"Senior Brother Qian's words are wrong!" Senior Brother Nie argued loudly, "Those swordsmen will arrive in Shanghai tomorrow morning at the earliest, and from now until tomorrow morning, there is plenty of time! Besides, swordsmen and swordsmen, in the final analysis, are just a group of mercenaries who are only mercenary, and as soon as their employers are caught, they will immediately scatter as birds and beasts! Why bother to ambush them so much?"

Senior Brother Qian was speechless for a while, and Senior Brother Nie turned to Fang Bin again and said to him, "Senior Brother, isn't our task to bring the idea to the master and his old man alone, and whether he lives or dies?"

"Correct a misunderstanding of you," Fang Bin replied coldly, "It's not just the idea that you want to bring to Master. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Senior Brother Nie seemed to feel the temperature implied in Senior Brother's words, and couldn't help but shudder.

Everyone looked at Fang Bin together, only to see that his face sank like water, and he changed his carelessness just now, knowing that the senior brother was going to talk about business, he immediately silenced him, and the room was quiet.

Fang Bin turned his head sideways and instructed the doorman who had spoken before: "Go and inform the brothers on the Shanghai-Hangzhou Expressway, let them cheer up a million points, and be sure to keep a low profile." As for the idea, if you can catch him alive," said this, a gleam flashed in his eyes, "if you can't take him down in a moment...... Just kill it. ”

The doorman bowed his hand and answered, "Oh." ”

"You go," Fang Bin nodded, "Notify me immediately if there is any news." ”

The doorman took the order, and just after a few steps, Fang Bin stopped him from behind.

"That's right. ”

The doorman immediately turned around, bowed his head respectfully, and waited for the senior brother's command.

Fang Bin said: "You tell them that if they really do it, they must also bring the idea back completely, and nothing is missing from them." ”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and after a while, the doorman answered and turned away. After he left, Fang Bin clapped his hands again, retreated from the other three corner doormen, and then stared at the next crowd, his eyes were like knives, everywhere he went, everyone lowered their heads, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe, and the room was so quiet that it could be heard for a while.

After a while, the people who were holding their breath heard the second senior brother say in a deep voice, "From now on, I hope that my words will not be heard by anyone other than those present. ”

Everyone immediately nodded their heads, indicating that they would never do.

Fang Bin glanced at them again and said slowly: "Actually, when Master appointed me to take over this matter, in addition to asking me to bring back that idea 'regardless of life or death', he also gave an order - that is, to get what he was on. ”

"Something?" Senior Brother Zhang asked suspiciously, "What is it?"

"I don't know, Master, the old man didn't say it explicitly, he just told me that there must be something on him when he said it. ”

Fang Bin said very vaguely, and everyone present was even more confused, the meaning of this was that even the head didn't know what that "thing" was, so thinking about it, the originally simple and clear instructions became very complicated.

"In other words......" Senior Brother Nie held up his chin thoughtfully, "Senior Brother, the reason why you let the brothers in Shanghai stay where they are is because you suspect that those swordsmen may be carrying someone... Stuff?"

"Who said there was no such possibility? I'll tell you the truth," Fang Bin slowly unfolded the folding fan, fanned it lightly twice, and said with a smile, "Compared to the starting point, that thing is the most important thing......

"What does that brother mean ......"

"It's better to kill three thousand by mistake than to let one go, as the old saying goes, isn't it?"

He uttered unusually cruel lines in a soft voice, and this strong contrast made everyone present feel uncomfortable for a while, and they thought of snakes.

Fang Bin is a colorful poisonous snake.

After a while, the doorman surnamed Qian suddenly laughed in a low voice: "This is called the innocent husband and guilty of it." ”

Fang Bin immediately smiled when he heard this, as if he admired this sentence very much, nodded and said, "Yes, Senior Brother Qian is right!"

There was a burst of insincere laughter in the room.

Fang Bin smiled and smiled, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and he said to everyone in a cold voice: "So, when you go back to Shanghai to lead the brothers in action, you must keep this in mind - what I want to see is their whole corpse, all corpses, even the change on the car, you have to keep it in your pocket, understand?"

Although it was early autumn, everyone still felt a chill on their backs: "...... Be. ”

"Then......" Fang Bin's body stretched and sank into the Taishi chair, "I'll wait for the good news from all of you." ”

At this time, Aja, who was black-faced and black-clothed, respectfully opened the wooden door, lowered his head, and walked in with a pair of black wooden trays, on which were placed several delicate ceramic teacups, and the fragrance of tea was overflowing.

Five minutes ago, near 94 North Hill Street.

"This house seems to have been renovated recently......"

Wang Zhengyou looked away from Villa No. 94 and observed the courtyard, then he climbed down the wall and whispered to the ghost waiter and others leaning against the wall: "At first glance, it seems that there are few guards, but I dare to pack a ticket, the little master must have laid a secret whistle around the villa." ”

"Of course," the ghost attendant nodded, "it's a bit of a showmanship to have too many sentinels in a place like this. ”

Wang Zhengyou raised his hand and pointed to a small two-story building nearby, and said to him: "Brother Lao stands tall and can see more clearly than me, and he will wait for him to come down and tell us the specific situation before making plans." ”

The ghost attendant glanced at the small building and responded in a low voice: "Well, that's it." ”

After waiting for a while, they saw a figure on the balcony of the two-story building jumping down, and walking quickly to this side after landing on the ground.

When the man approached, Wang Zhengyou asked in a low voice, "Brother Lao, tell us what you see." ”

Brother Lao replied and squatted down, he was a tall man, and at first glance it looked a little funny.

Next, he told everyone in detail about the secret sentries distributed in Villa 94.

“...... That's about it, their secret sentinels are cleverly distributed, and they can look out for each other. ”

"It's very cleverly arranged," the ghost attendant praised, "This little master does have two brushes, which is different from those rabble in the Xinglong Dart Bureau." ”

"Xinglong Dart Bureau?" all the swordsmen were stunned for a moment, and looked at the ghost servant together.

Wang Zhengyou asked, "Have you ever dealt with them?"

"I had some crossroads with them when I was in the Northeast a few days ago. The ghost attendant's tone was understated.

The swordsmen nodded, and didn't ask any more questions, but now they still have to think about how to solve the little master.

"These outposts must be addressed at the same time, or we will be exposed. Brother Lao whispered.

Several people nodded, and Wang Zhengyou smiled slightly: "It's not a difficult thing." ”

The ghost attendant suddenly asked, "Brother Lao, have you seen the little master?"

"See," Brother Lao nodded, "just now he and a few of his men stayed on the balcony on the third floor of the villa for a while, and now he is back in the house." ”

"It's discussing the situation on the Shanghai-Hangzhou Expressway," Wang Zhengyou smiled, "They still think everything is going well, hum, but they don't know ......."

Everyone discussed for a while, and decided that the ghost attendant would take a few people to clean up the front yard, and then turn over to the balcony on the third floor to smash Huanglong, Wang Zhengyou was in charge of the backyard, and after getting it done, he touched into the villa.

After the discussion stopped, the two of them each took a few swordsmen and went to Villa 94.

This villa area is a secluded place, and it is getting late, and there is not a single pedestrian around.

The ghost attendant and a few swordsmen touched the outside of the front yard, next to the white brick and black tile wall, opened the armor bag and wrapped it around his waist, drew the dagger from the sheath tied to his calf, and then he turned his head sideways and nodded to the few swordsmen around him.

The swordsmen nodded, and reached into the placket of their clothes.

Everyone got up at the same time and climbed up the fence in a few steps.

The ghost waiter crouched on the top of the wall, and at a glance he saw a wisp of green smoke faintly rising from a bush in the courtyard, and he couldn't help but secretly say that these people were too derelict in their duties, and they actually smoked it. He looked at the locations that Brother Lao had said, and soon found several other secret sentinels.

The ghost attendant looked at several swordsmen, and everyone was also looking at him waiting for the next instruction, the ghost attendant gestured to inform each person of the corresponding dark whistle, several swordsmen nodded, and the ghost attendant raised his hand and pressed it down gently, and everyone immediately climbed down the wall and fell to the ground silently.

The dark whistle who was hiding in the bushes smoked half of his cigarette, and suddenly someone covered his mouth from behind, and was taken aback, the cigarette fell out of his mouth and fell on the grass, and the dark whistle was about to struggle, a dagger slashed at his neck, and the throat was neatly sliced, and the dark whistle stiffened and hung his head weakly.

This scene was clearly seen by another secret post nearby, but before he could make a warning, he saw a flash of light in front of him, and then lost all consciousness.

Under the dim street lamp, a few cold lights flashed away, and all the dark posts in the entire front yard were cleaned up almost at the same time.

The ghost attendant stood up from the bushes, touched the No. 94 villa with the swordsmen, took out the parts of the grappling hook from the armed belt and assembled them, and then pulled the slender steel chain, rotated the grappling hook quickly, accumulated enough strength, and threw it upwards with force, with a faint sound of breaking the air, the grappling hook flew to the balcony on the third floor of the villa, and then there was a soft sound of "click".

The ghost attendant tugged at the chain, but did not move, and the grappling hook was firmly grasped.

At the same time, the grappling hooks of the swordsmen were also implemented.

The ghost attendant nodded to the swordsmen, and together they stepped on the wall, slowly moving towards the third-floor balcony.

Over there, Wang Zhengyou and others had already cleaned up the dark sentry in the backyard, sneaked into the brightly lit villa from the side door, and when they came to the hall, they saw three Haisha sect men with their backs to them, sitting on the sofa watching TV, Wang Zhengyou said to the swordsmen, several people touched from behind, and the knives fell, and the three men were all killed before they noticed.

There was no trace of the Haisha sect on the first floor, and everyone went up to the second floor lightly, Wang Zhengyou suddenly pricked up his ears, and he heard the sound of water.

Wang Zhengyou motioned to the other people not to move, and one of them touched the place where the sound came from, and he walked around the corner and saw a wooden sliding door, from which the sound of water came from.

Wang Zhengyou gently pulled the wooden door open a crack and peeked inside.

Inside is a tea room, and a dark-skinned man in black is pushing cups and changing lamps, and the movements are very cumbersome. Wang Zhengyou saw it, his mind turned, and he quietly hid to the side.

After a while, the man in black in the tea room completed all the processes of Kung Fu tea, and walked towards the wooden door with a wooden tray with several delicate porcelain teacups in the tray.

When Wang Zhengyou heard the footsteps, he secretly tensed the muscles of his whole body, ready to go.

With a squeak, the man in black opened the wooden door and stepped out.