Dragged the two to a dim corner to cover up, Cheng Liping continued to walk forward with the durian in both hands. The intercom on the Indian has been taken down by Cheng Liping, but he didn't take it with him, and directly took out the battery and threw it into the sewer. When I came to Building A, I hurriedly went up, stood by the window on the second floor and swept around, and sure enough, I saw a black modern car parked next to the corridor opposite.

Cheng Liping continued to walk up quietly, and at several windows of the building opposite, there were also pairs of vigilant eyes looking at him. Cheng Liping went up to the third floor, stuffed the durian into the trash can next to the elevator, picked up a vice from someone else's windowsill, slipped to the window at the end of the corridor and turned over and went downstairs. The vice bit into his mouth, grabbed the edge of the bed with both hands, and with a slight uplift, the man fell to the ground.

This is a vegetable field cultivated by the residents, and the soil is soft. After landing, Cheng Liping ran quickly to the opposite building with his waist down. It's just that this time he went upstairs in the same way, and at most he could only pick up the windowsill on the second floor. After going up, in order to avoid the other party's guards, Cheng Liping deliberately took the stairs and completely avoided both sides of the elevator.

The voice-activated lights in the corridor had long since broken down, and it was pitch black for several floors in a row. Cheng Li sat quietly in the corridor on the sixth floor, listening carefully to all movements, and waited until more than two o'clock in the morning before turning around and coming out of the stairs and into the corridor on the sixth floor.

The Kowloon paddock is a tall building with wide corridors lined with separated units on both sides. Cheng Liping looked around on the sixth floor, but didn't find anything abnormal. He didn't go any further up to the seventh floor, because the floors above were so high that even if he found dawn, he might not be able to find where the Indians were. Catching a glimpse of a porcelain vase more than half a person high in the corridor next to him, Cheng Liping put down the vise, picked up the vase and threw it into the open space outside.

The vase was shattered, and Cheng Liping leaned against the window, revealing only a pair of eyes, carefully observing the movement above. Sure enough, a head poked out from the thirteenth floor, but the other party was holding a flashlight, and he also saw Cheng Liping at the same time. Cheng Liping improvised and shouted: "Dropping the wine bottle in the middle of the night is really not quality." ”

Someone downstairs also responded: "Straightforwardness is not quality, don't go to Ah Sheng upstairs, don't be a wine bottle, a big flower bottle." ”

Cheng Liping pretended to block his eyes, and the people on the thirteenth floor moved the light away, shone it on the ground twice, and turned off the flashlight. Cheng Liping hid back in the corridor again, and this time waited for nearly two hours before starting to walk to the thirteenth floor. On the thirteenth floor, the iron door leading to the staircase was entangled in several wires. Cheng Liping smiled, secretly glad that the vice he took just now came in handy. Twisting the wire with force, he pushed open the small iron door, and saw a black man standing there with a smile on his face.

Cheng Liping understood that he had fallen into someone's trap, so he immediately picked up the vice and smashed it into the man's cheek. The man didn't expect Cheng Liping's reaction to be so fast, and subconsciously flashed his head sideways, but the vice still wiped the bridge of his nose down, shaved half of his lips open, and made him a rabbit lip mouth. The man touched it, his hands were covered with blood, and he kicked it with hatred. The vice in Cheng Liping's hand smashed down and knocked on the man's knee again, and the man screamed and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Sir, good skill, good resourcefulness." A proud voice came from behind the man.

The lights in the hallway also came on. Cheng Liping saw that this person was wearing a jacket and holding a pistol in his hand. Even though he lowered the muzzle, Cheng Liping could recognize that it was a Glock19 semi-automatic pistol that was standard for the police. Behind the man, there were also a few people standing, although they didn't have a gun in their hands, they all had the handle of the gun exposed in their waists, and it was obvious that they had long known that Cheng Liping would touch here.

Cheng Liping shook the vice in his hand and smiled.

"It's from the Flying Tigers, right?" The man's face remained unchanged and said, "We will not disturb the law and order of Hong Kong when we come to Hong Kong, but only deal with some private issues, please don't make a fuss about the police." With that done, we'll leave right away. ”

Cheng Liping said: "Hong Kong is a place of rule of law, ghosts are not allowed to seek revenge with guns, the police have been targeting you for two days, please follow me back to the police station immediately for investigation." ”

The man smiled: "Comrade police officer, I don't want to kill the police, don't force me." Get in your BMW, hurry up, and if you keep talking, I'm afraid I'll change my mind." ”

Cheng Liping pretended to be unwilling, but the man slowly opened the insurance, and Cheng Liping cooperated and threw the vice on the ground. "Thank you, officer, for your cooperation." The man said humorously.

Cheng Liping snorted, walked to the man's side with a big grin, ignored the other guys with guns on their waists, and walked straight to the elevator. A few of the attendants gave the jacket man a look, as if asking if he wanted to keep him, the jacket man's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then shook his head slightly. Seeing that Cheng Liping pressed the down button, the man shook the muzzle of the gun and said, "The courage is good, the Hong Kong police are really good." ”

Cheng Liping also responded with a straight face: "I know that you are all Vietnamese, and I will report it truthfully when I return, so you should leave Hong Kong as soon as possible, and you will regret it." ”

The man in the jacket smiled politely and didn't say anything more. Cheng Liping went downstairs, found his BMW, checked it first after going up, and saw that the other party did not do anything, so he started the car and returned to the city.

I went back to the company to catch up on my sleep and slept until noon, when I was woken up by Dajin Wu's anxious fire. Dajin was sweating in a hurry, and Cheng Liping stammered as soon as he opened his eyes: "Boss, Miss Zheng has been kidnapped." ”

Cheng Liping suddenly came to his senses and said, "Who did it, did you call the police?" ”

Dajin Wudao: "I don't know who it is, I drove a taxi and robbed Miss Zheng in the underground garage." The security guard of the parking lot called the police, and the police are now investigating. ”

"Garage?" Cheng Liping frowned and said, "She drove her own car?" ”

Dajin Wu said: "Yes, there is a cooperation to discuss in the afternoon, and Miss Zheng plans to go a little earlier." ”

Cheng Liping understood, and said: "I know who did it, you go and check the entry records of the Vietnamese, and all those who have come to Hong Kong in the last half month will be transferred out to me." ”

Dajin Wu nodded and walked quickly. Intruding into the internal systems of the Immigration Department is a piece of cake for him, as long as there are no obvious traces of copying, it will generally not be discovered by others. Cheng Liping also immediately called Xu Jingwen's side and asked her to quickly ask Xiong Dawei to bring a few people over, and he wanted to hire people here.

After Xu Jingwen made arrangements, she asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Cheng Liping said: "Miss Zheng was kidnapped by the Vietnamese. ”

Xu Jingwen was surprised: "Vietnamese again? ”

Cheng Liping keenly captured the meaning of Xu Jingwen's words, and said, "Again? ”

Xu Jingwen hesitated for a moment and said, "Kang Minda's father was kidnapped yesterday, and he was also at the hands of the Vietnamese. ”

Cheng Liping thought for a moment, but he didn't figure out what Zheng Tong had to do with Kang Yihui and why the Vietnamese kidnapped them. Thinking of the BMW, Cheng Liping came back to his senses, it turned out that those Vietnamese were still worried that the Hong Kong police would intervene in their actions, and deliberately kidnapped Zheng Tong to blackmail him not to talk nonsense.

Thinking of this mileage, Li Ping secretly blamed himself for being too careless, as long as those Vietnamese inquired, they would know that they were not Hong Kong police officers at all. A woman like Zheng Tong, who has a superior figure, temperament and appearance, fell into their hands, and they have no scruples, how they will deal with Zheng Tong is simply self-evident.

Cheng Liping hurriedly came to Dajin Wu's office and urged Dajin Wu to go faster. Dajin Wu was sweating profusely and said, "I just screened out two, one is called Wu Yuanying, and the other is Pei Zhengxiong." Others haven't found it yet, and there's too much content in the database. ”

Cheng Liping said: "Drop the photos of the two of them to me, and then check the new situation, and send it to my mobile phone as soon as possible." ”

Dajin Wu nodded and agreed, copied the information of the two people, and forwarded it to Cheng Liping. Cheng Liping hurriedly went downstairs, and Xiong Dawei arrived with three assistants in a Lincoln car. But two minutes later, Xu Jingwen also rushed over all the way, looked at Cheng Liping and said, "I want to go with you." ”

Cheng Liping smiled bitterly: "That place is the Kowloon paddock, I don't know how many people there are on the other side." ”

Xu Jingwen said: "No matter how many people, I have to go." ”

Cheng Liping didn't have an interface, and turned his head to look at Xiong Dawei. Xiong Dawei smiled awkwardly and pouted at the trunk of the car. Cheng Liping understood and said to Xu Jingwen: "It's okay to follow, but you can only watch from a distance and can't participate in our actions." ”

Xu Jingwen nodded very obediently. Cheng Liping got into her car and directed Xiong Dawei to drive to the Kowloon paddock. Xu Jingwen drove, and he opened his mobile phone to check the personal information of Wu Yuanying and Pei Zhengxiong with peace of mind. Sure enough, these two people are members of the Vietnamese Sky Wolf Gang, and they belong to the backbone elements. A week earlier, the two had just entered Hong Kong. Looking at Wu Yuanying's photo, Cheng Liping couldn't help but think back to the man in the jacket last night, and the beard on the man's face was transferred to the man's face in his brain, and Cheng Liping immediately determined his true identity.

He is Wu Yuanying.

Halfway through the car, Dajin Wu sent a few more messages. The information of the rest of the people was indeed found by him, but the more Li Ping looked at it, the more worried he became, because all of these people had life lawsuits on their backs, and they were all habitual criminals wanted by the whole country in Vietnam.

Hui Jingwen and Xiong Dawei drove very fast, and it only took an hour to arrive at the Kowloon paddock. At this time, an hour and twenty minutes had just passed since Zheng Tong was kidnapped. Even the police have not locked down the location and direction of the kidnappers. Cheng Liping asked Xu Jingwen and Xiong Dawei to stop the car, took a semi-automatic* from the trunk of the Lincoln sedan, grabbed two more magazines and pinned them to his waist, turned back to Xiong Dawei and said, "You brothers scatter and block the intersection here." Wenwen, you go back to the car, in case there is any danger, call the police immediately, and drive a flash. ”

Xu Jingwen still nodded obediently and said, "Don't worry, you just need to be careful." ”