Chapter 213: The Formation of Doubts

That bungalow warehouse has become the liveliest place in Ninghua District.

It's ten o'clock in the morning.

The sun in the sky finally seemed a little more energetic, and it could make people feel a little hot when shining on their bodies, but it had nothing to do with those who hid in hidden, dark corners.

All the forces in Ninghua District seem to have sent people.

Almost every corner of the area around here where you can hide is filled.

There was even a situation where two people of completely different forces stayed in the same corner and were all safe.

This rare situation is, of course, because of the people in this bungalow warehouse.

What happened in He Chengxin's stronghold last night has been fully spread.

Someone is going to Ninghua District to do business has become the most sensational news, even more powerful than zombies, and everyone wants to benefit from it.

But until the situation is understood, no one will rush to do it.

Inquiry becomes the means of choice for all forces.

Since nine o'clock, there has been no calm here.

A team of about seventeen or eighteen people had no scruples, and even entered the warehouse with great fanfare, led by a big man as majestic as a hill.

The heavy, broad, long knife in his hand shuddered in the sunlight.

It's a fortifier.

With an inadvertent swing, he chopped a boulder in half.

This made all the people who were watching in the dark corners remember this again.

Then a young man with a languid expression, with a lazy smile, led more than twenty people into the bungalow warehouse to see the appearance of each of them with large bags and small bags.

Apparently the harvest is not small.

When the young man went in, no one else came in.

In the warehouse of the bungalow, there is a Wrangler with a roaring engine, which makes people feel arrogant and domineering.

Three minutes later, another pickup truck full of people pulled out.

All those who are watching see it clearly. On the old pickup stood a cool man with black super sunglasses, a black trench coat, and a submachine gun in one hand upward.

The wind blew his open black trench coat to the sound of hunting.

It's almost a shuttle to the sky.

However, no one would think that he was using a fake gun.

They were all given strict instructions before they came out.

These people have guns in their hands.

Real guns.

They just hid their figures more firmly, and of course they didn't forget to make a heavy note, and they didn't forget to add notes. It's also a fortifier.

Someone goes out, someone goes in.

Ten minutes later.

A woman who amazed everyone led seven or eight people in, and the slender, slender long knife was not an ornament at all.

She walked past the stone that had been chopped in half by a strong man.

Swing a knife in the sun.

The graceful light of the sword flashed, and the four halves of the stone turned into twelve.

This made the monitor, who was still a little distracted just now, immediately retract his neck, and took out the small book that had been recorded a lot and added a heavy stroke again.

It's just that some people suddenly noticed that the hand holding the pen was a little trembling.

Just seeing the strength in this short period of time already made them feel cold.

And now it's less than half an hour.

Since then, their books have become thicker and thicker, and even they themselves have not been able to figure out the strength of this place.

If you go out empty, you will return with a full load.

There is an endless stream of people. They feel that the strength here is too amazing.

Roughly estimated, there were thousands of people gathered here.

What's more, everyone here has a gun in their hands.

With this kind of strength, apart from the most terrifying force in Ninghua District, who can compete with it.

I'm afraid that even if three or four small forces are gathered, it will not be enough for this group of people to charge once, and of course, there are more than ten top strengths.

Strengthen people.

Some of the watchers even cursed in their hearts the leaders who sent them out.

If you say anything about average strength, go back and inform immediately. Directly end this warehouse, this is not to deliberately send them to death!

Right now. None of the watchers will go back and encourage their leader to do so.

This is to send yourself to death.

Such stupid behavior, they would never do.

If there is any other unsightly leader who asks them to do so.

They swear.

Leave this stupid leader at once, go as far as you can, and never come back.

The sun overhead is in its right.

It's noon.

The bungalow warehouse suddenly became quiet.

There are no people coming in or out.

The watchmen were nibbling on the dry food they had brought out, but they were still "watching" with dry mouths, and they were ordered to monitor for a day.

Now it's only half a day. No one dared to leave here.

With little effort, they all stopped swallowing the hard-to-swallow dry food.

Everyone showed envious and hateful eyes.

More than 30 people moved out seven or eight tables, either two or three people a table, or four or five people a table, and the tables were full of delicious and steaming delicacies.

There is a halo and a vegetarian. The chickens, ducks and fish are particularly glaring.

When did they enjoy it like this, the watchers looked at the half-eaten dry food in their hands, and suddenly felt that this was the difference between hell and heaven.

However, what is even more enviable and angry is still to come.

In addition to these, there is even wine.

Wine.

It's not the beer or the low-quality liquor that they can find, but the quantity is smaller, or they can only hand it in after finding it.

If you want to taste it, it's a little difficult.

But these people are not.

The watchers could see that these people were just subordinates, ordinary subordinates. But these people are enjoying a real wine that they simply can't drink at a time like this.

Not only drinking, but also "waste".

The wine was spilled all over the floor, and the aroma of the wine was overflowing.

The smell of the alcohol, which made them feel almost unbearable, gave the watchers an urge.

Rush over and snatch up all of these people's wine.

It's a pity, it's just a matter of thinking about it, no one dares to do it.

The strength is super strong, the number is large, and the equipment is even better, who dares to touch such a force easily.

It was in this ordeal that these people ended their hearty lunch.

Ten minutes later, as in the morning, they began to come and go one after another, but it was not very long, and it was mostly a car exchange.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon.

Four men with guns began to appear at the door of the bungalow warehouse.

Then a steady stream of gunfire began to ring out inside, and the groaning made the watchers beat their hearts again.

It will not be a fire merger, let alone civil strife.

Because it was quiet except for the sound of gunshots, there were no other noisy sounds.

This is the sound of practicing shooting.

That can only show that these people have too much ammunition to provide so many people for shooting training, so how much ammunition should be in reserve.

The watchers were a little weak.

They felt that there was no need for any further surveillance.

Monitor such a powerful force, and if you don't do it well, you will lose your head inexplicably.

As a result, quite a few people began to retreat one by one.

By four o'clock in the afternoon, almost all the leaders of the forces in Ninghua District had a detailed one-day surveillance report in front of them.

The same surveillance report surprised the leaders. (To be continued......)