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Now I hope that the old class will not show up rashly. He is good at making organs, but his martial arts are not outstanding, and if he falls into the hands of these three people, it can only be a dead end.

Kinsa's ambush was well planned, but he didn't take into account all the air conditioning outlets in the room.

In the textbooks of anti-terrorist operations, it is a very important passageway, even more prominent than the main entrance and balcony. From there, the attacker can throw smoke grenades, poison gas bombs, and incendiary bombs to force the terrorists to evacuate the room, and the defenders can also use wire-touch bombs and curved ruler ambushes to strafe and cause heavy losses to the police.

At the level of Kinsa, it seems that this should not be forgotten.

"Everyone should pay attention to the fact that the other party has entered the hotel lobby and will be reached by elevator within three minutes. The phone on Kinsa's body rang and then disconnected, presumably a special notification signal.

"Uh-huh, I understand that I'm ready for everything. "San's voice came from the living room, I couldn't see his face, and when I heard it, it was very subtle from what I usually said.

The three-man team, a gunner, a disguiser expert, and a tactical planner is the "triangular battle group" model most admired by military researchers, and can best wield everyone's combat effectiveness. From this point of view, they may all have the experience of serving in the military, and maintain the militarized operational capability that has been honed over a long period of time.

Kinsa dropped his backpack and took off the hotel staff's overalls, revealing his white shirt, black tie and suit pants. He rubbed his shoes on the sheets, raised his hand to straighten his head, and strode out of the bedroom. The door closed silently, but I could see the living room from the LCD screen.

Kraft maintains a shooting stance at all times, and it seems that he will continue to shoot until the attack is moving. He was the main force in the ambush war, and perhaps the success or failure of the first bullet was directly related to the outcome of the plan of action. In this case, he has no time to take care of me, and besides, I am already enchanted by "Tiger Smoke" and have no ability to move.

As soon as the doorbell rang, Kinsa immediately walked over and opened the door. It took him only half a minute to go from an anxious and sinister terrorist to a smiling and well-mannered businessman.

"Brother Chen, Brother Chen, Zhuge Military Master has come to see you!" Long Jiao, Long Rao's voice sounded first, and then he rushed past Jinsa's side and rushed towards Sang in the living room.

Sang was very calm, smiled and got up, holding the hands of the two girls left and right, his movements were neither humble nor arrogant, mature and steady.

"Brother Chen has admired him for a long time. A middle-aged man walked in slowly, dressed in a sophisticated white suit, with a white trench coat of the same texture in the crook of his arm. He stretched out his hand to San, with a kind and humble smile on his face, but there was a half-hidden majesty between his eyebrows.

Sang leaned forward slightly and shook hands with the other party, which is also very familiar to me, because this is how I saluted the other party when I met my respected elders.

Behind the middle-aged man stood three delicate-looking young men side by side, all of whom kept their right hands in their trouser pockets.

"Mr. Zhuge may be seated. Sang took two steps back and appropriately invited the other party to sit down on Changsha.

The two sisters took the middle-aged man's trench coat, and he sat down with a gentle smile, and the cross drawn by Kinsa was aimed at the center of his chest. With the power of the Desert Eagle bullet, there is no need to deliberately pursue the goal of shooting the opponent's heart, as long as it is within the effective firing point of the upper body, it will seriously damage the heart to ensure its strong lethality.

The middle-aged man is one of the two big names in Longtang's powerful American underworld, and the "iron-blooded military division" Zhuge Changqing. His legendary career in Jianghu was once written by the famous Chinese writer Sima Yanling in Chinatown, and the long biography "Angry Knife Bush Looking for Small Poems" was sold all over the world and became an inspirational book for the younger generations of the underworld.

"Brother Chen, Boss Long entrusted me to thank you, when Wei Yueyan and the two sisters of the Long family were chased and killed by Lightning Ji, it was you who stopped the fight in time. With the martial arts of a few of them, they shouldn't provoke the instructor at all, what do you see?" Zhuge Changqing's smile was on his lips all the time, and it was from his heart, making the people who talked to him like a spring breeze.

It's me who stands in the way of Inazuma, and San-san is just another person who disguises himself as me.

"Mr. Zhuge that's what I should do. In fact, in my previous experience in North America, you should know that the instructors are my teachers, and Lightning Ji is my colleague, and they will always give me a little face. Sang calmly and modestly responded to Zhuge Changqing's words, and I finally realized that his disguise technique could not disguise something, that is, the part of the Adam's apple that inevitably made a movement when he spoke.

His Adam's apple was small and smooth, almost covered by the shirt collar, while mine should have been more than twice his size and was outside the shirt collar.

"But this time Uncle Yan is dead, how can Brother Chen explain?" The two sisters rushed to talk, even in front of Zhuge Changqing, they did not change their true colors.

The latter didn't think it was angry, but smiled and helped: "Yes, Brother Chen, does you have a better explanation for this?"

Wei Yueyan's death made headlines in all Cairo newspapers, and the editors used the most shocking headline of the article - "Chinese Gangs Fight Killers Become Human Skins". This argument reached the ears of Long Puyu and Zhuge Changqing, and it was taken for granted that it was the hand of the underworld characters. Even the elusive dragon elephant girl is nothing more than a strange killer of a certain faction in their eyes.

"I can't explain it, your death is very bizarre, the police don't have any reasonable reports, I really have nothing to comment. Sang shook his head slowly.

The two sisters laughed at the same time: "Ha, we said that Uncle Yan was in that wall, but the Cairo police didn't listen at all and blew us out." By the way, Miss Xiwei was there at the time, and Brother Chen asked her to come out and help us testify, okay?"

At the mention of Sylvie, I had a hunch that Sang would be exposed, because I had been in contact with Sylvie the longest since I arrived in Egypt, and the delicate relationship between the two was beyond the reach of ordinary stalkers.

Sang Shen was silent, and Zhuge Changqing scolded pityingly: "Long Jiao, don't talk nonsense!"

Long Jiao pointed to the side of the bedroom and argued: "No, Miss Xiwei was really there at that time, and I didn't believe that I asked her to come out and confront her face to face, I guess she must be inside." ”

Long Rao ignored Zhuge Changqing's scolding, her arms fluttered, and she rushed to the bedroom like a dexterous swallow through the curtain. The door was unlocked, and if she forced her way in, she feared that she would die from Kraft's first bullet.

Jinsa's movements flashed like green smoke, and instantly crossed the bedroom door, blocking Long Rao's way.

The atmosphere in the living room was tense all of a sudden, and the three young people standing behind Changsha did not make any moves, but their eyes were clearly aimed at Jinsa, just waiting for Zhuge Changqing to give an order.

"Little girl, please stay, Mr. Chen has something to say. Kinsa smiled politely, his back blocked the surveillance camera, and the situation in the living room was immediately covered.

Sang coughed lightly and shrugged his shoulders: "Mr. Zhuge Wei Yueyan is dead, and I am also very sad." However, at present, the police have been deeply involved in this matter, and clearly warned the underworld figures not to make a fuss about this matter. If you must force me to explain, don't you mean to make it difficult for me?"

If I changed it, I probably only had this explanation, because Wei Yueyan's death was originally an accident. If Longtang's intention is to use this to make it difficult for me, I'm afraid that the text is a bit wrong, and if you really want to find the murderer, you should also put pressure on the Cairo police.

Measuring the strength of the scene, although Zhuge Changqing's side has a large number of people, it is clear that it has fallen into the trap under Jin Sabu, and once the war starts, there is no advantage at all. Modern Jianghu fighting, martial arts and strength are only a small part of the decisive victory, and it is not such a shocking example that a lone person waves his hand to kill a strong enemy.

At least Long Rao's move to the bedroom is equivalent to hitting the muzzle of a gun to kill herself.

Zhuge Changqing waved his hand: "Long Rao, don't be impulsive, talk about everything slowly, let's listen to Mr. Chen Ying's opinion." ”

Long Rao slowly retreated, and Jinsa also smiled and left the bedroom door.

"Brother Chen, let's put Wei Yueyan's matter aside first, let's talk about the other things that have been communicated on the phone, okay?" Zhuge Changqing's smiling face was the best shield to resolve Fang Cai's embarrassment invisibly.

I finally understood why I didn't get a call from Ryutang to make an appointment, it turned out that the people in the "underworld" had already stopped my phone call, and asked San to pretend to be my voice and ask them to come and talk.

Sang nodded: "Okay, you said on the phone that the 'Chakar Peak' bio-level avalanche has caused dozens of universal ice caves to be exposed to the sun, what does this mean?"

Zhuge Changqing smiled: "It shows that the owner of the 'Immortal Warrior Feast' is only afraid that he will reappear in the rivers and lakes - he lives in an ice cave in an extremely cold place and relies on collecting ice spirit aura to sustain his life." But now I have a clearer tip, and he has not only appeared, but in Cairo. ”

"Oh?" San smiled coldly, not showing a more shocked expression.

It is very easy for me to associate this incident with the "fire of Prometheus", I don't know where Zhuge Changqing's news came from, and what is the accuracy? With such a complicated situation in Cairo, such a big man suddenly joins in, it is tantamount to pouring a scoop of cold water into a huge pot of oil emitting green smoke, and the earth-shattering explosion is inevitable.

"What do you think about this matter, Brother Chen?" Zhuge Changqing was a little surprised by Sang's reaction.

"You know I've quit the world, so the big things that a lot of people focus on are no longer attractive to me. Mr. Zhuge you said you were going to show me some of the appalling photos, where are the photos, can you give them to me now?" Sang skillfully steered the topic in the direction he needed.

"Hahahaha......" Zhuge Changqing laughed, and suddenly stretched out his right hand to catch a mercury bead that fell in mid-air, and twisted it on his fingertips. With his experience in the rivers and lakes, it is impossible that he has not even heard of the "Mercury Injection Nine Springs Tracking Dafa", so when his thick black eyebrows kept moving, I guessed that Sang would expose a bigger horse's feet.

"Good picture—" He gestured to the young man behind him. One of them took out a thick envelope from the briefcase he was holding under his armpit and respectfully handed it to him.

"Before I could look at the photos, I had to explain to Brother Chen how they came about. He smiled again, his eyes full of unfathomable wisdom.

Perhaps now is the perfect time for Kraft to make a move, but Kinsa hasn't signaled action yet.

Lookers-on see most of the game. I can see that Zhuge Changqing has become suspicious of Sang and Jinsa, but he is just dealing with it in a vain and wrongful manner. To be able to sit in the high position of the Longtang Military Division, he is not just promoted by Long Puyu, but by his own strong strength.

Although Sang's disguise technique is powerful, when it comes to his understanding of the secrets of the rivers and lakes, he is too far behind, so he can only follow the topic of Zhuge Changqing and say: "Please speak." "The distance between him and Zhuge Changqing is only three feet, and every eye contact may reveal his true identity.

"I have a little lover who lives in San Francisco's Chinatown, and there is a small Chinese antique shop that often sells some cheap and amazing goodies, so it has attracted a lot of attention. Brother Chen's Sikong Xingxing has stolen everything that flows out of his hands, which belongs to a business, of course, he can sell it at a low price, but his little lover is not low-key enough, and his small shop is named 'Thief Rose', which has always been known as 'regular customers can book any antique around the world'. Isn't this the equivalent of throwing a powder keg on the crater of a volcano that is about to erupt and bake?The water in Chinatown is deep, and there are countless people who are more widely than the star-picking road, and it's so easy to count them——"

Zhuge Changqing laid the envelope flat on the coffee table, but pressed it with his left palm and quietly told Sang the story.

Sikong Xingxing is a child who doesn't grow up, and with his single-handed stealing kung fu, he doesn't take his fellow people in the eyes at all, and there is no word "low-key behavior" in the dictionary of life. He told the story of the little lover in Chinatown, but in fact, the other party was just a third-rate little dancer in an inferior nightclub, and he didn't know how many black and white men he had slept with, but he held it in the palm of his hand as a priceless treasure.

Two years ago, Sikong picked up stars, once admired the "Rose of England" Diana for the little dancer, and when she was drunk, she went to the British Isles to steal a box of jewelry used by the princess before her death and gave it to the other party.

The famous Xiangshi Lei Horror on Hong Kong Island has long said that the little dancing girl is the nemesis of Sikong Xingxing III, and she has come to ask for her life in this life. One drink, one peck, three lives, early determination, picking stars, sooner or later, will die in this dangerous game.

Sang nodded slightly: "Well, what about later?"

The deeper the smile on Zhuge Changqing's face: "Six months ago, the thief rose shop sold a set of Sui and Tang mutton fat jade bottles, which was purchased by an underworld friend of mine. There were nine bottles in total, and they were put together in turn, from smallest to largest, like a matryoshka doll. In the smallest bottle, my friend showed a microfilm sealed with paraffin, and the photos were taken from that film. Brother Chen, are you interested in guessing what's going on?"

Sang's brows gradually furrowed, he was not familiar with Sikong Xing's nature, of course he couldn't figure it out, but I knew that Sikong Xingxing regarded stealing as a kind of enjoyment, as long as the process didn't care whether the stolen things were valuable or worthless. After he stole the jade bottle, he probably gave it to the little dancing girl without even looking at it. So where the film came from and when it was hidden in the bottle had nothing to do with him.

"I can't guess that Mr. Zhuge shouldn't be tricky, okay?" Sang sneered.

Now Jinsa's position is closest to the door, and once it is difficult, he has the best chance to seal the door and kill the young man who followed Zhuge Changqing to come in. I'm just for the two sisters, Long Jiao and Long Rao, but it's a pity that the two girls in the mood for love shouldn't have strayed into the underworld.

The rivers and lakes are a paradise for the killer, but they are a nightmare for the killed. Quite a few times, these two identities can be changed in an instant, life and death, killing and being killed are only in the blink of an eye.

Zhuge Changqing flicked his tail finger and slid the envelope in front of Sang.

"Brother Chen, please see the photo here—" His expression did not change, but his ears suddenly fluttered three times in succession. I believe it must be some kind of code.

Sang pulled out the photo and gasped abruptly. This time, he didn't pretend on purpose, but was really taken aback: "Is it really the 'Sea of Gold'?"

With a bang, he spread the photo on the coffee table at once, his fingers trembled, and the muscles on his face couldn't help but spasm. The details of the photo could not be seen on the LCD screen, Kraft picked up the LCD screen on the bed and pressed it twice quickly, and immediately an image completely different from the screen on the door appeared, and the angle of the surveillance camera was above the refrigerator.

I looked over Kraft's broad shoulders and saw an eerie golden photograph of the photographer taking pictures of a large pile of gold. The top photo shows a giant golden crocodile, with its wide mouth exaggerated to the limit, as if it was choosing someone to eat.

Kraft glanced back at me and grinned in horror.

The target they set up in advance was these photos, and since the target appeared, the time to start the action was approaching.

"That's all, is there anything else?" Sang straightened up, and his voice trembled. When a person is extremely excited, he will inevitably lose his patience for disguise, and these words have revealed his original voice.

The coffee table was directly below the chandelier, and suddenly another bead of mercury fell down and landed on the photo. The yellow and white contrast is very eye-catching. This time, even the young man behind Zhuge Changqing noticed that there was an obvious look of surprise on his face.

"Hehe, where is the old class?" Zhuge Changqing quietly changed the subject.

"What? What are you talking about?" Sang, who probably hadn't heard of the old class's name.

"Nothing, I just thought of something else. The photos are all here, Brother Chen, do you think these pictures are very strange? No one in the world has ever been to the 'Sea of Gold', but these photos are all golden sculptures that we have never seen before, where did the photographer take them? If these are just props and sets, how can they be so realistic?"

Zhuge Changqing picked up a photo and showed it to Sang: "Look at this strange animal shape with a cow's head, donkey ears, snake body, chicken feet, and rat tail, even the most senior zoologists can't name it." ”

I couldn't see the picture clearly, but I only listened to his explanation, and I already understood that it was a stranger thing than the "four dislikes".

"I also have some information and these cross-comparisons brought by Mr. Zhuge should be able to find the answer to the question, but-ahem......" Jinsa interjected and coughed lightly.

It was a hands-on code, but Kraft was attracted by the golden picture on the LCD screen, and only then did he raise his hand to hold the gun, and he had lost the best time to shoot.

"Bang", the first bullet accurately pierced the bedroom door, and the trajectory and direction were completely correct, but Zhuge Changqing moved back half a foot at the most critical moment, and the bullet pierced through the Changsha where he was sitting and roared and embedded in the west wall.

Sang's movements were really fast enough, his body swooped forward, his sleeves shook, and two tiger claw knives flashed out, and he crossed and buckled towards Zhuge Changqing's knees. His intentions were very vicious, not only to control the opponent so that the gunner Kraft had a good chance to shoot a second shot, but also to destroy the opponent's right leg and defeat the enemy with one move.

He pursues the ultimate in lethality too much, so he also exposes his huge flaws, after all, he is facing Zhuge Changqing.

Suddenly, Sang flew upside down, opened his mouth in mid-air, and spurted out a large mouthful of blood. Instead of slashing Zhuge Changqing's knee, his tiger claw knife was kicked in the chest by the opponent's "regressive heart-warming foot", fell out of seven steps, and fell to the ground, and then vomited blood again, and the tiger claw knife was also thrown far aside.

This was the first meeting between the "Hades" organization and the Dragon Hall, but it was also the only time, because of the next very strange thing, the three young people gathered around Jinsa, the two sisters of the Long family rushed to the bedroom door, Zhuge Changqing bounced up, and Kraft raised his gun and strode forward - the movements of the eight people were produced together, but in an instant, everyone's body shook and then fell to the ground softly.

"Little Tiger...... How do you get back...... Why did the poison of 'Thousand Miles of Rainbow Qiluo' put us down?" Long Jiao leaned against the bedroom door and whispered angrily.

The three young men didn't have time to answer her words, and one of them turned gloomily towards Zhuge Changqing: "The other party is a person from the 'underworld', this kind of extremely hidden 'tiger smoke' is colorless and tasteless, and it is difficult to guard against. But I feel that there is another kind of poisonous gas mixed with it, which seems to be the long-lost 'Ten Thousand Years Lotus' on the rivers and lakes?"

"Qianli Bang Qiluo" is the Ming of Longtang, and "Wannian Youlian" is the unique miyao of the old class's little wife "Lotus Little Lady", and the above two are mixed with "Tiger Smoke", but I am afraid that no matter how strong the masters of the rivers and lakes are, they will not be able to escape the doom of being paralyzed and unable to move.

"Is it the old class who is secretly making a move?" I raised my eyelids and looked at the air conditioning vents. That's the only thing that Kinsa overlooks, and it's this negligence that makes everyone fall for it by surprise.