"They didn't take a penny, and they burned my money?"

Inside the office, Reyes asked.

"Yes," said the head of the warehouse where the money had been burned, bowing his head, "and he added...... It was also said that this was just the beginning. ”

"Ha," Reyes smiled, walking over to the desk and brushing his hand over some of the devices on it, "just getting started...... Hehe......"

"So," after a pause, Reyes' hand rested on an alloy object, grabbed it violently, and then turned back and smashed the person in charge directly, "That's our answer!" ”

For Reyes, such a subordinate should be damned!

Putting the blood-stained artifact back on the table, ignoring the bleeding man who had fainted to the ground, Reyes said to another security captain in the office with his head down, "Clean up all the warehouses, within an hour, I need to see all the money locked in a safe place, and, after that, let everyone start looking for those bastards!" I'm going to put them all on the wanted list, got it? ”

"Understood!"

Soon, under the leadership of the security captain, Reyes's men began to move, they walked the streets with guns in their hands, but no one cared about them, or no one dared to take care of them, and soon, as Terletto had expected, they began to gather Reyes's cash in warehouses stored in almost every corner of the city, and then transport it to a "safe" place of their choice and keep it.

Treto's plan went well, their plan was originally like this, only in this way, let Reyes take the initiative to store all the money in one place, so that they can rob it all at once!

However, there were some minor deviations in the plan.

"Oh," said Tygi, looking at where Reyes' men drove straight into, "Am I mistaken?" ”

"I don't think there......" O'Connor's voice was a little low, "that is, the police department!" ”

Why was Reyes, the big drug lord everyone knew, able to keep his money in the police department?

Everyone looked at each other.

"Well, now, the difficulty has changed from almost impossible to absolutely impossible." Roman turned on the spit mode.

"It went according to the original plan." Treto, holding his arms, said.

"What did you say?" Roman was taken aback, "Did I hear it wrong?" ”

"No, you heard it right, it went according to the original plan...... No, it needs to be modified," Treto pulled out his phone and dialed as he turned away, "we need a more powerful car." ”

"Hey, it's not a question of whether the car is good or not!" From the heart, Roman began to try to convince Treto to give up the idea, "Unless you can get a tank, it's about the same!" And, you need a tank that can fly as fast as a sports car! ”

"If you're going to talk about tanks, I really can't get them," Tripto didn't look back, "but you're going to say a sports car that's the same as a tank...... I can still get it. ”

"What?" Roman looked confused.

I'm just going to just BB, can you really get it?

And also...... What the hell is a sports car like a tank??!

It didn't take long for Roman to know where Tripto was going to get that "tank-like sports car".

I was in the cabin and had just come to an event with Giselle...... Zhou Yi, who came to an event to assemble a sports car together, received a call from Treto.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Yi asked.

"Zhou, we're in trouble." "I need your help." ”

"Let me guess......" Zhou Yi twisted the key and started the engine, "Where did Reyes keep his money?" Municipal government? Bank vaults? Police station? ”

"How do you know?" Terletto was stunned.

"Think with your head," Zhou Yi said while admiring Giselle's long legs and stepping through the car door into the car, "I have always liked to plan before acting, so before coming here, I checked Reyes's information, such a well-known drug lord, who has been able to operate in Rio for so many years without being arrested, has become a local snake, among them, to say that there is no official protection, I definitely don't believe it." ”

"You're right," said Tripto, "Reyes has put all the money in the police department, and if our plans are to go ahead as usual, we'll need some more powerful cars." ”

"Don't worry, since I expected it, then I naturally prepared for it," Zhou Yi started the sports car and sent the address of the warehouse to Treto by the way, "Come to the warehouse I rented, so that you can see some good things." ”

Tripto and the others soon came to Zhou Yi's warehouse.

When they arrived, Zhou Yi also happened to come back with Giselle for a round of wind, and immediately led everyone into the warehouse.

"A sports car like a tank?" Zhou Yi listened to Treto's request and grinned, "Follow me." ”

With that, Zhou Yi led everyone to two dark gray containers.

"Open it and take a look." Zhou Yi sold Guan Zidao.

"How well prepared are you......" Teretto was already a little shocked when he saw the parts in the open boxes in this warehouse, but now, he knew that the contents of this container might be the most important thing in the things that Zhou Yi brought over this time.

"If you are well prepared, when something goes wrong, you will have more means and a little more grasp to solve the problem," Zhou Yi said, "You know, I've always liked this." ”

"That's ......" Treto pulled the container open with a smile on his face, and then, even with his mental qualities, couldn't help but shake his head, "Fack, this thing can be brought to you too?" ”

"What? What is it? Roman, who was still stroking the parts in the box, quickly leaned over, and after seeing the contents of the container, he swallowed directly.

"Are you kidding?" Roman was stunned for a moment before coming back to his senses, "Can anyone punch me?" I seem to be hallucinating in front of my eyes? ”

Hearing this, Treto suddenly moved and moved his thick arm, while Zhou Yi also glanced at Roman, and his arm moved slightly.

Although the two of them don't have any disgust for Roman, there is such a thing as beating a slut...... No one wants to miss this opportunity!

"Wait, what do you want to do?" Roman shrunk his neck, and he felt a chill welling up in his heart, "O'Connor! Help me! ”

PS: Obviously, every time the writer speaks a diary of a street hit, why do you turn a blind eye? This time, it's here!

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