothers.
"Oh, Wan Xiaotian is so unreliable."
Cen Haozi drank water, glanced at the four young men standing tremblingly by the wall, and sneered: "If my people dare to tease me like this, I'll chop her into pieces and feed them to the dogs!"
"thump!"
He spoke in a loud voice, and the four people heard him clearly. One of them, who was timid, was so frightened that his legs became weak and he fell to the ground.
The other three are not much better, they already want to die.
They don't think Cen Hao is joking. The number one assassin in the Four-Nine City is not an ordinary person, and his hands are dirty!
"Mud can't hold up a wall!"
Chu Heng was also very dissatisfied with Wan Xiaotian at this time.
I just felt that my grandson had made some progress, and I wanted to put him to good use, so I overcame everyone else's objections and entrusted him with such an important matter, but he really didn't want to let himself down!
It's like taking a dog you've owned for a long time out hunting and showing off in front of your friends for a while, but in the end you can't even catch a rabbit.
I hate him for not fighting, and I am angry that he is a waste!
It’s better to just cook it!
Hey young!
I can't think about it, the more I think about it, the angrier I get.
Chu Heng crossed the topic with an unlucky look on his face and turned to ask Zheng Jun about the customs and customs of the great city. …
After a while, the food was served.
Chu Heng, who wanted to have a drink to relax his muscles and bones, had no idea at this time. After hastily twisting three steamed buns, he stood up and waved to the four people who were about to wet their pants: "Come here!"
Four people ran over in a hurry.
The young man who was beaten was their head. At this time, they could only stand up and say: "You...you give orders, Master Chu."
"Where to stay?" Chu Heng asked with a cold face.
"A shabby warehouse outside the city that was left by the Japanese in the early years." The young man lowered his head and did not dare to look at him. His mouth, which had lost one tooth, was a bit leaky.
"lead the way!"
Chu Heng didn't waste any time, and turned around, leading Cen Hao and the others out of the hotel and into the car.
The four people came out immediately after them, and quickly got a bicycle from the wall. Then they saw the young man who was beaten got on the bicycle and raised it up with his leg handles. Then two of them sat skillfully on the beam, and one sat on the back seat. The four
The guy rode this bicycle steadily towards the city, as if he was performing acrobatics.
Quite a bit like Brother Asan...
"Tu tu tu tu!"
Chu Heng was already used to this, so he started the car and followed.
Bicycles were nervous at this time, and it was very common for more than one person to ride on the same bicycle. It would be a fool's errand to pull four people on the same bicycle. He had even seen a bicycle carrying six people!
Not long after they left, an old Gas Jeep parked in front of the hotel.
"Bang!"
A middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties or fifties, with a slicked back haircut and an angry look, got out of the car.
This man's name is Jiang Zhuolin, the police chief of Dacheng County, and the son of a comrade of the old lady's husband.
He stood at the door of the hotel, looked around, and patted his head in annoyance: "This is too late!"
Immediately, Jiang Zhuolin hurriedly walked into the hotel and shouted to the manager who was chatting with the employees about Chu Heng: "Lao Hu!"
The manager glanced at the noise and hurriedly ran forward and asked with a smile on his face: "Jiang Bureau, sit inside quickly. What do you want to eat today?"
"I'm not going to eat today, I'm looking for someone." Jiang Zhuolin waved his hand, took out a cigarette and threw one over: "Let me ask you, did a young man who sells Beijing brand Volga come here just now?"
"That's what happened." The manager nodded when he heard this, and then asked curiously: "Director Jiang, what is that man's background? He drives that car with great style. There is no one like that in our county."
"That's my nephew."
Jiang Zhuolin hesitated and asked again: "Do you know where that kid went?"
"It sounds like he went to an old warehouse outside the city." The manager said hurriedly, while his heart was full of gossip.
This nephew doesn't look for his uncle when he comes, but your uncle looks for him anxiously. How can he sing?
"Old warehouse outside the city?"
Jiang Zhuolin muttered something, frowned, said hello to the manager, then turned around and left.
Chu Heng's side.
After slowly following the four acrobatic brothers through most of the city, they finally left the city and finally came to a large courtyard not far from the city.
This courtyard has been abandoned for who knows how many years. Most of the outer walls have collapsed, and the gate has disappeared. The spacious courtyard inside is dotted with eight old red brick warehouses.
Seven of them either collapsed or had no doors or windows.
There was only one house that looked neat. Not only did it have a door, but its windows were also boarded up to protect it from wind and rain.
Wan Xiaotian and others live in this warehouse.
"What a poor place to choose!"
Chu Heng frowned and glanced at the surrounding environment, then drove and followed the four goods in front to stop in front of the warehouse.
Because the windows were sealed and the ventilation was poor, it was completely dark inside, and the smell was quite impressive.
The three of them got out of the car and entered the door. Suddenly, an extremely strong smell of sweat and foot odor hit their faces, making the three of them almost fall over.
Accompanying this smell, there were also lively shouts and shouts coming from inside.
"Play your cards quickly!"
"Oh, why are you so annoying?"
"If you don't come out, I'll treat it as if you don't want it anymore!"
