Chapter five hundred and eighty sixth black super chase
Snap!
With one finger to untie his chest, Uncle Yang suddenly felt refreshed. He turned around and made a bow to Xu Qing. He grabbed the skirt of his clothes with both hands and tore the blood-stained servant uniform to pieces. He turned around and took the door with a lunge.
And go. "Please familiarize yourself with the domain name."
After standing for a while, Kuang Huaxiong's legs had recovered by seven or eight points. He still felt a little tired after standing for a long time. He motioned to the man with a Chinese character next to him to move over to a chair and sit down. He looked at the dazzling pool of blood on the ground and became distracted.
Xu Qing had already had the idea of leaving. He took two steps forward and whispered: "Old man, thank you for your hospitality. I have to make arrangements to return to China tomorrow, so I won't disturb you."
Kuang Huaxiong raised his brows, suddenly remembered something, and asked with a forced smile: "Mr. Xiao Xu, I'm so grateful for your kindness. I wonder if you can accept some air tickets back to China from the old man?"
Xu Qing was stunned, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he thought to himself, what does this old man mean by giving me a few tickets to return home? Isn't this a Hanchan person? No! Mr. Kuang doesn't look like Guangjin.
He is an incredible person who even donated a building in Jiangcheng...
If it were an ordinary person giving him a few tickets to return to China, it would indeed be a great gift, but as the all-powerful underground godfather of Vegas casino, this would make people feel too petty. What on earth is Kuang Huaxiong selling?
What about Rendan meatballs?
Xu Qing was stunned for two seconds, then smiled and said: "No need, I have a few good friends with me, so I won't bother you with the air tickets."
Kuang Huaxiong said with a smile: "It's best to have many friends. The air ticket given by the old man does not require any complicated boarding procedures. The flight attendants are all reassuring. Of course, the prerequisite is that the landing airport can arrange a receiving runway."
Xu Qing's eyes lit up and he asked urgently: "Do you mean you can bring anyone or anything on the plane?" Having said that, if you don't understand, you will be really stupid. This kind of air ticket is definitely
Something irresistible.
Kuang Huaxiong nodded and smiled: "Of course, at least in a small place like Vegas, the old man can make a guarantee that if you have the ability to lift the missile onto the plane, it can still take off, but I don't know if the landing airport will provide convenience.
knew."
Xu Qing was secretly happy and asked: "Then when can we take off? I am eager to return home. I can't wait to leave this city full of foreign devils tonight."
Kuang Huaxiong looked at Xu Qing with a half-smile but said in a low voice: "If you are ready, you can fly back right away. The ticket the old man gave you is a round-the-clock service. How about it? Are you willing to accept it?"
Xu Qing smiled: "Of course I accept it, then I won't be polite. I want eight tickets. Please leave me your mobile phone number. I may leave tonight."
Kuang Huaxiong winked at the Chinese-character face beside him and said, "Sun Mo, just give your contact information to Mr. Xu."
The man with a Chinese character and a chin slightly opened his mouth and announced a series of numbers. Xu Qing took out his mobile phone and wrote it down. After saying a few polite words, he took the two followers and left the Kuang family villa. The old man arranged a very stylish Lincoln RV to see the guests off and sat in it.
It was like a small room, and he said the car could be used at any time before he left.
As soon as the car arrived at the door of Wayne Hotel, he received a call from Ren Bing. Xu Qing glanced left and right, opened the door and walked out. Liu Meng and He Shang in the car were about to follow, but he reached out to stop him, holding his mobile phone.
I found a corner to avoid people and answered the phone.
Ren Bing was uncharacteristically silent for half a minute before he started to speak: "Qingzi, before you return home, send the wounded and Huang Pulan to the embassy. We will make arrangements then."
Xu Qing frowned and said: "Why? Why do I sound a little confused? If they stay in this damn place for a day, they will be in more danger. Don't you understand?"
Ren Bing said: "To tell you the truth, the line through which Chinese Wuhuns can secretly leave the country was cut off when they were escorting the Triangle of Gods. Now major airports and terminals are closely monitored by FBI and US special service teams, and the three of them have their appearance, DNA, etc.
If you are caught by others, you must be careful when going to the embassy, otherwise it will easily cause international disputes."
Xu Qing frowned and said: "You mean there is no way to send them abroad for the time being, right?"
Ren Bing said bitterly: "Yes, Huang Pulan's identity has also been exposed. This time we got into trouble because we didn't eat the meat. You guys are lucky, but I suspect that someone has been watching, so we went in and out
You must be careful and it is best to return home immediately."
Xu Qing smiled and said: "Don't worry, I have a way to fly them back. I can just ask the Beijing Airport to arrange a navigation and landing then. This should be no problem, right?"
Ren Bing was silent for another ten seconds, and suddenly said excitedly: "Really or not? Don't fool me, kid. If there is a way to bring people back, everything else will not be a problem. Everything will not be a problem in our own land."
Xu Qing smiled and said: "Okay, you don't have to worry about how to use it. Just wait and pick up people then. Hang up! There seems to be a tail following you!" After receiving the reminder from Ren Bing, he looked around while talking on the phone.
I glanced around, and sure enough I saw a few guys in black suits pretending to be passers-by at the door of the hotel, looking sideways. It seemed like they were being watched.
Ren Bing said carefully and hung up the phone. Xu Qing took out a cigarette and lit it. He put his hand in his pocket and casually walked to the RV. He whistled at the two attendants and got into the car sideways.
Liu Meng and He Shang followed them in. Xu Qing immediately pulled their shoulders, took out a room card and stuffed it into He Shang's hand. He said in a serious voice in a low voice: "You two go back to the hotel and pack up."
I've got something and are waiting in my room. Remember to protect the woman inside, and come out as soon as you receive my call. Tell the woman to put on the black clothes, be careful, and watch your tail!"
The two looked at each other, nodded knowingly, opened the door and got out of the car. Xu Qing was sitting in the car and saw the two people walking into the hotel door through the window. Sure enough, two people in black suits walked in behind them.
At least three others glanced this way intentionally or unintentionally.
"Damn it, these old beauties are so frustrated. They are all dressed like fucking black special police officers on a hot day. Stupid..." Xu Qing smiled lightly and cursed in a low voice, to the driver in front of him.
He said: "Excuse me, go to the Atomic Energy Bar. If there are any tails following you, take them for two more laps. I have plenty of time."
The driver was a Chinese man wearing black tights. He was one of the twelve men in black called by Mr. Kuang Huaxiong. This guy had a shaved head. He turned around and grinned: "Don't worry, please."
Remember your seat belt."
The RV started, slowly turned around in front of the hotel door, and drove forward along the avenue. Less than five seconds after the car started, three black Mercedes-Benz parked on the other side of the street quickly started to follow.