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Chen Kangjie stepped out of the car pulled by Dong Mingshu and tightened his shirt. (Like this book, please collect biquge.info) for the first time tonight's night sè flickered brightly and darkly, Chen Kangjie looked up at the sky, the half moon in the sky had just been covered by a thin cloud, the moonlight shone obliquely from the gap between the clouds, and the shadow of the small tree in front of the warehouse mén was stretched so long, the sea breeze swept through a small forest in front of him, and the dense leaves were stirred to rustle, like a ghost, which seemed to highlight that the night was very quiet.

Through the moonlight shining on Chen Kangjie's face, it can be seen that Chen Kangjie's expression is extremely cold at this time, his eyes are straight, and his eyelids don't blink for a long time.

Under the guidance of Dong Debiao, Chen Kangjie climbed the cement steps of the three sections of the stone inside, the outer wall of the warehouse was already mottled, a rusty iron mén was closed, and there were some lights slightly inside the mén feet, Dong Debiao pushed the big iron mén "squeak" away with both hands, Chen Kangjie took Xiong Ziqiang to follow up, and Pang Hui and Dong Mingshu stayed outside to guard.

"Jie Shao", Samidov was already at the mouth of Mén, and Luo Hu was standing behind him.

From the moment Chen Kangjie and their car approached here, Samidov had already discovered that through the cracks in the windows nailed by the wooden boards, Samidov knew that it was his own people.

"What about people?", Chen Kangjie did not go straight to the point with Samidov's politeness.

"In the room inside, Alyosha and the three of them are watching, and they haven't woken up yet," Samidov said, leading the way in front.

The whole warehouse is two large rooms, there are a lot of waste disdain and scrap iron slag left on the floor, weeds have grown in the corners of the wall, and there is a not too strong smell of niào, which is estimated to be the source of nutrients for those weeds.

A group of people trampled on the trash on the floor, and there was no light outside, except that Samidov and Luo Hu each had a flashlight in their hands, which looked a little yīnsen.

The mén separating the inside and outside of the warehouse was the kind of sliding iron mén, and after Samidov pulled the rickety sliding mén away, a light shè shè on everyone's body. There is a lamp hanging from the beam in the inner room, and the bulb has a thick layer of dust attached to it, and the light that comes out of the shè is yellow, giving people a feeling of oppression, but it is not as refreshing as the darkness outside.

"Jie Shao", Alyosha, Basev and Lovsky jumped down from a cement platform about one meter high to greet Chen Kangjie.

"Well done, hard work", Chen Kangjie patted Alyosha's hand closest to him and said six words coldly. 3∴３５6８66８８

The conversation between Chen Kangjie and Samidov was clear to only five people, because it was all in Russian.

After Chen Kangjie and Alyosha said hello, they walked straight forward, and he had already seen a person tied up and curled up on the ground not far away.

This person seemed to be halfway asleep, the red sèyàn shirt and the gray and white woolen kùzi were still relatively neat, there was no trace of fighting and pulling, but the hair was a little sluggish, and the hair on the forehead was hanging obliquely, covering his eyes.

"How could he sleep for so long?", Chen Kangjie asked softly as he stared at the prey on the ground with his hands in his pockets.

"I used to use a little trick, I used to use it a lot," Samidov replied half a step forward.

Samidov didn't make it clear what kind of small means it was, and Chen Kangjie didn't plan to delve into it, they used to be KGB agents, and they always had some unique methods within themselves, since they didn't want to say more, then forget it, people who participated in this kind of secret service organization, even if they left, would still abide by a certain discipline according to their habits.

"How do you wake up?".

"Just splash it with some cold water."

"Ah Biao, find something, nòng some cold water", Chen Kangjie did not look back, and ordered directly.

Dong Debiao didn't reply and turned around and went out, and after two minutes, I saw him come back with a blue sè plastic bucket with a large piece of missing upper edge, which was filled with half a bucket of water.

"Wake him up", Chen Kangjie still didn't move, and directly ordered Dong Debiao.

Dong Debiao grabbed the wall of the bucket with one hand, held the bottom of the bucket with the other, and splashed half a bucket of water on Huang Weiming's upper body.

After being stabbed, Huang Weiming on the ground woke up with a grunt, and wanted to flip his body, but he couldn't move his hands and feet, and when he looked up, he found that there were eight people standing in front of him, one of whom was a half-grown child, and then he turned his head and looked around, his heart was cold, even if he was an idiot, he knew that he was kidnapped.

However, his body that had just been propped up may have been numb after a long time, and he fell down again, "Who are you and what do you want?", Huang Weiming asked with a fearless posture after taking two breaths.

"I thought you were very smart, but you were just a stupid pig, and when you arrived here, you actually asked who we were", Chen Kangjie said coldly.

"Hehe, I know, you were sent by Boss Gao, I didn't expect Boss Gao to use foreigners and children, there is a set, sure enough, there is a set", Huang Weiming rolled his eyes, and said with a proud jīng.

The corners of Chen Kangjie's mouth showed a hint of contempt, "Boss Gao called us to ask for your life."

"A broken bar is going to kill me, do you think I, Huang Weiming, am scared?", Huang Weiming said with a disdainful smile.

"The boss of Guan He Film Company, the hall master of the Justice Society, how can he be frightened? I absolutely believe that you are a good man who has died outside the degree, and I also believe even more that you will not change your sè in the face of torture", Chen Kangjie neither laughed nor got angry, and his words were still so cold and indifferent.

If it was other adults who spoke, or the person who spoke was arrogant and noisy, Huang Weiming might not be afraid, but as a child like Chen Kangjie, what he said seemed to be a joke, like a mockery, so light, so cold, which made Huang Weiming feel a sense of foreboding, plus he had just been splashed with cold water, and now he was actually trembling a little.

"Say, what do you want?", even so, Huang Weiming still forced his composure, after all, he was the boss of the húndàng rivers and lakes for more than ten or twenty years.

"Since you are so smart, then guess", Chen Kangjie slowly squatted down, changed his normal attitude just now, and asked Huang Weiming with a smile.

Chen Kangjie didn't laugh, but Huang Weiming was even more uneasy when he laughed, because he thought of a term - smiling tiger.

"Don't say so much, if there is a kind, report a name", in order to break through the fear and depression in his heart, Huang Weiming shouted vigorously raising his voice.

"Tut-tut, I'm sorry, I don't have a name, you just don't plant it when I don't plant it, but I want to give you a gift", Chen Kangjie's smile put a lot of pressure on Huang Weiming who was facing him, don't look at Chen Kangjie so lightly, but the positive Huang Weiming didn't feel the slightest chūn style Buddha face, but felt that the smile on Chen Kangjie's handsome and fair face was even more ghostly.

"I sue you, if you move me today, I promise that you won't survive", Huang Weiming yelled, he simply didn't look at Chen Kangjie and turned his head around.

"Yes, I believe it, but I still have to move you, anyway, people will die sooner or later, it doesn't matter," Chen Kangjie said as he took out the fish intestine sword that Zheng Yutong had given him during the day.

"You, you, you ......", Huang Weiming turned his head to watch Chen Kangjie cool and slowly pull out a small sword from the silver-brown scabbard, and the light green sè cold light from the drawn sword body made the arrogant him shudder.

"Don't you, you and you, I believe in you, don't you still believe in yourself? A hero should have a hero, do you say, Boss Huang?", Chen Kangjie continued his faint smile, and the words that came out of his mouth made those who could understand in the back want to laugh, and Huang Weiming, who could understand in front, wanted to cry.

"Don't come here, you say, whatever you want, I will promise you", Huang Weiming said eagerly to Chen Kangjie, who was slowly approaching him.

"Okay, I admire you, it's happy enough, I heard that your hand chōu slap is very powerful, I also want to have such a hand, since you are so refreshing, then lend me your hand to play for a few days, and I will give it back to you after playing, I am also righteous enough, right?", Chen Kangjie slowly walked behind Huang Weiming, Huang Weiming wanted to turn over and press them with his ass to protect those hands.

"I know who you are", as soon as Chen Kangjie said that, Huang Weiming immediately reacted that he had guessed the wrong person just now, he didn't expect He Wanrong to have the strength to retaliate against him so soon.

"It's good that you know, you don't have to say it, you're really stupid like a pig", Chen Kangjie restrained his smile and said coldly.

Chen Kangjie grabbed Huang Weiming's arm, violently and vigorously chōu his hands out, and the right hand holding the fish intestine sword moved, and immediately a dazzling cold light flashed, and when the hand was withdrawn again, it seemed to be as usual, as if nothing had changed.

Huang Weiming himself was also stunned, the small sword in the enemy's hand had no bloodstains, and he didn't feel pain, could it be that the other party scared himself? "Ah", Huang Weiming suddenly screamed loudly, and the others looked at it, only to find that Huang Weiming's left palm had been removed in half, and the cut off half of the palm Yan Sè had not changed and was thrown three meters away.

Maybe Chen Kang's hand was too fast, maybe the little sword was too sharp, and there was no blood flowing out of the half of the severed palm, and there was no blood on even the half of Huang Weiming's hand, and the pain was delayed for several seconds before it was transmitted to Huang Weiming's brain, no matter which one it was, it was incredible, and now Huang Weiming's screams confirmed this qiē, which was real.

"Ah Biao, take off your socks, I don't like to hear pigs bark", Chen Kangjie originally planned to take out a tissue to wipe the blood stains on the sword body, but there was no blood stain on the sword body, so he only took out the paper towel in his hand and instructed Dong Debiao.

Dong Debiao quickly took off both socks and stuffed them into Huang Weiming's miserable screaming mouth, and anyone who was close could smell the foul smell coming from Dong Debiao's socks. It's summer now, and Dong Debiao's pair of white socks have been on his Hong Kong feet for two days, so it's no wonder they don't stink.

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