"I need to check a license plate...... Hou Dasheng didn't follow the car, he bought a new suitcase casually and quickly returned to the hotel. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info packed his clothes into a new little box in the hotel, along with the magazines and bullets. Then check out.

In the hotel bathroom, he changed his makeup and turned into a man in his thirties with blond gray hair. Then he wore a trench coat that covered his firearm. Leaving through the back door of the hotel and changing to another hotel. After checking in and checking the room, he took out his satellite phone and dialed out a set of numbers.

This satellite phone was left to Hou Dasheng by the jackal. After the special encryption of the jackal's internal technology, the specific algorithm used by Hou Dasheng is unknown. But the giant wolf had told him that even if the satellite phone was destroyed, it would never fall into the hands of others.

In the satellite phone, there are only a few sets of numbers. Giant wolf's, service provider's. Then there are the numbers of several jackal members. Now, Hou Dasheng dials the number of the service provider, and no one is better at finding this kind of thing than them.

"Given that you're a D-class customer, this one is something to look up with. Please wait. A female voice with an American accent came from the other end of the phone, and after a while the voice came from the other end again: "This car belongs to Lance. Mr. Christie, whose family lives in ......"

Service providers, it is very fast to check a person's information. Hou Dasheng didn't know how they worked, but it was clear that this person's level of secrecy was not high. Maybe he doesn't even know about the existence of service providers and service stations, and he is very likely just an ordinary person.

Soon, the owner of the car, including all his personal information service providers, read it to Hou Dasheng. The owner of the car, Lance, looked as if he were an ordinary Englishman. Worked for a trading company and was born and raised in London.

The only thing that was special was his security work in the trading company. But in his resume, he doesn't have any training qualifications. A person with very clean qualifications, but in charge of a security job. And the car in his name appeared on this occasion. This is obviously unusual.

Hou Dasheng turned around in his mind and knew about it. This person is likely to have had a similar experience to him in the past, and may have been whitewashed by the service provider or other forces. Put it in this position. People like them can't take care of other jobs. It can only be responsible for security.

Smiling slightly, Hou Dasheng began to change his clothes and walked out of the hotel with his gun. I took a car on the street and drove towards the address provided by the service provider. That address is not far from the hotel where Hou Dasheng lives. It's just five blocks away.

Hou Dasheng quickly arrived at his destination, and after getting out of the car, he saw the apartment. It's a decent apartment that looks like the average middle-class Londoner would live. In the information, Lance is not married and has a regular girlfriend. But his girlfriend is a flight attendant and flies around a lot.

So most of the time, only Reims lives alone. Hou Dasheng quietly walked to a café opposite the apartment, sat down and ordered a cup of coffee and drank it slowly. At this time, he didn't see Lance's car come back, but Hou Dasheng was not in a hurry.

He drank coffee quietly, ordered some cookies and sat leisurely. It was like an ordinary night home, even though it was already lit up and most people were starting to go to the bar. Luckily, it's a Thursday, and cafes usually close at 8 o'clock at most on weekdays. Even on weekends, it's only open until 6 p.m.

But on Thursdays, it's usually open until 9 a.m. Hou Dasheng can drink coffee here slowly. Unfortunately, today is destined to be a day of no harvest. Even when business hours were over, Hou Dasheng squatted for a night and didn't wait for Lance.

Went back to the hotel to rest for a while, got a car and brought some food. Hou Dasheng arrived at Lance's company, but unfortunately Lance obviously did not go to work. Inside the underground parking lot, there was no car in sight of Lance. Hou Dasheng could only go to the apartment and continue to squat.

Lance didn't let Hou Dasheng wait for a long time, and the car that had appeared in the ready-to-wear store slowly returned to the door of the apartment at about half past eight on the third night. Found a parking spot and stopped. A familiar figure stepped out of the car, but he was followed by two people.

Hou Dasheng lowered his head and smiled slightly. It seems that the other party is also starting to be on guard, which is both a good and a bad sign. They were on guard, indicating that there were really ghosts. And, most likely, giant wolves, they are still alive. To be alive is to represent a threat. While they weren't sure if they could help, Lance would have two more people when he got home.

It shows that they are also afraid of being attacked. The two men quickly followed Lance to the apartment, and Hou Dasheng watched them go upstairs and walked to the side of the car and pressed a small black ball on the chassis of the car. then hid in the car and waited quietly for the three of them to go downstairs.

Lance didn't know what to pack and went downstairs very quickly. It was only ten minutes, and he had already returned downstairs with the other two. The three of them looked around and made sure there were no problems before boarding the bus together. Obviously, they were very careful.

After their car started and drove a distance, Hou Dasheng slowly followed. There was a distance between the two sides, and Hou Dasheng deliberately kept an irregular distance from them. Sometimes they even overtake their cars. The two cars left the city of London slowly.

Along the River Thames, the car slowly drove towards what looked like a farm. It's already sparsely populated, and there are no street lights on the road. Hou Dasheng turned off the headlights and didn't dare to follow. Obviously, if you follow any further, you will definitely be discovered. At a fork in the road, Hou Dasheng chose to turn around with another car. Then he suddenly pulled over to the side of the road.

It was also at this time that Hou Dasheng gently pressed a small remote control in his pocket. But I saw that the car in front of me suddenly burst out of a small ball of fire, emitting a "Tom~!" "There was a muffled sound! The car "squeak~" and "bang~!" He crashed into the woods on the side of the dirt road.

"Click~" The two modified M1911 commander models were held by Hou Dasheng in his hands, and silencers had been installed on them. Hou Dasheng rushed directly towards Lance's car. But when they saw three people staggering down in the car, it was obvious that the impact just now hurt them a lot.

"Bang bang bang~!" to two people! A few bursts of fire, and the short-range whirling warhead directly opened the skulls of the two people who followed Lance - Hou Dasheng noticed it just now. These two people are probably just bodyguards, and they can't know too much. What he needs to catch is Lance.

Without hesitation, two shots killed the two guards. Hou Dasheng stepped forward directly and put the gun back into the holster, and then pressed the fist of Lance, who was struggling and shaking and trying to draw the pistol, "Tom~" smashed on the back of his head, directly smashing Lance's eyes black. Then Hou Dasheng raised his hand to support him, "Click~Click~" A few times, Lance's chin and hand joints were all removed.

In an instant, Lance, who was black in front of him, was awakened by pain, and he wanted to shout but could only make a sound of "woo woo woo~" in his mouth. Hou Dasheng supported Lance, who fainted, and Hou Dasheng was like holding a drunk friend. Then he smiled helplessly and walked towards his car.

Putting the frightened Lance in the co-pilot's seat, Hou Dasheng took out a sealed plastic bag from the body. A wet towel was pulled out of it and covered the terrified Lance's mouth and nose at once. But a few seconds later, the frightened Lance's eyelids sank and he passed out again.

All of this took less than five minutes from the time it happened to the time it ended. Hou Dasheng had already taken Lance directly into the car......

"Lance. Christie, I think we can have a good chat...... "It's early in the morning, and Hou Dasheng is in a hut on an abandoned dock on the banks of the River Thames. Hou Dasheng sat on a chair, and the morning sun shone on him.

The roof of the house was rotten and tattered, and the glass and doors had long since been lost. Since it was abandoned, no one has come to the place. Once upon a time, it was a village. On the edge of a tributary of the River Thames. But now that the people have moved to London, the only proof of the past is the old gatehouse and docks.

Lance had woken up leisurely, and he looked at Hou Dasheng calmly without saying a word. Hou Dasheng smiled indifferently: "It's okay, we have a long time to consume." What I hope is that you are really a tough guy ......"

A thick towel was draped directly over Lance's face. Lance's eyes widened in horror, and then a scoop of water was poured on top of his head. In an instant, Lance's pupils under the towel constricted, and his entire mouth and nose were suddenly filled with water.

This feeling lasted for a while, and the water on the towel seemed to spread. Lance felt better, but then he felt droplets of water dripping down his nose and mouth. Breathing can only be maintained for a short time. Soon it would be cut off again, but just when he felt like he was going to suffocate, the water was flowing again.

"As I said, we have a long time to communicate." Hou Dasheng watched the big cola bottle continue to drip water on the mouth and nose of Lance covering the towel, and said softly: "If you want to say something, you can choose to nod and tell me, if you don't want to say it, you can continue to ......."

Without giving Lance time at all, Hou Dasheng began to connect the copper wire tied to Lance's calf with a switch. On the other end of the switch, a battery is connected......