At the entrance of the hospital, after Wen Feng briefly treated the wound, he walked out of the lobby with a cigarette in his mouth and walked down the stairs. A taxi decorated with colorful lights in the car drove over.
"Swish!"
The window was about to come down, and the driver inside stretched his neck and asked: "Brother, where are you going?"
"Why, you have to choose a place to do this?" Wen Feng asked with a smile.
"No, I'm stationed at kt. If you want to drop by, give me a fare and I'll give you a ride!" the driver explained.
Wenfeng looked at the taxi, flicked the cigarette ashes, and asked again: "Kt, which street is it on?"
“Jianhua Road!”
"I'm at the north end of Jianhua Road, you have to send me somewhere!"
"Okay, come on!" The driver thought for a moment and nodded in agreement. Wen Feng didn't make any more ink, walked around, opened the passenger door and sat in.
In the car, two people chatted and drove along the street to Jianhua Road. Along the way, Wen Feng's eyes wandered and he often glanced at the two rearview mirrors. It was already past ten o'clock. At this time in the Northeast, the cars on the road were no longer
There were a lot of taxis. There were about one or two private cars behind them as they drove forward, and there were also a few taxis either soliciting customers or empty.
Wen Feng followed the driver and talked about the disturbing topic of Gaddafi and JB while observing these cars. When they arrived near Jianhua Road, Wen Feng felt relieved because none of these cars
The station follows itself.
The taxi stopped and the driver turned on the shed light. Wenfeng took out his change and threw it to the driver. He then pushed the door open and walked out. After getting off the car, he scanned the surrounding area and then walked in unhurriedly.
In the neighborhood in front of you.
Halfway there, he paused and suddenly turned around. He saw the lights of the taxi shed turned off and walked away at a very fast speed. The driver never looked into the community at all.
Wenfeng looked at the taxi leaving, turned around, and walked quickly into the community again. However, this kind of old-fashioned community did not have security guards, and it was connected in all directions with many exits, so Wenfeng was in the courtyard.
Inside, I wandered around twice, then I randomly picked an exit and walked out.
After walking around the city for a long time and passing through another community, Wenfeng felt a lot more relaxed. He hailed a taxi again, got in it, and headed straight to his residence this time.
After more than half an hour, Wen Feng got off the car and walked into a small basement hotel.
"You're back? Big brother!" The plump proprietress of the hotel put a disposable hood on her head. While cracking melon seeds, she looked at Princess Huanzhu and bared her teeth.
"Well, is there hot water?"
"Oh! You're such a big man, if you want to use hot water, just take a couple of cold showers on the hour!!" the landlady said nonchalantly.
"Uh-huh... don't you know that men are afraid of cold?" Wen Feng replied with a little emotion.
"If you're afraid of the cold, put a stove on your crotch! "Teng Teng" eggs!" the proprietress always joked about meat and vegetables.
"Fuck!!" Wen Feng cursed and ran back to his room without interest.
He brought two people, including himself and Monroe, a total of four, and opened two rooms. He and the strong man with the injured leg shared one room, and the other strong man and Monroe used the aliases of Emifeng and Cuiping to pretend to be
The newlyweds renovated a new room.
Wen Feng arrived first, and knocked on the door of Monroe's room. The strong man opened the door, glanced at Wen Feng, and said with a smile: "You're back??"
"Well, I'm leaving tomorrow, how is she doing??"
"It's okay, you're quite honest! Don't say anything!" the strong man replied.
"Don't be so foolish!" Wen Feng glanced at the strong man and said something meaningful.
"Fuck, can I still have these rules? This girl is quite pitiful. I'm so old, how can I lack such virtue?" The strong man sighed and said.
"That's fine, go back first, if you have anything to do... knock on the wall!" Wen Feng nodded with satisfaction, and then walked into another room.
The decoration of the hotel is very simple, with two small beds, a broken cabinet, two chairs, and a TV. This is considered a presidential deluxe room. After Wen Feng entered, he couldn't take a shower. After chatting with the injured strong man for a while,
I asked the landlady to give me some peanuts, cooked food and beer. The two of us drank a few sips and then got ready to go to bed.
...
About two hours later, in front of the hotel and on the street opposite, a Mercedes Benz slowly stopped. As soon as it stopped, a middle-aged man from the alley ran over, opened the back door and got in.
There were only two people in the car. They were about 26 or 27 years old. Their appearance was hard to describe. Anyway, they looked a bit like Daniel Wu. He was sitting in the back seat. The co-pilot in front was a middle-aged man in his forties.
It's dripping and sweating, so don't mention it.
"Where are they?" The young man turned to look at the middle-aged man who had just gotten into the car and asked.
"Well, here it is! I've been staring at it and never left!"
"Okay, you go back first, and we'll talk later!" the young man nodded expressionlessly.
"Okay, then I'll go first!"
"Um!"
After less than ten seconds of conversation, the middle-aged man pushed the cart out again, and then walked into the spacious alley.
Then the young man looked at the driver and said, "Let's go down and take a look!!"
"I deserve you day by day!" the middle-aged man wrote in ink, pulled on the handbrake, pushed the door open and walked out with the young man.
The two of them were wearing very thin clothes, hugging each other's shoulders, stepping on the concrete floor with their big leather shoes, and ran towards the hotel and walked in.
At this time, the hotel was about to close, and the landlady was simply cleaning up in the living room. After the two of them entered, the young man glanced at the lobby, without saying a word, and then ran inside.
"Are you staying in a hotel? Hey, what do you do?" the landlady asked first, but when she saw the young man walked in without even saying hello, she shouted.
"Come on, beauty, put down that broken piece of paper first, don't let it smoke and rattle!! Let's talk!" the middle-aged man said, covering his nose and frowning.
"What are you talking about?" the landlady asked suspiciously.
"That's right...!" The middle-aged man glanced around, looked at the landlady, and began to lower his head and whisper.
Five minutes later, the middle-aged man walked out of the hotel alone, and then ran to his car. The proprietress in the room looked at about three to four thousand yuan on the table, pursed her lips, then walked into the bar and put the money down.
In the drawer, he took something from the merchandise glass cabinet and walked towards the room of the strong man and Monroe.
"Dong dong dong!"
There was a knock on the door.
"Who?"
After a few seconds, the strong man's voice sounded.
"It's me, big brother, open the door!" the landlady's voice sounded.