Chapter 208: This "thief" really lives up to its name

Looking at the approaching big man, Zhao Hui's heart rose to his throat, hoping that they could step on the "mechanism" he designed as they wished. As long as Zhang Mingwei's attention is aroused, everything in the back will be easy to do.

Five, three, two......

"Oops......" With a bang, a big man tripped over something and fell to the ground, and his head slammed into Zhang Mingwei's door.

The one behind him was not spared, and was tripped by his companions.

Such a big movement immediately woke up the people in several nearby rooms. The lights turned on instantly, and someone rushed out with a weapon.

Zhang Mingwei's roar was like thunder, which frightened the two people who fell to the ground in a panic and wanted to get up.

Zhao Hui dodged across the ground and snatched one of the masks in his hand. Dahan was stunned, he didn't care about the loss of his mask, he just wanted to see what was under his feet and tripped over him.

Zhang Mingwei opened the door and appeared in front of everyone angrily.

There was no light in the hallway, and the light from the opposite room reflected him, and he could clearly be seen eating people.

"Want to die?"

"I'm sorry......, Grand Commander!" The person who made the mistake immediately pleaded with Zhang Mingwei.

Zhang Mingwei's old face suddenly let go, and he laughed, everyone knew that if he smiled, it meant that he was going to die.

"Please!" The man took a few steps forward and hugged Zhang Mingwei's legs.

Zhang Mingwei stepped back, trying to get rid of him, but was hugged tighter by the big man, which made him even angrier.

"Bang--"

After a gunshot, the unlucky man who slammed the door was killed by the Grand Commander, and his hands loosened and fell limply by the door.

Here, a storm man is like a dog, not worthy of anyone's pity, Zhang Mingwei wants whoever wants his life.

The masked men stood on either side, neither frightened nor afraid.

As if this result was already reasonable, only the man who changed the guard together was trembling, and it was his turn to take the next shot.

Zhao Hui wore a mask and stood in the front row and watched coldly.

"You won't tow it away?" Zhang Mingwei pointed to the corpse.

The trembling man seemed to have found a glimmer of life, and immediately stepped over and pulled his companion's legs outward. It left a long trail of blood that stretched from Zhang Mingwei's room to the staircase.

There was no one to help him, and the man who could have carried hundreds of pounds was too frightened, and the remaining strength could only barely drag the corpse of his companion.

"Bastard!" Zhang Mingwei still didn't understand his hatred, and after scolding, he said to the person at the door: "Clean up the ground for me." ”

Everyone reacted, and no one wanted to miss such a great opportunity to perform. For a while, they rushed to get tools to fetch water, and even four or five men took off their clothes and wiped them directly on the ground.

Zhang Mingwei didn't look at these poor creatures, threw the gun on the cabinet, walked to the south and pushed open the window, and let the night breeze blow away the smell of blood in the room with his hands behind his back.

The most striking thing by the window is the machine gun, the bullets are already mounted and ready to fire out of the window.

There was a rush behind him, shouting like a competition for favor, and Commander Zhang couldn't see who was trying, at least let him hear the voice.

Zhao Hui raised his head in the crowd and searched around for possible places where tantalum coins might be hidden.

The nearest hanger is to hang a few pieces of clothes, Zhao Hui remembers that these are Zhang Mingwei's usual wear, and there are two iron cabinets on the west side of the room, which do not seem to have an insurance function.

With Zhang Mingwei's conceit, he will definitely feel that this room is absolutely safe. There could be no one else here but himself, and nothing like this had ever happened tonight.

One of the cabinets was stacked with a lot of miscellaneous items, and the other near the head of the bed had several guns and a lot of ammunition. If he had kept the tantalum coins in the cupboard, it would most likely be near the bedside.

Just as Zhao Hui was searching, a gust of wind blew in from the window, and the sand and dust mixed with the wind poured in instantly. Zhang Mingwei was a little unexpected, and hurriedly covered his eyes with his hands, but there was already sand running into his eyes.

The clothes hanging on the hanger were swept up by the wind, and the special sound attracted Zhao Hui's attention in milliseconds. It was the sound of metal grinding, too familiar to be more familiar.

If you haven't been to the arsenal, haven't found the underground tantalum warehouse, and haven't brought thousands of tantalum coins back to the base camp, then this sound may be unfamiliar, but now it is different, this extremely special sound is definitely tantalum coins coming from the package.

As soon as he stretched out his leg, he kicked the hanger down and smashed it on the heads of the people who were cleaning up the bloodstains.

"It's windy." He didn't forget to shout loudly.

Everyone lifted the hanger up, and the clothes that fell on the ground were rescued in time, and there were basically no blood stains.

Zhao Hui grabbed one of them, quickly reached into his pocket with his right hand, and sure enough, he touched what he wanted, and he quickly took it out as he could be sure from the texture and shape.

"A bunch of useless garbage, get out!" Zhang Mingwei's eyes entered the sand, and he turned around and cursed loudly the masked man under him.

Hearing the Grand Commander's anger, it seems that tonight's performance was in vain. Everyone was silent, packed up their tools and clothes and exited the room, and they didn't dare to let go of their farts.

Zhao Hui took advantage of the chaos to go downstairs and walked straight through the hall.

The man dragging the corpse was still in the front yard, and he was walking out step by step.

Zhao Hui stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hand to help him pull a leg, and left the hospital door.

When he came three or four hundred meters away from the building, Zhao Hui said to the man: "I still have something to do, you can handle it yourself!" ”

The man can only accept his fate, who will make himself unlucky? So he nodded, and continued to bury his companions farther away, and it was possible to eat them, but the orange pie was unlikely to eat his compatriots until he was particularly hungry.

Zhao Hui took off his mask at the corner of the small plateau, carefully buried it in the sand, and then made a big circle into the East Kowloon District.

The next day, he still couldn't wake up, Zong Zewei's eyeliner came over a few times, and when he entered the tent, he saw that Mr. Zhao was indeed sleeping.

It was only at night that he yawned and opened the curtain, and the servant hurriedly led the way in front, and Zhao Hui complained about the weather in the back.

When Zong Zewei saw Zhao Hui, he found that his face was very good, not like he was sick.

"I heard you weren't feeling well yesterday?"

"Maybe the relationship of the long journey, it seems a little tired, and it has been several days and I haven't recovered." Zhao Hui continued to yawn and replied nonchalantly.

"Nice face today." Zong Zewei laughed.

Zhao Hui could only hear laughter, and he couldn't see the smile on Zong Zewei's face.

Soon, everyone arrived.

Zong Zewei asked all the irrelevant people to step back, leaving those related to this operation.

Including the team leader he arranged, Zong Zewei sent a total of 16 people. There are only two on Zhao Hui's side, he and Cui Xiping, Yu Tianlei was not counted in this revenge operation, after all, he is just a weak person.

"We will act tomorrow, this time under the command of Mr. Zhao, and everyone will obey his orders."

"Yes!"

Zhao Hui knew very well in his heart that these people were ostensibly obedient to the command, and once they broke through Zhang Mingwei's building, they were afraid that they would search for the king's tantalum coin as soon as possible.