Jiang Yan frowned slightly.

It seems that the plain-looking Ma Longbiao has a smart mind and a wide range of knowledge.

But it is not a good thing for a bad guy to be too smart.

Fortunately, if, as Dao Yinping said, the other party went to attend Mr. Xue's birthday today and will come back very late, or may not come back at all.

Then, they still have enough time to prepare.

Speaking of birthdays, it's already this time, and someone can still celebrate birthdays in a big way.

It sounds ridiculous.

Jiang Yan has many questions about the so-called "Mr. Xue".

However, there are a few unfamiliar owners next to her at the moment, so she can't interrogate Dao Yinping immediately for the time being. She has to wait until she finishes checking Ma Longbiao's lair.

"Brother Tao, there is nothing over at 2904." Two men holding fruit knives and kitchen knives came from next door and looked at Sun Jingtao and Jiang Yan and said.

Jiang Yan is not familiar with the two men, but she has seen them in the surveillance. They are old owners of Building A.

Sun Jingtao nodded.

"What are the remaining two rooms used for?" Jiang Yan glanced at 2904, whose door was open, and 2901, whose door was closed and a lot of debris was piled up at the door to deliberately block the door, and looked at Dao Yinping.

The dining table just now was moved out of 2904.

"2904 is Ma Longbiao and our room, 2901 is the warehouse." Dao Yinping, who had calmed down at this moment, was full of rebellious emotions.

He didn't want to answer at all.

But Ye Qing's gun was right next to him, so he had to answer.

"Warehouse? What is it for?" Jiang Yan raised her eyebrows.

Dao Yinping tilted his head nonchalantly, and said with an indifferent expression: "Everything is stored."

"Jiang Yan, Lao Liu and the others have been to 2904, and they said there is nothing. Why don't we go directly to 2901 to take a look." Sun Jingtao said, and took Ye Qing to 2901.

"You go first, I'll come later." Jiang Yan nodded.

She still decided to go to 2904 for a quick look.

While thinking, the person had already walked to the door.

Unlike 2902 and 2903, which were emptied out and turned into large bunk beds, 2904 had not changed much.

Except for the dining table, the original furniture and bedding in the house were all there.

The quilts on the beds in the three bedrooms were in a mess, and there were some cigarette butts scattered on the floor.

There was also a small brazier in the middle of the living room.

At first glance, there was really nothing.

Jiang Yan walked to the brazier, picked up the very thin metal fire stick on the ground, and rummaged around in the house.

Unexpectedly, she really found some things in the closet of the master bedroom:

a hand-cranked power bank, a box of mints, a box of coffee candies, half a bottle of leftover Moutai Prince Liquor, two bottles of unopened Xiaojin Liquor, a roll of nylon rope, several boxes of cigar matches, half a tin can of cigars made in China, and half a carton of leftover Chinese cigarettes.

There are only a handful of people in Anming City who can still enjoy these items now.

It is likely that the other party bought them for free during the high temperature period.

In the drawer of the bedside table, there are some indescribable items, which are full of evil taste.

Jiang Yan threw Hua Zi's things into the backpack behind her, holding a gun in one hand and a fire stick in the other, and left 2904.

Sun Jingtao and others stood at the door of 2901. They had already moved away the obstructions outside and were using fire axes to break down the door.

There were four rooms on the 29th floor, and the rest were open, only this one was locked tightly.

Dao Yinping shrank to the side with trembling legs.

His two palms, whose meridians were cut by Ye Qing, were now tightly wrapped with two rags, which temporarily stopped the bleeding.

After all, he would be needed later.

Bleeding from all three places, if he really fainted from excessive blood loss, it would not be very beneficial for them to interrogate him later.

"Auntie, why don't you kill me!" Dao Yinping almost knelt down when he saw Jiang Yan coming over, not knowing what Ye Qing had done to him just now.

He wanted to kneel down, but he couldn't do it at the moment.

That being said, Ye Qing's kick was indeed very cruel.

However, for such a villain, being ten or a hundred times more cruel would not be a big deal.

Dao Yinping would tear the wound there every time he took a step.

In ancient times, he could be sent directly to the palace.

Not to mention that the dignity of a man is gone.

The feeling of heart-wrenching pain in his bones really made him feel worse than death.

He could only move his steps slowly.

In addition, he really wanted to die. After all,

even if he didn't die in the hands of Jiang Yan and the others, Ma Longbiao and his gang would come back later and make him feel worse than death.

Jiang Yan didn't even raise her eyelids, and sneered directly, "Killing you, wouldn't it be a bargain for you?!"

"That's right!" Su Dai next to him also glared at Dao Yinping fiercely.

Dao Yinping heard this, looked at the wall next to him, gritted his teeth, and finally gave up the idea of ​​ramming it.

"By the way, Jiang Yan, this is the walkie-talkie found in the corridor, and it's still powered. Now there's no network, and I don't know what they can do with it." Su Dai handed the walkie-talkie in her hand to Jiang Yan.

"Of course it's used for remote communication." Jiang Yan said, reaching out to take it and flipping it over.

There is no logo on it, but it looks like a military walkie-talkie.

Ordinary walkie-talkies can only be used for two to three kilometers.

Such a military walkie-talkie, a powerful model, can be used for forty or fifty kilometers.

Su Dai was a little unbelievable: "Ah, isn't there no signal now?"

"The walkie-talkie can be used without a network signal." Jiang Yan smiled: "You know, the walkie-talkie was first invented during World War II."

Su Dai: "Ah?!"

"Motorola invented it." Jiang Yan added.

This time, Su Dai opened her mouth directly into an O shape.

"Take it first. If the other party calls, call me immediately." Jiang Yan said, turning up the volume of the intercom to the maximum and handing it back to her.

"By the way, who are those people outside?" Jiang Yan glanced at the fire door on the 29th floor that was now closed.

There were several men with weapons standing behind the door, blocking the door with their backs.

The people in the corridor outside seemed to have squeezed to the fire door.

From the sound, it seemed that they were tightly guarded by the owners who came down from upstairs with weapons.

Both sides were shouting and confronting each other loudly, and some people were crying and complaining, just like in a vegetable market.

These scenes and so many people were somewhat beyond Jiang Yan's expectations.

Su Dai said: "Those holding weapons are those who were not captured by Ma Longbiao's group and retreated to the 30th floor.

When Sun Jingtao came down just now, he called them to come along.

The people on the 31st floor should come down soon, but there are many things blocking the corridor and they need to move a lot of things.

They are all small groups that Tian Jiliang organized privately to fight against Ma Longbiao. Tian Jiliang woke up and knew that we were coming down. He said that if the time is right, we should call them to come together, because there is strength in numbers."

Jiang Yan narrowed her eyes: "Who are those without weapons?" (End of this chapter)