"Hey, boss, you have something to do with me... Oh oh oh, remember, we are already on the way, we will be there soon... I'll wipe it! I forgot about it! Come on, come on, fat man, go call a taxi. There will be a taxi in the evening.
action……"
"Action? Who?"
"How the hell do I know...don't ask if you shouldn't ask, just get dressed and go out!"
There was a flurry of excitement, and a few minutes later, Shouhou and his group hurried out of the community, got into a taxi, and said, "Go to the Xishan Road Processing Factory, quickly!"
"Uh, Brother Monkey, if you want to take action, why don't you go to a repair shop in the suburbs?"
"Go to Lao Liu first to get my equipment, don't talk nonsense, master, let's go!"
Two taxis drove out one after another. At this time, under the streetlight at the entrance of the community, a familiar middle-aged man carrying a briefcase appeared again. Some people may have guessed that, yes, this is the last person of this century.
A ninja, Yamashita Takuro.
He turned his head and squinted his eyes, looking at the taxi that was about to merge into the traffic flow, and frowned involuntarily.
Leaving and coming back is somewhat impulsive, and does not fit in with his usual style of making decisions before taking action. Of course, there is no point in saying this now. After all, he has done more impulsive things, such as returning from a cruise ship that just left the port.
Jump directly into the sea, return to the sea hard, and swim back to the shore... The method is a bit drastic, but after actually entering the mission state, Yamashita Takuro is still very cautious.
This is the reason why he arrived at Lingjiang last night and successfully locked the target in a very short time, but he still has not chosen to take action until now.
If you need to investigate, this is the process!
In addition, although Yamashita Takuro believed that the main reason for the defeat in the last battle was due to carelessness, he still quite recognized the strength of the ghost. And facing a person who is not to say the same level, but at least has the ability to threaten
For colleagues whose own safety is at stake, no matter how cautious we are in dealing with the actual situation, it is not too much.
But the problem is that after a whole day of overt and covert observation and investigation, Yamashita Takuro is now somewhat confused. The target seems to be a gangster, or a very ordinary kind... No matter from which perspective, there is no connection with the ghost.
Does it matter at all?
This is undoubtedly abnormal. There are only two explanations for this situation. One is that the other party's disguise and hiding skills are superb, and the other is that it really doesn't matter.
Yamashita Takuro ruled out the former without thinking. This was not arrogance, but self-confidence. It is no exaggeration to say that in terms of disguise, hiding and sneaking, he has absolute confidence in the entire underground world! Does that mean it really doesn't matter?
But how to explain the broken jade knife seen in the photo... It can't be picked up casually on the street, right?
There are too many unexplained doubts, and the whole thing has a strange smell. If he were not extremely confident in his own tracking and anti-tracking abilities, Yamashita Takuro would have doubted whether this was a carefully planned trap.
In fact, he was a little hesitant now. He shook his head and took another look. If it was really a trap, there was no reason why he wouldn't be able to see the slightest flaw...
Thoughts were swirling around him, but it actually only took a few breaths. The two taxis were still within sight. After making up his mind, Yamashita Takuro simply turned around and walked to the white Chevrolet on the side of the road, opened the door, and conveniently put the ticket on the window.
Tear off, sit in, start, this is the emergency brake!
"Everyone has a responsibility to be civilized, establish new practices, and create a beautiful Lingjiang River - littering with scraps of paper will result in a fine of fifty!"
Listening to the familiar words, Yamashita Takuro was startled. He subconsciously raised his head and looked at the lady with the red armband who came out of nowhere. He couldn't react for a moment...
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On the outskirts of Nancheng, a large repair shop.
Walking out of the control room, Tang Chao looked into the distance. The surrounding area was dark, with some barking dogs. Except for the concierge's security room and a few brightly lit rooms in the office building not far away, the entire factory was dark, and there were basically no people in sight.
, it’s time to get off work.
However, it needs to be noted that the word "walk" refers to the Tang Dynasty. For ordinary people, it is really difficult to get close to this factory, let alone sneak in quietly.
Whether it is the surveillance cameras that can be seen everywhere in the corners of the high walls, or the more than ten large black-backed wolfdogs chained up at the side doors of the main entrance, it is enough to show that this maintenance shop is not simple, at least it is not as ordinary as it seems on the surface.
Tang Chao already had some guesses in his mind, but he hadn't confirmed them yet. He avoided the surveillance area, made many twists and turns, and walked into a large warehouse. At a glance, he saw various broken and abandoned cars, stacks of machinery and steel, and arrays of them.
The smell of engine oil is pungent and strong.
He didn't search for long, and soon Tang Chao stood in front of a white Volkswagen. Yes, this was the zombie car he lost... Compared with before, it only had a tattered appearance. Now all four tires have been removed, including
The entire engine system, steering wheel control device, seat cushions, etc. can all be dismantled into an empty shell. The zombie car is truly worthy of its name!
To be honest, if it hadn’t been modified by one’s own hands, Tang Chao might not be able to recognize it.
How awesome! Why don't you just take the rearview mirror off as well... Grinding your teeth, you went around and opened the trunk of the car. As expected, it was empty, including the broken jade knife in the hidden compartment.
Yes, very professional and clean!
At this time, I turned my head and looked at the warehouse door. I could hear the faint sound of vehicles driving in from outside, and the barking of restless dogs could be heard far away in the quiet night. When I walked out of the warehouse, I could hear it more clearly. The headlights of the factory in front were turned on, and there were several vehicles.
Coming in droves.
After thinking about it, Tang Chao approached, and the noise gradually became clearer. In the open space in front of the factory, there were people with mixed coats. Most of them were wearing black vests and sweatpants. They all knew each other, arming each other, exchanging cigarettes to say hello, or teasing.
Ridicule, mouth full of fragrance.
This is a meeting... Looking at it with interest, Tang Chao smacked his lips and then exhaled...
After finding out that this repair shop was unusual before, Tang Chao had doubts, and now it was confirmed with certainty because he saw an acquaintance, with a strong back and a strong back, and a big horse and golden sword standing in front of the crowd, looking like a boss surrounded by people.
The man is the subject of investigation that the firm has just taken over, Bao Xiong.
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Ten days ago, on the night when Guo Mulan was rescued, Tang Chao drove the white Volkswagen in the warehouse and beat more than a dozen Sanjiang Gang members to semi-crippling condition... No wonder so many cars in the underground parking lot couldn't move.
, just move his zombie car, I dare to keep an eye on it for a long time.
I have to say that dragons have dragon shapes, and rats have rat ways. When it comes to inquiring about information, these local snakes really have a few brushes! But then again, the Sanjiang Gang...why is it you who always cause trouble?
Tang Chao was really speechless. To be fair, given his relationship with Tangdou and the Xie family, they were not naturally close to the Sanjiang Gang, at least they were inseparable. But what was the actual result?
Not to mention the nearby ones, but far away, there were troubles outside the house, Tangdou was kidnapped... Every time they fell into Tang Chao's hands, it was them. Tang Chao felt like he was an undercover agent, sparing no effort to crack down on the little ones.
The girl's family business...
He shook his head silently, and out of the corner of his eye he saw several hurried figures. He raised his eyebrows and squinted to look...
As time went by, the crowd gathered in the open space, and there were probably this many people. At this time, Shouhou hurriedly arrived with his little brother. He ignored the teasing of acquaintances around him, walked through the crowd, and took the initiative to greet him. He said the last name.
The boss, also known as Bao Xiong, glanced over and let out a gentle hum in his nose, quite majestic.
"Monkey, what the hell did you do? You just came here now... What are you holding in your hand?" The person who spoke was Brother Wen, Shouhou's direct boss. He cursed and made a rescue. At the same time, his eyes fell on Shouhou's right hand. There was a
Something that looks like a package.
"I went to get something, and I wasted a little time... This is, uh, my future meal guy." He scratched his head and explained, and Skinny Monkey quickly unwrapped the cloth.
"There aren't many guys in the factory. I need you to go and get it... Damn it! What the hell is this?"
Not only Brother Wen who was startled, but also the boss Bao Xiong couldn't help but move his eyes over and stared blankly at the thing in Shou Monkey's hand. Judging from the overall image, it should be a knife or a short knife, but judging from the handle
Judging from the domineering and complicated roaring dragon head decoration, some people would definitely believe it to be a handicraft. It looks quite delicate, and under the light, the dragon's whiskers and eyes are clearly distinguishable.
"I hold the dragon-slaying knife in my mouth!"
The thin monkey couldn't help but smile proudly and said: "Hey, this is the Demon-Slaying Knife, CF... ahem, I saw it elsewhere, so I asked Lao Liu to beat it."
"Okay, kid, you have an idea, and I like it. Is it possible to kill people?"
"It's all right, it's sharpened."
"Okay, monkey, I'll remember you. Let's go ahead and do it tonight, try to cut a few more and open up the front. Haha..."
"Okay, boss, just wait and see!"
Thanks to this domineering demon-slaying knife, Slender Monkey finally showed his face. While they were joking, everyone in the venue was almost there.
The big men didn't find it strange, they were laughing and joking, and they were familiar with each other and stepped forward to pick up the guy who took advantage of them. At this time, more than ten black vans drove into the venue one by one, with the doors wide open, and the crowd who had already picked the guys bowed their heads and sat in in an orderly manner...
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What a huge formation! This is an action... How about calling the police to calm down the panic?
Tang Chao, who was hiding in the dark, was thinking so boredly as he stared at a lean figure in the field, it was the thin monkey. The latter was gathering with several younger brothers at this time, gesturing with exaggerated knives in his hands, with a proud look on his face.
His mouth opened and closed, and he kept talking as if he was bragging... It was him!
I just came in. Tang Chao has transferred the surveillance video of the maintenance shop. When the zombie truck was pulled here to be unloaded a few days ago, it was this person who got out of the back of the truck. In other words, there is a high probability that the Broken Jade Sword
It fell on him.
Thinking about it this way, I have to follow along tonight to watch a good show. Otherwise, what if the clue is accidentally hacked to death... Well, it should be unlikely. This kind of date is more likely to not lead to a fight.
big.
This is not a random guess by the Tang Dynasty. Just like killers, gangsters also pay attention to advancing with the times. The era of fighting and killing has long passed. The more generous you are, the fewer people can actually fight in the end. It is nothing more than
It's just a show, and even this is something I'm very nervous about. I won't do it easily unless it's absolutely necessary, lest I go in with the mark of a gathering of people making trouble on my forehead...
Watching the black vans filing out of the factory, Tang Chao also walked out of the shadows, took a few steps to run, and easily climbed up the high wall of the maintenance plant. Just as he was about to jump off and drive to follow, his expression was suddenly startled, and he was subconsciously short.
Lying down.
The location of the repair shop is relatively remote. Although it is not far from the main road, there are not many factory buildings around it. The wilderness is clearly visible in all directions, and there are very few pedestrians and vehicles. But just as the vans turned onto the main road and sped away, a motorcycle suddenly passed by the road.
The rider was pushed up from the ditch, looking quite sneaky. The rider sat on it, turned his head warily, took out his mobile phone, and put it to his ear...
Sister Qing?
Although the sky was dark, she was wearing a helmet, and she was not riding her more iconic Harley-Davidson motorcycle, Tang Chao still recognized the identity of the rider at a glance, it was his boss Zhong Wanqing.
At this moment she is... calling the police?
Okay, now it’s ready, just serve it in one pot.
Looking at Zhong Wanqing who quietly started his motorcycle after calling the police and followed far behind the van, Tang Chao shook his head. He didn't have any other ideas. It wouldn't have much impact on him. Just call the police. Just ask before the gangster was arrested.
All it takes is the whereabouts of the sword. I guess it shouldn't be difficult to do.
Jump off the fence, find the car that is coming, start it, and drive towards the avenue. As far as you can see, a white car drives past the intersection at a constant speed. When it is about to turn right, it suddenly stops. If you have a magnifying glass at this time, or your eyesight
If you are good enough and observe carefully enough, you will clearly see the hairs standing on end from the palm of your hand that is placed on the steering wheel...
Turn the steering wheel in the opposite direction and stay in the left lane.
This is obviously an illegal operation, but it is not uncommon in some remote places. There are no cameras, and as long as you don't go in the wrong direction, it's a matter of fate.
It wasn't until he was a hundred meters away that Tang Chao turned his eyes and landed on the rearview mirror. The white car in the distance could no longer be seen, and he could only see two car lights that were getting further away... His expression gradually became solemn.
Thoughtfully, in the end, he laughed silently.
In fact, Tang Chao didn't see anything just now. He didn't even have time to pay attention to the make of the car, let alone who was sitting in the car. But sometimes, some people don't need to confirm with their eyes.
, intuition is enough to perceive.
Are you really going back to your guns... are you such a thief...
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