Cao Chuan has a feeling of playing the Three Kingdoms until the later stages, and after he really can't play, he will entrust his own power to the computer.

But this time it was a live version, so from the beginning, he was ready to host it.

Before he knew it, he was already thinking about it. When he woke up, he wiped his saliva, returned to the upper floor, gave himself a glass of beer, lay on the sofa, and began to carefully consider the current problem: How to make a person disappear in the world without disturbing the organization?

This question seems not difficult at first glance. Countless people disappear in this world every day, but they know where they are.

But it seems difficult to be specific to yourself.

No matter what method is used, there will be someone in this world who will disappear after contacting him. It’s okay to say once or twice, but in his plan, at least one or two hundred people should have gone there to support the situation. There may be more situations in the future, if everyone thinks there are not enough people.

In this way, if there is no safe way, then you will be noticed sooner or later, which is inevitable. What should the family report the case? What should you do if there are witnesses? What should you do if the astronaut leaves a last word in advance?

As a person with a huge money of unknown origin, he also has a shocking secret on his fingers. He is trying his best to avoid anything that will be noticed by those who are interested. His roots are in this world, and he still has to live here. He does not want to be caught and slice and scan, so this matter must be planned thoroughly, be cautious and cautious...

Three days later in the evening.

A humble gray modern sedan was parked next to a quiet street.

Cao Chuan was in the car, aiming at a broken-head alley on the street with the Acog advanced combat optical scope attached to the assault rifle, constantly observing something.

The car was rented in a pseudonym, and he got the license plate and ID card. He asked Li Douzhan to do so. When this guy used to be a bad business, he occasionally took some documents to help him cross the bank.

He is afraid that he will be too eye-catching when driving a Land Rover, especially when stalking someone. When watching police and gangster movies, he always feels that this kind of thing is very simple. In fact, when a rookie really starts doing this, he realizes that this job is actually very difficult. Even if the other party does not have any sense of counter-stalking, of course, a beggar cannot have this skill.

It’s a bit embarrassing to say that, after thinking hard that day, Mr. Cao finally made a shameful decision - to tie a beggar and practice his skills first.

There is no way, this is the only profession he can think of, and it will probably not be paid attention to after his disappearance.

The one he is observing in front of me is the one who is most suitable for the requirements after eliminating other targets in the past three days.

First of all, this Beggar Gang hero is moderately old, in his thirties, not a disabled person or a fool.

He had personally confirmed this the day before yesterday. He pretended to pass by and threw down ten dollars. The two of them even talked a few times. He found that the hero had a quick mind, sharp words, and a magical outfit could not hide his heroic spirit. He was obviously a person with a story.

Secondly, this person is not from the Beggars' Sect, nor is he a sect with a house and a field at home.

Cao Chuan also summarized this point through observation: If there is a team, he will not only work in remote small streets. You should know that in the Beggars' Sect, if you fail to complete tasks every day, you will be masters of the elders.

Moreover, this person who is in the Chinese New Year insists on going to work every day and never shouts after coming out. No matter what time he is, he will finish work after asking for enough money for daily meals. From this point of view, this person will not be the kind of pure clothes character who builds houses in the village and generates income in the city.

Anyway, this is a lonely, homeless, and perhaps even losing hope.

Looking at the target sitting alone in the alley, Cao Chuan had made up his mind to do it tonight.

As for the methods, he had already thought of a set of rhetoric. Of course, if the soft ones are not good, he would be tough. In short, he couldn't just go there for nothing today.

I waited until eleven o'clock in the night in the car. I saw that the time was almost the same. There were not many people on the street during the New Year. After finally confirming that there were no cameras in the alley, Cao Chuan began to prepare.

Take out the towel that stuffs the mouth, the plastic rope that ties hands, puts both things into the back seat of the car, then takes out the Bereta, twists the muffler, checks the magazine, closes the security, and then takes the pistol back into the ring.

Finally, there was an electric baton. Yesterday he went to the company where he bought the bulletproof vest. When the manager saw that he was an acquaintance of the demolition company, he even gave him a discount. After Cao Chuan tried the stick to work normally, he also put it in the ring for later use.

Looking ahead, taking a few deep breaths, silently encouraging himself: "Isn't it just a person? Cao Chuan, you are also a man who will support the Han Dynasty in the future. You have killed many living people. It's considered a hair tied up!" After encouraging himself, he pushed the door and got out of the car, stared at the dark ball in the alley, and took a big step forward.

The beggar brother was in the innermost part of the alley, and was lying halfway on a broken Simmons, leaning against the wall, plucking the mud in his chest while looking up at the starry sky.

After hearing the footsteps, he woke up from his thoughts. When he turned his head and saw the figure walking towards him, the beggar brother quickly shouted skillfully: "Don't go forward, if you want to pee, just be in place, and you want to shit and go to the back of the trash can..."

This voice failed to stop someone. After hearing a soft laugh, the beggar's eyes darkened and he squatted in front of him.

After the two looked at each other for a few seconds, Cao Chuan asked with a smile: "Brother, don't you recognize me?"

"Do I need to know you?"

"I also sponsored you ten dollars the day before yesterday. I forgot so quickly?"

"I don't have time to remember those under one hundred."

“…Damn it!”

The way to open it is wrong? This guy seems to be very cautious, and he has a sense of stiffness in his words. So Cao Chuan coughed and decided to turn to the topic: "That's it. I have a job right now. I want to ask my brother to come and give him a better treatment."

While talking, he took out a stack of 100-dollar bills from his pocket, slapped them in his hand, and looked at the other person with a smile.

But after seeing the money, the beggar turned his head away without saying a word. Although the light was dim, he could still see the disdain on his face.

"Does it be that I think the money is too little?" Cao Chuan handed the money forward and continued sincerely: "Brother, you can collect the 20,000 first, and then give 30,000 later."

The beggar sighed and slowly turned his face. As he moved, the hair-like Shamatt hairstyle for the Beggars' Sect was shaking, just like the mane of a lion. Then he sneered: "Tell me, is it a errand to deliver the goods, or is there a case that lacks people to push the jar?"

Cao Chuan's hand stretched out froze there. When he met such a senior who was well versed in the sinister world, he was really hard to explain for a while. He couldn't say that his brother came to invite the heroes to destroy the six kingdoms?
Chapter completed!