Chapter Eighty-One: Not Worthy of Home

It's almost 3 o'clock in the morning, and the bars are closed. But on the second floor, in Ah Rong's office, the lights are still on. Ouyang Hui and the three of them walked through an alley next to them and went around to the back of the entire bar.

When Ouyang Hui was drinking in the bar, he once went to the bathroom in the middle. In fact, the main purpose is to reconnoiter the terrain in the bar, so as to formulate a route for attack and retreat. He found that the location of the bathroom on the first floor was very private, but the windows were sealed. In the bathroom on the second floor, which is in the same location, the windows are not sealed. The window was sliding, and he opened it and looked downstairs. Downstairs is a small street behind the bar, which is sparsely populated during the day, and there is not even a ghost at this time.

Ouyang Hui and the three of them climbed to the second floor along the drainage pipe of the outer wall next to the bathroom window. Because Ouyang Hui deliberately did not close the lock of the window when he was investigating, he directly pushed the window open, and the three of them entered the bathroom smoothly.

In the bathroom, they took off their rucksacks and put the prepared black hood over their heads. Then he went out of the bathroom door, but instead of going straight to Ah Rong's office, he came to the door of the monitoring room next to the staircase. The door of this monitoring room is not like the door in the previous house. This is an anti-theft door, and it can't be kicked open.

But it doesn't matter. Among the two helpers that Ouyang Hui brought today, there was one nicknamed "Master Key". This kid had been sentenced for burglary and specialized in locks. Whether it's a car lock or a door lock, he has a way to open it.

Ouyang Hui gestured at the master key. I saw the master key take off the rucksack, first take out a small flashlight from it, and shine it into the keyhole. Then he calmly took out his lock-picking tool, and it only took 5 seconds to hear a slight "click".

Three people, armed with whispering pistols, rushed into the surveillance room. There were only two security guards on duty inside, one of them was sleeping on the bed, and even Ouyang Hui couldn't wake him up when they came in. The other one was lying on the sofa, and he should have fallen asleep, but he had not yet fallen into a deep sleep. So when Ouyang Hui and the others rushed in, they woke him up. However, when he saw someone pointing a gun at his head, he was so frightened that he did not dare to move or scream.

Ouyang Hui kicked the security guard who hadn't woken up yet. "You're looking for death!" The security guard sat up from the bed angrily and cursed. But after seeing Ouyang Hui and them, he was also instantly dumbfounded.

Ouyang Hui stepped forward and grabbed him by the hair, pulled him off the bed, and then kicked him down on the sofa. He reached out and tore through the sheets, tore them into several strips, tied the two security guards tightly, and finally blocked their mouths with pillows.

Leaving one person in charge of guarding the two security guards, Ouyang Hui came to the door of Ah Rong's office with the master key. I only heard a woman's moan from inside, "Ah...... I'm going to die...... I'm going to die......"

The master key looked down at his watch and said to Ouyang Hui: "Gray pigeon, how many little blue pills does this kid have to eat, it's all this hour, and he is still so energetic." ”

"Stop talking nonsense, get to work!"

The master key held a small flashlight in its mouth and took out its own lock-picking tool. After 5 seconds, the two rushed into the office. In the office, presented in front of the two of them is a living picture of the Spring Palace.

Ah Rong reacted quickly, got off the woman's body, and reached out to pull the drawer of the bedside table. But he's not as fast as a bullet after all. With a "pounce", a bullet shot out of Ouyang Hui's whispering pistol and hit Ah Rong's wrist.

"Ahh The woman on the bed screamed and covered herself with a quilt on her head and feet. It seems that in her eyes, the quilt is bulletproof.

"You...... You guys...... Who the hell is it? Ah Rong asked in a trembling voice.

"Someone you want to kill."

"Ash ...... Gray dove! ”

"Why, is it a surprise to you that I didn't die?"

"No...... Grey Pigeon...... This...... It's none of my business. It's all ...... That bastard Bowen told me to do this. Ah Rong stammered.

"Really? So if you kill me, what else will Berwen tell you to do for him? ”

He said...... He said that when I kill you, I will send him a text message and let him know. Then I don't have to worry about the rest, I don't have anything to do. ”

"Okay, you text him now, and say you've sent someone to kill the gray pigeon."

With his intact hand, Ah Rong took the phone that was placed on the bedside table. Because he had just pressed this hand on the wound, it was covered in blood. Rubbing it on the sheets, he began to obediently edit the text messages. When he was done, he sent it to Berwen. Blue Pigeon...... You see...... Can you let my brother live? I can give you money...... I can do it with you...... too."

"I don't need you to do it with me, but there is someone who might want to use you."

"Who, is it the second brother of Zhongwen?" Ah Rong seems to see hope, the hope of life.

"It's not. But this man is rich and powerful, and if you can work under him, I don't think he will treat you badly. ”

"Really? Who is this person? ”

"Lord Hades." After speaking, Ouyang Hui raised his hand and shot it, hitting the center of his eyebrows.

At this time, the woman hidden under the quilt was already like a sifting chaff. Even the quilt on his body kept shaking with it.

Ouyang Hui lifted the quilt, "Don't kill me...... Don't kill me......" The woman immediately begged for mercy.

"It can't be helped, because you hear things you shouldn't hear, and only the dead don't say them." Then Ouyang Hui also rewarded her with a bullet.

"This woman is in good shape, it's a pity to die!" The master key said to Ouyang Hui.

"What a pity is there for a prostitute."

"Gray pigeon, don't you pretend to be so tall, haven't you ever played with chickens? Besides, people like us have to go looking for chickens, because we can't have a home. No one would want to marry us. Even if there were, we wouldn't be able to bring them anything but fear. ”

Ouyang Hui patted the master key on the shoulder, "Brother, you're right, it's really impossible for us to have a home. Because we don't deserve it at all! With that, he turned and walked out the door, followed by the master key.