In Jiang Yan's opinion, Ma Longbiao and the scarred man were vicious enough.
But compared with Zhao Nianzu and Xue Dazheng, they were just scum who could not stand up to the public.
As for that old Mo, he sounded like a senior official.
And he spoke in a serious manner, with a certain momentum and majesty.
Jiang Yan's nerves had subconsciously tensed up.
To be on the safe side, she could not crawl forward any further, so she simply let the Piranha Plant in her hand go out, "Huabao, go and have a look."
"Hehehe!" Okay, Mom!
Huabao couldn't be too far away from her, but from her current crawling position to the air-conditioning outlet, it was less than three meters away.
Huabao, who turned into a transparent gas, quickly sneaked to the air-conditioning vent, turned its grinning head into a piece, and poked it out.
At this moment, it looked like it was invisible, but Jiang Yan could see it as usual.
In just three seconds, Hua Bao turned his head with his teeth bared:
"Hehehe!" Mom, I smell the scent of gold bars! A lot! In the room! ! After
Hua Bao finished speaking, he hungrily stretched out his scarlet tongue to lick his fangs.
Jiang Yan was delighted: "Be patient and explore again!"
"Hehehe!" OK!
Hua Bao turned around and described the scene in the room to Jiang Yan bit by bit.
The room looked like a conference room.
There were two oil heaters in the corner, warm.
There were large boxes full of stuff on the conference table.
Hua Bao smelled the scent of gold bars, which came from the three inconspicuous iron boxes near the old man's seat.
As for the remaining boxes, they looked like they were made of leather.
I don't know what was in them.
I could faintly smell the pungent smell of formalin.
There were only three people at the scene.
One was an old man with half-white hair, sharp eyes and a thin figure.
The other two were middle-aged men in their thirties with burly figures.
One of them had a face full of flesh, with bruises on his hands and body, and a scar like an earthworm on the upper right corner of his forehead.
He had sinister eyes and a fierce look. He was the person in charge of Golden Shield Security, Zhao Nianzu.
But at this moment, Zhao Nianzu's face was no longer arrogant and cruel, and
he looked servile from head to toe. The other one, wearing a large string of sandalwood Buddhist beads on his hands and a washed white Zhongshan suit, had a kind look. He was Xue Miaomiao's uncle, Xue Dazheng, who looked kind but had a black heart.
It was said that he was in charge of most of the Xue family's black industries.
And he seemed to have immigrated to a foreign country in his early years, a small country that had no extradition agreement with the country.
"Knock, knock, knock!" Someone knocked on the door, and a crisp female voice came from outside the door, "Grandpa."
Zhao Nianzu looked at the old man for instructions, "Mr. Mo?"
The old man nodded slightly.
After Zhao Nianzu got his permission, he turned around and strode to the door, opened it, bowed respectfully and looked at the person outside the door: "Miss Mo."
A young girl with a heroic appearance, red lips and white teeth, and excellent temperament appeared at the door.
She wore a black tights and high boots, and had a good figure with curves.
There was a black tactical waist bag buckled around her waist, and judging from the shape, it should have a pistol.
"Miss Mo." Xue Dazheng also stood up with a smile on his face.
The girl raised her face a little arrogantly, and ignored Zhao Nianzu and Xue Dazheng who greeted her politely, but walked straight towards the old man.
Hua Bao specifically told Jiang Yan that the other party had big waves and smelled of perfume.
Big waves, perfume
Jiang Yan was thoughtful.
In such a doomsday environment, most women have their hair cut short.
It is not only for the convenience of care, but also for self-protection.
Beauty and ugliness are no longer worth mentioning compared to saving lives and filling stomachs.
People who can still wear red lips, big waves and use perfume are not ordinary pampered.
My luck today is really amazing.
I originally came to find a few small security guards' nests.
As a result, I met a bunch of big fish and discovered a shocking secret.
"Yaoyao, come here quickly." The old man smiled kindly and waved to the girl kindly.
"Grandpa, another helicopter has arrived. Should we go back? It's getting late." Mo Shiyao walked up to the old man, grabbed his hand, and shook it gently a few times.
Jiang Yan was shocked.
Fortunately.
The appearance of the second helicopter outside should force Sun Jingtao and Ye Qing to act much later.
Otherwise, if they rushed up as planned, they would probably be wiped out.
The situation of this group of people is far beyond the imagination of several people.
The key is that there is no equipment to contact Ye Qing and others.
Speaking of equipment.
Jiang Yan thought of the intercoms pinned to the chests of the guards outside the door.
She frowned and thought about it, then took out an electromagnetic interference filter from the space [Inventory Area].
That device can destroy the intercom connection of several people at close range.
But for now, it cannot be used temporarily.
Keep it on hand first.
Although she has not noticed any surveillance equipment for the time being, she still found a camera interference blocker as well. Keep it
on hand as well.
"By the way, Mr. Mo, do you want to inspect this batch of goods in person?" Xue Dazheng said, his hand already reaching for one of the leather boxes.
"No, it's scary to see bloody things in the middle of the night." The old man patted his granddaughter's hand and stood up.
Jiang Yan: "." No wonder I smelled formalin.
What on earth are these people doing in secret?
The old man in the house finished speaking, and his shrewd eyes swept over the iron box, saying:
"These gold bars were all shipped from the official vault, and the quality is beyond reproach. But now, this gold has long lost its value, why do you still collect this thing?"
"Well, it is said that family disgrace should not be made public, but since it is asked by Mr. Mo, I will not hide it. Miaomiao, that kid, insisted on doing something like hiding a beautiful woman in a golden house--"
Xue Dazheng coughed lightly, then stroked the Buddhist beads on his wrist, and said, "He found some skilled craftsmen and said he wanted to make a batch of pure gold bird cages."
Xue Dazheng said this and did not continue.
Putting the beautiful woman in a golden house and the bird cage together, anyone with a discerning eye knows what he is going to do.
The key is that he doesn't want one, but a batch.
It's really extravagant.
"Hehe, Xue Miaomiao's bad taste, how come it hasn't changed for so long?!" Mo Shiyao snorted in a mocking tone.
Xue Dazheng's face was a little embarrassed, but he didn't know what to say.
As for Zhao Nianzu, he had already chosen to automatically turn invisible.
The old man smiled and said, "Yaoyao, this is called the little hobby of young people, you don't understand."
"What little hobby? It's obviously perverted!"
Mo Shiyao said mercilessly, and then urged the old man:
"Grandpa, let's go back! If you stay up late again, your granddaughter's beauty sleep these days will be in vain."
"Haha, good, good." The originally majestic old man now looked kind.
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