The abandoned cemetery where Lao Mo and the others lived was now completely shrouded in night, and time quietly passed, approaching midnight.
Most people had already fallen asleep, with only a few corners still flickering with faint and unstable lights, like ghostly fires in the dead of night.
Old Mo tucked half of his body into his sleeping bag, but leaned his upper body against a cold, icy tombstone.
He frowned deeply, his eyes, which had been slightly narrowed, were now fixed on a certain spot in the night sky, his gaze sometimes lost and sometimes focused.
He would occasionally raise his hand, take a deep drag on the cigarette burning in his hand, and the smoke would rise in the darkness before quickly dissipating.
After a while, Lao Mo suddenly shuddered, as if a flash of inspiration had struck him, as if he had suddenly remembered something important.
"Where's Wang Jun? Why hasn't he come back yet?"
He muttered to himself in a low voice, a hint of unease in his tone.
Immediately afterwards, he raised his voice and called out loudly.
"Wang Jun!"
However, the only response he received was the occasional soft snores in the cold night; even the chirping of insects had vanished without a trace, and the whole world fell into a deathly silence, so quiet it was eerie.
Old Mo anxiously looked around, hoping to catch a glimpse of Wang Jun or hear his reply.
However, the surroundings remained pitch black and silent, without any movement. Helpless, Old Mo angrily threw the cigarette butt on the ground, muttering curses under his breath.
"Hold!"
Just then, Gao Sheng, who was lying not far from Lao Mo and had not yet fallen asleep, turned his head with a cold smile on his face.
"Boss, I told you long ago that kid is unreliable, haha..."
Gao Sheng's tone was full of sarcasm and disdain.
After saying that, he turned his head back, without saying anything more.
In the afternoon, he received a call from Jiang Sheng, the mastermind behind the scenes. Jiang Sheng urgently ordered them to find a suitable opportunity to take action as soon as possible, and this time they had to pull off a big heist, and then immediately leave the area.
According to intelligence from external sources, the public security authorities have taken action to strictly seal off the entire county and several key locations in the surrounding area.
This included the headquarters of Panlong Group under Xiao Weiguo's name, his luxurious villa, and even his courtyard house in Xiaotun.
It can be said that wherever Xiao Weiguo is associated, there are a large number of well-trained security personnel, and a large number of plainclothes police officers are hidden in the shadows, always on high alert.
Given the current situation, it is almost impossible to find an opportunity in the next few days.
Old Mo cursed Jiang Sheng in his heart.
"That damn bastard! Why did he have to pretend to be in control and reveal to Xiao Weiguo that he was the mastermind behind everything?"
Now that they know we exist, how could they not be more vigilant?
My side only has about twenty people. Compared with the powerful forces that Xiao Weiguo possesses, we are just insignificant ants in Shang County, while he is an enormous elephant!
Thinking of this, a deep sense of despair welled up in Lao Mo's heart.
Keep pretending, you'll get struck by lightning sooner or later.
However, despite his fear and reluctance, he dared not disobey Jiang Sheng's orders.
At this moment, he felt as if he were trapped in an inescapable cage, and he could only rack his brains to think of a strategy to deal with the current predicament.
Moreover, they also had to face a relentless pursuit and interception by the police.
In this bitterly cold weather, it's hard to find even a decent place to stay, let alone a warm and comfortable hotel.
Left with no other choice, they had to spend the night huddled in this eerie, stench-filled graveyard.
However, Lao Mo simply did not have the courage to disobey Jiang Sheng's orders.
Because only he knew best what terrible consequences would come if he dared to disobey that ruthless, devilish figure.
Jiang Sheng only needed to move his mouth slightly to easily make his life vanish in an instant.
Working with such a person is like asking a tiger for its skin; if you're not careful, you'll become a delicious meal in the mouth of that ferocious tiger.
Upon hearing this, Wang Jun, who had been inseparable from him, had a sudden idea. He leaned close to Wang Jun's ear and whispered his plan.
It turned out that while other places were heavily guarded and well-defended, there was one place that the enemy would never have expected.
That place was the Panlong Textile Factory, which they had just raided last night.
It should be noted that this place has already undergone a thorough search and investigation by a large number of police officers, and has just experienced a catastrophe, leaving it in ruins and devastation.
It would be hard for anyone to imagine that these thugs who dared to commit such atrocities here would be so audacious as to return to this place and bring disaster upon it once again.
Faced with Wang Jun's seemingly bold yet ingenious suggestion, Lao Mo initially frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.
However, his eyes soon lit up, and a faint smile appeared on his lips, clearly indicating that he had already approved of Wang Jun's idea.
As the saying goes, "the most dangerous place is often the safest place," and this strategy of keeping things out of one's own sight is indeed a brilliant idea.
After some discussion, everyone finally agreed to continue with the textile factory as the location for the next crime. This time, they would go all out and do something big.
As for the scale, it's not as simple as killing a few people. They prepared a large amount of gunpowder, intending to blow up the entire textile factory and deliver the most fatal blow to Xiao Weiguo and Panlong Group.
As evening fell, Wang Jun realized that after this job, he might never have the chance to come back.
The case they are about to handle is virtually unique in the country and is sure to cause a huge uproar.
At that time, not only in Shang County, but even in the entire Dragon Kingdom, there will be no place for them to stay.
So, he suggested going home to see his mother one last time before committing the crime. This was perhaps the only vestige of his humanity.
Lao Mo agreed to Wang Jun's request without hesitation.
The things Wang Jun did deserve to die ten times over. He's already become part of their group, so there's no need to worry about him betraying them.
As for going home to see one's family one last time before leaving, that's only natural.
Everyone knew in their hearts that after this, they would never have the chance to set foot on the land where they had grown up.
Wang Jun had agreed that he was just sending some money home, saying goodbye, and would be back soon.
But it's almost midnight now, less than three hours before the scheduled operation, and Wang Jun still hasn't returned.
Old Mo began to worry.
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