White is a native of Los Angeles and has the best relationship with Liang Tianyu, but he has been repeatedly stolen by Garcia, and he is very unhappy. This time, he took the lead and preemptively said, "In Lake Ontario, Canada, Garcia and I hid in a bush in advance, and when we saw Fang Zhixin coming, we stopped him, and then suddenly made a move, hitting him all over the ground......"

Liang Tianyu's mobile phone rang, and White had to stop.

"Tianyu? Is it convenient to speak? ”

"It's convenient, it's all your own people."

"Zheng Qingyu was chased and killed, should we make a move?"

Liang Tianyu raised his sword eyebrows and said, "Yang Xiaoxue is here, I'll call you back later." ”

Hearing that Zheng Qingyu was being chased and killed, Yang Xiaoxue smiled and said, "It's just the right time!" This time, it was my turn to appear with Qianqian. ”

A day ago, Zheng Qingyu did an earth-shattering event in the Oriental Teahouse, and his heart was very happy. Zheng Qingyu didn't stop doing it, and forcibly collected 24 million US dollars from Mike, which not only regained face, but also recaptured the inside, no matter how you calculate, you will not lose money. Zheng Qingyu is scheming and never fights unprepared and uncertain battles, and this time is no exception. After succeeding, he asked his men to lock Mike and his four bodyguards in the Oriental Teahouse, where they could eat and drink, and he returned to the station and began to dispose of the accounts and various business dealings. He wants to evacuate Los Angeles immediately, out of this dangerous place. He planned to complete the complicated work in two days, but after two days, he still had no idea. The subordinate called several times to report the condition of Mike and the bodyguards. After some thought, Zheng Qingyu decided to stabilize Mike first, and the evacuation was slowly planned, so he asked Mike to listen to the phone.

"It's been a long time since Detective Mike, how have you eaten and slept these days? Are you okay? I really want to see your dignity in person! At this moment, the contemptible person has boarded the flight to Beijing, and there is nothing between us anymore, you and your bodyguards are free. Detective Mike, we have a saying in China, called 'it is better to settle the dispute than to settle the knot', although you cheated first, but after all, you paid an extra 10 million in compensation, so we evened it out, and in the future, we will go our separate ways. If you want to see me in the future, go to China, Beijing and Shanghai, and I will entertain you with Chinese wine, Chinese tea, and Chinese food! ”

Mike suppressed his anger and replied, "Thank you Zheng!" Good luck! ”

Zheng Qingyu put down the phone with a sly smile on his face. He has been a soldier and fought in the north and south in the shopping mall, so he naturally understands the truth that soldiers are not tired of cheating. But he still underestimated Mike and made a fatal mistake.

As the night darkens, several vicious masked men arrive at the room where Mike is being held.

"Let's go, the boss has spoken, let the brothers give you a ride."

"What about my subordinates?" Mike asked.

"Rest assured, they're already in the car."

A thick, dirty cloth bag was draped over Mike's head, and it was pitch black. Two masked men set up Mike and got into a modified car. Mike's four bodyguards got into the car early, all of them tied hand and foot, with the same hood on their heads. The car started moving, and after about thirty minutes, the masked man pushed Mike and the bodyguard down one by one.

Mike, who was blackmailed with $24 million and had one of his ears cut off, was in a nightmare. This was the greatest humiliation of Mike's life. Mike is a person who will be revenged, and he has a strong family power as a backing, how can he swallow this evil breath? When Mike left the bloody Oriental Teahouse, when Mike was convinced that he had escaped this catastrophe from the sky, the anger in his heart could no longer be controlled.

"Damn Zheng Qingyu! Damn Chinese pigs! I must catch you, and I will catch you when I run to the ends of the earth! I'm going to cut off your ears first! Cut off your nose again! I want to cut a thousand knives and ten thousand knives on you, and let you die a little bit in a thousand cuts! ”

The four bodyguards who followed Mike to the Oriental Teahouse also gritted their teeth with hatred. But they knew that the hateful Chinese had fled, and their deep hatred could not be avenged in any way. Among them, the foreman's bodyguard is called Langpu, who is a big man of 1.90 meters, with a violent temperament and fierce and fierce; His specialty is fists and feet, his shots are sharp, and his moves are all slaughter. The other three bodyguards are not idle, all of them have been mercenaries, all of them have been on the battlefield, and they have practiced their real skills in the rain of bullets, and they are not afraid of any opponent.

"Boss, just told him to run away?" Rumpu asked in a huff.

"He can't run!" Mike's eyes glistened with rage, his lips trembled, and his voice was like a hard block of ice.

Rump was puzzled, thinking that Mike was confused, "However, his plane had already taken off." ”

"He lied!"

Rump and the other bodyguards don't know that their boss is not only a gun player, but also a computer master. Just when Zheng Qingyu ordered Mike to use his laptop to transfer money, Mike installed a positioning system in it in an unbelievable way. As a matter of professional habit, Mike always carries two mobile phones, one of which is not exposed, and is dedicated to listening and tracking location.

"He lied? He didn't board the plane? Rump asked in a muffled voice.

Mike snorted coldly, "He didn't go to the airport at all!" He wants to fight with me, he wants to use the golden cicada's plan to get out of his shell, and he dreams! ”

As he spoke, Mike took out his tracking and positioning phone, pressed a set of numbers on it, and immediately gave an order to Rumple: "Go back to the headquarters first, summon more people, and stock up on guns and ammunition!" ”

"And then?"

"Stand by and follow my orders!"

"Understood!"

Putting down the phone, Zheng Qingyu let out a long sigh of relief. He doesn't have to deal with the aftermath in a hurry now. He pushed open the door, and a cold wind hit him, and he couldn't help but shiver. The driver and bodyguard Zhang Wuxian followed out and said, "Boss, it's late at night, it's time to rest." ”

Zheng Qingyu stretched his waist and said, "Drive, go back to Mansion 7." ”

"Okay boss."

Mansion 7 is located in a wooded col on the west coast and is very secluded. The mansion is surrounded by a wall with a high-voltage power grid on top of it.

At 11:50, Zheng Qingyu's car came to Mansion 7. Zhang Wuxian honked the horn, and the two big men in charge of the guards immediately walked out of the side door.

"Black Tiger, open the door, the boss is back." Zhang Wuxian said.

"Okay." The black tiger waved his hand, and the iron gate slowly opened.

The car drove into the courtyard, Zhang Wuxian got out of the car first, ran to the right to open the back door, bowed down and said, "Boss, please." ”

As soon as Zheng Qingyu got out of the car, a petite figure ran over like a gust of wind and hugged him wholeheartedly.

"Qingyu, why did you come back? I'm in a hurry! ”

Zheng Qingyu Zou Zou Mei said, "It's so late, what are you doing running out?" ”

Her name is Cui Sanmei, she is twenty-five years old, and she is the hostess of Mansion No. 7.

Cui Sanmei said coquettishly, "Of course I'm waiting for you!" I've been missing for a few days, and I'm going to post a missing person notice! ”

Zheng Qingyu was about to get rid of Cui Sanmei's entanglement, when he suddenly found a car coming outside, his heart was cold, and he turned to Zhang Wuxian and said, "Greet the brothers, prepare to fight!" ”

"Yes! Boss! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a dull gunfire rang out outside the mansion, and Black Tiger and another security guard fell in response.

Zhang Wuxian exclaimed, and then opened his arms to protect Zheng Qingyu and Cui Sanmei and retreat into the inner room.

"Boss! Take shelter in the basement first, and I'll meet those bastard bastards!" As he spoke, Zhang Wuxian pulled out the Browning pistol on his waist.

"Wait!" Zheng Qingyu grabbed Zhang Wuxian and said, "Be careful!" If I'm not mistaken, these killers must have been sent by Mike, and maybe Mike was among them. Immediately mobilize manpower, copy the guy, come in and kill him as many as he wants, and not a single one will be left alive! ”

"Understood!"