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The time when a group of people finished eating was just right, and the pedestrian street was lit up, and even the night was not so strong under the neon light. (Please search Bayi Chinese Net, the fastest updated novel website!) Charles Kao walked out of the pedestrian street alone, and behind him was the bustling flow of people. This lively space is all too familiar to Kao, who has spent more than two decades learning how to hide himself in the crowd. Although in the end, these skills were only used for a specific period, Kao was able to avoid his gaze and move quietly through the crowd with a sense of almost instinct.

The bustling pedestrian street is flanked by snack bars, where aromas waft from unhealthy fried foods to marinated and stewed vegetables. The rich flavor of these foods wafts in the wind, as if to emphasize that this is a people who are known for their food and the taste of their food. In the memory of this people, a full stomach is more important than anything else.

Charles Kao walked around the corner, glanced back at Yang Zongyuan, and caught a glimpse of him walking straight through the parking lot. After confirming that there was nothing to do around Yang Zongyuan, Kao Kun turned around and walked briskly towards the post office.

This is a small post office of poor size, and if it weren't for the residential area next to the pedestrian street, I am afraid it would have been diverted to commercial use. The post office building stands a little abruptly at the entrance of the residential complex, and it is a small two-story building. Thankfully, for so many years, the chengguan did not consider it an illegal building, otherwise the post office might no longer exist.

The front of the post office is, of course, the postal hall, which seems to be able to accommodate only three or five people. In the back is the mailbox room, where you can see many number boxes with locks. Because the post office had closed at night, not only was the front door locked, but even the mailbox room at the back did not have a single light, like a dark confinement room.

Charles Kao pushed the door in, turned on the miniature flashlight, saw the sign with the corresponding number, and opened the mailbox with the key in his hand.

Lying quietly in Box 12 was a package, about the size of a 32-page novel and about ten centimeters thick. The package is clearly covered with plastic foam, making it impossible to figure out what is inside through simple visual inspection and touch.

After getting the thing, Kao neatly relocked the lock, turned around and just wanted to push open the door of the mailbox room, but his footsteps immediately stopped.

With the small post office that had already left work as the center, Kao sensed that at least three people were staring at his position.

With his hand on the doorknob and a pause, Charles Kao pushed the door and walked out.

There was no one around the community, and Charles Kao was alone at the door of the mailbox room, surrounded by pitch black, so dark that people couldn't see his lonely shadow.

A middle-aged man with an unassuming appearance was standing in the doorway, holding a toothpick in his mouth, grinning at Kao.

"I've been honest for so long, and I finally can't stand the loneliness?"

Kao frowned and stared at the man, who of course recognized who the other was.

The man seemed to have expected Kao Kun's refusal to speak, and said with a smile: "Leave things behind, you can go." It doesn't matter to us whether we can go back to the United States or not, as long as we don't make trouble in our place. ”

Kao Kun stared at the middle-aged man who seemed to have just eaten and walked out, and answered the other party's request with his movements.

In front of the middle-aged man, Charles Kao threw the package directly into a backpack, and then carried the backpack that he had been carrying in his hand for a long time.

This action is tantamount to announcing Kao's current position, and it also makes the middle-aged man's face finally not as lazy as just now.

"Yo? Still want to get your hands dirty? You have figured out whose territory this is. ”

Kao still didn't say anything, took something out of his arms with one hand, and strode towards the middle-aged man.

On a lively night, the area around the small post office in this corner seems to be under silent magic, and almost no one pays attention.

The short stick "brushed" in the darkness and stretched out, forming a weapon less than an arm's length, pointing at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's eyes staring at Gao Kun finally became a little serious, and he whistled, and the two people who had been ambushed on the left and right behind him also turned out from behind the community wall. The three of them surrounded Kao Kun in a zigzag shape, and no one went forward, keeping a certain distance.

"Really?" Although the middle-aged man's eyes were already guarded, his tone was still a little hanging, his hands were spread, and he took a step back to slightly widen the distance between himself and Kao.

Kao Kun stared at the middle-aged man, his gaze suddenly sharper than before, and then took a step forward.

One step, at least one meter, Gao Kun's whole person seemed to be pushed forward by an invisible force and moved a position, and the throwing stick in his hand stabbed straight at the middle-aged man.

All the movements were completed in less than a second, the black figure was silent in the shadows of the building, and the slinger in Kao's hand reached the middle-aged man's chest in an instant.

The middle-aged man let out a "huh", grabbed the stick with one hand indifferently, and at the same time shrank his chest back, and his chest was deflated a few centimeters back from the position calculated by Gao Kun.

It was these few centimeters of error, the hand grabbed the stick, did not move, and locked Gao Kun's movements.

Kao shook his stick out of his hand and hit the middle-aged man with his left fist.

The weapon is just a disguise, Kao Kun didn't plan to use the weapon from the beginning, he just wanted to fight a way out, and this punch really pressed over with an unstoppable momentum, straight to the middle-aged man's armpit.

It was too late for the middle-aged man to let go of the throwing stick, so he could only dodge the punch sideways, but now Gao Kun's second punch had already been killed.

It was as fast as if someone had cut out all the superfluous movements, and Kao's whole person had already approached the middle-aged man with a stab and a punch, and the distance between the two had been wiped out.

The middle-aged man's face finally showed an awe-inspiring look, he felt that even if he hadn't underestimated Gao Kun too much before, he still couldn't afford this retired old man after all.

Kao's fist hit the middle-aged man's arm, and the bodies of both of them felt a surge, and the power spread irrepressibly, making the muscles of both begin to tremble slightly.

After this punch, the middle-aged man's hand finally lifted up and propped up along Kao's unfolded right arm.

Charles Kao's arm shrank and staggered a little strength, and finally he was not affected by the man's strength in his armpit, and his arm was not dislocated.

The two of them only started for two or three seconds, and the other two young people surrounding Kao Kun were already approaching quickly.

Of course, Gao Kun could feel that someone was approaching him, but he didn't even turn his head, his arm flicked in the direction of the middle-aged man, and his fingertips were like a soft whip to the other party's jaw.

Although the middle-aged man was slightly obese, he was extremely flexible at this time, leaning back sideways to avoid this blow, and his hands seemed to be pushing Kao's chest in an orderly manner.

Charles Kao didn't dare to underestimate the middle-aged man in front of him at all, although he had never dealt with the other party, he still knew the identity of this middle-aged man, and he also knew something about his ability. Seeing the middle-aged man face himself directly today, Kao Kun already knew that things would not end so lightly.

At least the identity of this middle-aged man determines that this matter will not end lightly.

The middle-aged man's hands were chubby and a little white, and they looked a little dazzling in the black corners, but Gao Kun immediately retracted his arms and took two steps back as if avoiding something terrible with radiation.

Being pushed in the chest by this middle-aged man is no joke......

At the same time, the two young men behind him had already killed behind Gao Kun, outflanking him left and right, and were about to make a move, when the middle-aged man over there had already spoken: "Okay, don't be ashamed, stand back." ”

The two young men looked a little unconvinced, but they still obediently put away their posture and stepped back a certain distance.

"It's been so many years, is it worth it for some money?" The middle-aged man's hands drooped, and his whole standing posture felt tall and full of energy, looking at Kao Kun and asking with a smile, "Look, if you don't have small movements, how can I come to trouble you?" ”

Kao shook his head, lifted his toes, and re-grasped the slinger on the ground in his hand, which meant that he didn't want to speak.

The middle-aged man smiled: "I know you don't want to say it, but we still have to talk...... Show me something, it doesn't really have much to do with you, I know you're an errand runner. ”

Kao's face remained unchanged, with a stick in one hand, his eyes fixed on the middle-aged man, and he did not relax in the slightest because of his words.

The middle-aged man and Kao Kun looked at each other for a moment, and sighed a little dejectedly: "Alas, forget it...... I knew you were a dead eye, or you wouldn't have fallen into this virtue by now. The three of us may not be your opponents, and I now order you in my official capacity to put things down. ”

This time Kao really hesitated, he stared into the eyes of the middle-aged man and thought for a moment, and untied his backpack.

The middle-aged man nodded, he was obviously not interested in continuing the conflict, as long as Gao Kun was willing to cooperate, of course he was happy to relax.

Just as Charles Kao untied his backpack, a light came in the distance, illuminating the dark corner.

Just as many drivers hate high beams, people who stand in the dark react differently to bright lights.

The two young men subconsciously closed their eyes, while both Kao Kun and the middle-aged man only squinted their eyes slightly, and really closed their eyes tightly.

The middle-aged man smiled at this time: "You two...... I said that I would bring you here to see and understand, so don't embarrass me too much. What do you say in a previous comic? Oh yes, just now, you're dead. ”

The lines of the famous comic "Fist of the Big Dipper" running out of the mouth of a middle-aged man always make people feel a little funny, but none of the people present can laugh, they all know that the middle-aged man is telling the truth.

A flash of bright light, and then no matter what the attack, as long as it is fast enough, it can kill people.

There is no need for a second time for this kind of lesson, and the two young people looked at Gao Kun, whose body was still tense, and the unconvincing just now had already disappeared.

The gap is not clear, but you may understand it at a glance.

The bright light flashed, and an obviously modified Lexus drove over, and Yang Zongyuan sat in the driver's seat with a relaxed face.

"Director Guo, are you so curious about my **?"

The moment he saw Yang Zongyuan, Guo Nu suddenly knew that something was wrong, and then looked at Kao, and still understood why his resistance was not fierce enough just now.

The package in that backpack must not have any important clues, maybe it was a bottle of La Mer Cream.

But Guo Nu wasn't sure if Yang Zongyuan was singing about the empty city plan and wanted to play tricks, he stared at Yang Zongyuan for a few seconds, and still made up his mind: "I'm sorry, we still have to check it." ”

Yang Zongyuan spread his hands freely: "Please." ”

Guo Nu's heart sank to the bottom, and he knew that most of this interception was really ineffective.