The guy who suddenly came over turned out to be Zong Zewei's person, which surprised Zhao Hui. Regain your composure immediately, there must be something greasy in this, it may be an old man's strategy.

"You ......, aren't you Zhang Mingwei's subordinates?"

Even if he expected that Zong Zewei would install an undercover agent next to Zhang Mingwei at the beginning, he still had to be cautious in the face of such a coincidence.

The person who came nodded and said, "Yes, I have been loyal to the sect leader for a long time. ”

"I don't want to leave yet."

"Anliu, they may have arrived, are you locked up here to wait for them to come to you?"

Zhao Hui was happy in his heart, the only person who could say this matter was Zong Zewei's subordinates, and it must have been revealed by Zong Zewei after analysis. It seemed that there was no way out of the sky, so he asked in a low voice, "Can it be done?" ”

The undercover agent whispered, "You are very badly injured, not tonight." Rest for a few more days and get better before moving. ”

"Badly hurt?" Zhao Hui seemed to have forgotten about being beaten, and the other party's reminder suddenly remembered. But there are many doubts in my heart, I was indeed beaten by the masked man during the day, and I only had half a life left at that time.

Why don't I feel pain now? It's just itchy all over my body, could it be that the No. 2 injection has the opposite effect?

"It's okay, it should be okay tonight!"

The undercover agent shook his head and patiently persuaded: "If you can't act automatically, you can't leave." ”

Zhao Hui didn't say much, and asked directly: "What do you want to do?" ”

"What else can be done? Of course, it's sneaking out, so your mobility can't be affected, and I can't carry it. ”

Zhao Hui stood up with all his strength, his feet were a little numb and almost unstable.

"Look! Nope! ”

"Wait a minute, I feel like I'm okay, just wait a while!" Zhao Hui tried to stand up and began to move his muscles.

The undercover agent watched him quietly, and from time to time he looked at the empty basement, for fear that someone would suddenly come out and find out his motives.

After about seven or eight minutes, Zhao Hui walked slowly in the iron cage, but his feet were tied and he couldn't take a big stride, but he seemed to be in good shape overall.

The undercover agent doubts his eyes, has the person in the cage really been beaten? And he has seen the effectiveness of the No. 2 injection, and it is a miracle in itself that he can survive safely.

Zhao Hui is also thinking so, has he really been beaten? Either there's a problem with memory, or there's a problem with the pain nerves. But the latter is not very similar, even the itch in the back can be felt, not to mention the pain.

He walked over to the cage and whispered to the undercover agent: "Look, can't you?" ”

"It should be ......, you can!" If you really want to take action, the undercover agent is still a little hesitant, but now you can only start with a hard head.

"Help me untie it!"

"Ugh!"

Zhao Hui turned around and went undercover and put his hand into the iron cage to help him untie the rope.

"That's it!"

Zhao Hui's hands and feet were released, and he instantly felt very free, and hurriedly urged the undercover agent to say, "Is there a key?" ”

"Yes!"

I didn't expect that there would really be people who would help me, and I have been unlucky since I arrived in the fifth district. Now it seems that the god of luck has not completely forgotten the young man, and said to himself: "How wonderful! ”

The undercover agent opened the door and Zhao Hui came out, "Get out of here." ”

Zhao Hui shook his head, then looked around, "Don't worry, there are still things to do." ”

The undercover agent looks honest, that is to confuse Zhang Mingwei, how can a person who can go undercover here for a long time be simple. He immediately understood what Zhao Hui wanted, turned his head to look at Zhang Mingwei's office and said, "Do you mean what you want?" ”

"Yes!"

"I'll get it, you wait here!" He was more familiar with the environment of this place than Zhao Hui.

Zhao Hui looked at Zhang Mingwei's office, "Where is it?" ”

The undercover agent nodded and whispered, "In his office, I have an access card to enter." ”

Zhao Hui went in once, and the big man brought it into the room. There are many surveillance screens on the wall, and I wonder if the whereabouts of the two of them have been filmed now. I can't care about that much, so let's get out of the basement first.

He asked again, "Is there a weapon?" ”

The undercover agent nodded, pointed to the workbench in the middle of the basement, and said, "This basement is for making weapons, you can look for it to see if there is a suitable one." ”

When Zhao Hui came, he had seen those people who looked like wood tinkering with parts and making inferior weapons. In fact, this dark basement hides the "largest" arsenal in the fifth district, Zhao Hui couldn't help but sigh: "I really didn't expect it!" ”

"What didn't you expect?"

Now is not the time to chat, Zhao Hui will leave questions and ask slowly after going out, so he shook his head and said, "It's nothing......"

He didn't look around for weapons, and stood by the iron cage and watched the undercover agent swipe his card into Zhang Mingwei's office. Through the glass, the masked man could be seen looking around.

Time passed minute by minute, and Zhao Hui began to be a little anxious, but don't rush at this time, lest everyone be in a hurry and have any trouble.

Fortunately, after twenty minutes, I finally took out a few things, and I could see Zhao Hui's mobile phone and hard drive from a distance, as well as the handcuffs that had been modified. He seemed to have something else around his waist that he couldn't see.

Holding two guns in his hands, he also took them out of Zhang Mingwei's office by the way.

He trotted all the way, looking back vigilantly from time to time, for fear that someone would release a cold gun from behind, and the so-called being a thief was exactly this kind of performance.

"Tantalum coins haven't been found, everything else is here!"

"Zhang Mingwei was really careless, he was thrown again and again, did he learn to be good this time?" Zhao Hui thought in his heart that he must have carried tantalum coins with him.

I'm glad that the leader told the secret of the mobile phone during the day, otherwise Zhang Mingwei would have really rewarded him, if that would have caused a lot of trouble.

The fifth district is not as high-tech as the second district, and even the camp of the Grand Commander does not have automatic alarm systems and biometrics and the like, and the outer thieves have guards to guard against them, but if the inner thieves want to steal something, it is quite simple.

The security here is nothing more than a few doors to enter the basement and access cards issued to these guards. It mainly relies on the most primitive manpower to ensure safety, and if there is a problem with people, it is equivalent to no security.

Zhang Mingwei is facing this embarrassment, before the doorman stole Wang Zhitanum coins, and now Zong Zewei's undercover agent easily got Zhao Hui's items. There is no greater theft than stealing a large living person. Once he succeeds, Zhang Mingwei will be half angry when he finds out early tomorrow morning.

Zhao Hui asked worriedly, "Didn't you find out?" ”

The undercover agent nodded, gasping for breath as he replied, "No!" ”

"Gone!" Zhao Hui actually didn't look for the weapon himself, so he took his things from the undercover agent and carefully put them back in his pocket.

The undercover agent warned him: "There will be people on duty at the entrance of the hall, and there will also be at the entrance of the courtyard." ”

Zhao Hui asked the undercover agent again, "Can you find a few clothes?" ”

"Clothes?" At this time, what kind of clothes are still being found, and the undercover agent is a little worried about whether this Mr. Zhao is thinking normally.

Zhao Hui explained: "It's the clothes you usually wear, in short, it's not like I am dressed like this." ”

Only then did the undercover agent understand what he was going to do, and anyone could recognize him in a bloody combat uniform. He knew where it was, and there were some old clothes left there in the cubicle not far away.