"How many people are there in that Liaoning Branch?"

"There are more than 20 people, most of them rely on their strength to bully men and women, and they don't have any real kung fu. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

“...... So how did they get to where they are now?"

"Alas...... It is not surprising that it has been peaceful for a long time, and the lack of kung fu will naturally come to the fore, the northeast is not better than the south, the hands of the famous factions can't reach out, and the ninth-rate dragons and snakes are not mixed here, so this place is very calm. ”

"Soon it will be uneasy. ”

At 18:32, somewhere in Ganjingzi District, Dalian City.

The young man's feet were on the soft yellow earth, the doors closed behind him, and the bus started, dragging the smoke away.

The young man looked around, it was really remote, all he could see was low houses and farmland, and the scenery was very monotonous. He took out the address given by the old man, opened it, and then pointed to the direction and strode forward.

The road became more and more deviant, and gradually, there were no lower houses and farmland around, only patches of weeds.

A huge unfinished building comes into view, about six or seven stories high, a skeleton of rugged reinforced concrete, surrounded by fences, the original blue has peeled off a little, revealing the steel plates inside, and you can vaguely see the words "Fengcheng Construction" printed on the fence. Under the gloomy sky, there was no light in the whole building, and it was dark and looked very gloomy.

This is it.

After about ten minutes, the young man touched the fence of the construction site.

He took the canvas bag off his shoulder and placed it on the ground, unzipped it, and the inside of the bag was spread out completely with buckles and compartments, a long black sword pinned to it, and the compartment contained various objects. He took the sword down, and then wrapped the spread bag around his waist, the head and tail of the bag seemed to have hidden buttons, and with a click they were connected together, and the bag became a thick belt.

The young man put his sword into his belt, pulled his scarf to the bridge of his nose to cover his mouth and nose, took out a pair of black leather gloves from his back trouser pocket and put them on, and then lifted the trouser leg of his right leg, and saw a dagger tied to his calf, he pulled the dagger out of its sheath, and lay down in the grass to wait for the opportunity.

The first step is to ask for directions.

The security room at the door was lit up, and two big men stood in the iron fence gate, chatting.

"The two new dart masters dragged it like 2580,000, but I didn't expect to be able to catch even a child. One of the bare-headed men said.

Another big man with a scar on his face heard this, and spat on the ground fiercely: "How high do I think they are, what kind of thing!

"Brother Tiger is so angry, he can't do it and boast about Haikou, isn't this death!" The bald man shook his head and sighed, "Alas, now the dart game is not as good as before, anyone can come in, and you have to press the previous threshold——"

"Nonsense!" The scar-faced man interrupted him angrily, "If you want to come according to the previous threshold, we won't be the first to enter!"

"Yes, if you don't say the old saying, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi," the bald man continued to sigh, "In the past, although we darts were among the ninth ranks, we were decent and decent, and we were also on the top rank, but now it's good, even the deeds of human teeth* have been done, and we have completely degenerated to the lower nine streams!"

(As the old saying goes, human traffickers.) Yazi, also called Yazi, was the middleman of various businesses in ancient times. ）

The scar-faced man's face changed suddenly when he heard this, and he quickly covered his mouth, looked around, and saw that there was no one around, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and scolded in a low voice: "Shut up! What the hell are you talking about? What if people hear it reach Brother Tiger's ears? Do you want to die!" he raised his hand and pointed to a bulging dirt bag in the weeds not far away, "Have you forgotten how Du Lao Liu died? I don't want to dig a hole next to him for you!"

The bald man's face turned pale suddenly, and he knew that he was speechless, so he quickly stopped talking and muttered in a low voice: "Even peers can be betrayed, what kind of world is this called......

"You know what a fart!" the scarface man scolded in a low voice, "Haven't you heard that sentence, only among peers is naked hatred! There are only about 20 people in our Liaoning Branch, most of them are the same as you and me, they are not even dart masters, they are special executioners, who is not a mind to sharpen their heads and drill up? As long as they can please Brother Tiger, those people can do anything! Betraying their peers are all pediatrics!"

"I understand... I understand......" The bald man sighed again and again, "Alas, there is not even a decent bureau, and what kind of dart master ......"

"You said you were just a splash, where did you get all these sentimentality!" the scar-faced man pouted, "Don't talk about these annoying things, let's continue to fight the landlord." ”

The bald man waved his hand: "After a while, I'll go pee first." ”

"Lazy cows, lazy horses,, and urine. The scar-faced man pushed the door and walked into the security room, "Go and go back quickly." ”

"Yes. The bald man opened the small door on the iron fence and walked out, took a few steps along the fence, and then turned his back.

He looked at the deep blue sky as he took it easy, and the early autumn wind whipped the weeds around him, and there was a rustling sound. A chill swept across his neck, was the wind too cold? The bald man subconsciously touched the handle of the fake Tibetan knife hanging from his waist, and looked back to see that there was nothing but weeds.

He laughed self-deprecatingly, thinking that his worries were really unnecessary, he had followed Brother Hu around Dalian for many years, and he had never heard of any sects here, and the only one that could have a little bit to do with the rivers and lakes was the company that rented this place to Brother Hu, but it was only a little bit of a side.

The bald man was happy, and was about to lift his pants and leave, when he suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and this time the coolness had substance - it was a dagger with a cold light.

The bald man was horrified, his feet were unstable, and he stumbled, and a little residual urine flowed down and fell directly on his pants.

He opened his mouth wide and was about to scream, when a voice colder than a dagger rang in his ears: "Shut up." ”

The bald man obediently did so, grunting in his throat and swallowing the screams that he didn't shout back into his stomach.

The dagger was against his carotid artery, motionless, as if it would slash hard at any moment, and the cold touch made him shudder.

The voice was unhurried: "Answer my question." ”

The bald man didn't dare to speak, and nodded again and again.

The voice said, "Speak quietly, or your head will move." ”

The bald man gasped and squeezed out a voice from between his teeth: "A good man spares his life! As long as I am let go of life, I will say anything! I promise! I know everything, and I will say everything!"

"Really?" the voice didn't fluctuate, "Then tell me first, how many people are there in the Liaoning Branch of your Xinglong Dart Bureau?"

The bald man didn't expect the other party to know the details, and he was even more shocked in his heart, knowing that he had encountered a hard stubble, so he quickly counted the number of people, as long as he could survive, he didn't care about his soft stubble, it had nothing to do with me!

After ten seconds, the bald man replied in a low voice, "Twenty-six, no! Twenty-five." He said to himself that he was so frightened that he had forgotten about it!

The voice paused and asked, "How many people?"

The bald man was afraid that the dagger on his neck would be slashed hard, so he hurriedly replied: "Twenty-five! It's twenty-five! Originally twenty-six! One died! The one who died was Du Laoliu! Last month, he drank too much and talked nonsense, and was beaten to death by Brother Hu!"

In order to prevent the other party from asking what Du Lao Liu said before he died, the bald man had already replayed the situation in his mind.

The voice didn't care about Du Lao Liu, and instead asked, "Brother Tiger?"

The bald man immediately replied: "Yes, yes, his name is Zhao Dahu, and he is the dart head of our Liaoning Branch!"

"Is he in the building?"

The scar-faced man replied in a loud voice, "Yes, it's in the building, on the fifth floor!"

The voice asked, "How many people are patrolling around, and where are they located?"

"There is one hundred paces from the main entrance, and two at the entrance of the building...... Those who have a break generally stay in the building, the fourth floor. The bald man tried to recall, and although he finished peeing, he didn't dare to lift his pants, because the good man behind him hadn't spoken yet.

"Is there a sentry on the roof?"

"No!" replied the bald man at once.

"Is there a sentry around there?"

"No, not one!" the bald man replied immediately, "Brother Tiger said, we can't get firearms, and this place is very safe, so setting up a secret guard is simply a superfluous move." "Safe fart, scolded in my heart.

"Is there surveillance?"

The bald man nodded: "Yes." ”

"Where's the monitoring room?"

"On the left-hand side of the second floor, in a compartment made of wooden planks. ”

"Where are the cameras?"

Where do I know where to go ......! The bald man complained bitterly in his heart, and with a flattering smile on his lips: "This...... The small one is not responsible for monitoring, I really don't know...... But don't worry about the hero, we basically don't look at the surveillance - because we haven't seen outsiders come to this place for a few months, and you are the first one. ”

"Really?"

The bald man nodded like pounding garlic: "Seriously!

The voice didn't respond, and the man seemed to groan.

The bald man's heart moved, waiting for me to take the initiative to explain something? No matter what, say it, it should be able to change a life, right? With this thought, he even explained what the sub-bureau has been doing recently: "Good man, we have been doing human teeth business recently, all of them are Xian people from Yanbian, and they are locked up in the building, on the third floor, Brother Hu said, within ten days, the buyer will come to inspect the goods, and then sell them to Malacca, if the hero is interested, wait patiently for a few days, and when the buyer comes, he can catch ......it all."

"No," the voice interrupted him, "you've said enough. ”

The bald man felt a cold neck, and then there was a sharp pain, blood gushed out, flowing down his neck, dyeing his undershirt and pants red, he panicked, raised his hands to cover his throat, trying to stop the blood flow, wanted to scream, wanted to breathe and couldn't breathe, hissing in his mouth, his eyes became darker and darker, and finally he fell to the ground, drowned in his own blood, and finally failed to lift his pants.

The young man bent down and wiped the blood from the dagger on the bald man's undershirt, then stood up, leaned against the fence and touched the side of the iron fence gate, humming in the voice of the scarface: "Ouch... Ouch ......"

"What the hell are you doing, old bald?" the scar-faced man's voice came from the security room.

The young man continued to moan: "Ouch, it hurts, ouch......"

Footsteps sounded, and the scar-faced man seemed to come out of the security room, and he said as he walked: "Old bald, what are you doing?

"Ouch... Fell me to death... Ouch ......"

"You can't really pee, do you?"

The scar-faced man smiled dumbly, and in the next second, his arm appeared in the corner.

The young man reached out and grabbed the arm of the big man with the scarface, and pulled it hard, his force was great, Scarface was pulled to a stumble, he made a trip under his feet, Scarface was tripped strongly, his body lost his balance, and he fell to the ground, Scarface was taken aback, and opened his mouth to scream.

The young man covered Scarface's mouth with his left hand and gagged his screams in his mouth, and with a dagger on his neck with his right hand, Scarface threw himself on the ground, his body convulsed a few times and then stopped, and the blood spread out and stained the sand red.

Although the bald man claimed that no one would be watching the surveillance, the young man did not go through the main entrance to be on the safe side, but climbed in through a nearby fence. As soon as he landed, he looked around for the camera's location.

After finding a few cameras nearby, the young man carefully avoided them and touched the unfinished building, where there were piles of building materials everywhere, which gave him a good concealment.

The second step is blinding.