117 Wind and rain killing night

Xia Lixing was stunned at the door.

As for it?!

Are you going to have a fight?!

Losers, two losers who are alive, a good room, see what you make it look like.

"Lao Xia, what are you doing standing there, come in." Lin Qingyang waved his hand at Xia Lixing at the door.

When Xia Lixing heard this, he walked in a few steps, looked around, and the only few chairs in the room were all smashed, and there was no place to sit, so he had to reluctantly sit on the ground like Lin Qingyang, his eyes were slick, and he kept looking at the big shoe prints on the face of the short knife.

The words 42 yards are still clear.

Hey, enough personality!

"What are you looking at?" The short knife glanced at Xia Lixing angrily, and said very annoyedly.

Lost!

Lost in the hands of this kid again!

The short knife looked at Lin Qingyang, and suddenly like the ninth master, he spontaneously gave birth to an unfathomable feeling, this feeling was only given to him by the mighty instructor who was like a god when he was in the army. I don't know why, the short knife was in a trance in his heart, and in an instant, he felt that Lin Qingyang and his instructor looked a little similar.

Kick in the face.

The final result of the competition was the same as last time, and I was kicked in the face by this kid again, mother-, you're so awesome, why can't you change a trick, this stinky size 42 leather shoe soles, short knives are fed up!

"I need your help." After a pause, Lin Qingyang looked at the short knife, his face changed, and he said solemnly.

"Say." Short knife path.

"I want you to go out with me to do something." Lin Qingyang said.

"Why?"

"I've been trapped in prison for so many years, although it's a last resort, but this kind of prisoner-like life will definitely have an impact on your mind, so your combat effectiveness is no longer at its peak, and has even regressed a lot. Come out with me, I'll give you a chance to regain your old past and regain your combat strength! Lin Qingyang said seriously.

The short knife was silent for a moment, and suddenly agreed.

"Okay!"

"I knew you'd agree."

"I need this opportunity."

"Will there be any difficulties?" Lin Qingyang asked.

"If you want to say that there may have been before, but now you don't have to worry, the new director Sun Tingren is good, he used to be in the army, he is a big fan of mine, he was very respectful to me after he came, and he transferred me out of prison and taught this group of policemen. Tell him, it shouldn't be a problem. ”

The short knife took out a cigarette, stuffed it into his mouth, lit it, and then, like last time, took most of it in one gulp, paused, and spit out a string of white smoke in his mouth.

Lin Qingyang listened to it angrily and funny.

A fan of someone?!

I'm kidding you, right?! The head of the police station will actually be a fan of your prisoner, what are you bragging?

But if you think about it, this guy is right. Otherwise, how to explain the great changes in the Huiqiao Police Station. No matter where it is, a guy with such skills as a short knife must also be a top student, especially in a place like the army, where men are bloody, and people there especially admire the short knife as a benchmark figure like one to ten, and it is natural to have two brainless fans like Sun Ting.

Lin Qingyang, "There is one more thing I want to ask you to help with." ”

Shortknife glared at him impatiently, "Long-winded." ”

Lin Qingyang pointed at Xia Lixing, "This is my buddy, I've been in some trouble recently, I'm afraid that those guys will not be good for him, so I want him to stay here for two days." Even if it's a bandit who doesn't want to die, he won't blatantly go to the police station to make trouble, I still trust this, but I need you to talk to your brainless fans. ”

"No problem!" Shortknife seemed to be unable to wait, "When are we leaving?" ”

"Tonight!"

"Then you wait, I'll go talk to Sun Ting." The more he spoke, the more excited he became, he jumped up, spit out the cigarette butt, and walked out without any delay.

"Brother, what are you going to do tonight?" Xia Lixing heard something strange and looked at him a little nervously.

"Do something big."

"What's the matter?"

"Don't leak it!"

", you're not in danger, is it?"

"Brother Xia, you still can't trust me? Dude is so awesome, how can it be dangerous, you can put ten thousand hearts. But it's inconvenient to take you to this matter, so I'm wronged, you stay here for two days in the past two days......"

Jingle bells.

As he was talking, the mobile phone rang, Lin Qingyang took out the mobile phone and looked at it, smiled thoughtfully at the corner of his mouth, and connected the phone.

It was the ninth master who called.

Lin Qingyang is in the light, and he is in the dark. However, the two have kept in touch.

"Ready?" Lin Qingyang asked.

"It's all ready." Over there, the Ninth Master replied respectfully.

"Then you come to the Huiqiao Police Station immediately, tonight, I have an operation, you join me."

"Yes!"

——

Night.

Today's weather in City C is a little gloomy, the air is black and oppressive gathered a piece of dark clouds, the southeast wind is howling constantly, look at that appearance, it seems that the rainstorm is coming, but this environment should be the situation, it is not bad.

Wind and rain killing night!

Sharpen your knives at night!

The ninth master has a very conscious sense of being a slave, he was originally going to drive, but the short knife has been in prison for so many years, and his hands have long been itchy, so he decisively robbed the job of the short knife. is worthy of being born in the army, this guy is really an all-rounder, although he hasn't touched it for so many years, but he is not unfamiliar at all, and he doesn't know how much stronger his driving skills are than Lin Qingyang, as soon as this black car arrived in his hands, he immediately buzzed, full of potential, and rushed towards the southern mountains outside C City.

Halfway through.

The rain was already pouring down.

Lin Qingyang was looking at the information handed to him by the Ninth Master, his brows furrowed from time to time, this information contained a lot of things, all of which he told the Ninth Master to get his hands on. Once thrown out, it will definitely cause an unprecedented sensation on the ground of City C, and of course, the information also includes the specific location of Jiang Feng and others now.

Southern Mountains?!

Knowing the specific scope, the work of the fixed-point search will be handed over to the ninth master, this old man is worthy of being the president of the former thief association, and the ability to find things and people is at a professional level. After reading it, Lin Qingyang threw these materials to the ninth master.

"Put it away."

"Yes."

The ninth master was sitting in danger and put away the information. Although Lin Qingyang is no longer his opponent, but sitting side by side with the young guy in front of him, Jiu Ye is still very anxious in his heart, on a rainy day, there is a cold sweat on his forehead, and from time to time he raises his eyes to look at the short knife in front of him that is driving with cigarettes, Jiu Ye is puzzled: Where did this guy with a scumbag come from? He doesn't look like a mortal!

The vehicle drove into the mountains.

The road is getting more and more rugged, coupled with the sudden rainstorm, one thunder after another, it is even more thrilling, but the short knife did not panic, controlled the steering wheel, but stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, the vehicle flicked its tail, the speed was a point faster, and the bumpy rumbling all the way forward.

Soon to the destination.

The creak stopped, and the car stalled.

It was pouring rain in the dark night. Occasionally, lightning roared, illuminating the surrounding heaven and earth instantly, and in front of it was a deep valley, and a few kilometers in front of the valley, a three-story stone house revealed a few faint lights.

"Let's do it, what are you waiting for?" A strange light flashes in the eye of the short knife.

"The two of us touched it, you stay here to pick up the leak, and when you see someone running for your life, give him a knife." After Lin Qingyang finished instructing the Ninth Master, he looked at the short knife in the eye, and the two of them touched the stone house one after the other.

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