At night, the mountains and forests are infested with mosquitoes.

Unprepared, Jiang Hongxue, who was wearing a standard short-sleeved skirt, had already been bitten with more than a dozen big bags on her body.

She scratched her face, feeling that if she continued like this, she was afraid that she would be disfigured.

But looking at Ye Qing next to him, he looked like he was fine.

Calmly wandering in the dark, there is still leisure and elegance, and I can't help but envy: "It's strange, why don't these mosquitoes bite you?" ”

Ye Qing smiled and spread out his hand: "You can try it." ”

The mountains and forests were dark, and he couldn't see what was in his hand, but when he smelled it carefully, there was a familiar smell, and Jiang Hongxue's eyes suddenly lit up: "Where did you get the wormwood?" ”

"This is not wormwood, I picked a few flowers and plants, and I prepared mosquito repellent myself." Ye Qing said helplessly: "Isn't it good to let you wait in the car with your colleagues under the mountain?" Why do you have to keep up? ”

"I've got to watch you!"

Jiang Hongxue took the crumpled herbs, and while rubbing them on her body, she said strangely: "It's so dark, how did you find these medicinal herbs?" ”

"Nose smells!"

After Ye Qing finished speaking, he suddenly stopped, turned around and made a silent movement.

Jiang Hongxue's eyes widened suddenly, and her ears pricked up.

After a close look for a long time, the surroundings were all dark, and there seemed to be nothing unusual except for the buzzing mosquitoes.

She was just about to open her mouth to ask, when she saw a flashlight suddenly turn on on the asphalt road next to her, which they deliberately avoided, swaying from side to side, as if looking for something.

Someone!

Jiang Hongxue was distracted, and subconsciously pulled out the gun.

Ye Qing shook his head, grabbed her hand, and continued to walk forward.

After walking silently for a distance, he explained in a low voice: "The villa area is in front, don't startle the snake." ”

Jiang Hongxue nodded, and the gun in her hand tightened.

Before, Ye Qing asked her to gather her colleagues to stand by at the bottom of the mountain, but she avoided the flat asphalt road all the way on the pretext of going to find out information first, and even chose to sneak up the mountain from the rugged and bumpy woods.

Even if Zhang Yang is not on the mountain, there must be other illegal activities in the Nanshan villa area in front of him.

Otherwise, why do you have to arrange someone to guard the road in the middle of the night?

In the dark, the two quietly sneaked into the Besano area.

When he was only a hundred meters away from the location of the clubhouse in his memory, Ye Qing stopped behind a low wall.

turned around and told him for the last time: "I have already painted the map of the clubhouse for you, Zhang Yang This person is extremely vicious, anything may happen later, you go straight to the basement I told you after you enter, take someone and run, the farther the better, don't delay, let alone have any hesitation, if someone stops you halfway, shoot directly!" ”

"What if you don't have the girl in the basement he was talking about?" Jiang Hongxue hesitated.

Ye Qing suddenly frowned.

There were imprisoned girls in the basement of the clubhouse, which was a very impressive thing in his previous life.

Because at that time, he had just started to practice, and when he assisted Jiang Qiufeng to come here to arrest Zhang Yang, his unsuspecting subordinates suddenly detonated the bombs prepared in advance, and several villas collapsed.

If it weren't for his combat strength, he would have taken Jiang Qiufeng to evacuate desperately, and he would have almost been smashed in.

But when the scene was excavated afterwards, not only did they find the bodies of more than a dozen of Jiang Qiufeng's colleagues, but also found more than 20 girls who died tragically in the basement.

Now the scene is repeated, but at a different time.

What if there are any girls in the basement, or if they are not grouped together, but scattered throughout the rooms of the clubhouse?

Thinking optimistically, maybe Zhang Yang hasn't prepared those bombs at this time?

But Ye Qing didn't dare to gamble on luck.

He deliberately found an excuse to confirm the information first, and asked Jiang Hongxue's colleagues to stand by at the foot of the mountain, in order to avoid the recurrence of the tragedy of the dozen or so martyrs in his previous life.

At the same time, he was unwilling to let Jiang Hongxue take risks.

After hesitating for a moment, he said decisively: "That's my guess mistake, there are no imprisoned girls in it at all, you immediately withdraw here and wait for the support of your colleagues!" ”

In the dark, Jiang Hongxue couldn't see Ye Qing's eyes.

Hearing this, he was stunned for a while, and nodded silently: "I understand, don't worry, I won't drag you back!" ”

Ye Qing didn't say anything more, turned around and climbed over the low wall, and walked towards the clubhouse.

According to the prior arrangement, Jiang Hongxue dialed the phone of her colleague at the bottom of the mountain, informed her that the movement had begun, hung up the phone and counted silently for three minutes before she followed.

There are three villas that have been converted into clubhouses, arranged in a row.

Outside the villa, dark and calm.

Ye Qing was like a ghost, first solved a secret whistle hiding in the grass and smoking, and then quietly came to the villa in the middle, twisted the lock hard, opened the small door leading to the kitchen, and the light came out.

After all, the purpose of the people who come here is not to eat and drink, so the kitchen of the clubhouse is a virtual reality, and there are all kinds of gambling equipment piled up inside.

Ye Qing grabbed a handful of dice casually and came to the kitchen door.

Looking out of the window, in the hall, two strong men were filling bags of white noodles into boxes, and in the invisible position, they could faintly hear someone talking.

There are at least four people outside!

Lack of publicity!

Ye Qing frowned.

After a little groaning, he opened the kitchen door and walked out.

At the same time, he pretended to be arrogant and said: "What about Zhang Yang? When will the money he owes Lao Tzu be paid? ”

The bodyguards, who were busy, suddenly found that there was a stranger in the hall, and they were shocked and drew their guns one after another.

But when he understood what he said, he hesitated.

How did you collect debts from your boss?

The eyes of several bodyguards invariably turned to the bathroom next to them.

Ye Qing's eyes lit up, his body shook, and he rushed towards the bathroom like lightning.

"It's not good, his surname is Ye!"

The bodyguard who reacted was shocked, and was about to shoot, but the dice in Ye Qing's hand had already been scattered and thrown over like bullets.

Porphyry!

Screams were heard one after another.

Ye Qing didn't care about the results, opened the door of the bathroom, and dodged in.

Zhang Yang, who was squatting in the toilet, was stunned.

When he came back to his senses, he was about to pull out his gun, but Ye Qing closed the door, grabbed a toothbrush casually, and came up and stabbed him in his left arm.

"Ahh

Zhang Yang screamed, his fingers trembled, and the gun fell to the ground.

Ye Qing raised his foot and stepped on it, and at the same time pressed Zhang Yang's injured shoulders with both hands, pressed him on the toilet, and said coldly: "Let the people outside be careful, don't go off and beat you to death!" ”

Zhang Yang's face changed, he didn't care about the pain, and shouted loudly outside: "Don't shoot!" ”

The bodyguards who had already come up with guns stood still when they heard this.

At the same time, the walkie-talkie hanging on Zhang Yang's belt suddenly rang, and a panicked voice came from inside: "Brother Yang, run, there are a large number of patrols up the mountain!" ”

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden chaos outside the bathroom.

"Bang!"

A bullet came in and passed Ye Qingkong's shoulder.

His face changed, he leaned over to pick up his gun, and fought back through the door.

For a while, there was a lot of gunfire.

When the bullets in the gun were empty, Ye Qing flashed violently, hid behind the wash basin, looked at Zhang Yang, who was still sitting on the toilet with a few blood holes on his body, and sneered: "Aren't those people outside your bodyguards?" ”

Zhang Yang did not respond.

He kept his head down.

Silently watching the blood gushing out of his body.

After looking at it for a long time, I don't know where the strength came from, I was stunned and raised my injured left arm, dipped my index finger in some of the blood that flowed out of myself, put it in my mouth and licked it.

After a fine taste, he finally raised his head, looked at Ye Qing opposite, grinned with a crimson mouth, and said, "They are not protecting me, but the white noodles that I made money and inventory for the company!" ”

Ye Qing frowned and suddenly understood.

No wonder in the last moment of his previous life, Zhang Yang's subordinates would suddenly detonate a bomb and kill him together.

It turns out that these outlaws have another mastermind behind the scenes, and Zhang Yang is just a puppet!

"Want to know my company name?"