After several members of the team discussed, Luo Bai once again entered his own cultivation rhythm.

No matter what, strength is the root of everything, if he has strong enough strength now, where can he spend these brain cells? Directly rushed into the Nanshui Gang with a knife, and cut the surname Song and it was over.

While improving his hard power, Luo Bai did not forget to update the equipment, especially the functional modules carried by War Paint.

Recent events have reminded him that if the level of communication, energy level search, etc. is not enough, it is easy to be interfered with, and it is no problem to deal with the dark beast, but if the opponent is a human, it will suffer a big loss!

The price of division-level equipment is too high, and Luo Baixiao can't afford it, but there is no problem with replacing all of them with the best-grade ones.

Snow Shadow II series of top-grade combat knives, 5.7646 million; Shijie high-grade communication module, 2.534 million; Grade-level high-grade energy level search module, 3,507,500;

In addition, Luo Bai also spent a lot of money to carry three new war paint modules, the high-grade communication shielding module, with a price of up to 7.562 million;

Grade-level anti-communication shielding module, 9.216 million;

Shijie high-grade energy level reaction shielding module, 5.423 million;

The price of this anti-reconnaissance and confrontation type of functional module is extremely high, and Luo Bai had no money before, and he didn't think he would use it, but this incident reminded him.

Pretending to be a pig is sometimes really effective, keeping your own information secret, allowing your opponent to make a miscalculation, sometimes it can really save your life.

Information confrontation is the top priority of modern warfare, and it is also an extremely important part of the confrontation between martial artists.

smashed a total of 34,007,100 credit coins, and Luo Bai almost armed himself to the teeth.

Of course, the price was that the assets in his personal account had shrunk dramatically, and most of the wealth from the last wilderness hunt had been consumed, leaving only more than 18 million.

......

A day later, the squad communication channel.

Toby Cook: "Everyone, I have confirmed through other channels that at around 9 p.m. on October 27th, the Nanshui Gang did mobilize some warriors, and we can be sure that our previous speculation should be eight or nine. ”

Annabelle: "So what are you waiting for? Throw out the melons we have prepared, and let the pioneer surnamed Song get bigger. ”

Wu Yinghao: "Agreed. ”

Luo Bai: "Agreed." ”

Zhang Hao: "I think we can go out of the city while the grandson and his wife are pinching up, get rid of the stalkers, and go to the wilderness to be happy." ”

Ambabel: "Hey, big muscle, you're using your brains, it's rare." ”

Zhang Hao: "Hey, what do you mean?" I just don't like to use my brain, and I'm not brainless. ”

“......”

Soon, several people finalized the plan, and Toby Cook found someone to release the news.

Throwing melons, this is a technical job, Skynet is strictly managed, you can't fool around, you have to find a professional, otherwise it is easy to arouse the other party's vigilance, then it will be self-defeating, in this regard, Luo Bai has no way, and he has few connections now.

I have to say that the fastest news in the world is always gossip, which comes with its own traffic, as long as the content is high-quality and the information flow is large, you can't stop it if you want to.

In just two days, the emotional history of Song Moteng, the leader of the Nanshui Gang, has spread among many people, what is it good to kill the old man, the tanuki for the prince, endure humiliation, pay rent and food just for dreams, and other news are flying all over the sky.

It is reported that Song Moteng, the leader of the Nanshui Gang, has not shown up for the past two days......

Some confidants revealed that Song Moteng had a wound cut out of his fingernails on his face, and there was also news that Song Moteng had confessed to his beloved wife in the past two days by paying public food, and so on.

......

November 4th, more than 3 p.m.

In the southwest urban area, on the armored off-road, Luo Bai and others were there, and the car was heading out of the city.

"Ahaha, laughing at the old lady, look at it quickly, there is news that the sixth lady of the Wang family squeezed Song Moteng dry in anger, foaming at the mouth, and there is the truth in the picture." Annabelle's laughter trembled, and the steering wheel clattered.

The black line floated over Luo Bai's head, the war pattern was directly bound to the warrior, there was no permission, and outsiders could not see the screen, which forced the peeping screen dog to death, but there was a big problem!

The driver looks like she's looking at the road, but she may actually be watching the lace news, and the passengers can't supervise it at all, so they don't feel safe!

On the co-pilot, Wu Yinghao tried to suggest: "Anna, let me drive, you are so tired......"

"What nonsense? The old lady is not Zhang Hao, I am a dignified sixth-level archer, will I be tired of driving a car? Annabelle glanced at Wu Yinghao and kicked the accelerator again.

Luo Bai originally wanted to squint for a while, but now, he had to be ready to jump out of the car at all times.

......

Nancheng District, Hennelang Avenue, Deheng Building, here is the headquarters of Shenlan Group, the building is only recently down.

The official name of 'Shenlan Group' may not be familiar to many people, but its other name is well-known among ordinary people in the southern district of Coleman City, it is called the Nanshui Gang.

The top floor of the building is the headquarters of Shenlan Group and the headquarters of the Nanshui Gang.

It's just that now, it's a mess, there are traces of smashing everywhere, and the chairman of Shenlan Group, that is, the leader of the Nanshui Gang, Song Moteng's office is even hardest-hit, and the extremely elegant and exquisite office that was originally decorated has long been unrecognizable and miserable.

In the mess, a middle-aged and thin man was lying on an office chair, it was Song Moteng.

The desk in front of him was the only place in the office that didn't show signs of smashing, and I don't know if it had survived or had been cleaned up.

Song Moteng lay on his back, smoking a cigarette and looking at the ceiling.

He doesn't have the scars on his face that have been picked out as in the rumors, it's not that his daughter-in-law has changed her sex, but because he is a martial artist and has a strong physique, but the ordinary Miss Wang Jialiu can't break it with her fingernails alone.

Drip~

A communication came in, Song Moteng's body didn't move, he still looked at the ceiling, but his lips opened and closed, and he made a syllable: "Say." ”

"Those guys are going out of town."

"Well, I see, keep staring."

"Yes."

Hanging up the communication, Song Moteng just thought for less than two seconds before sending out a message: "Seven nights, the target is out of the city, and my people can't keep up." ”

"I'll find them."

"I hope so."

"I'm going to take half of the money first."

"Okay."

"Gang Master Song is really refreshing!"

"I don't like that title."

"Oh? I see, Song Dong. ”

......

A moment later, Song Moteng dialed out another voice communication:

"Where's your Tema?" Song Moteng seems to have suddenly changed a person, and his painting style has changed greatly.

"Big brother, I'm sending someone to keep an eye on that kid."

"Rendu Tema is out of the city, where are you staring? If it weren't for a friend who happened to bump into them, I still wouldn't have known they were going out of town, a bunch of shit. ”

Song Moteng's voice was very loud and his tone was very irritable, but while speaking, his face was calm, as if he was schizophrenic, or his face was paralyzed.

"Big brother, I'm ......." On the other end of the phone, the masked warrior was submissive, but his eyes were cold.

"Dute Ma is all rubbish, and you don't bring anyone to chase it? , you raised by Lao Tzu for nothing? ”

"Yes, big brother, I'll take someone to chase after me."

"If you mess it up again this time, you won't go back to the city."

"Yes, I see, big brother."

......

After three short communications, Song Moteng lit three more cigarettes, two of which stood on the table and one of which was put in his mouth.

"Wen Ze, wait a little longer...... Wait, Daddy will definitely avenge you, this is what Daddy owes you......"

"Anne, you wait, I will definitely find out all the rats that eat inside and out, I want to see who leaked the news back then, exposing the existence of you two mothers, I will let them all go to your funeral, soon...... It's almost ......"

The office was silent, save for the faint sound of smoke and cigarette burning.

Suddenly, a noise faintly came, from far and near.

"The surname is Song, what do you mean by not going home?"

"Madam, the chairman of the board of directors is ......."

Syllable!

After the slap, Wang Xian'er scolded: "You turned the sky upside down? Do you have a part in talking? Ah San, Ah Si, what are you still standing for, drag him out to feed the dogs. ”

"Yes, ma'am."

"Madame, Madame, spare your life, Madame......"

Song Moteng was still motionless, listening to this farce that had been staged countless times, without the slightest expression on his face, as if the air had frozen.