Jiang Ming nodded, and said without any hesitation: "Brother Wu, I listen to you, in the past, the idols in my heart were Andy Lau and Einstein, but now, there is only one, and that is you." ”

After what happened just now, Jiang Ming admired Wu Di even more, because Wu Di was not only equivalent to the reincarnation of Superman, but more importantly, Jiang Ming was desperate to find that his IQ seemed to be several grades higher than his own.

Wu Di nodded, and took Jiang Ming into this low-key hotel, which was only more than ten minutes away from Jiang's house, and it was still on foot, so if Zhou Han was in any danger, he could also arrive at any time.

In the warm welcome of the two at the front desk, they opened a double room, anyway, Wu Di thought that now that he had obtained the evidence that Young Master Fang and others had murdered Old Man Jiang, he would not stay in Philadelphia for too long, and the living conditions would not have to be so luxurious.

The two of them had just returned to the room, and before they had time to rest, Wu Di's phone rang.

Wu Di picked up the phone and saw that it was Zhou Han calling, and he suddenly felt a little nervous for no reason, because he guessed that Zhou Han should have encountered some danger.

"Sister Yanyun, did you encounter something?" Wu Di answered the phone, a little nervous, and couldn't wait to ask.

Zhou Han on the other end of the phone was quite calm, and said: "Brother Wu, I don't have anything to do now, but there is another thing now, which is very important, you and Jiang Ming must hurry up." ”

Seeing Zhou Han's eagerness, Wu Di couldn't help but interject, "Sister Yanyun, it's okay if you're fine, you say it, what's the matter!" ”

"That's the case," Zhou Han sorted out his thoughts and continued, "Brother Wu, I overheard the conversation between my second uncle and the third uncle, during the conversation, they seemed to mention that when my grandfather died, a subordinate of our Jiang family at that time, called Fu Bo, was next to my grandfather, and later this Fu Bo disappeared after my grandfather died, and I have always felt very strange about this, until this morning, I heard the conversation between the second uncle and the third uncle, and I didn't know, This Fubo should have known that my grandfather was sober when he died, and that he had received some benefits from his second and third uncles afterwards, so he went into hiding, and now he seems to be in a slum in the southern suburbs of Philadelphia. ”

"Sister Yanyun, do you want me to find this Fu Bo!" Wu Di understood what the other party meant, after all, if he found a witness, he would be able to know more about the death of the old man of the Jiang family.

Zhou Han said: "Yes, but not all, Brother Wu, my second and third uncles have now sent people over to kill Fu Bo, it is estimated that the people he sent are already on the road, so you hurry over, you must rush in front of the second and third uncle's people to save Fu Bo!" ”

Wu Di nodded and agreed: "Don't worry, Sister Yanyun, let's rush now!" ”

In order to avoid Jiang Hong and Jiang Qing from finding out, Zhou Han hurriedly said a few words, and the phone was hung up. And Wu Di and Jiang Ming didn't dare to slack off, and quickly left the Jixiang Hotel and rushed to the southern suburbs of Philadelphia.

……

The weather in Philadelphia was still hot, and even in the afternoon, the sun's rays were already slanting from the western sky, but the temperature in the air was still aggressive, as if it was about to penetrate into people's skin.

A place in the southern suburbs that is about to be demolished, most of the residents here are local residents, belonging to the typical urban-rural junction, the people here have not yet enjoyed the rights of authentic urban people, nor have they gotten rid of the atmosphere of the old countrymen, as far as the eye can see, are some low and dilapidated small bungalows, but the streets are still full of people coming and going, very lively.

This is exactly when it comes to getting off work, when a lot of people are rampage through the streets on motorbikes and bicycles.

At the intersection of West Street, a gray-haired old man in his 60s was walking slowly, carrying some fresh vegetables in his hand, and in one of the plastic bags was a live fish that he had just bought from Li Laosan in the vegetable market.

Although this old man has gray hair and looks old, he has the demeanor of everyone in his gestures, not at all like a character who should exist in this slum, but like a retired old cadre.

The old man carried the things in his hand, hummed an unknown song in his mouth, and slowly walked through the intersection, and then came to the alley.

Just across the street from the old man, a white truck was parked and empty, and in the cab sat two men in overalls. One of them has a mustache at the corner of his mouth, while the other has a fat head and big ears.

"Let's do it!" The mustache looked at the old man who was about to walk into the alley across the street, gritted his teeth, and said.

"Do it."

The fat man nodded, threw the cigarette butt in his hand out of the car window, then climbed on the steering wheel with both hands, and stepped on the accelerator with his feet.

Rumble!

Although the truck was empty, after accelerating, it was like an angry elephant on the grassland, like a moving hill, and rushed madly to the opposite side.

"Little ...... Little ......"

There was a small grocery store at the intersection, and the owner was a middle-aged man, who was bored looking at the passers-by, but at this time, suddenly a train rushed madly from the other side of the street, and in front of the car was the old man carrying vegetables.

Boom!

The front of the truck hit the old man directly, with a muffled sound, the old man flew out in response, and when he was in the air, the vegetables in his hand were scattered, and the old man who flew up hit a telecommunication pole next to him, and suddenly fell to the ground softly.

“…… Be careful! ”

At this time, the middle-aged man could finish a sentence, but it was too late.

Rumble!

The train hit someone, but did not stop immediately, but kept accelerating, and rushed directly into the alley, and when it came to the depths of the alley, the train stopped suddenly, and the mustache and the fat man got out of the wagon neatly.

"Do you want to go up and make up for two shots, the second master has explained, you must let the old guy die!" The fat man looked at the old man lying in a pool of blood in the distance, and asked the mustache tentatively.

The mustache looked into the distance, shook his head and said, "No need, the old guy is old, if he is hit by a car and still doesn't die, I'm afraid that King Kong Rulai will be reincarnated." ”

"Let's go, get out of here, or we'll get in trouble."

The mustache saw the intersection in the distance, and there were already many people watching, urging the fat man to say.

The fat word sighed, put the white wire gloves in his hand into his pocket, and then followed behind the mustache.

The two of them bypassed the other side of the truck, and disappeared into the depths of the alley in three or two clicks, this kind of old-fashioned alley, all over the place, trying to hide in it, is as simple as turning over the palm of your hand.

In the distance, the old man was knocked to the ground by a truck, and after a while, a lot of people had already gathered around.

(End of chapter)