Catastrophe

After Ning Zhe left Yin Xingteng's house, he walked for nearly a kilometer. After confirming that no one was following him, he turned around and got into a small forest. He crouched on the ground and took out the waste paper bag in his arms. He took out the gauze inside and sniffed it. After a moment, he confirmed that it was stained with human blood, and then looked at the penicillin pill box, his face gradually became serious.

When Ning Zhe was about to bury these things on the spot, he found that the waste paper used for wrapping things had traces of writing on it. He picked it up and took a closer look. The outline of the font was spread on the piece of paper, so Ning Zhe stretched out his hand to flatten the paper, rubbed it on the ground with his hand, and then brushed the paper to reveal the handwriting.

The handwriting on the paper is not very clear, but through the splicing of the text, Ning Zhe can probably figure out the content on it. This is an agreement to sell a car. Yin Xingteng has already sold his garbage truck for 83,000 yuan. It was sold for a thousand dollars.

At this point, although Ning Zhe did not catch evidence of Yin Xingteng's collusion with the robbers, he already had his own guesses in his heart. The various signs that Yin Xingteng showed had already allowed him to decide that if Zhang Duo's intelligence was correct , that group of robbers really took garbage trucks in and out of the administrative area, so Yin Xingteng was probably the one who picked them up, and the gauze and antibiotics on the ground were used to treat the injured robbers, and because of this The impact was too great, and it was ready to disappear.

Thinking of this, Ning Zhe took out his mobile phone and quickly found Zhang Duo's phone number. When his finger touched the dial button, he hesitated again. His hesitation was definitely not due to Yin Xingteng, but a call. Small abacus, thinking about how to deal with this matter, in order to maximize the benefits for himself.

After a few seconds, Ning Zhe exited Zhang Duo's contact page and called Fatty Li instead.

Fatty Li quickly responded: "Hello, Brother Zhe?"

Ning Zhe said bluntly: "You are driving your truck now, carrying dragons, tigers, and leopards to Maocun in the southern suburbs, and under the bed in my office, there is a travel bag, you remember to let Ahu Take it!"

"Maocun? It's notoriously chaotic over there. What are we going to do in this big night?" Fatty Li is very timid, and the advantage of such a person is that he is cautious enough and doesn't want to cause trouble for himself, so He had already asked clearly what was dangerous in the fortress. In his eyes, a place like Mao Village was a restricted area.

"Don't ask anything, I'll explain the specifics to you when you arrive! You don't have to drive into Maocun, just park at a place two kilometers away, and then walk over!" Ning Zhe looked around. He continued: "There is a fork in Mao Village near the entrance of the village, and there is a wood on the left. After you see a tomb on the edge of the wood, follow the tomb and go into the wood. I will wait for you inside!"

"Okay! Let's go now!" Although Fatty Li didn't want to go to Mao Village, he heard that Ning Zhe was there alone, so he stopped talking nonsense.

...

Half an hour later, the headlights of the two vans cut through the darkness and stopped on the street outside the sorting factory. As the doors opened, more than a dozen figures gathered beside the vans. A gust of wind blew past Shizuo's long hair. blowing with the wind.

"Brother Zuo, we're here. The sorting plant of Li Dongfa is opposite. I asked the driver of the garbage truck. Ning Zhe and the others live here!" A young man explained to Shizuo, and then handed a pistol over. : "Brother Guang asked me to bring this gun to you."

"No." Shi Zuo replied expressionlessly, then took out a short stick with a sharpened top from his waist and spread out a thorn, and took the lead to walk across the street.

"Hurrah!"

Seeing Shizuo's strides, the others followed behind him in unison, murderous.

At this time, there were flashlights flashing in the sorting factory yard. Since Ning Zhe moved to the sorting factory, Cao Xinglong and Lin Bao also asked more than 20 people to come here to help. They are usually responsible for supervising the work of the workers. For work and maintaining law and order, I usually live in a small hotel nearby. Each person manages two meals a day, a pack of cigarettes, and a salary of 50 yuan. After it was sold out, there were not many valuable things, so the patrols were not very strong. Only four young people symbolically kept vigil here, and went for a walk in the yard every other day.

The four young people walked from the duty room to the corner where the materials were stacked. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the things, they prepared to go back to the office to continue playing cards. At the same time, a young man walked to the selected garbage heap, ready to poop, because their sorting plant did not have any. There is a toilet, so when everyone poops, they go to the garbage heap for disposal, and then the excrement will be cleaned up together.

"thump!"

After the young man squatted on the edge of the garbage heap, just as he was about to take out the cigarette case in his pocket, he heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground from the other side of the garbage heap. He jumped into the courtyard along the wall, pulled out the steel pipe around his waist and greeted him: "Hey! What are you two doing?"

"Damn!" When the two heard the youth shouting, not only did they not run, but they took out their knives and rushed towards him.

"Everyone is back! There's a thief in the yard!!" The young man howled when he saw the movements of the two of them, then turned around and ran away, only to find that someone was charging behind him and knocked him to the ground with a knife. Causing a scream.

Among the three who had walked far away at the moment, a young man heard the shouts of his companions. After being stunned for a while, he started running towards the other side with a flashlight: "Fuck! Something happened to Geng Geng! Go back quickly!"

"Tap!"

Just as the three of them were walking, Shizuo held the short stick in his hand, quickly sprang out from the shadow on one side, and ran up to one of them.

"Pfft!"

Blood spattered, and the tip of the short stick roughly pierced into a young man's lower abdomen. Under the pain, the other party was about to fight back with a knife, but his body twitched and fell to the ground.

"Fuck you!" Someone next to him saw Shizuo's actions~www.wuxiaspot.com~ grabbed a steel pipe and smashed it towards the back of his neck.

"when!"

Shizuo heard the sound of wind coming from the back of his head, and raised his hand sharply, blocking the blow from the air, the young man saw this, and instinctively prepared to raise his hand and smash it again.

"Crackling!"

Before the young man could stop his hand, the short stick in Shizuo's hand suddenly discharged, and the arc visible to the naked eye was instantly transmitted to the steel pipe in the young man's hand. The young man was disturbed by the current and the nerve signal was disturbed. whole body trembling.

"Buzz!"

The remaining young man next to him saw this scene, grabbed the big circlip in his hand, and stabbed Shizuo's back.

"Bang!"

Shizuo put away his short stick and turned around abruptly, and a whip leg slapped the young man's side face.

"Gudong!"

The two young men fell to the ground at the same time, and the muffled sound was uniform.