"Who is it that wants to borrow a knife to kill someone?"
Strong murderous aura emanated from Su Changfeng's body, and along with the cold wind, the temperature inside the Mercedes-Benz dropped a few points.
Su Changfeng could naturally see that people like Wu Qiang were just tools for certain people. He had not yet found out who wanted to borrow a knife to kill people. If he found out, he would definitely not let them go easily.
But now, he has to deal with the Dark Tsar first.
Su Changfeng parked the car on the side of the road, took out a cigarette and lit it, thinking quietly in the darkness.
Those people from the Dark Tsar are not that easy to deal with.
Cunning, yet insidious.
The Canglong Army and the Dark Tsar have fought several times, with each winning and losing. But in general, the Canglong Army has the advantage.
After pondering for a long time, Su Changfeng dialed Mo Ying's phone: "Mo Ying, I have thought of a way to deal with the Dark Tsar."
"Brother Feng, you thought of it so quickly?" Mo Ying was a little surprised.
Su Changfeng said in a deep voice: "Mo Ying, is the prisoner we captured last time still alive?"
Mo Ying was stunned.
The prisoner Su Changfeng was talking about was captured during the previous battle with the Dark Tsar and has been locked up in a dungeon in the north.
"You're still alive. What's wrong?"
Su Changfeng said: "Ask Po Feng to bring people to interrogate him, and use all methods and no matter the cost to force him to find out where the Dark Tsar's lair is."
"After asking, let Po Feng lead 10,000 Canglong troops and raid their lair overnight. Do you understand?"
Mo Ying was immediately overjoyed.
"Yes, Brother Feng, I understand!"
Then, she hurriedly hung up the phone.
In fact, for dark organizations such as the Dark Tsar, what they fear most is that someone will find their lair. Because all their wealth is hidden in their lair.
If they can destroy their lair, it will be equivalent to destroying their decades of hard work, and the Dark Tsar will inevitably suffer a major blow. By then, how can they still have the intention to collude with the seven border countries?
This was Su Changfeng's strategy of "surrounding Wei and rescuing Zhao".
After calling Mo Ying, Su Changfeng went to a roadside clothing store to buy some clothes, and then went to a bathing center to take a bath, finally getting rid of the smell of blood on his body.
He drove the car and drove forward slowly.
boom!
At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from ahead.
Su Changfeng slowly slowed down and looked around with a frown.
At the intersection of the viaduct, a red mini and a black Porsche sports car collided.
Many drivers passing by stopped!
The road was blocked, so they simply stopped and watched.
Although the mini is expensive, it is not at the same level as the previous Porsche sports cars.
You know, this Porsche is no ordinary Porsche, but a Porsche 918 worth more than 20 million!
"This guy driving a Mini will be in trouble!"
"It's not good to hit anyone, but I chose a Porsche sports car. I'll probably have to pay a lot of money for this."
"I estimate that the money lost is enough to buy several minis."
Everyone began to discuss, and their words were full of regret and sympathy.
At this time, a man with bulging muscles stepped out of the Porsche sports car in front.
There was a scar on the man's face, and he had a cold expression.
"Whoever is driving, get down here!"
The man stood in the driver's seat of the mini and kept tapping the car window with his palm the size of a leaf fan.
Su Changfeng's way home was naturally blocked, so he could only stop where he was and wait for the incident to be dealt with.
Looking along the line of sight, Su Changfeng saw a woman who looked less than thirty years old sitting in the driving position.
The woman frowned and wore no makeup on her face, so her appearance was definitely excellent.
And in the back row, lay a little girl of seven or eight years old.
But the little girl closed her eyes tightly and frowned, looking like she was in some pain.
