Lu Chengjing saw that Zhou Yang's expression was extremely serious, and he chuckled in his heart, and the glimmer of hope that had just risen couldn't help but fall again.

"You have the ambition to do big things, but unfortunately you don't have the courage to do big things!" Zhou Yang pointed to Lu Chengjing's crotch, laughed and stood up, "You clean up the scene here, I will help Li Xueyin pull the funds from the American background, you don't have to worry about the problems of the New World Sect, you can solve other things, I will let Li Xueyin contact you tomorrow." Let's change our pants first, hahaha......"

Zhou Yang laughed and got up and walked out of the room.

Lu Chengjing stayed for a while before he mustered up all the strength to get up from the ground, carrying his wet crotch, shook his head with a wry smile, and sighed: "It's really not the material to do big things!" ”

He first went to take a shower, changed his pants, and then returned to the living room, looked at the headshot corpse, and did not feel so disgusting, first smoked a stick of sandalwood, stuck it in front of the corpse, and then began to make calls.

The mage circle has the actions of the mage circle, although there are few things like this that cause headshots without saying a word, but all kinds of rush fighting methods are also common, and naturally an industry dedicated to cleaning up the mess for mages was born.

Lu Chengjing is also a well-known figure in the provincial city mage world, although he has never used these people, but he still has contact information.

A phone call passed, but within ten minutes or so, a team of people rushed over, without saying a word, and immediately began to clean up the scene.

Half an hour later, the room was cleaned up as before, and no one could tell that a body had been shot in the head.

The kicked door in the next room was also repaired.

Lu Chengjing paid a lot of money to send the person away, sat back in the living room, thought for a while, and then tentatively called He Zhijian.

The phone rang and it was answered, and He Zhijian's crying voice came from the microphone, "Master, master, I shouldn't have dislistened to you, I shouldn't have listened to you, what should I do now, what should I do!" ”

There was a tremor of fear in his voice.

Sure enough, it's not that he is not angry, but that the goods are too scary, and even a ruthless character like He Zhijian, who was born and died and licked blood, was scared like this.

Lu Chengjing felt a lot better, and he looked up like a master again, and said very calmly: "Don't panic, didn't I call you?" First of all, what's the situation on your side now? ”

"All are dead, all are dead!"

He Zhijian is also a big man in the end, although he was scared and almost went crazy, his expression ability is still online, and he made the situation clear in a few words.

After being beaten on the highway but being let go, Park Jin and the two immediately took He Zhijian back to the provincial capital and proposed to go to Jindalai Restaurant.

Jindalai Restaurant is a foreign trade restaurant located on this side of the river, and all the staff are from that side.

There is nothing special about this restaurant, but the waiters are carefully selected, not to mention the top beauty, and they can sing and dance one by one, and the live performance is active without pressure.

Of course, Jiang Zhijian also knew, and the intelligence department should also know, that in addition to making money for the country, this restaurant was also responsible for collecting ordinary intelligence and answering the tasks of domestic infiltrators.

Originally, Park Jin and the others came this time to follow the path of He Zhijian, and did not inform Jindalai Restaurant, but after the incident, they thought that He Zhijian was no longer reliable, so they could only ask Jindalai for help, as for their task, as long as they did not disclose it, they could not guess, and they would not delay the marshal's major event.

After arriving at the restaurant, Ho Zhijian was useless, and Park Jin and the others were ready to deal with him to prevent future troubles.

Just when He Zhijian thought that his little life was like this, the god-like young man suddenly appeared as if falling from the sky, killed Park Jin and the others on the spot, and took He Zhijian out of the restaurant.

Didn't go far, just stopped across the street from the restaurant.

Then He Zhijian saw the police brigade closing the street, and heavily armed black-clothed military personnel rushed into Jindalai and handed over all the people in the restaurant to take away, and then the police who closed the street came up and sealed the restaurant.

He Zhijian was thrilled to see it, and he knew that this incident had alarmed the intelligence department.

The reason why smugglers like him can get away with it is because they don't pay attention to it or even deliberately indulge it, and the police turn a blind eye to them, but their names must have been registered in different departments, and it is okay to honestly smuggle some ordinary products, but anyone who dares to smuggle contraband, or get involved in intelligence warfare involves political struggles, will be killed by the dictatorship every minute.

He Zhijian thought that even if he didn't die in Jindalai, he would definitely not be let go by the police, but he didn't know that he was standing across the street in a big way, and the police who closed the street even came to chase him once, but no one was interested in him.

Park and Kim are dead, and Jindalai is sealed, which is equivalent to cutting off his way to smuggle over there, as long as the news passes, if he dares to set foot on the land over there again, it will be his life in minutes.

And what he is more worried about is that if he messes up this matter and angers the other party, will he send someone to kill him to vent his anger.

When Lu Chengjing called, He Zhijian was in a daze on the side of the street, not knowing what to do next, and when he saw that it was Lu Chengjing's phone, he immediately answered it as if he had seen a savior.

"Master, what should I do now?"

He Zhijian finished speaking, and then asked in a trembling voice.

"You don't have to panic......

Lu Chengjing comforted He Zhijian, thinking back to his brief contact with Zhou Yang.

The most important thing in their line of work is to be able to look at people.

In his opinion, this Zhou Yang is ruthless and decisive, and he is the most practical to people and things, if it is useless to investigate, even if he will not directly dispose of He Zhijian together, it is impossible to bring He Zhijian out.

Since he did this, it means that He Zhijian is still useful to him, so he will let him go.

"You go back first, don't run around outside during this time, let your subordinates also stop, the person who saved you will definitely look for you again, and then you can just listen to his arrangements."

Lu Chengjing thought for a while, and added: "Remember not to go against his will, and don't think about fighting him, you are not his opponent, dare to have different intentions, there will be no good end." Also, dispose of all your smuggling boats and make it look like you're out of the smuggling circle, but keep one that is the best and most useful, and it will definitely come in handy when the time comes. ”

Ho Zhijian's only value as a smuggler lies in his ability to communicate with the other side of the river and his shipping routes.

Lu Chengjing thinks that what Zhou Yang needs, nine times out of ten, is this.

(End of chapter)