Chapter 210: A Good Place to Kill People and Sell Goods

In the distance, a snow-white flashlight shined through the night, and with the rustling of footsteps, two black figures slowly walked into the grove. These two figures are none other than Sun Jin and Du Zhiyuan.

"How did the boss find here, it's really a good place to kill people and sell goods. Sun Jin carried a large snakeskin bag and kicked a piece of dead wood away.

Du Zhiyuan shrugged his shoulders: "There are a few rats in the rat hole in the yard at home, and he can know how many males and mothers he has, so it's not strange to find such a place." ”

Sun Jin laughed hey, "It's also ha!"

The two walked to the front of the board room as they spoke, and then looked back at the surroundings, Du Zhiyuan said: "There is an Internet café here, if there is a fish that slips through the net, it will definitely drill here." ”

"Okay!" Sun Jin agreed, throwing the snakeskin bag in his hand to the ground, and there was a crisp sound of metal crashing.

Du Zhiyuan scolded: "Grass, can you be careful, if it sounds, we all have to go to heaven." The most important thing is that Lao Tzu doesn't have a girlfriend yet, and he hasn't even held the girl's hand, so it's a pity to die. ”

Sun Jin pouted: "Just last month, you hugged and hugged and nibbled with the young lady in the cosmetics store in the town, didn't you see me?"

After saying that, he bent down and unzipped the snakeskin bag, took out two grenades inside, walked to the door of the board room, and tried to push the door.

"Bang!" The wooden door, which had been eroded by the wind and rain, fell to the ground with a thud, and thick smoke swept out.

"Fuck!" Sun Jin was disgraced, and Du Zhiyuan gloated and laughed wildly.

"Ahem, cough, cough!" Sun Jin coughed violently, gasping and scolding, "Laugh at the chicken feathers." He waved his hand in front of his eyes, and waited until the smoke was almost clear before he stepped in with a flashlight, "What the fuck is this place?" ”

"What's wrong?" Du Zhiyuan ran into the board room curiously, only to see the covers all over the floor, and two inflatable dolls with holes, "Could this be the legendary gun room?"

"This should be a fucking kitchen!" Sun Jin shone his flashlight under the west wall, which was a row of red brick earthen stoves with four large rusty iron pots on top. Under the back wall is a cement table more than one meter high, which is supposed to be used for cutting vegetables, because in addition to the moldy cutting board, there are also several rusty broken kitchen knives. Then, I also saw a red woman, Little Nene.

Du Zhiyuan kicked the inflatable doll on the ground, and said with a smile: "People in the city are really good at playing, and they are really not fun to play, and they also play fake." ”

Sun Jin said angrily: "Okay, hurry up and work, it is estimated that it won't take long for the boss to arrive." After saying that, he found a few bricks, pressed the grenades on both sides of the door, then took out a very tough but thin silk thread in his pocket, cut off a section with a dagger, squatted down, carefully tied the two grenade rings, and measured the height of the tripwire from the ground before standing up, "I shouldn't run into an expert." ”

Du Zhiyuan stepped forward too highly: "Just do it, there is no need to delay time." If there were connoisseurs, the boss would have reminded us. ”

The two of them made a simple arrangement in the grove again, and then walked north along the path in front of the board house, about twenty meters out of the grove, in front of which was a vacant land full of garbage, which seemed to be two or three thousand square meters.

Directly west is a row of factories, a dilapidated three-story building in the southeast corner, and a tall chimney in the northeast.

Du Zhiyuan pointed to the chimney and said, "There, do you go or do I go?"

Sun Jin looked up at the cigarette tube, shone it with a flashlight, and said very sincerely: "It looks like it can be more than 30 meters, I'm afraid of heights, so it's better for you to get on." ”

"Calf thing!" Du Zhiyuan scolded, "If there are 50,000 yuan on it, you can climb faster than anyone else." ”