"Don't we often smell that weird smell?" The security guard lying on the right shouted: "The general manager has such a hot temper, and when he sees the people on the sixth floor, he behaves like a grandson, it's too abnormal." ”

"Yes."

The crow mused, "I've finally found the right place." At the moment, he made a stern expression, and said in a deep voice: "Tell me honestly everything you know, maybe I can save your life." Otherwise, the police will treat you as criminal accomplices, drug dealers will treat you as enemies, it doesn't matter if you die, your wife will remarry, and the son you raised will provide for others in the future, and your wife will take care of others with her pension, think about it. ”

When the three of them were told by him, their hairs immediately stood on end, and their faces turned pale.

In the face of life and death, foot odor doesn't seem to be so obvious.

A few people, you said a word, I said a word, and quickly explained everything.

The crow said: "Calm down all your security guards, don't spread the news of tonight, which one passed out, and accidentally lost your life, don't blame me for not reminding and vaccinating in advance." I will now immediately report the news to Regiment Commander Tang and ask him to make the next step. ”

The crow also knew that it was impossible to make such a big disturbance and think that it would not be discovered.

What we have to do now is to hurry up and inform Head Tang that we can't let Hell transfer the pharmaceutical factory again. He thought about it, he quickly took out his mobile phone to tell the news to the head of Tang, and then helped up the bald security guard, and said, "You lead the way in front and follow me to the sixth floor." ”

……

Drunken Bay Apartments.

The lonely lamp was always on, Tang Yulan stayed awake all night, he clutched his right hand, and his body trembled slightly.

What made Tang Yulan excited was not the call that the crow had just called, but the treasure of the Tang family on the coffee table, the black wooden box.

The small wide lock is placed next to the box.

The wooden box has been opened, Tang Yulan touched the beads of sweat on his head, his eyes were a little tired, his fingers gently picked up the top layer of rice paper on the wooden box, and with a flick of his wrist, the rice paper shook off, and the paper was already yellowed, blackened, and zobble. The rice paper is only the size of ordinary A4 paper, and in the middle is a brush to paraphrase the word "Shen".

There is only one word, the power penetrates the back of the paper, the strength is extraordinary, and a mighty momentum is coming.

Tang Yulan rubbed his numb cheeks and said, "Great-ancestor is really extravagant, such a big piece of paper, just write a word, is he showing off his calligraphy to future generations?" ”

Fortunately, the old man Tang Wen is far from here, if he heard his son say this about his grandfather, he would have to beat Tang Yulan violently.

There was also a round ball in the medicine box, the size of a baby's fist, wrapped in oiled paper.

Oil paper is very waterproof and can be moisture-proof and moisture-proof.

During the Anti-Japanese War, wars were frequent, and the time for the invention of plastics was still short, far less popular than oil paper.

Tang Yulan wrinkled his nose, he smelled a sour smell slowly emanating from the oiled paper, this smell was very light, but it was very bad.

"What the hell is it, stinky tofu that has been treasured for decades?" Tang Yulan pinched his chin, looked down with his eyes, and noticed that there were still a few pieces of letter paper under the oiled paper.

Tang Yulan's hand stretched out halfway, retracted it again, and muttered to himself: "Let's wait until I have time, I can't let the crow wait for a long time." He put the rice paper in the wooden box and locked it.

"The revenge of the Night King's Hall K can be avenged." Tang Yulan put on his coat, took his mobile phone and left the apartment building.

After getting in the car, Tang Yulan dialed Xie Sanbiao's phone.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Xie Sanbiao said sleepily.

"Sanbiao, what are you doing?" Tang Yulan asked.

Xie Sanbiao rubbed his eyes, looked at Wu Xue who was sleeping soundly in his arms, and said in a low voice, "No...... I'm not doing it. ”

"Damn." Tang Yulan shouted: "You girl, your thoughts are really evil. ”

"You're only allowed to date big stars, aren't we allowed to be happy?"

"Don't talk nonsense, call dozens of brothers, and the revenge from the explosion in the Night King's K Hall can be returned."

As soon as Xie Sanbiao heard that there was something serious, he immediately sat up from the bed and said, "Okay, but we don't have explosives, if only we could hijack the arsenal of the crime club." ”

"I don't know where those hairs are hiding, let alone the arsenal." Tang Yulan said while driving: "By the way, everyone carries oil barrels and goes to the gas station to fill up gasoline, there is no explosives, don't we have gasoline yet?" ”

"Okay, I'll do it." After Xie Sanbiao hung up the phone, he hurriedly put on his pants and dialed out the phone in his hand one after another.

During the extraordinary period, the Flying Bird Regiment also set up a special operations group.

The members of the group are all skilled fighters in the Asuka group.

And the team leader is Tang Yulan's apprentice Zhao Wuxing, but this apprentice is only in name, after the collapse of Hengyu Company, Zhao Wuxing joined the Flying Bird Troupe, did a lot of work, and trained a lot of elites, just because Tang Yulan was busy with affairs, he had no time to teach him.

Zhao Wuxing is very military, he is down-to-earth, hard-working, and never complains.

Although the training and teaching time of this team is not long, the discipline is very strong, and the task is resolute.

Twenty people came from home to gather together, some carrying oil drums, kettles, and even those who couldn't find tools, holding hot water bottles, buckets, etc.

After these people went out, they stepped on their motorcycles and galloped all the way, all running towards one goal, the gas station.

At the same time, Zong Bai woke up from his dream.

"What!" Zong Baiwei screamed and said into the microphone: "You say it again, something really happened to Zhongzhen Building?" ”

"Yes, Lord Zongbai, I can hear it clearly across the street from the Zhongzhen Building, there are fierce fights and explosions in the parking lot, and if I call the chief of the tattoo again, no one answers." Across the microphone, a nervous voice said.

"Who's the other party?"

"There's only one person, like a crow from the Birds."

"It's a group of birds again, and the ghost is not gone." Zong Bai hung up the phone and gritted his teeth and said, "Tang Yulan, can't you really kill you when I do?" ”

Enraged, he smashed the bedside table with a punch.

The white jade teacup on the bedside table jumped high and shattered after falling to the ground.

Zong Bai took a deep breath, his body slowly expanded, like an inflated balloon, his forehead regained its brilliance, and the wrinkles on his cheeks gradually receded, but the hideous green tendons on his neck looked particularly terrifying.

He paid a great price for the research of Moran Kangsu, that was his hard work and crystallization, the top priority of the plan, and it must not be destroyed in the hands of the Flying Bird Regiment.

The characteristics of the tattoos under his hands are too obvious, and it is easy to attract the attention of others.

Although the ghost is powerful, there are not many people left who have been killed by Tang Yulan, and there are not many people arranged in the Zhongzhen Building, but there are many people lurking around the Zhongzhen Building.

Zong Bai's fingers trembled, dialed out a number, and said, "605, take someone to Zhongzhen Mansion immediately, quickly." Be sure to keep Moranconsu for me. ”

"Yes!" The voice of No. 605 is clear and concise, yet unequivocal.

"Also, the people of the Flying Birds, don't count on killing." Zong Bai added, hung up the phone again, put on his coat, and paced left and right in the room.

The door slowly opened, and a tall man stood in the doorway, hanging his head and asking, "My lord, what's wrong with you?" ”

Zong Bai drooped his head, pursed his lips into a straight line, and said without raising his head: "601, how many more people do we have?" ”

"603, 604 are here." The tall man thought for a moment and said, "Lingjiang City held the first martial arts exchange association, and you sent 607 and *** to deal with it." In addition, in the factory, we have suffered heavy losses, and now that the whereabouts of the chief tattoo are scattered, it is not easy to gather them all at once. And, adults......"

When No. 601 said this, he suddenly hesitated.

Zong Bai twisted his eyebrows and said sharply: "Say!" ”

"Your Excellency...... With our current strength alone, I'm afraid there is no way to fight hard with the Flying Bird Group, not to mention that you are not Tang Yulan's opponent. Sun Changxiao, Mr. Qin, Zuo Shaohan, and Crow are all powerful masters, and it is difficult to please them when the ghost is against them, not to mention, the Xicheng District of Lingjiang City is their territory, and in terms of number and individual strength, we can't fight with them. ”

Zong Bai said coldly: "Are you asking me to be a turtle with a shrunken head?" ”

"Don't dare." Ghost No. 601 knelt on the ground in fright, and said, "My lord, we have all endured it for so long, there is no need to suddenly expose ourselves. It's better to wait for the prison envoys and the demon king to arrive in Lingjiang, or for the martial emperor to compete with Tang Yulan, it will be more beneficial to us at that time. It's the adults who tell me that you have to use your brain when you do things. ”

"Are you worried that the Flying Bird Regiment will surround us and send reinforcements, deliberately using the Zhongzhen Mansion to wipe us out in one fell swoop?" Zong Bai's face gradually became gloomy, and he gritted his teeth: "You said so much, do you have any ideas in your heart?" ”

"We might as well take advantage of the emptiness of the Flying Birds and attack their nightclubs and bars." Ghost No. 601 raised his head slightly, glanced at Zong Bai, and said in a low voice: "My lord, I don't think we need to do these things, and the same is true for the people who sent the crime club in the past. ”

Zong Bai nodded and said, "Go on." ”

"If the people of the Flying Bird Regiment go back to save themselves, then the crisis in the Zhongzhen Building will be solved." A hint of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of the No. 601 ghost, and he said, "They are running back and forth, consuming their body and spirit. We can set up interceptor spikes on the main roads, and after the cars of the Flying Birds Regiment are definitely punctured, we can send the soldiers to strafe them with machine guns, and we will be able to wipe out most of them. ”

Zong Bai said: "What if the people of the Flying Bird Regiment don't save themselves? ”

No. 601 craned his neck and said loudly, "That would be better, we would be able to concentrate our forces and concentrate on attacking the various bases of the Flying Bird Regiment, leaving this group of people homeless." ”

"Good!" Zong Bai clapped his hands vigorously and said, "After Liu Ming, you can be a military advisor." Hurry up. ”

Ghost No. 601 stood up and looked very excited when he saw Zong Bai adopting his own proposal.

Zong Bai patted him on the shoulder and said, "The saying that you have developed limbs and a simple mind has been broken by you." ”