Chapter 929 Low-eyed village husband and high-quality men
Wu Xuan had mentioned to Zhang Dabiao before that he would go to the black market to buy evil to intimidate the Cao family.
Now that Wu Qihong said the same thing, it can be seen that these two men must know a lot about the black market.
"Have you heard of the Hunter Club?" Wu Qihong asked with a deep look on his face.
Zhang Dabiao's face twitched. It's not that he's heard it before, but he's heard it too much. Old Wu, please tell me...
Zhang Dabiao felt like his heart was in his throat. This old Wu was good at everything, but it was too appetizing.
"To be honest, I only found out about such an organization after following the second son of the Cao family."
Haha, you are the only one who believes it.
Zhang Dabiao listened attentively. At this time, Wu Qihong fell into deep thought. It was a coincidence that last time he and Cao Laoer schemed against others and ended up spending money, but nothing happened.
One Cao family is responsible for IQ, while the other prides himself on being smart.
Wo Long and Feng Xiao meet each other, but the money is spent and the matter cannot be solved. Is that possible? The two of them tried a little plan, and not to mention, they actually found the mysterious mission messenger.
However, these two brothers are also smart people. Instead of alerting the snake, they started the pig-raising mode. When the time is right, they will tie it up on the chopping board and make a pot of good meat, and the principal and interest will be recovered in a wave.
As the saying goes, no matter how bold a person is, how rich the land is, it should be said or not. These two brothers are really big-hearted. Anyway, Zhang Dabiao broke into a cold sweat after hearing this.
They don't even think about what they do, licking blood from the edge of a knife, and wearing melon seeds on their heads in their belts. They have a family and a job, and they plot against others. Isn't that asking for death?
"I can only say that you are so awesome." Zhang Dabiao gave a heartfelt thumbs up.
Wu Qihong thought Zhang Dabiao was praising him, and couldn't help showing a proud look on his face. Even Wu Xuan actually thought that his father was very good, and he did not forget to express his son's admiration for his father.
"Jinghua New Village, No. 7, Row 4, No. 6. We didn't get close for fear of alerting others, but I guarantee that the person is right there!" Wu Qihong said.
Zhang Dabiao frowned for a moment, "I'll touch it quietly later. You guys are waiting in the car. With bodyguards like yours here, I guess I can withstand danger for a while, and they didn't succeed just now.
After making such a big fuss, we probably won’t take action again in a short time.”
The two of them have seen what Zhang Dabiao is capable of, so they just said that if it weren't for Zhang Dabiao, their family of three would probably be in trouble, so they have no objection to Zhang Dabiao's arrangement.
Although I feel more at ease with Zhang Dabiao by my side, for the sake of the overall situation, the two of us have no objections.
"Boss Zhang, no matter what the outcome is, once this matter is over, our Wu family will look forward to your leadership." Wu Qihong said seriously.
A capable person will never end here.
The cheap loyalty invested at this time can often reap several times the value.
Zhang Dabiao did not expect that the other party would say such things at such a time, but he soon felt relieved. God knows who will live and who will die in the next second.
As an old father, it is normal for him to worry about his children. Looking at Wu Xuan and then at Wu Meng, Zhang Dabiao did not speak, but nodded with a serious face.
The speed of the car slowed down, Zhang Dabiao opened the door and jumped out of the car, walking quickly towards the alley in the distance.
This time, it’s not for anything else but beauty.
Hunter Club, this is a thorn in Zhang Dabiao's heart. If he doesn't pull it out for a day, he will suffer for a day.
So whenever there is another chance, he will give it a try.
As the saying goes, the emperor and the heavens pay off, as long as you work hard, the iron pestle can be ground into an embroidery needle.
No matter who the other party is, no matter what the other party's background is, no matter what the other party's evil intentions are, whoever dares to trick him will definitely be waiting for Zhang Dabiao's thunderous strike.
He was very fast and disappeared at the entrance of the alley in a short while, then reappeared at his destination.
This is a three-story villa, and there is a very spacious small square outside. The field of view is very wide, and there are cameras all around, and there seems to be no blind spots.
Needless to say, it doesn’t look like there are any super strong defensive measures, but when it comes to Tibetans, the conditions here are absolutely unique.
And there are doors at the front and back.
Zhang Dabiao did not dare to approach rashly, so he hid in the corner and slowly released his spiritual consciousness. While his mental power was rapidly consumed, everything in the small villa in the distance had been drawn into a three-dimensional figure in his mind.
There was only one person in the room, who was cleaning the room. Looking at it this way, he looked like a good family man.
"He? The mission release envoy?" Zhang Dabiao withdrew his consciousness, and his head was full of black question marks.
To be honest, this moment really overturned his cognition. According to the mission statement, he is a ruthless person who deals with killers every day and has a brain in his waistband. He may be scrapped at some point. Shouldn't he enjoy life more?
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It might be a bit much to have ten young models to accompany you, but you should have three or two, right? Even if he has no desire in that regard, what the hell is cleaning by himself?
You live in a three-story villa, but you can't afford a cleaning lady?
Zhang Dabiao's innocence is simply that his vision is too low. First of all, people are also human beings. Can people be the same as others? If you can't use your own thoughts to think about others, what's the difference between that and why not eat minced meat?
People not only like to clean by themselves, but also enjoy the process, just like a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder who uses a rag to wipe the dust on the cabinet. He enjoys the clear line between clean and dirty.
Because that's what he is.
The man looked at the table, and the smile on his face became stronger and stronger, because after today, he would be like this table, wiping away the dirty half and completely moving towards a clean life.
He slightly raised his head and glanced at the clock on the wall, calculating the time. By this time, the Wu family should have been wiped out, right?
Betraying your employer would be despised no matter what profession you were in, but he was tired of this kind of life. This was also the last time he issued a reward. He would do one job, get two meals, and be twice as happy.
What's more important is that he has already thought of a way out by feigning death. Even if the organization finally finds out that he has betrayed his credibility, he will not be able to find him.
At this moment, the smile on the man's face suddenly froze, and a human face was reflected on the clean table under the rag. He turned around suddenly, raised his hand, and a silver pistol slipped out from his sleeve and was grabbed by him.
He stopped and pointed the gun directly at the man in front of him.
"Haha, you've been exposed." Zhang Dabiao grinned, revealing his neat white teeth. This situation made him look a bit more sinister.
Zhang Dabiao originally thought that the news was wrong, but he didn't expect that the other party would be so upset.
But think about it, just fine, a stranger suddenly appeared quietly behind you, who wouldn't panic?
As the mission release messenger, he can be considered a well-informed person, and his safe house doesn't look like much. It just needs more surveillance, but it's all on the surface, and there are many mechanisms hidden secretly.
, even if the top killer wants to come in, he can't do it quietly.
But the man in front of me did it.
He looked Zhang Dabiao up and down, and to be honest, at this moment he actually began to appreciate the uninvited guest in front of him.
Assassins have levels, and their publishers also have distinct levels. For example, he belongs to the middle level of upper, middle, and lower. It is not easy to be promoted to the upper level, or even the top special level to become a partner.
But if he can establish a cooperative relationship with a top killer, the result will be different. With a top killer in hand, he can naturally accept some high-level tasks from the organization and release them. The more high-level tasks he completes, the more points he will earn.
If there are too many, upgrade should not be too easy.
Even though he has been tempted to leave the organization, he doesn't want to abandon this profession. Wouldn't it be better to change his identity, contact a few more assassins in the field, accept tasks by himself, issue tasks by himself, and be his own boss?
"The fact that you found this place shows that you are very capable." He smiled lightly, put the gun back, then turned around and continued to wipe the dust off the table.
"Tea or coffee?"
The announcer looked back and smiled, as if he was a good friend he hadn't seen for many years. At this moment, Zhang Dabiao was completely stunned.
Are they all so magical?
What does he want to do?
Isn't this man mentally ill? I will drink your food?