Chapter 33: The Nightcrawler

Yun Anping silently looked at the Chevrolet and quietly walked away. He knew that the person in the car was not simple, but the other party should also be aware of his existence.

After a brawl. He and Hong Qiangdong also lost interest in continuing to drink. So, he accompanied Hong Qiangdong back to the hotel. I waited downstairs for another twenty minutes. After confirming that no one was following him, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number that he hadn't contacted for a long time.

On the other side, in the van that fled in the desert, the middle-aged man who had pulled the gun just now was hit through his right hand and palm by Yun Anping's bamboo chopsticks. The whole body trembled in pain. There were six or seven people in the van, all of them gray and dejected, and they didn't dare to say anything. But none of them noticed that there was an old Jetta that had been following them far behind the van.

The driver of the old Jetta was a middle-aged man in his forties, tall and thin. The gaze is very calm. The car also drove very steadily, maintaining 5 or 6 parking spaces. Far away followed the van in front of him unhurriedly.

On the passenger seat next to him was a young man in his thirties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. A guy who looks very energetic. I saw the young man take out his mobile phone and make a call.

"Lao Wang, I'm Xiao Cao. ”

"Well, well, what's going on now?"

"There were five people on the other side. rushed to the supper stall and wanted to tie Mr. Tao's friend back. The two sides started to fight, and Mr. Tao's child was good. Beat the five kidnappers to the ground and fled. Now Chen Liang and I are driving with them.

"Well, got it. Don't lose it. We have to find out where they come from?"

"Alright, I can't lose it. ”

Xiao Cao hung up the phone and smiled.

"Hehe, dare to touch Mr. Tao's friend. These people are truly dead. ”

"It's the IQ that's touching. ”

Chen Liang, who was driving, replied lightly.

Half an hour later, the van arrived at a thrift yard. The seven people in the car hurriedly got out of the car and walked outside an office in the freight yard.

The middle-aged man at the head endured the sharp pain in his hands. Walked into the office with a dejected face. The other six men got out of the car and waited outside the door.

After the middle-aged man walked into the office. I saw three people sitting on the sofa inside drinking tea. The person in charge of making tea is the tall Jia Hongtai. The man sitting on the sofa on the left. Dressed in a casual suit. The temples are gray, but the skin is well maintained, and you can't see the age. But it was the old demon that the police had been searching for for three months and found nothing!

At this moment, the old demon is pale. Half an hour ago. The middle-aged man had already reported to him that the kidnapping operation against Hong Qiangdong had failed.

"Old demon, your people are becoming more and more unreliable. It seems that I need to seriously think about our future partnership. ”

The middle-aged man sitting opposite the old demon spoke coldly. The man was in his forties. Wear a gray jacket. The face is slightly chubby, and he looks ordinary, but when his eyes sweep. It makes people feel a chill to the bone.

"A bamboo chopstick, can penetrate your hands and feet, the opponent's strength is extraordinary, this thing can't be blamed on you. ”

The old demon glanced at the middle-aged man's palm. Said lightly.

The middle-aged man wiped the cold sweat from his face with his left hand. Just breathed a sigh of relief. The old demon said coldly:

"Chop off your right hand yourself!"

Jia Hongtai next to him took out a sharp machete and threw it in front of the middle-aged man

The middle-aged man's face changed drastically. Trembling pleading.

"The boss... I... Please... Plentiful... of me. ”

"Do you know why you want to cut off one of your hands? It is estimated that Tao Qingyuan put the master by the side of Hong Qiangdong. Your skills are not as good as others, and it is not a crime of war. I don't blame you for this kind of thing. But you're being tracked here. Don't be wronged to cut off your hand!"

After the old demon finished speaking, he didn't care about the middle-aged man anymore. Instead, he turned his head and said respectfully.

"Mr. Ouyang Yao. This time it was my men who didn't do it well. I promise, there will never be a next time. ”

Ouyang Yao smiled.

"Hehe, what are you going to say next time. Let's deal with the matter in front of us first!Little Liu, go and help them. ”

A middle-aged man with a machete in his hand, ready to cut off his own hand. I was surprised to find that I don't know when there was an extra young man in a black jacket in the room. When he entered the room, he saw that there were only three people sitting on the sofa in the room. The young man in black seemed to suddenly appear in the air. And he found that even if it was so close, he couldn't seem to see the young man's face clearly. The man was standing there, but his face seemed to be still hidden in the shadows.

Then, the young man in black disappeared from his eyes again. All he heard was the sound of the door opening behind him.

"What's going on now?"

After parking the car in the shade of a tree, Chen lit a cigarette and asked softly.

"What else can be done, of course, it is to find someone to come and give them a nest. ”

Xiao Cao said in a relaxed tone.

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and opened WeChat. Prepare to send a message.

Right now.

"Bump!"

The windshield of the old Jetta made a crisp sound. There was an extra thumb-sized hole in the glass. Then the whole piece of glass showed cracks.

Xiao Cao looked back and saw Chen Liang's eyes wide open. A five-inch-long, finger-thick iron spike went through his throat and pinned him to the driver's seat.

Xiao Cao was stunned for less than half a second before reacting. A comrade-in-arms of many years suddenly died in front of his eyes. But he didn't panic. Without saying a word, he took out a pistol from his arms. Then he reached out and opened the car door, and got out of the car with a roll. After getting out of the car, he was half-kneeling on the ground with his pistol raised. Point forward. The whole action has been completed in less than two seconds. The reaction was not unpleasant.

Xiao Cao and Chen Liang are now the personal bodyguards of Tao Qingyuan, the president of Taian Group. Both of them are from the army's special forces. Xiao Cao's skills can be regarded as a top figure even in the special forces.

Xiao Cao half-squatted beside the car, his pistol raised. Keep your eyes on the front. But there is no one in front of him. Only a cool breeze blew the leaves on both sides of the path.

At this moment, Xiao Cao felt a hint of oozing coolness coming from his neck. Hurriedly turned around and looked.

I saw only a black figure. Like a wild cat. Silently crouched on the roof of the car.

Xiao Cao couldn't see the face of the black figure at all. I only saw a cold glow in the man's eyes.

Xiao Cao's hair is upside down. But years of combat experience gave him an instinctive physical reaction. Without even thinking about it, he fired two shots in an instant. But all he saw was a flower in front of him, and the black shadow had disappeared. Two shots missed, and then I felt a chill in my throat.

The next second. Warm blood was already spurting from Xiao Cao's throat. Xiao Cao's young and handsome face was completely deformed and distorted.

The black-clothed young man named Xiaoliu. silently put away the iron thorn in his hand. Turned his head to look at Xiao Cao, who was lying in a pool of blood. The next moment, it disappeared into the cold night.