The next day, near noon, the red sports car rushed through the street like a red lightning.

The fox wears a black jacket and soothing music from the stereo of a sports car, her fingers tapping the steering wheel to the beat.

On the co-pilot, Ye Qianhu looked at his face in the rearview mirror, his originally handsome face was now full of exhaustion, with some bruises in some places, and the whole person was very haggard, looking like he had endured torture for a long time.

These, of course, are the credit of the fox, and I have to say that makeup is really a magical thing.

"I suggest you hurry up and put the handcuffs on, we're here." The fox looked at the road, reminded him casually, and then took out a pair of handcuffs from under the seat and threw them to Ye Qianhu.

Grabbing the handcuffs thrown over, Ye Qianhu directly locked his hands tightly, "Are you sure you can really fool them, after all, these injuries of mine seem to be a bit fake, right?" ”

In fact, it is not fake, although the scars on Ye Qianhu's body are all made by fox makeup, but they look very real, and even the swelling of the injured part looks very real.

It's just that Ye Qianhu has some doubts, can these really fool those assassins?

"Normally, people don't like to be busy. Because for those of us whose lifestyles have nothing to do with ordinary, you don't know that a small act or a joke of your own can anger someone. ”

Otherwise, the fox didn't continue, but Ye Qianhu understood the meaning.

Even if you follow the guidance of fate, but killing is killing people, and how many people in this world kill tens of millions of people like nothing. They killed so many people that the Assassins slowly learned to cool their blood.

Even in the textile factory, these assassins can laugh and curse, and they can be harmonious, but behind this is a cold heart.

took out his mobile phone and looked at it, Ye Qianhu handed the mobile phone to the fox, "Whether it can succeed or not depends on Carlos." ”

After that, Ye Qianhu took out a black bag and put it on his head.

At this moment, Ye Qianhu was completely no different from a captive.

The red sports car came to a slow stop in front of the heavy iron gate of the textile factory, and the fox leaned out of the window slightly, and nodded at the gunsmith above, and the gunsmith saw that it was a fox and quickly opened the door of the textile factory.

Parking the car in the courtyard at will, the fox got out of the car and came to the outside of the co-pilot, and then roughly pulled Ye Qianhu by the collar and pulled him out of the car, dragging him all the way into the textile factory.

The gunsmith looked at these above, and shook his head helplessly, not knowing if he was sympathizing with Ye Qianhu.

Entering the textile factory, the workers or assassins who were working around looked at it curiously, only to see the fox dragging the man in his hand with a cold face and walking quickly, and the man kept struggling until he was smashed on the stomach by the fox's fist.

As the fox had said, the men just looked at them curiously, and no one stepped forward to ask what was going on.

"Ha, fox, I thought you had been killed!"

Coming to the second floor, the repairman looked at the fox unexpectedly and said.

He knew a little about yesterday's operation, but part of the information he had received was that the fox had disappeared, that the Assassin team had been killed, and that they had once again found the kind of special bullet that the Cross often used.

He thought that the fox had also been killed by the cross, but he didn't expect the fox to come back safely, and it seemed that there was still a big catch.

The fox sneered back, and threw Ye Qianhu into a spacious room with a cold face, where Sloan and the others were already waiting for the fox.

"Welcome back!" Sloan said to the fox, not looking at Ye Qianhu who was thrown on a chair in the corner.

At least on the surface, Ye Qianhu seemed to have really been tortured by the fox, and sat weakly on the chair with a hood, without making a sound, as if he had fallen into a trance.

Without politeness, the fox said directly to Sloan: "He is an ally of the Cross, mainly responsible for providing technical support for the Cross, and yesterday they joined forces to ambush me. ”

"It's just", the fox sneered and gestured to Ye Qianhu in the corner, "They seem to be underestimating me." ”

Sloan still had a good old smile on his face, and after listening to the fox's narration, Sloan smiled and nodded, "What about the cross?" ”

"Cross apparently didn't realize that this ally of his was not very reliable, because he left a tracker on the cross." The fox took out the mobile phone that Ye Qianhu handed her and called up a video to show Sloane to them.

In the video, a man with a baseball cap hurries down a street, carrying a long black handbag behind his back, and he quickly disappears into the range of this camera. However, the screen switches, obviously from the perspective of another camera, and the figure of the man appears again.

"It's a cross!" The repairman immediately recognized the man's identity.

"Cross doesn't know that he has a tracker on his body, and although he is good at camouflage, the fuzzy location system combined with the control of the entire city's surveillance system makes him as conspicuous as a firefly in the night. This Mr. Ye Qianhu can know where the cross appears at any time, and now, this key little thing and Ye Qianhu are our rewards! ”

After speaking, the fox adjusted the phone and continued to track the location of the cross, the corner of her mouth suddenly showed an inexplicable smile, and then handed the phone to Sloan, "This is his current position, he has stopped." ”

It was a map where the red dot representing the cross had stopped moving, and Sloane's gaze was on the map, not far from the red dot, where the Brotherhood headquarters was standing.

The smile on Sloane's face immediately retracted, and the phone was handed to the repairman on the side, "Go, kill him, and bring everyone you can!" ”

Seeing the unknown shown above, the repairman's face became very ugly, and he muttered to himself with hatred: "This bastard! ”

The repairman left in a hurry with the other killers, and the fox gestured to Ye Qianhu, "Kill him?" ”

"Not yet," Sloane waved his hand, "lock it up and dispose of the cross before making a decision." ”

A few hundred meters away from the textile mill, a somewhat old office building, on one of the balconies, Carlos is skillfully installing a sniper rifle.

He didn't use his sniper rifle, which could easily snipe at long distances, and although it was terrifying enough in terms of power and range, it was far inferior to a regular sniper rifle in terms of rate of fire and aiming.

If Ye Qianhu does carry out the plan he told him during the meeting this morning, then he must use weapons that can provide timely and effective support.

But just as he was about to put on his scope, he suddenly saw the doors of the mill open, and the cars roared out of the mill, and he could feel the anxiety of the men almost through the car.

Carlos only analyzed it a little, and found that these people were actually coming from his side!

Carlos's face instantly darkened, and his hands groped carefully for every inch of his clothes, and soon he found two metal objects the size of rice grains.

He suddenly realized that he might have been betrayed!