The tarantula lit a cigarette as she walked out of the hotel.

Every time he came out of here, he would light a cigarette like this.

20 A pack of Liqun is not good for a person of his status.

I took a puff, and the smell of cigarettes filled my mouth, but it only stayed in my mouth. He doesn't smoke, he just masks the smell of cigarettes on his body.

This is a very careful man, because he knows that the slightest loophole will end his life.

He made a lot of money, and before he had time to spend it, he didn't want to die at all.

So, he quickly noticed that there was a person sitting in the back seat.

The young face and mediocre appearance seem to be unrecognizable when thrown into the crowd. But experience has taught tarantulas that such people are the most dangerous.

"Need I introduce myself?" said the young man in the back seat.

"The less I know, the more chances I have of living. So you tell me what you want. The tarantula looked at this person from the rearview mirror, dressed in a cheap suit and a somewhat wrinkled shirt, dispelling the conjecture that Qin Tianzhu had sent black to eat black.

The two of them sat in the car one after the other, and the initiative was completely in the hands of the young man in the back seat. Even if he didn't do anything now, just put his hands in the pockets on his chest.

The tarantula was cautious, very careful, and under the seat there was a small drawer of his own modification, in which was placed a Type 54 pistol, which was his trophy, scavenged from the corpse of an undercover policeman, and had been loaded.

But he wasn't sure, he didn't know how fast the young man behind him was shooting. But since he dared to put his hand in his clothes instead of taking out a gun and pointing it at himself, it showed that he was confident enough.

The tarantula didn't know how long the young man had been in the car, maybe the other party had already searched it, and he didn't care about his preparation.

Tarantulas will never do anything they are not sure of.

"This is Qin Tianzhu's place, you go in with a backpack and come out with a suitcase, you and I both know what happened inside. ”

The tarantula didn't speak, but he was resentful in his heart, Qin Tianzhu promised that he could cover the sky with one hand in Danchuan, so the tarantula dared to leave with the suitcase without any scruples. In the past, he would at least have done some disguise.

The young man continued: "I'm just a ......"

"Stop!" the tarantula interrupted him with a sudden wave of his hand, and the young man reacted instinctively, unexpectedly turning to the right side.

The tarantula pondered for a moment, and suddenly understood that the other party did not intend to draw the gun at all, as long as he made any abnormal move, he would shoot himself from his clothes.

Thinking of this, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. This young man may seem ordinary, but he is also an outlaw. No wonder he wore a cheap suit......

If you shoot from that position, you can just hit yourself in the head, but the opponent's chest position will also be injured by the shock.

The tarantula thought a lot, and every bit scared him.

"What do you want?" asked the tarantula. Money can be earned again, but life must not be lost.

"The box. The young man said.

The tarantula decisively threw the box over, and he saw in the rearview mirror that the young man behind him had been staring at him, and his attention had never shifted to the box.

"Thank you. The young man said, and then in a strange position, he got out of the car with the suitcase.

Seeing him leave, the tarantula let out a long breath.

But he felt glad and took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his face.

This season, sweat sticks to the body and it is cold.

After the young man got the suitcase, he walked into the hotel again, and the tarantula sneered: "Qin Tianzhu, if you don't pay attention to morality for this money, I'm afraid that you won't be able to sit for the soil emperor of Danchuan." ”

After saying that, the throttle roared and left straight away.

The young man carried the suitcase to the pre-booked room and collapsed directly on the bed. At this time, he dared to relax a little, gasping for breath, and his heart was pounding wildly.

Under the suit, the weapon that has lost its grip falls out. This is a silver pistol, because silver is cheap and does not require much paint cost, so toy guns like to use this color.

The sound of heartbeat and breathing slowly weakened, the sound of the TV gradually became clear, and it was reported in the news that in just two days, there were two murders in Danchuan, and the deceased were all students of Danchuan Middle School.

One murder suspect was attacked and killed at a police station, while another suspect was on the run.

Hearing the report on TV, the young man sat up again, went to the bathroom to wash off the smell of cigarettes and sweat stains on his body, changed into a stolen hotel waiter's clothes, picked up the suitcase and turned around and went out.

The hotel has a total of thirteen floors, the first twelve floors have restaurants, dance halls and chess and card rooms, only the thirteenth floor is not open to the public, and the whole floor is Qin Tianzhu's private palace.

The young man disguised himself as a waiter and came to the thirteenth floor, and two bodyguards in black suits reached out to stop him. looked proud and didn't say a word.

The young man lowered his head, his voice trembled a little, and such a look of awe made the man in black very satisfied.

"This is what the gentleman who went out just now asked me to hand it over to Mr. Qin. ”

The man in black glanced at the suitcase, it was very familiar, and he immediately recognized that it was the one that the tarantula had taken. He said, "Just leave it to me." ”

The young man was a little frightened, took a step back, and said, "That gentleman instructed me to hand it over to Mr. Qin personally, if there is a little mistake in this matter, Mr. Qin and Mr. Nawei will not let me go...... He said that if he couldn't give it to Mr. Qin, he would bring it back......"

The man in black looked at him and asked suspiciously, "Which department are you?"

The young man did not answer, but said, "That gentleman said...... He's been targeted......"

These words shocked the man in black, and he had to pay attention to it, there have been frequent murders in Danchuan in the past few days, maybe someone really wants to take action against Qin Tianzhu. He hurriedly retreated and said, "Mr. Qin hasn't left the living room yet." ”

The young man ran inside with his head bowed and the box in his arms, and the man in black grabbed him back.

"On the right!" he said.

The young man thanked him and came to the meeting room.

It's close.

The opportunity is here.

The blade in his sleeve cut through the strip of cloth in the friction of the movement, and also cut his wrist.

But who cares.

He only knew that he had nothing to love in his life, and the only thing he needed was a bloody revenge.

And then he took a curtain call in this revenge.

With three taps, the door to the parlor opened, revealing only two people inside.

They all wore expensive and neat suits, like well-cultivated British aristocrats.

But the young man recognized at a glance that the person sitting on the main seat and gently shaking it with a glass of red wine was his target, Qin Tianzhu.

The man slowly looked up and smiled at the young man who came in.

"You're here. ”

"Tom!" the suitcase in his arms fell, and the young man looked at him incredulously.

How did he know he was coming.

The demon with a smile on his face took a sip of wine with satisfaction.

"Your name is Nan Guo, right, I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”