The doorman guarding the door is no longer the stupid big guy he was when he came at noon today. Replaced by another man who was about fifty years old. This person Ji Hao also had some impressions, and they asked him for news in the afternoon.

The doorman saw Ji Hao and his party, and said in surprise, "Why are you back again?" He frowned, pondered for a moment, and then said, "The boss wants to find you, come with me." Ji Hao was shocked and pondered carefully for a moment. The only thing that could catch the attention of their boss was the fact that when they first came this morning, they were holding an ashtray and pretending to be Yang Yang's friend. Ji Hao didn't know what medicine was sold in their boss's gourd, so he nodded to everyone faintly, signaling them that the fat man's plan would be launched in advance.

When they reached the front of the area where the factory had been isolated, they were stopped by a group of young people. There are about a dozen young people in this group, and they may be the core personnel of this camp. Different from the laxity at the gate, after they asked Ji Hao and the others about their identities, they asked them to leave all the supplies here and go in empty-handed. Ji Hao turned to Zheng Yiren and said, "Uncle Zheng, you have been coughing lately, don't go in, stay here and take care of your luggage." Ji Hao bit the word "protection" very hard, obviously reminding Zheng Yiren not to let the young people find the two automatic rifles they had hidden in their luggage.

A little rascal in a sloppy dress came over. Reached out and touched Ji Hao's cheek, Ji Hao was cut by the tempered glass slag of the bus this afternoon, and now he has a band-aid. The little hooligan was surprised and said, "Yo, my brother is quite rich, and he still puts a band-aid?" ”

Ji Hao bent over, nodded, and said with a slanderous look: "No, no." You see, don't we have a little gift for the boss? With that, he lifted the red cross box in his hand, snapped it open, revealing a large amount of medical supplies inside, and immediately buckled the lid again.

The little rascal's eyes lit up, and he said happily: "Yo, it's quite eye-catching?" With that, he snatched the box in Ji Hao's hand, the box was violently shaken, and the contents of it crackled and shook. The little rascal didn't hold on to it and almost dropped the box to the ground. "That's a lot!"

After that, he walked in with Ji Hao, who was strictly inspected.

Walked through several factories and walked into the office building. The first floor, facing the entrance, was the residence of their boss.

When they entered the dwelling, there were still six people standing inside. All black suits and black sunglasses stood on either side, and their boss was lying in a very indecent posture on the large leather chair in the center of the room. Yan Ran looks like a boss of the underworld. The little hooligan was carrying the box, and as soon as he saw their boss, he immediately walked up and gave the boss the red cross box he had just captured from Ji Hao. The eldest of them studied the box that had been transformed by glasses for a long time, and still did not know how to open it. He looked at Ji Hao and his party. Ji Hao immediately walked forward with a more respectful voice, but was pulled back by the bodyguards on the side.

The boss waved his hand and motioned for the bodyguard to let go of Ji Hao, Ji Hao hurriedly walked up, took the box, and stammered: "This box is a bit special, and we also studied it for a long time to figure it out." Just press it down and push it forward......"

The boss frowned, and interrupted Ji Hao's words very impatiently: "If you are told to drive, you will drive, where is there so much!" ”

With a click, the box was opened, revealing a box full of medical supplies. The Boss looked at the box of things in surprise, took it excitedly, and stared at the alcohol, bandages, red potions, and various pills inside. Completely ignoring the fact that a compartment had fallen off at the bottom of the Red Cross box, and the murder weapon in the compartment was not visible. Until, a cold barrel of a gun pressed against his head. His eyes widened, his mouth wide open, and he looked at the pistol in Ji Hao's hand incredulously, and couldn't figure out how the rice buckets under his hand could let Ji Hao and them come in with guns.

The person in front of him, Ji Hao, had completely lost the cowardice on his face, firmly held the gun in his hand, and looked at him coldly.

Their boss asked, "Are you really Yang Yang's friends?" ”

"Pen pals. We exchanged letters. ”

He let out a deep "oh". He opened his mouth tighter, as if he still had some questions to ask. But Ji Hao didn't give him this opportunity. A "bang" of gunfire alarmed the quiet security zone.

Ji Haosao blew the muzzle of the gun and said coldly: "Borrow the corpse to return the soul!" A room full of men in black boiled instantly. But before they could make an effective resistance, at the door, Zheng Yiren straddled a long knife at his waist and carried two automatic rifles on his back, kicked away the guards who were beaten to the ground by him and snorted, and strode in.