Wang Fengshou was only unconscious for less than a minute, and then he was forcibly awakened by Hua Zhenxing. As expected of a monk in the Four Realms, he did not lose his memory or enter a sleep-talking state, but was just a little dizzy. The emergency lights had gone out, and he looked up first
I sensed the sleeping tree branch lying on the ground not far away, but my body had not sunk into the ground.
He turned over and sat up with his hands on the ground. He saw Li Jingzhi lighting a cigarette, and the faint red light flickered on and off. The other three people in the room just stared at him, and no one mentioned that they had just used the magic spell.
Regarding the matter, Hua Zhenxing said: "Senior brother, don't you realize there is something wrong?"
Wang Fengshou: "There is a problem. There is a big problem with what I did! I was wrong, and I admit it!"
Hua Zhenxing: "It's not your problem, it's the Golden Gang's problem. Think about your wisdom elsewhere." As he spoke, he reached out and pulled him up.
Li Jingzhi also said: "If you make a mistake, you have to make up for it. The matter is not over yet."
Manman: "What are you talking about?"
Hua Zhenxing whispered: "We are talking about the Gunslinger. Since he has come to Fesuo Port, what is his purpose?"
Wang Fengshou shook, the mud and water on his body fell off, and his clothes and face became clean again. He also reacted, frowning and said: "What if the Gunslinger really returned to Fesuo Port and didn't show up tonight?
has no meaning?"
Li Jingzhi: "Since you are so smart, who are you asking?"
Wang Fengshou suddenly slapped his thigh: "He is not here to deal with us, he was invited by Boris to deal with Locke!"
As if the words awakened the dreamer, Hua Zhenxing immediately reacted and said: "As long as Locke is killed, everything in the Golden Gang will belong to Boris."
Manman wondered: "You have destroyed the Golden Gang."
Eighty-four members of the Golden Gang were captured alive today and all were disarmed. It can be said that the main force has been wiped out. Although Boris and others are still there, judging from the results, the destruction of the Golden Gang is inevitable.
Li Jingzhi squinted his eyes and said: "Boris doesn't care about the Golden Gang at all. He only cares about what he can get after killing Locke. We all know that the Golden Gang's account has earned at least 13 million meters of gold in the past few days.
!”
Wang Fengshou said in a very affirmative tone: "Yes, that is his real goal! With that money, he is still staying in Fesoport as the leader of the gold gang. Where can he not be cool?"
Li Jingzhi: "If he wants to take action against Locke, tonight is the best opportunity. After dawn, all the major forces in Feso Port will be in chaos, and I'm afraid no one will notice him."
Wang Fengshou: "Should we intercept him?"
Hua Zhenxing shook his head and said: "No, we have to find Locke quickly, and we can't let the Gunslinger kill him. If we can't recruit the Golden Gang and control the Klin District in the shortest time, we will be in big trouble. Saving Locke is the best option.
Good idea."
Wang Fengshou: "Rescue Locke? Wouldn't it be better to let the Gunslinger kill him, and then we take care of the Gunslinger and Boris? In this way, the Golden Gang will be completely disintegrated!"
Hua Zhenxing turned around and left: "Quick, we have to rush there immediately! Mr. Li, please arrange for someone to monitor you. Tell them to pay attention to safety and stay away. Just monitor the movement and don't make any moves yourself."
Wang Fengshou wanted to say something else, but Li Jingzhi said categorically: "Listen to Xiaohua! Da Fengshou, from now on, don't make your own decisions."
Of course, Manman left with Hua Zhenxing. On the way, Li Jingzhi used the walkie-talkie to arrange tasks and asked about the situation. He learned that Locke did not leave Jindianxing today and should be sleeping on the second floor.
There are people on night watch at Jindianxing, and the two night watchmen carry weapons and sleep in the lobby on the first floor. The manager Peng Kang also gave himself a resting place on the second floor, which has a bedroom, a living room and a separate bathroom, just like a suite
It was a very comfortable apartment, but he didn't live there after it was built.
Locke is the oldest employee of Jindianxing, and he is also the backbone of the business who masters core technologies. He often works overtime until very late, so Pengkang "lent" the lounge to him. Locke sometimes goes back to his apartment,
Sometimes he spends the night at Jindianxing, where he has the greatest degree of freedom. After all, this pawn shop cannot survive without him.
This is the information known to outsiders. In fact, Locke asked Peng Kang to find a place for him on the second floor of Jindianxing. He would stay here when he didn’t want to go back to the apartment. Li Jingzhi already knew Locke’s identity, so of course he would send someone to
People were sent to monitor the surroundings, but they were unable to enter the interior of Jindianxing.
Locke seemed to hear the dull rolling thunder in his sleep. The sound was very far away and became unusually deep when it reached his ears. He woke up immediately and felt an inexplicable palpitation in his heart. After getting dressed, he got out of bed and went outside.
In the living room, without turning on the lights, I sat down in the dark, picked up a piece of paper and started folding the airplane.
One of his hobbies is origami airplanes, which is a bit strange. He is such an adult and still likes children's toys. There is a pile of brand-new A4 paper on the table. This is his habit, whether in his apartment or
He always puts a stack of A4 paper on the workbench downstairs for easy access, but he never folds paper airplanes in front of others.
There is a bookshelf behind Locke, filled with all kinds of paper airplanes, all of which were folded when he was alone. His life is very low-key, like a lone wolf hiding in a cave, with a kind of restraint and restraint engraved in his bones.
Cautious, it’s not that he doesn’t know how to enjoy things. For example, he has “discovered” women like Kelly around him, but he never sleeps with them.
Sleeping and sleeping are two different concepts. He never leaves anyone by his side for the night.
His movements were very fast, his fingers were extremely nimble and very steady, and he folded paper airplanes one after another in the dark. The paper airplanes he folded today all had sharp heads and slender shapes. With his steady movements and
With the rhythm, his mood seemed to have stabilized, dispelling the palpitating feeling just now.
Folding, folding, he couldn't help but think of her again. She should be living a good life now. It was she who taught him how to fold paper airplanes. The two of them used paper airplanes, an ancient and childish method, to convey messages and occasionally exchange a few words.
Talking about love felt fun and happy... Later, it was a paper airplane telling him to leave quickly, otherwise he would have been poisoned long ago.
His respected teacher, his once-so-powerful companions were all killed, and he came alone to the most remote corner of the world. No one here knew about his past, and no one cared about his origins...
Locke had regained his composure, but for some reason there was always a vague sense of uneasiness. He picked up a paper airplane, breathed at its pointed head like a child, and then threw it forward. The paper airplane was
It seemed to come to life, turning around in mid-air and flying towards the window.
The closed window automatically opened a small crack, just enough for the paper airplane to get out, and Locke closed his eyes in the darkness. The paper airplane flew in the rainy night, swaying seemingly naturally with the wind.
Wu, but happened to circle outside and above Jindianxing, and then landed lightly on the roof, being constantly wet by the rain, as if it had lost its agility just now.
Locke did not take back the paper plane or control it anymore. He opened his eyes in the darkness and took out his mobile phone. He only heard Peng Kang's frustrated voice coming from the mobile phone: "Mr. Locke, I have something to report. Boris, Boris sent someone
He went to the Big Head Gang's territory and sent out all the people he could.
He doesn’t know where he got the news. Someone is going to attack the Big Head Gang’s alchemy factory tonight. He plans to wait for those people to fight and then start a fight. But I know that this is not what you ordered..."
Locke suddenly understood where the uneasiness just now came from, and immediately asked: "He really took action, where are you?"
Peng Kang: "I'll be at Jindianxing soon! It's true, the team set off two hours ago, and he didn't even tell me. Fortunately, Shuzhuzi was leading the team, and he communicated with me after receiving the order.
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Locke: "Why are you reporting now?"
Peng Kang: "I fell asleep and didn't receive the call. Damn it! Boss, are you up?"
Locke: "Come up."
Speaking of which, there was actually no need to call anymore. Pengkang had already rushed to Jindianxing, opened the door and went to the second floor. Locke unlocked the door, sat back at the table, and turned on the light. At this time, there was a knock on the door, and he calmly
He replied: "Come in."
Peng Kang pushed the door open and said anxiously: "Boss, what should we do now? Do we want to notify Boris to withdraw the people?"
Locke put down the cell phone he just picked up and said, "Can you contact Boris?"
Peng Kang: "I can't contact you. I'm afraid it's too late. I just heard gunshots, and there seemed to be an explosion. It should have come from the Big Head Gang's alchemy factory." As he spoke, he walked to the window and opened it.
window, pointing in a certain direction.
Locke walked over expressionlessly, Pengkang stepped aside and muttered in a low voice: "Boss, I think you are too low-key. No one in the organization knows who is the real boss. They usually just
Listen to Boris..."
Before he finished speaking, Locke suddenly interrupted: "Why are you wearing a body armor?"
Peng Kang: "I -" He only had time to say half a word before Locke suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled him in front of him. A snap sounded almost at the same time, and a bullet flew into the open window and penetrated Peng Kang's chest.
The bulletproof suit on the front passed through the body and penetrated into the insert of the bulletproof suit on the back.
Locke, who escaped the disaster, retreated, sat back behind the desk, and turned off the light. Raindrops were blown in through the window, and the street lights outside also shone in.
The street lights outside are bright all night long, which is a rare sight in Feso Port. It seems to give people a sense of security. You can vaguely see Peng Kang lying on his back and twitching. He seemed to want to say something, but blood overflowed from his mouth and nose. Soon,
There was no movement.
Locke remained silent, sitting in the dark as if he had turned into a shadow. After a long time, he suddenly said: "Ryan, why did you come back now that you left? There is no conflict between us, right?" Ryan is the name of the gun god,
In Fiso Port, people almost only know him as the Gun God.
A voice came, with a very frivolous tone, but it was difficult to distinguish the speaker's position: "Locke, your name is Locke, and you actually know my name. It seems that you are the boss behind the Golden Gang. There is indeed nothing between us.
Grudge, I didn't even notice you before.
Congratulations, it seems that someone doesn’t want you to continue to take charge of the post, so they paid me a lot of money to kill you. You are lucky to have escaped my first shot. I haven’t missed it for a long time. I hope you will do well in the future.
luck."
For some reason, Locke seemed relieved when he heard these words, and asked again: "Is it Pengkang? He is dead. No matter what conditions he promised you, it will never be fulfilled again, and we can still have a good talk.