Chen Xing was horrified in his heart, could it be that the Yang family had discovered his whereabouts so quickly!

He thought about it carefully, no, the general organization would take into account his temporary identity and not dare to act rashly, not the gate valve family. They don't need to follow them at all, they just come up and get people.

So, who exactly is following him, and for what purpose? He pretended not to notice and continued to walk forward, thinking quickly. There are two maximum possibilities. The first is to see the wealth and start the heart. He went in and out of the underground auction house twice during this time, with a large amount of cash, and it is not ruled out that someone will attack his idea. But this is the city, and robbery is unlikely, at best stealing or cheating.

Second, the robbery of the Black Vulture was exposed, and the other party sent someone to follow him.

After thinking about it, he felt that the second option was the most likely. Especially after he transferred the armed crickets to Cassie, he always had a vague feeling that the kid would be greedy for cheap and sell the car.

In this way, their whereabouts are likely to be exposed.

Suddenly, he turned into the alley, turned around, and with 38 points of agility, quickly shook off the stalker. If you are flexible alone, below the town guard level, there are really not many people who can keep up with him.

In order to confirm his suspicion, he did not return to the Warm Heart Building, but went to the Big Banyan Tree Hotel. Cassie had said before that he would stay here during this time so that they could come and find something to do.

Sure enough, two stalkers were spotted near the hotel.

Before coming here, he went to a clothing store, changed into a beige mercenary uniform, changed his original military backpack, and put on sunglasses and a peaked hat to give him a new look.

He walked into the hotel through the back door, went around the kitchen to the lobby, took the elevator, came to Cassie's room, and knocked on the door.

"Oh my God, what wind brought you here, dear Mr. Qin." Cassie was very surprised when he saw Chen Xing, and opened his arms to hug him, but he was greeted only with fists.

Cassie was knocked to the ground by a punch, covering her eyes, a little stunned. Chen Xing grabbed him by the collar, dragged him to the window, lifted the corner of the curtain, and pointed out the location of the stalker.

"This ......" Cassie's eyes widened, as if shocked.

"Did you sell the car?" Chen Xing lowered the curtain and asked with a gloomy face.

Cassie scratched the back of her head and smiled a little embarrassedly.

"How much did it sell?" "One thousand five, no, two thousand, just two thousand." Cassie said hurriedly.

"Give me eight hundred." Chen Xing stretched out his hand. He transferred it to Cassie, not for the other party to sell.

Cassie sighed helplessly, took out his money bag, and counted eight hundred gold coins to Chen Xing. Chen Xing accepted the money and asked about the whereabouts of Ajomu and Danny. Cassie and him are exposed, and the other two will also be monitored.

"They still live here and went to old Thoma this morning to help." Cassie said.

"Pack your things, wait for them to come back, and leave right away." Chen Xing commanded. Cassie hurriedly went to pack his things.

After nightfall, Chen Xing leaned against the bed and watched Aqiaomu and Danny walk into the hotel. Behind them, the same tailgating stalkers.

"Tuk Tuk ......"

It wasn't long before there was a knock on the door. Chen Xing and Cassie glanced at each other, and the latter stepped forward and slowly opened the door.

"We're being followed." A Qiaomu said as soon as he entered the door, and then saw Chen Xing, and everything understood.

"Shet, Cassie, we've done you a terrible blow!" Ajomu scolded.

"I'm just a poor little black man." Cassie said weakly.

"Forget it, it's useless to scold him now, hurry up and pack your things, change your clothes, and go out through the back door with me." Chen Xing said.

More than ten minutes later, Chen Xing and the four of them got off the elevator, went out through the back door of the kitchen, walked on the street for a while, took a taxi, and went to the north of the city. Change your clothes again, take another taxi to the south of the city, and take a third taxi back to the red light district.

At about eleven o'clock in the evening, four people who had traveled around most of the city came to the Warm Heart Building.

"Hostess, give me three more rooms." In the front hall, Chen Xing said to Su Muzhu.

"You ......" Su Muzhu looked at the three of Cassie, hesitated for a while, pulled Chen Xing to the kitchen, and asked in a low voice, "Honestly, did you commit a crime?" ”

"One gold coin a day." Chen Xing said.

"Everyone?" Su Muzhu asked.

"Everyone!" Chen Xing said categorically.

Su Muzhu stretched out her white and big palm towards Chen Xing. Chen Xing returned to the front hall, collected 20 gold per person, a total of 80 gold, and handed it over. Su Muzhu happily ran upstairs and arranged three rooms for them.

Subsequently, the four of them gathered in the study.

"What should I do?" Ajomu asked.

"Hide for a while and see if the situation changes." Chen Xing said. As long as they stay in the city and have a temporary status, the other party will not dare to touch them. But if you rush out of the city and are caught up by the other party, there is only one dead end.

The reason why they were able to succeed last time was because the opponent's defense was lax, which gave them a chance to sneak attack. If you fight head-on, it is already a miracle to be able to bring down twenty people.

"From now on, there will be someone on duty every night. Also, don't run around during the day so as not to reveal your identity. Chen Xing said.

All three nodded in understanding.

The next morning, Jones King, who had lost his goal, led several of his subordinates to the underground auction hall and met the gray-robed old man in his office.

"Old gentleman, it's a small meaning, it's not a respect."

Jones turned his head to look at his subordinate standing beside him, who understood and placed a bulging money bag on the table. He wanted to inquire about the whereabouts of Chen Xing's four people through the auction hall.

The gray-robed old man glanced at the money bag, smiled slightly, clasped his hands together, and asked Jones, "Captain Jin, what do you mean by this?" There was a bit of coldness in that flat voice, "Do you want to bribe the general manager of the HV auction house?" ”

"What, don't give face?" Jones asked rhetorically with a narrow smile.

"Humph!" The gray-robed old man snorted coldly, slapped the table and stood up, his eyes were like a sharp sword out of its sheath, and shouted, "You also cooperate with me to talk about face!" You are what you are, the leader of a small mercenary group, and dare to come here to be presumptuous. You go back and ask who the owner of the HV is, and then come over and talk! ”

Then, with a wave of his hand, a figure flew in from outside the door and fell beside Jones. The man was covered in blood, and his face was covered in flesh, and blood was pouring out. Looking at it, it was the strong man in black who was quietly talking in the parking lot two days ago.

The most taboo thing they do as an auction house is to divulge the secrets of their guests. If it gets out, who will dare to trade with them in the future?

Joneston's face changed dramatically, and he hurriedly beckoned his men to lift him up. The strong man took his money, which was considered an inside line in the underground auction house. Immediately, without saying a word, he led people out of the auction hall.

"Who's behind the HV!" In the hovervan, Jones yelled at the black-clad man.

"I thought you knew......" said the man in black, slightly innocently, "HV, Hoover, Hoover." ”

"What, it's the Hoovers, no wonder it's so arrogant......" Jones said to himself, losing his temper in an instant. The Hoover family is one of the four major families in Raven City, mainly operating in the firearms industry, and it is indeed not something that he, the little regimental leader, can provoke.