One hundred and thirty-one chips
Han Zhi felt that he was sure enough to fulfill his promise to Zhang Run, he had never been afraid to calculate people with the worst malice, and he treated no one as an exception, but after all, Zhang Run was the first person he liked when he was young, and it was Zhang Run who told him to understand that he couldn't like a woman at all, and he didn't mind raising someone he liked without affecting his own interests. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
But it's hard to live as you like, and you have to have enough chips first. He sent additional men into the market and suburbs, and searched for the group of people who had been caught and lost before.
Even Wei Yanxi felt that this was really looking for a needle in a haystack, and asked him with sweat if it was time to think of other methods: "The last time there was such a big noise, they will definitely be cautious and cautious, and I am afraid they will not show up again in the near future." There's no way we can go on like this. "The manpower and material resources spent are not ordinarily large, and there have been people staring at them on Jinyiwei's side recently.
"Chen Xiang's side is a bottomless pit, we continue to make trouble like this, and we don't know how much silver we have to throw into it." Guan Shan also followed suit: "What Yan Xi said makes sense, we have been looking for those people for two years before we can find a side, but this time, I am afraid that they will not come out for a long time." ”
Han Zhi was not impatient, on the contrary, he always had great patience in this matter. After listening to Guan Shan and Wei Yanxi's frustrating words, he didn't get angry, he looked at the records in his hand and looked at them again, and said with a smile: "No, it's just the opposite." Our people have been following them for a while, and the records that came back before clearly record that they were very active during this time. Since there is a lot of activity, it means that they always have something to do, and now that this nest of theirs has been destroyed by us, they must have to find another nest. ”
He has never been a person who is afraid of trouble, otherwise he would not have been looking for the group of people who killed Song Chuning for two years. He has this patience to play with each other.
"A lot of things are hard to think about, and it's like looking for a needle in a haystack. But if you use your brain, you will know that no matter how difficult it is, there is always a place to start. Han Zhi dipped the pen in cinnabar, ticked several red circles on the paper, and pointed to these red circles to show the two of them: "I don't believe you take a closer look, did our people often lose people in the suburbs of Beijing?" ”
As soon as he painted like this, Wei Yanxi and Guan Shan's eyes widened in surprise.
The three caves of the cunning rabbit mean that the house near the Wong Tai Sin Temple in the capital is likely to be just one of their nests, and they have another nest. According to the pattern of the past two years, their other nest is likely to be in the suburbs of Beijing.
"Suspicious locations are to be searched in batches." Han Zhi threw the pen in his hand on the table casually, with his usual sneer on his face: "Chen Xiang stuffs more money over there, and the movement is bigger." To the outside world, it is said that there are a few fugitive slaves on our Zhuangzi. The more they make a fuss, the more they can't hold their breath, they can't hold their breath, and it's time to come out and find a way. ”
After searching for several days with great fanfare, I finally waited for the rabbit that hit the tree.
He sat in the mansion that had been searched countless times, and sneered without raising his eyes: "Let's be honest, maybe I'm in a good mood and can spare your life." ”
This was the first happy thing he had ever been forgiven by Zhang Run this year, so even if he sneered, he tried his best not to make himself look too cold, put his hands behind his head, and leaned comfortably into the rocking chair.
The people below didn't make a sound, their mouths were pursed tightly, and they looked like they were at home.
Guan Shan slammed the man's knee from behind, forcing him to kneel on the ground, but his eyes looked at Han Zhi: "Shizi, do you want to use torture?" ”
Han Zhi had a smile on his face, but the smile didn't reach his eyes at all, he stretched out his leg and kicked the man's chin, and the man was kicked and rolled back, the back of his head slammed on the steps with a heavy muffled sound, and dark blood oozed from the side of his lips.
Guan Shan had already dodged to the side flexibly, Han Zhi stretched out his foot and patted the ash on his shoes, followed by a few steps and paced in front of the man, stretched out his foot and stepped on the top of his head, and his voice was cold: "I saved your face, you will continue." Although I'm not as big as the prison of the Criminal Department, I won't be any worse, follow me, I have more ways to make your life worse than death! ”
His eyes scanned over the man, his gaze fixed on his hands----- there were thick calluses in the palms of his hands, and even the tiger's mouth had old scars that looked quite old......
It seems that he is still a former soldier, Han Zhi's doubts increased greatly, and he squatted down to hold the man's hand and looked at it carefully for a while, still with an inexplicable smile on his face: "Even if you don't say anything, I have a way to find out your identity, it's better to suffer less, and tell me who you are, isn't it more cost-effective?" ”
Han Zhi's hand was extremely strong, holding his fingers back almost perpendicular to the back of his hand, and soon the person's fingers creaked and crunched, and his index finger hung softly, obviously broken.
The man was sweating, his whole face was pale and he leaned back, and his hair was also wet and sweaty on his face and neck, but he still gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.
Ma Wangkun is not really so tough, it's just that he has lived a lifetime and has no other hope, so he expects to watch his son and daughter get a good home, Song Chuyi is benevolent and righteous to their families, if he betrays people at this time, not to mention whether Song Chuyi will let go of his old son and his wife and children, even if it is Cui Shaoting and Cui Yingshu, he will not let him go.
When he was a bandit, he had already put his head on the belt of his trousers, and after so many years in the bloody rain, he never thought that he would still be alive. Even if he really dies in the hands of this person this time, it can be exchanged for a lifetime of peace and prosperity for his family, which is worth it.
With the determination to die, he felt that the hot pain coming from his chin and fingers was not pain, and he looked up at Han Zhi and sneered without saying a word.
Han Zhi didn't expect him to laugh suddenly, and when he saw his provocative smile, he couldn't help but laugh angrily, kicked him in the abdomen and kicked him out of the distance, turned his head and ordered Guan Shan: "Let go of the wind, just say that I have caught a bandit who committed the murder here!" ”
If this man doesn't speak, he naturally has another way. Grind slowly, let him try all the pain, and see if he can move. Even if he doesn't recruit him, his accomplices outside will be in a hurry.
He took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, he looked at the next door with a half-ring, revealing a meaningful smile. (To be continued.) )