Chapter 17: Death Tracking
Tang Feng groaned for a moment, the price was fair. The old man's calculation is really very shrewd, because this price happens to be the price of the thousand-year-old snow lotus, and if the two are offset, it is just right.
But Master said that the thousand-year-old snow lotus was used to save his life at a critical time, and of course he couldn't sell it.
"Is it okay to swipe a card?" When Tang Feng took out a bank card, Sun Decheng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Didn't the people downstairs say that this kid came by taxi? There may only be that thousand-year-old snow lotus on his body that is worth it, and now this kid actually wants to swipe the card?
However, thinking of the mysterious pendant on Tang Feng's body, Sun Decheng was relieved. With such a treasure in his body, how could this kid be short of money?
Sun Decheng actually guessed this completely wrong. Tang Feng really doesn't have much money, the money in that bank card is a little money that Tang Feng has saved over the years, not much, just about two million.
This time, after dispensing medicine to Lin Shiyao, it is estimated that there is not much left. Next, if Tang Feng doesn't find a job, he will most likely live on the streets!
"Is the little brother ready? After swiping the card, there are just a hundred yuan left in it, hehe! Sun Decheng took the bank card to Tang Feng and asked Tang Feng to sign it, he couldn't help but joke about Tang Feng.
Tang Feng smiled bitterly in his heart, this Nima really made himself right. I have no money, where can I sleep at night?
For Lin Shiyao, Young Master Ben really worked hard. But when he thought that Lin Shiyao was Fluttershy's sister, Tang Feng had no complaints.
When Tang Feng left the elevator, Sun Decheng hurriedly commanded into the headset, "Old Seven, send the most powerful elite force to keep an eye on this person!" ”
After the order, Sun Decheng immediately dialed another number, "Mr. Mo, it's me, Sun Decheng!" ”
On the other side of the phone, a middle-aged man who was full of energy replied, "It's Old Sun, why do you have time to call me personally?" There's nothing going on over there in the Seven Treasure Pavilion, right? ”
On the other end of the phone, it was Mo Zhanshan, the president of Mohs Group. As a division of the Mohs Group, Qibaoge brings a lot of income to the Mohs Group every year. However, with Sun Decheng in charge of the Seven Treasure Pavilion, Mo Zhanshan is very relieved!
Sun Decheng said to Mo Zhanshan with some solemnity, "Something, Mr. Mo!" The thing you told me to pay attention to before has eyebrows! ”
"Oh? Tell me about it! Mo Zhanshan's tone was a little excited, he was determined to open the Seven Treasure Pavilion back then, and one of the purposes was to find the whereabouts of the dragon pattern pendant.
That thing is said to be of great benefit to those who practice martial arts. Although Mo Zhanshan has no hope in martial arts in his life, his son Mo Shaofeng has a bright future.
"That's the case......" Sun Decheng simply explained the situation here, "I have already asked Long Qi to send someone to follow him, and I will notify you as soon as there is news!" ”
On the other side of the phone, Mo Zhanshan was obviously very excited, "You are doing a very good job, if you don't have enough manpower, you tell me, I will deploy it at any time!" No, I'll have to come here myself......"
When Tang Feng came out of the Seven Treasure Pavilion and walked out from the pedestrian street, he only took two steps before he sensed that something was wrong. Someone is following!
Tang Feng deliberately walked around the next few stores twice, and after confirming his conjecture, Tang Feng couldn't help but snort coldly, this old man from the Seven Treasure Pavilion actually played this hand with himself?
As a specially trained special forces, reconnaissance, tracking, counter-reconnaissance, and counter-tracking are all subjects that are often trained. With these people, it is estimated that it is still a little difficult to track Tang Feng.
Tang Feng flashed into an ancient jade supermarket, exchanged an Armani suit for a set of staff clothes in the bathroom, and then quietly slipped out through the back door.
However, at this time, Tang Feng still didn't dare to be careless, because he sensed that there was still a breath behind him and bit him tightly. This Qibao Pavilion still has some talents!
Tang Feng looked at a traffic light intersection in front of him, and took advantage of the last second of the traffic light to rush to the opposite side of the street and dodge into the subway entrance. At the moment before the subway closed, he rushed into the subway.
Behind Tang Feng, a man dressed in black couldn't catch up with Tang Feng, and actually climbed directly onto the roof of the car from the gap between the subway and the tunnel.
Tang Feng breathed a long sigh of relief in the subway, thinking that when he had finally gotten rid of the tracking, the feeling of being stared at came back to his heart.
I met a master today!
Tang Feng secretly said, if he doesn't take some unconventional means, I'm afraid that he won't be able to shake off this tail today. Tang Feng walked around the carriage twice, but did not find the aura of tracking. Looking up at the roof of the car, Tang Feng's heart shook slightly, this person was really ruthless, he dared to lie on the roof of the car in order to track himself.
After confirming the location of the tracker again, Tang Feng reached out from the door and threw a small black ball on the roof of the car while the subway arrived at the station.
When the subway reached the next station, Tang Feng calmly walked out of the subway, still whistling in his mouth. Fight with the master, see how you track me this time?
Three minutes after Tang Feng left the subway, some passengers heard the continuous banging on the roof of the car, and vaguely heard the sound of calls for help. The staff hurriedly went to the roof of the car to check, and finally pulled a man who was wrapped like a dumpling from the roof of the car!