The fat, dark-brown mouse dragged its long tail and ran briskly across the wet ground.
He straightened up and looked at the dim yellow light in the corner. The fat mouse raised his head, sniffed his nose, and made a few "squeaking" sounds. But soon, there were sounds of whips and human screams.
As the sound rang out, the mouse trembled, dragging its long tail, and quickly got into the dark corner.
"Ah——! Ah——!"
"Say it or not, do you want to say it or not?"
In the dark and damp basement, high-pitched and hoarse screams and wails continued to sound.
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Kong Wu's powerful hand waved the water-soaked leather whip in his hand, and struck the young man who had been beaten to pieces.
"Say it or not! What the hell are you going to say?"
"Stop fighting, please stop fighting. I really don't know where that person is."
The young man in the peaked cap with blood on his face was tied to a stake, wailing miserably and begging for mercy.
"Gentlemen, I don't dare to steal anyone's things anymore. Please let me go. I still have tens of thousands of dollars in my hand. I'll give it all to you, give it all to you!"
"Damn it, do I need your dirty money?"
"Ah——! Ah——!"
Screams echoed through the basement.
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Liu Pao is an old man over fifty years old. As the founder of Ge Lao Hui and the former second leader of the Qinghong Gang, he is actually only a few months younger than Dao Ye.
Pao Ye from Ge Lao Hui, like Tao Ye from the Qing Hong Gang, is a figure who can make people tremble just by stamping his feet in this city. Like Dao Ye, Liu Pao, Pao Ye also likes to wear one all day long.
He wears a pure black tunic suit, but he rarely wears an eyepatch because of the disability of his right eye.
This has also led to the fact that compared to the Taoist priest who has rarely been seen in public in recent years, the robed master, who has only one blind eye all day long, is even more terrifying in the hearts of the people of this city.
At this moment, Mr. Pao, who was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, was standing aside, silently watching his men torture the two ruffians with his hands behind his back. The right eye that he dug out with his own hands looked particularly terrifying in the dark environment.
Looking at the beaten young man whose skin was torn to pieces, the silver-haired Paoye coughed.
"Just come here first."
The thugs stopped.
Pao Ye, who was in his fifties, carried his hand behind his back and walked step by step towards the young man in the peaked hat who kept wailing and crying. He squinted his cloudy left eye and pointed at the dead man on the wooden pile next to him.
The old man said, "You don't want to end up like him, do you?"
The young man looked at where Liu Pao was pointing in fear. After one glance, he felt cold all over and couldn't say a word.
The old man standing on the wooden stake beside him, who had long since died, was clearly the old beggar who robbed Huang Xiaobei's wallet that day, and he was the one who robbed Huang Xiaobei's suitcase.
Seeing his second uncle being beaten to death, the cold sweat on the young man's forehead was dripping with blood. Fear had already swept through his body. He swallowed in horror and shook his head in tears.
"Master, I don't want to die, I really don't want to die!"
Paoye smiled slightly, took out an ID card from the pocket of his Chinese tunic suit, and placed it in front of the young man.
"Then tell me, where is this person whose luggage you robbed?"
Looking at Huang Xiaobei's ID card and looking at the unlucky guy whose suitcase they robbed that day, the peaked hat howled, "Master, I don't know, I really don't know! After they robbed his things that day, we
He ran away, I really don’t know where he went!”
The smile on Mr. Pao's face disappeared, he turned around, looked at his men, and said lightly: "It seems that he really doesn't know. Alas, it's a pity. Let's deal with it more cleanly."
"yes!"
"Bang!" With the crisp sound of gunshots behind him, Pao Ye sighed with his hands behind his back, "The security in our city is getting worse and worse. We just dealt with a group of bad speedsters half a month ago, and today we killed two more.
A pickpocket, if this continues, we will all become policemen."
The famous brother knew how to hold his hands, covered his nose, and walked to the basement door. After the fishy smell and moisture in his mouth had reduced a lot, he put his hands behind his back and asked lightly.
"What happened to those people arrested a few days ago?"
The men following him replied in a deep voice: "Master Pao, we have used medicine to seal their abilities. Now they are no different from a group of ordinary people. They have been sent to the suburbs. The superiors have stated that they can be treated the day after tomorrow."
experiment."
Master Pao took out the red sandalwood dragon-patterned pipe he carried with him and nodded.
"By the way, Mr. Pao, according to reliable information, they will send reinforcements here again in a while, and the people who come for reinforcements this time are very unusual. The superiors asked us to be careful. At the same time, the reinforcements from above are also on the way. I guess
Will arrive soon.”
Pao Ye lowered his head and filled his tobacco, "Is there any more?"
"It's gone again, but the superiors still told us to be careful not to give them any chance to take advantage of it. I heard that not long ago, the superiors lost a lot of manpower due to negligence, and even blocked a tunnel. It even turned upside down.
Not only that, they caught a train, but only two of the five people were caught alive."
Taking a deep breath, Mr. Pao held the pipe and exhaled a large puff of smoke comfortably. He closed his eyes and said, "Well, I know all this, but I still need to send people to find the missing person recently. The superiors are concerned about
This person is very important, and we should have caught five people a few days ago, but now there are only four, and one has escaped. I will give you three days to find these two people."
The subordinates frowned, not knowing what to say, and were very confused: "Master Pao, there are actually some clues now, but..."
Hearing this, Master Pao sneered, holding his pipe in his mouth, he asked with a smile: "Isn't it possible that he fell into the hands of the Qinghong Gang?"
The subordinate nodded.
Slowly closing his left eye, Master Pao took another deep breath from the rosewood dragon-patterned pipe in his hand, and soon exhaled a large puff of smoke.
Under the dim dim light and the rising smoke, Liu Pao's old face, which was blind in one eye, was rendered extremely terrifying.
"As long as we find out that the man is in the hands of the Qinghong Gang, you can catch him if you are careful, right? Not to mention that something happened to the old guy's daughter, do we have anything to fear now?"
Master Pao smiled coldly.
"It's all a matter of time."
The subordinate understood what Liu Pao meant and nodded immediately, "Master Pao, I understand. I will take someone to handle it right away."
"Well, be careful. Don't alarm the snake if you can. I don't want to quarrel with the old guy just yet."
Liu Pao turned around silently, and the smoke enveloped his face, making it difficult to see his expression clearly, and only a cold voice could be heard.
"Brother, you are getting old, it's time to give your things back to me."
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"Hey, Xiaobei, I'm sweeping the floor. Hey, come and smoke a cigarette. Boss Li just gave it to me."
Weslin, dressed as a red doorman, leaned in front of the hotel door and gloated as he watched Huang Xiaobei sweep the floor.
After taking the cigarette and looking at the foreign devil in front of him who was so handsome that he could be a model for Time Magazine, Commissioner Huang's inner sadness inevitably increased.
Damn it, why is this guy so handsome!
As the saying goes, a man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. When Lao Wei first came here, it was hard to tell. He was dirty, smelly, and had a big beard. No matter how good his eyes were, you couldn't tell that he was a handsome man.
But since Lao Wei took a shower, shaved, and put on the hotel's red doorman uniform, oh, my dear, it's as if he has evolved.
He has long legs and a slender waist, cool and handsome blond hair, an authentic aquiline nose, and even his pupils are charming dark brown. I don’t know how many little girls in the hotel made them scream.
Especially the red doorman uniform, which made other people look like a doorman when he put it on. When he put it on, he looked like a certain British prince in the fourteenth century.
Commissioner Huang originally thought that with the arrival of Weslin, he would be able to get rid of the title of the ugliest person in the vampire clan, but he didn't expect that he looked like a beggar, but after taking a bath, he turned into a prince...
Alas, it seems that the excellent genes of this vampire family are really limited. Anyone who finds a crooked melon and a cracked jujube has the potential to become a prince.
Thinking of this, Huang Xiaobei sighed again at Weslin's handsome face.
And this guy probably had the experience of being a beggar. Whenever he sees someone wasting food these days, he looks very sad and keeps saying, "You just haven't asked for food, you just haven't asked for it."
Let’s have dinner!” Then neatly put away the food wasted by others.
Well, just because of this move, Mr. Dao personally praised Weslin yesterday. Even Master Sun, who has always been very strict, also praised Weslin by name. He accidentally won this guy a hard-working and thrifty man.
Good reputation.
Where can you explain this...
Of course, as the saying goes, no one is perfect. Although Wei Silin, a foreign devil, is handsome, can talk, and is very friendly to others, as soon as he sees a guest coming, he...
"Hey, isn't this Chairman Liu? Chairman Liu, you are here. Chairman Liu, please come in. This is your wife. Come, madam, I will help you in. It's okay, it's okay, this is what I should do.
"
"Master Sun, please slow down, please slow down, I will support you, this step is not easy to climb."
"Master Dao, please be careful and don't hit your head. Come and let me help you get off the car, or I can just carry you on my back. It's no trouble. It's my greatest honor to be able to serve you."
Yesterday, while sweeping the floor on the first floor, Huang Xiaobei also took the opportunity to observe Comrade Weslin's work.
After observing for half an hour, Commissioner Huang couldn't help but sigh, "What a talent. What this grandson can do, most people can't do it at his level."
Looking at Weslin who was about to carry Mr. Dao into the hotel, Commissioner Huang sighed in surprise, "It's a pity that Lao Wei was not born in ancient times. He is such a top eunuch, and with his heavenly speaking,
Those who don’t know better think he is a local. He can speak a few words in any dialect, and last night he even corrected a Sichuan buddy’s Mandarin pronunciation? How the hell do you think this is reasonable?” (To be continued)