Soon after Ma Xiaolin returned from the beach, Jiang Wuwei and Li Xintong began to act, and they took advantage of the night to drive towards the warehouse in the suburbs.

Wuwei looked at the dark night outside the car window, and found that he was far away from the city, and he had driven some distance past the bulk cargo terminal, he asked Li Xintong who was driving softly, "Brother Li, why haven't you arrived yet?"

"Oh, come on, it's a few kilometers from the junction in front of you off the highway. Li Xintong seemed to understand the meaning of Wuwei when he said this, and explained: "Our big gang also does some smuggling business, and the goods smuggled in are hidden in this warehouse, so the location of the warehouse is very remote, and it is difficult for outsiders to find it." ”

As he spoke, the car got off the highway and into a side road. After less than ten minutes, Li Xintong slowed down, turned off his headlights and slid on the road for a while, and finally stopped silently on the side of the road.

Li Xintong put down the window glass, pointed to the dark building not far away, and said, "That's it, Mr. Jiang, it's dangerous to be alone, I'll go with you." ”

Jiang Wuwei looked in the direction pointed by Li Xintong, only the position of the guardhouse was exposed, and he said softly: "No, you just wait in the car, and you will drive the car to the warehouse gate in ten minutes." With that, he packed up his weapon, opened the car door, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

The reason why Jiang Wuwei didn't let Li Xintong follow him was because he learned from Wang Ji that Li Xintong was a scholar, unlike Zhang Yilu and those who were born in special forces, they had participated in actual battles, and everyone had been born and died. And Li Xintong is different, taking him with him will only distract him.

Jiang Wuwei soon came to the gate of the courtyard, Li Xintong said that this was originally a factory, and it was converted into a warehouse by the gang, so there is a guardhouse at the door like other factories.

The gate was one of those self-retracting iron fences, more than a man high, tightly closed. The guardhouse has a small door that leads to the outside and can be accessed through the factory area.

The lights were on in the guardhouse, Jiang Wuwei quietly approached the window, and looked inside, there were two people inside, one was lying on the couch and sleeping on the couch, and the other was sitting on a chair with a drowsy look.

Jiang Wuwei approached the small door, dodged to the side, and gently knocked on the door twice with his fingers, waited for a while and heard no response inside, and then knocked twice with more force, and this time he immediately heard movement inside.

"Damn, what's the sound of the third watch in the middle of the night. I heard only one person scolding, opening the small door and coming out to check the situation.

When this person's feet stepped out of the door, Wuwei flashed and came to his back, covering his mouth with one hand, holding his head with the other, twisting his hands hard, only to hear a clatter, his neck was twisted alive, and then his body collapsed in Wuwei's arms. Jiang Wuwei took advantage of the situation to hug his waist, dragged him to the foot of the wall next to him, and gently placed him in the dark shadow.

Jiang Wuwei reached out and pulled out the M1911 from the holster under his armpit, took out the silencer and installed it on the muzzle, cleaned up and walked into the guardhouse.

He came to the sofa inside, the person lying on it was still asleep, and Jiang Wuwei kicked his leg that was hanging outside the sofa with his foot.

"Don't make a fuss, I'll sleep a little longer. The guy muttered, rolled over and fell asleep again.

"I don't know how to die. Wuwei scolded lightly, and poked him heavily in the forehead with the barrel of the gun, probably hurting him, this guy sat up suddenly, opened his mouth and scolded, "Bastard......"

Before Wuwei finished scolding, he put the silencer in his mouth. As soon as he saw a gun in his mouth, this guy suddenly sobered up, his mouth was stuffed with something, he couldn't speak, and his two eyes looked at Wuwei with a frightened look.

Wuwei held the pistol, and did not mean to pull the barrel out of his mouth, and whispered: "You can promise whatever I ask you, otherwise I will let you breathe on both sides of this eating play, do you understand?"

"Uh-huh, uh-huh......" The guy had a muffler in his mouth, and he could only nod his head and make a muffled sound, wondering how you would make me answer like this.

"Is there a young man who was arrested by Ma Xiaolin here?"

"Uh-huh. The guard nodded vigorously.

Seeing that he couldn't speak, Wuwei pulled the barrel of the gun out of his mouth, put it against his chest, and asked, "How many of you are here?"

"Six people, four of us in it. The guy said tremblingly.

"Where are they?" asked Wu Wei again.

"It's all under the office building inside, there are two people who were just sent by Ma Xiaolin, and two people who are guards guarding the warehouse, and they all live in the rooms downstairs. "This guy was talking with his eyes rolling around, as if he was paying attention to something.

"Where is the person being held?"

"He was being held in that room at the end of the second floor. ”

"Alright, you can take me to him now. Wu Wei tapped his chest with a gun and added, "You don't play tricks for me, otherwise you won't blame me for being polite." ”

"Understood, but I don't have the key, and I can't open the door when I go, the key is in the hands of Ma Xiaolin's cronies, and we only have to guard the warehouse door. ”

Jiang Wuwei thought for a while and said to him, "You take me to the detainee's room first." ”

"Alright, please follow me. After saying that, he got up and walked out, and Wuwei followed him with a gun and walked towards the courtyard.

On the right side of the courtyard is a two-story building, which is the office area of the former factory. Now the whole building was pitch black, only a light was on at the top of the staircase, and it seemed that all the people had fallen asleep.

Jiang Wuwei felt that the guards were looking around, put the muzzle of the gun against his back, and said in a low voice: "You be honest, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind." ”

"Know, know, just go up from here. He said as he began to walk up the stairs, and the fellow's eyes were roaming around for an escape opportunity, despite his promise.

"Wait, everyone else is in that house?" Wu Wei called out to the person in front of him and asked him in a low voice.

The guy stopped and pointed to the doorway next to the stairs, "They all live here, rest assured, they're all asleep." ”

Wuwei pushed him, "Okay, let's go up." ”

The two of them went up the stairs and turned into the corridor on the left, and at the end of the corridor there was a door, which, according to the man, was supposed to be where Arun was being held.

They quietly walked towards the end of the corridor, and when they passed the second door, Wu Wei suddenly heard a slight wheezing sound in the room, he quickly put his ear to the door and listened, it was the sound of even breathing in a deep sleep, Wu Wei understood that the person in front of him was lying to him, and he followed quickly without moving.

At the end of the hallway, the guard stopped, turned and pointed to the closed door and said, "The person you are looking for is being held inside." ”

Wu Wei walked in front of him, put his ear on the door, and listened quietly, there was no movement inside, Wu Wei knocked lightly twice, and called out in a low voice, "Ah Lun, Ah Lun, are you inside?"

The guard took advantage of Wuwei's attention to focus on the room, turned around and ran towards the staircase, because Wuwei was already suspicious of the guard, so he paid attention to his every move, seeing that he was desperate to escape, he raised the gun in his hand, aimed at his back and hooked the board machine.

At the same time as Wuwei fired, the guard opened his throat and howled, "Robber, come quickly, ......" and fell down in the corridor before he finished shouting.

Jiang Wuwei's gunfire was low, but the guard's shouts were very alarming in the quiet night, and the lights in the two rooms upstairs and downstairs were immediately lit. Jiang Wuwei didn't bother to call Ah Lun again, and decided to pack up the rest of the guards first.

The door of the room where the snoring sound came out just now suddenly opened, and a person rushed into the corridor with a miniature submachine gun, and before he could react, Jiang Wuwei fired, and the bullet accurately entered his head, and he lay at the door of the room, and the submachine gun in his hand was thrown out.

The people in the room did not dare to come out again when they saw this scene, and hid in the room and pointed at the door, and there was a blind strafing of fire, and the bullets hit the cement on the walls everywhere, and the corridor was dusty and full of smoke.

Jiang Wuwei bent down and gently approached the door, handed the gun to his left hand, took out a grenade with his right hand, bit the pull ring with his teeth and pulled it out violently, let go of his fingers, jumped up with a snap, Wuwei secretly counted three times, and then threw the grenade against the floor into the door.

Wu Wei instinctively dodged his body to the side, covering his ear near the door with his right hand, and heard a loud bang, felt the small building tremble, and the corridor was immediately filled with smoke from the explosion.

Before the smoke cleared, Jiang Wuwei put his body against the door frame, and looked around the room, the people inside had been blown up and blurred, lying on their backs at the foot of the innermost wall. The contents of the room were also blown to pieces, and the windows in the back were destroyed by the shock wave from the explosion.

At this moment, a fierce gunshot rang out at the staircase, and Jiang Wuwei thought that the guards downstairs must have heard the movement and blocked the stairs. The bullet hit the wall opposite the staircase, leaving a dense crater. Jiang Wuwei raised his hand and fired a few shots at the staircase, in order to warn the guards downstairs.

It seemed impossible to rush down the stairs, Jiang Wuwei dodged and hid in the room that had just been blown up, he took off the silencer on the pistol and inserted the gun into the holster under his armpit. Wuwei was unhurriedly tidying up, while thinking about how to clean up the guards downstairs.

Jiang Wuwei looked around the room, and when he saw the blown out window, he had an idea, he walked to the window and saw that the glass window had all been broken, and only the protective net outside the window was still intact. He pushed the protective net with his hand, and it was very strong.

Jiang Wuwei saw a round stool with iron legs next to him, he grabbed the legs of the iron stool, aimed at the protective net outside the window and smashed it hard, and it didn't take a few strokes to smash the protective net open. Wuwei put down the stool, looked down, and then turned and walked out of the room. Wu Wei came to the corridor, picked up the MP7 submachine gun hanging on his right shoulder, and fired a few more shots at the staircase.

The people below were really attracted by Jiang Wuwei's shooting, and immediately shot at the top, Jiang Wuwei saw that the people below were fooled, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he turned around and returned to the room.