Bang.

Bang.

The grumpy uncle closed the door with the first sound, and Chen Yongren opened the door with the next sound. As for Zhou Yu, the door was originally open.

Chen Yongren's door was opened, and it was pulled inwards. He just opened it a little, and something fell down and knocked on the threshold.

Looking down, he saw a human head, his eyes were exactly positioned to look at him, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Depend on!"

Chen Yongren took a step back. Now that he was pressing on the door, the resistance disappeared, and half of the Thai guy's body came in.

With his neck crooked, he died in a miserable state, with eyes open to death.

Chen Yongren: "..."

Forget it, don't bother with the dead.

He shouted toward the door: "Hey, boss, help me."

"Come out and take a few steps." Zhou Yu shouted.

"What do you mean?" Chen Yongren stepped over the body in confusion and walked out, walking to the corner.

"Oh, now I am sure that I am really dead." Zhou Yu held the gun on his right shoulder with one hand and smiled.

Chen Yongren frowned and complained: "Boring."

Zhou Yu chuckled and then came out of 701. He walked to each fallen body and touched the carotid arteries. While touching, he said: "This is called foolproof. Maybe you were pointed at a gun?

"

"Then I have to tell him that you are the senior official." Chen Yongren curled his lips and did not dwell on the topic. He raised his head and asked, "What now? What should we do?"

"What should I do?" Zhou Yu gave him a strange look: "Of course I asked someone to come over and wash the floor. Did you wash it?"

"I'm not asking this, I'm talking about what's next, should I still pretend?" Chen Yongren looked at him for inspection and frowned and asked: "There are still more than ten days before Minna's trial. If you want to kill me, you can continue to kill me."

This is indeed a problem. Hardware installation is definitely not possible anymore, and it will be completely exposed this time.

As long as the Eight-faced Buddha is not a mentally retarded child, he will definitely not be fooled like this next time.

And if there is a next time, there will definitely be more people than this time.

The target may be Chen Yongren, or it may directly be Jie Menina's prison car. At this point, it is impossible for the Eight-faced Buddha to give up after failing once, otherwise it would become a joke.

"Actually, there are several options for you to choose from," Zhou Yu said.

"What?" Chen Yongren asked.

After Zhou Yu checked the last corpse and confirmed that there was no sign of life, he stood up and looked at him: "The first way is also the simplest way. You can hide it completely this time until the court session."

The fish was caught, the bait was used, a wave of killers were killed, and the arrogance of the Eight-faced Buddha was dealt a blow. Chen Yongren retreated without any problems.

"No, next one." Chen Yongren didn't want to refuse. Wouldn't this mean that he would not be able to go to work for 20 days, find a place to stay, not be able to go out, and would be bored to death.

Zhou Yu said not without surprise: "The second way is to continue to be a target and go to and from get off work normally. You can go wherever you like, but your life is uncertain."

Chen Yongren smiled bitterly and said: "Boss, if more than a dozen guns are used on the street next time, people will really die."

"Who told you a dozen?" Zhou Yu sneered: "If I were the Eight-faced Buddha, since the assassination didn't work, then next time I would kill clearly and send 30 people directly. Anyway, if you want to rob a prison car, you need at least this.

Cardinality.”

"30?!" Chen Yongren exclaimed and was speechless for a moment, so he went to the street.

Think about it, he was eating in a tea restaurant after work one day, and then 30 thugs with AKs rushed in. They stood in a row, click, click, click, and shot him.

"Wow, look at this." Zhou Yu moved the waist of the corpse with the tip of his gun, and a black thing rolled down.

Chen Yongren looked over and stared: "Damn, there really is a grenade."

"You know you're scared." Zhou Yu looked through their equipment and said, "Look, the equipment of these people is pretty good, they don't look like ordinary killers."

Chen Yongren was about to get down, so he didn't care about it. He asked quickly with a smile: "Ayu, is there a third way? You don't have to hide, and you don't have to go out on the street and be shot to death randomly?"

"Really."

Zhou Yu nodded and stopped joking this time. He looked at him and said seriously: "Mian Na can go to jail or be rescued, but this does not hinder one thing, that is, the Eight-faced Buddha will definitely kill you."

"I know." Chen Yongren nodded, no matter whether Mian Na can be convicted or not, even if Mian Na has been sentenced now and is destined to go to jail.

The Eight-faced Buddha's intention to kill him would not be less, but more serious.

It's not a matter of these ten or twenty days at all, but every day from now on, as long as he goes out, he may be shot and killed.

"People can't live in fear all day long. Sooner or later they will collapse, so the best way is to eradicate the roots." Zhou Yu waved his hand, cut it with his knife, looked at the corpse on the ground and said, "Get ready, it seems we are going to go to their territory.

Let’s go.”

"Well, we happen to be not in Xiangjiang, and we don't have to worry about retaliation. This is good." Chen Yongren thought about it and immediately laughed: "Is this a promise that it is a pleasure to have friends from far away."

Zhou Yu shook his head in disdain: "It's terrible to be uneducated."

Chen Yong made a benevolent sound, but said disdainfully: "Obviously you don't understand, but we took the initiative to deliver it to your door. Shouldn't the Eight-faced Buddha be happy?"

"Oh, let me add one more thing. Not only are you uneducated, but you also don't have any brains." Zhou Yu sneered and educated him: "How can we let him know that we have to be quiet? Do you understand? He doesn't even know that he can be happy.

Huh?"

Chen Yongren touched his chin and raised his eyes, thinking: "That seems to make sense."

He blinked and asked, "What should I say if it's appropriate?"

This is a good question. Zhou Yu thought about it and said: "Kill a person in ten steps, leave no trace for a thousand miles, throw away your clothes when the matter is over, and hide your body and name deeply."

Chen Yongren clapped, which sounded extraordinary.

Bang.

The door of 701 suddenly opened again.

"Is it over yet, two eldest brothers? Can I call you eldest brother?"

A middle-aged man appeared helpless and angry. He pointed to his watch and said, "It's past one o'clock in the morning. You guys are standing here chatting? Are you even reciting poetry? If you're done, you should go and get dressed."

"Sorry sorry."

Zhou Yu apologized with a smile, pointed to the body on the ground and said: "Sir, the police are handling the case. I told you in advance that I hope you can temporarily move to a hotel. There is no other way."

Before the incident, Zhou Yu wanted to use the two rooms next to Chen Yongren. Considering that a shootout would occur, he told them in advance that they would be temporarily moved out. The police would pay for all expenses incurred, including hotel accommodation and damage to the house caused by the shootout.

The 701 he used was consent, but the 703, that is, the man’s residence was not consented to. If he was told that he would be beaten, he would be beaten and he would not move.

Zhou Yu had no choice but to tell him that when he heard the sound of gunshots, he must not come out or get close. Bullets would penetrate, so if he was accidentally injured, it would be bad for everyone.

"You said a month, who knew you would go so fast, but today is the day." The middle-aged man scratched his head, slightly irritated: "Forget it, go to bed, don't talk anymore."

"Well, go to sleep, good night." Zhou Yu still smiled politely.

Bang, the door closed again.

The two looked at each other, shrugged, and chuckled.

It's just that this sleep is destined to be bad.

"Let's go, have a midnight snack."

...

"The gunfire stopped."

"I know."

In the car downstairs, Shasha and Ajia looked at each other blankly. This is not the point. The point is that the gunshots have stopped. Where is the phone number that was agreed upon?

"Sir, I don't think the situation is right. Let's retreat first." Aja's face looked ugly.

He had already felt bad after learning about the police's involvement, and now he wanted to run away immediately.

"Retreat to where? You didn't see anything, so you just go back like this?" Shasha glared at him: "If you don't kill Chen Yongren, what will Mian Na do?"

Ajia said hurriedly: "We can come again. We really can't stay here anymore. What if something happens and those people turn us in?"

Shasha was uncertain and turned to look at the co-pilot's men: "Go and have a look. If anything happens, call right away."

The men nodded and got out of the car.

Aja's heart was pounding, and after some thought he continued to persuade: "Master, let's stay away first. Anyway, we can come back when there is news. There is no need to stay here. It's too dangerous here."

The truth is this. Sha Li glanced out the window and said to the driver: "Drive."

Aja could finally relax.

The driver immediately turned around and ran away. No one was stupid.

After waiting for 10 minutes, the phone still didn't ring.

This location was far away from the building, but Aja looked at the building with a little fear.

That building was like a black hole, swallowing up everything.

Each one of them boasted about how awesome they were when they arrived, but after they left, there was no news at all. Do you know how to use the phone? Can you just make a call?
To be continued...