"Hey helmsman, look over there, what's that group of women doing huddled together?"
Zhao Xiaoyue glanced at it and said, "It's probably that celebrity. The fans are chasing after him for autographs."
Zhang Xiaomeng was not interested in flashy but superficial celebrities, so he said, "These people are really boring. What's so great about following celebrities?"
"Everyone has their own preferences. You may not understand them, but you must respect them."
After Situ Ming coldly summoned Wang Biao to drive away these moth-like women, he was disheartened to find that the person he was waiting for had long since left.
When Zhao Xiaoyue and Zhang Xiaomeng walked towards the small apartment, they took a detour.
"Steward, it's getting dark. Are we really going to take this highway? The coastal expressway is no joke."
Zhao Xiaoyue: "Didn't you want to know who was following us? Why don't we just go around in circles and find out?"
As Zhang Xiaomeng turned the steering wheel, he asked, "What if this is the same group of people as last time?"
"Lead them to a no-man's land, then we'll find out by asking them!"
“Hmm,” Zhang Xiaomeng nodded, “That’s right. Let’s go to Lane 7, Harbor Sixth Street Wharf. It’s quiet there.”
"Let's go."
Lane 7, 6th Street Pier, is basically a gathering place for thugs. It's lively during the day, but at night you won't find a soul in sight.
It's said that many, many people died in this place before; it's a mass grave or something, so it's quite terrifying.
Ordinary thugs don't stay here for long, especially at night.
Last time, to verify that they were being followed, they took the coastal expressway to reach the city center.
That time it was during the day, and now it's nighttime and I'm walking here again, and there isn't a single car, not even a single insect chirping.
When I parked the car in Lane 7, I didn't see any cars following behind.
"Sir, they won't refuse to come in, will they?"
"Let's go inside and take a look."
Zhang Xiaomeng shrank back, "What's so good about this pitch black?"
Zhao Xiaoyue had changed out of her blue dress and put back on her white T-shirt, jeans, and sneakers. Her hair was a bit long, so she tied it into a ponytail.
"Just by looking at you, I can tell you've never been through the harsh realities of life. Don't you know that people are far more terrifying than ghosts?"
"Huh? Oh!"
Zhang Xiaomeng... well, to put it in ancient terms, this guy was a free-born son, but both his parents were deceased.
He grew up with the uncles and aunts in the gang, you could say he grew up eating food from many families, so he felt that everyone around him was a good person.
Later, through training and competitions, he became Zhao Xiaoyue's personal driver.
By the faint moonlight, they arrived at a particularly spacious square.
"Is this the place known as the mass grave?" Zhao Xiaoyue looked around curiously.
Zhang Xiaomeng felt a bit cold. "Yes, this place is a gathering place during the day, but it's mostly petty thieves who come here to make transactions. There's no one here at night."
As he spoke, he shuddered, “There’s an abandoned factory to the left. It used to be a tire recycling plant, but it went out of business.”
"They've come in."
Inside the empty old factory building, Zhang Xiaomeng and Zhao Xiaoyue hid at the corner of the stairs. By the dim moonlight, they could roughly see seventeen or eighteen burly men entering through the door.
The factory was empty except for a staircase leading to the second floor.
The leader was a person wearing a white robe, which completely covered his head, making it impossible to see his face.
The rest were thugs, of all skin colors, including yellow, black, and white.
Zhao Xiaoyue exclaimed, "Wow! The Auspicious Three Treasures?"
Zhang Xiaomeng: "The Lucky Three Treasures? Who are they? Are they very powerful?"
Zhao Xiaoyue: "Asking so many questions isn't like you, Meng Ge."
Oh, then he won't ask anymore.
The man in the white robe gave orders, and the thugs scattered to search.
They quickly located the stairs to the second floor.
Do they have weapons?
Zhao Xiaoyue looked at the big guy like he was an idiot. "Do you think they're as law-abiding as I am?"
"Then what do we do?" Zhang Xiaomeng asked. "We don't have any invincible shields or iron shirts!"
Zhao Xiaoyue glanced at the terrain; it was very good and open, and if they went out, they would be sitting ducks.
"Go up to the second floor."
The second floor is lined with machine tools, and there are many iron frames.
Mr. Zhao found a suitable iron rod, tested its feel, and found it to be just right, neither too light nor too heavy.
She handed one to Zhang Xiaomeng, saying, "One of you guard one side of the door; just knock them out."
"What if you knock too hard and it dies?"
Zhao Xiaoyue: "We've already asked Brother Tao to handle it, what else can we do? Most of these people are illegal immigrants, do you think anyone will check? You're dreaming!"
The metal staircase rattled loudly.
It popped out... one stick, drag it away!
If it pops up again... drag it away with a stick!
The people behind stopped, and the remaining eleven or twelve people rushed in.
Upon entering, they unleashed a barrage of shots.
The bullets collided with the steel, producing a loud clanging sound.
Whew~~
That was close!
The captain hasn't delivered the motorboat he promised him yet; it can't just go down like this.
The dozen or so people underground searched the area but couldn't find anyone, so they moved slowly back to back.
They were certain that the person their boss wanted to kill was inside this house.
Zhao Xiaoyue held onto the horizontal bar in mid-air with one hand, pressed against the wall, and threw the iron rod to the other side with the other hand.
Clang!
The sound sent chills down the spines of more than a dozen people.
Another round of free shooting ensued.
Guns, well, bullets... there's a limited quantity.
Zhang Xiaomeng blinked. "That's about enough!"
Zhao Xiaoyue grimaced twice, but it still wasn't quite right.
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