"Eat, Xiao Tang, have you just come back from outside? It's been hard enough."
"There's nothing easy about making money. Okay, don't bother Mr. Yang. You're dating the old ladies. I'll leave first."
"What do you call this? It's neither big nor small. I'm just using my spare energy!"
"Don't explain this to me. Just coax Aunt Yang back later."
"Haha, you kid..."
Daily greetings and jokes are very ordinary, but there is also a touch of earthly fireworks. Maybe this is why someone does not want to get involved in the grudges of the past life. This kind of life is really comfortable, at least it is better than fighting and killing.
Love more.
He smiled and said goodbye to Mr. Yang, who was pretending to be angry. The latter was dressed in martial arts uniforms and was obviously going to the lawn to teach a group of old ladies to practice Tai Chi for health. Looking back, Tang Chao was about to turn the handle of the motorcycle. He subconsciously lowered his head and picked up the old man.
He took off his gloves and took out his cell phone from his pocket.
Light up the screen to remind you of a new email.
Wei Zheng, if there are still some acquaintances, relatives and friends who know his frequently used mobile phone number, then there are only three people who know his unknown English fuel tank website address, Dr. Massman, the little fat man from Morocco, and the one named Yelian
's agent.
The one I contacted most often was undoubtedly Ye Lian, who needed to send out express reports on time every week. The second one was Dr. Massman. The fat Moroccan guy had basically no communication with him. This person was quite afraid of him.
When I opened the email, it turned out to be Yelian, but the content was not a weekly newsletter, nor was it at that time. It contained a location map with three letters and an exclamation mark - SOS!
International rescue signal.
This... Tang Chao was stunned. The first thought that flashed through his mind was that the opponent's position was exposed and Fuma Musashi came back. But then he thought it was impossible. The young monk was here, and Fuma Musashi was a mad dog.
That's right, but he has a weak head. Doing something even though he knows what he can't do is the style of a brat. It's not his way of doing things. A strong-headed kid can't become the world's top killer. Besides, even if Fuma Musashi recovers from his injuries, come to think of it.
If we challenge again, there is no way Kitōji will allow it.
But if it wasn't Fuma Musashi, who else would it be?
In doubt, he clicked on the positioning coordinate map, zoomed in, and his palms suddenly shook. He was completely dumbfounded and frightened. Tang Chao blinked inexplicably, and his eyes subconsciously moved to the side, and then back again. This location... looks a bit familiar...
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"Maybe we shouldn't waste any more time." At the end of the deserted street, a burly figure nearly two meters tall was walking slowly along the roadside. On the sidewalk opposite him, there was also a blurry figure doing the same thing.
Looking around, he said, "The situation is obvious, isn't it? The little Chinese girl has already run away."
"Impossible!" a voice mixed with anger said urgently in the headset, "I called up the surveillance cameras of several surrounding streets and watched her enter this area with my own eyes and never come out again. She must be frightened now.
If you do, just hide in any corner and you can find it!"
"Surveillance doesn't mean anything, Jibri. Just admit that your mistake was stupid."
"Shit! You are targeting me, Frank, you have always been like this. Just because of the operation in Venice, I have explained it many times. It is not my problem. It is because you reported an incorrect environmental parameter in the early stage. This
This led to errors in coordination during subsequent actions..."
"Oh, really? Anyway, the final data is in your hands, you can say whatever you want."
"Damn! What do you want me to say..."
"Shut up!" A cold voice belonging to a middle-aged man sounded, then he paused and said, "Continue searching!"
"I would like to make a suggestion, maybe we should transfer the bat here. He is an expert in tracking."
"I agree."
"I...wait! Ha, guys, look what I found, a slipper, um, and the fragrance of a girl... Believe me, you can't be wrong, it must be her!"
"Report location!"
"Right in front of you, BOSS, about 80 meters away from the alley. We can narrow the search area, and she can't escape."
"Well done!"
"Shit luck..."
"I hear you, Frank, haha, you're jealous of my luck."
…
Hiding in the corner of the garage, behind the huge Volvo car, Ye Wangjun pressed his ears against the wall of the warehouse, trying to hear some movement from the courtyard outside.
They still went back the way they came and hid in the warehouse. This was a forced and helpless move. Those people were not simple.
Although there is no intelligence information indicating the identity of the other party, it is certain that it is not the policeman that the confused girl said. Well, this is nonsense, a bunch of crooked nuts, all of them have guns... Anyway, she lives in Lingjiang
I haven’t seen such a police officer in half a year!
In addition, it was just a glimpse just now. I didn't take a second look, and I didn't dare to take a second look, but Ye Wangjun still analyzed something. Such a special group, each performing its own duties, blocked the position, and conducted a tacit search like a dragnet.
It's really not something that ordinary gang members can do. I'm afraid they don't come from some foreign underground force organization. They didn't even receive any news beforehand...
If she was alone, she could try to break out. Of course, it would not be a frontal breakthrough. Although Ye Wangjun claimed to have some strength, he still had self-awareness. Her skills were too ordinary in the underground world.
To say that you can catch a lot of people is a compliment, and it means that you can use concealment and disguise to be a little bit more effective. This is also an essential skill for a killer agent, but when facing professional experts, to be honest, it is still very empty.
In this way, plus a confused little mushroom, GameOver, maybe you will be blocked as soon as you go out...
Feeling that he was likely to fall into a deep quagmire, Ye Wangjun did not hesitate at all and decisively shook his head.
That person should come...
Well, Ye Wangjun is actually not very confident. In fact, half a month ago, she would not have had any hope. But now the situation is a little different. The person took the initiative to contact her and accepted a task, although he did not say it clearly.
But according to the rules of the underground world, this means recognition and the establishment of a certain contractual relationship.
Moreover, she didn’t get any commission from the rivet order!
Fuck... Don't get me wrong, this is not a polite way of complaining about someone, but Ye Wangjun heard some movement through the wall, slightly scattered footsteps, light or heavy, and the other party obviously had no intention of hiding it.
He retreated silently and jumped under the chassis of the car, holding a wrench in his hand.
There is no doubt that the local materials are collected, which also shows the current embarrassing situation. Yes, Ye Wangjun did not bring a gun here. It is not careless. Who rushes online to bring a gun... It can be regarded as being cheated by the wood spirit. This
The police were here, who would have thought that we would encounter such a dangerous situation.
A vague English accent came in from the outside, and it gradually became clear, "This is... a warehouse? It's not locked, it doesn't look like someone is hiding..." Having said that, the next moment, there was a loud bang, and the warehouse
The iron door was pushed open hard, and the echo vibrated.
The movement was a bit loud, but Ye Wangjun could understand the intention of the other party. If he were an ordinary person, he would be easily exposed if there was any turmoil in his heart when he was already under tremendous pressure... Fortunately, such a big warehouse
There was no scream from the wood spirit inside. Ye Wangjun had told her before that she didn't have to worry about anything, just cover her mouth tightly, and stuffed her ears with tissues...
He walked in slowly, and at a certain moment, he suddenly laughed, and footsteps walked in a certain direction, "Come out, or let me drag you out... Don't you realize that you are not hiding? You
The slippers are exposed, she is really an unintelligent little Chinese girl..."
In the joking tone, Ye Wangjun felt his pounding heart rising to his throat. He almost couldn't help but poke his head out to check the situation. At this moment, the footsteps stopped suddenly, as if he had hit something.
Another laugh rang out, "Ha, you lose, remember to give me ten dollars later."
"Let's give it a try. What if it's faked... Well, I lost. I think it's because I can't speak Chinese. Maybe the other party doesn't understand English... Well, do you want to make another bet? It's still ten
Dollars, bet on whether she is in this warehouse."
"I don't want to gamble. My mother told me since I was a child that people should be content and accept things when they are good. I think what she said makes sense."
"Fuck!"
"Haha, let's start working. This warehouse is quite large. Maybe it's really possible to hide it in there. Search carefully."
"Okay...but I have a question."
Subconsciously I replied, "What?"
"Did your mother ever tell you not to invade other people's territory at will? That is a very dangerous thing."
"That's not true. Why do you ask..." There was a sudden pause, and the communication channel fell into a dead silence. There was no sound of rustling electricity. After a moment, he said in a solemn tone, "Who are you!"