Finally waved goodbye to the enthusiastic flight attendants, Ling Qingfeng walked slowly on the street alone, looking at the familiar scenery on the street, it was like a leisurely stroll.

I almost got on Wang Ziyu's BMW MINI just now, but in the end, Ling Qingfeng seriously refused. To tell the truth, the dark clouds of the Beast Alliance always hung over his head, and he didn't want to, and he didn't dare to bother this beautiful and kind little flight attendant.

After walking around the street, Ling Qingfeng paid attention again and again, and did not find that anyone was following him, but he had a faint uncomfortable feeling in his heart. When he reached the intersection in the middle of the road, he had an idea and thought of a trick that the teacher had taught him in the criminal investigation class.

Reaching into his arms, he took out the used half pack of tissues, Ling Qingfeng seemed to be very casual to pinch the half pack of tissues in his palm, and with an extremely hidden small movement, he gently placed the pack of tissues on the railing on the side of the road, and then strode forward.

After crossing the intersection and walking to the door of a fast-food restaurant on the side of the street, Ling Qingfeng suddenly turned around, his eyes shooting straight at the place where he had placed the paper towel just now.

As expected, the railing gauntlets were empty, and the tissues were taken. Ling Qingfeng immediately turned his gaze to the crowd crossing the street.

In the crowd, there were several extremely ordinary-looking men with slightly unnatural expressions, looking like they had been tricked.

"Damn, it's finally showing the fox's tail!" Ling Qingfeng rushed into the fast food restaurant without hesitation, looked at it very quickly, and went straight to the back door.

The stalker would definitely focus on the person being followed, so of course those few people would notice Ling Qingfeng's small movements, so that half a pack of tissues had a natural attraction to them. If it's an irrelevant passerby, who will touch the garbage left by others! It was such a little trick learned in the police academy that made the stalker finally appear.

Ling Qingfeng quickly walked through the back door of the fast food restaurant, ran in three steps, and then jumped onto the wall outside the back door with a clean and neat movement.

At this time, the stalkers had just chased to the door of the fast food restaurant. By the time they remembered to go around to the back door, someone had already gone through the smoke and didn't know where to go.

"What? Lost your goal? Are you guys idiots? I can't keep up with a child! Do you think you're a street gangster? Spending so much money on training every year, all the smashing on the dog? ”

The red scorpion, who rushed to hear the news, was furious, and sat in the car and sprayed at a few so-called tracking experts in front of him.

"Lord Scorpion, it's not that we don't do our best, it's that kid is too cunning, we didn't expect him to know how to counter-track skills, and he was careless for a while!" One of them explained.

"Careless? A bunch of rubbish! You say, 'What now?' The red scorpion roared viciously.

"Give us some more time, we can find him through local connections, spend money to do things, and it will still work well in the mainland!" One of the trackers swore by an oath.

The red scorpion touched his big bald head, thought about it, and suddenly scolded: "Fart! You class of waste, you know how to spend money, spend money! Can you use your brain? That kid's home is here, let's just kill him where he hides! If you can hide, the monk can't hide from the temple! ”

"What if he doesn't come home? That kid is very cunning, he shouldn't be so easily fooled! One of the trackers shook his head.

The red scorpion's face turned cold, and without saying a word, he slammed his fist into the stalker's chest.

The person who was beaten was caught off guard, his face was distorted in pain, he covered his chest that had been sunken and vomited blood, and soon he was angry and didn't move.

"Damn, dare to deny Lao Tzu's idea! Find a place to throw this rotten dead dog down! Dirty Lao Tzu's car! Hum! If that kid doesn't come home, we'll kill his dad and his mom, and if you don't believe him, he won't come out! It's a simple thing, you have to talk crookedly with Lao Tzu, do you say? ”

The other three trackers nodded in fright, and they didn't dare to say more than half a word, and the grief and indignation in their hearts could only be hidden, for fear of being discovered by this murderous demon king.

If you don't agree with each other, even your own people will be killed, this guy Red Scorpion is crazy! It is said that he has serious schizophrenia, and in front of people who are stronger than him, he shakes his head and tail like a loyal dog, and when he comes to his subordinates, he has another mad dog face. However, his strength is indeed very strong, and it is said that none of those who are hostile to him will die. Yesterday morning, a mother and daughter were hit and killed by a mud truck driven by him, which was unbearable.

In the evening, a black Toyota business car slowly drove into Linghuzhuang.

There are hundreds of families in this remote town, divided into two surnames, one is Ling, one is Hu, the number of the two surnames is roughly the same, there were originally more than 100 families, with the implementation of the national urbanization policy, most of the families with better economic conditions choose to move to the city to live, over time, the population of the town is decreasing year by year, and most of the people who remain in the town are the elderly and children.

Red Scorpion jumped out of the Toyota with three of his men and stopped an old man from the countryside with a medicine basket on his back.

"Hey, old fellow, do you know where Ling Qingfeng's house is?" The red scorpion took out a red ticket from his body and shook it in front of the old man.

The old man looked blank, stretched out his hand to point behind him, and replied in a hoarse peasant dialect, "The Ling family and the servants all live behind, I don't know which one Nong is talking about?" ”

One of the subordinates next to the red scorpion immediately took out the photo from his bosom and handed it to the old man.

The old man looked at it and said, "This little boy has gone out to study, and he is not at home." Follow this road to the end, and the courtyard of the big blue brick house on the right is their house. ”

The red scorpion laughed and knocked the old man's head twice with the banknote, "Got it!" Dead old man, get out of here! ”

After finishing speaking, the red scorpion put the banknote back in his pocket and swaggered forward, so angry that the old man in the countryside kept jumping behind his back and scolding his mother.

Several people walked along the road until the end, and what appeared in front of them was a blue brick courtyard. White walls and black tiles, high ridges and cornices, carved beams and painted buildings, dynamic and static, typical Hui style buildings, and those farmhouse courtyards along the way are very different.

If it's just a big house, it's just that the courtyard door is half-hidden, and the two green lion stone beasts at the door give the people standing outside the door an invisible sense of oppression.

The red scorpion first stood at the gate of Ling Qingfeng's house for a long time, then circled around the gray-white high wall, and finally made up his mind and pushed the courtyard door and walked in.

The front yard is paved with large green bricks, which is smooth and smooth, and there is nothing in the yard except for a few large stone piers.

The red scorpion took a few steps forward with his subordinates, and said in his heart, it's strange, such a big yard, there is not even a human figure, this house doesn't look like there are people?

The house was a little empty, and a few people felt a little creepy inexplicably, and they took a few steps forward, and suddenly heard a sound like thunder in their ears without warning, which frightened them all to stop and look vigilant.

The red scorpion pricked up his ears, listened carefully, and then suddenly scolded: "Fuck, this snoring is too level, like thunder, no wonder their house doesn't close the door, it turns out that this sound can prevent thieves!" ”

When the other few people heard it, it was really someone who slept in the house and snored, obediently, this movement is really big!

The red scorpion looked at his subordinates, a cruel smile appeared on his face, and said: "You guys let me in, be careful not to wake up people, tie your hands and feet, Lao Tzu is going to give him a small operation, take out some small bits and pieces, and ensure that he will not snore again in the future!" Hmph, that's it! ”

Although I don't know what kind of surgery the red scorpion is going to perform on the people in the back room, it can't be a good intention. Several of his subordinates did not dare to disobey the murderer, so they could only touch the inner room with their hands and feet.

"I'll tie it up later, where to cut it first? It's too much trouble to get my throat, and last time I didn't get it twice and I lost my breath. I'll have to be careful this time, I'd better save my life for that kid to see! Gotta get to see one last face, fuck, I'm about to be touched by myself! Lao Tzu is so kind! Absolutely moving China! ”

Red Scorpion stood in the courtyard, thinking about the next game very seriously, anyway, in his world, torture and killing people is a trivial matter, and the most important thing is to let the target person see the painful and struggling appearance of his relatives, that scene is too enjoyable, and it is also one of his few pleasures.

However, at this moment, the light over the courtyard suddenly dimmed.