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Zheng Jun took the work permit, turned around and left with a serious expression.
Seeing this, Wu was secretly surprised by Wang Dabao's decisiveness and ruthlessness.
Meanwhile, the young man stared dumbfounded at everything happening in the room, opened his mouth but didn't dare to utter a sound, and took two steps back to shrink to the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed).
“Master Bao, I’ve heard a bit about these flower pickers. They usually have powerful backers and operate in secrecy. Your high-profile search for them might cause a lot of trouble.”
Then Wu said cautiously.
Wang Dabao's eyes narrowed, and an indescribable killing intent emanated from his body.
“I don’t care what kind of power you are. If you commit a crime in the family compound, there’s only one way out. Na Wu, this is a new era. The underworld and the law cannot coexist. Your current identity is barely acceptable, and I can let you retire here. But those underworld figures, since they dare to commit crimes in my territory, then I have no choice but to take their heads.”
Wang Dabao rolled his eyes and spoke each word with unwavering conviction.
Feng Biao chimed in, "Fifth Master, if you have any leads, hurry up and tell us. Otherwise, if things really get out of hand, you might not have any peace here either."
Those five backs were already soaked with sweat.
He won't be able to escape the things he did before if Wang Dabao wants to investigate. His life or death will depend entirely on Wang Dabao's word.
Although he didn't know who had taken Xiao Su away, if they wanted to take her out of Beijing, they would definitely have to follow the same path he had taken before.
He has indeed washed his hands of the business for many years, but if you are willing to inquire, you can still find clues.
Wang Dabao's gaze was as cold as a knife, which made Na Wu tremble. Now was not the time to think about anything else; his life was already in the other party's hands.
No matter how strict the rules of the underworld are, they can't be more important than your own old life!
Wang Dabao lit a cigarette for himself, giving Na Wu only that one cigarette's worth of time.
In less than a minute, Wang Dabao stuck the cigarette directly into the teacup.
Na Wu was startled. "Master Bao, I really don't know who did this. I haven't been on the streets for many years. Please give me some time to investigate. I will give you a definite answer before dawn."
The five men wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads and said, trembling.
Wang Dabao glanced at the time; it was almost 11 p.m.
"I can't give you that much time, two hours, only two hours."
After saying that, Wang Dabao looked at the young man by the kang who bore a resemblance to Wu.
The young man was so frightened by Wang Dabao's glance that he almost wet his pants. With a pout and trembling hands, he lifted the curtain and rushed out.
Wu Yi gritted his teeth and said, "Alright, Master Bao, it'll be two hours then. I'll let you know whether there's any news or not."
Wang Dabao nodded: "I'll be waiting for you in the duty room at the south gate of the steel rolling mill."
After saying that, Wang Dabao got up and left with Feng Biao.
The five men were breathing heavily. As soon as they relaxed, they plopped down on the ground.
At this moment, the young man lifted the curtain and ran in, stepping forward to help the fifth man up: "Old man, who is this person? Isn't two hours too tight?"
The five men's faces were grim. "Who is it? Someone who could take the lives of you and my son. If we don't find any clues in two hours, we might as well wait to die."
"Is it too late for us to run now?"
The young man said, his lips trembling.
Na Wu smiled bitterly: "Don't even think about running away, you'll die even faster that way."
Wang Dabao and Feng Biao returned to the steel rolling mill's duty room.
Now that it has been confirmed that Xiao Su was taken away by the flower seller, Wang Dabao instructed Feng Biao to send someone to the police station to file a case.
Zheng Jun arrived with his men; about twenty people crammed into the duty room, the only sounds being the crackling of matches and the sound of breathing.
"Zheng Jun, take the rest of you guys to the dorm for a nap. I'll have someone notify you if there's any news," Wang Dabao said, lighting a cigarette.
Zheng Jun sat on the windowsill of the duty room, with a cushion under his bottom: "Wang Ke, no need, I'll fall asleep and be awake for half a day. Besides, none of us are sleepy yet, we can just wait here."
Wang Dabao nodded, "Okay, then bring some chairs over so we can take a nap in the duty room."
The security team members were all beaming with excitement. Many of them had missed the last escort mission and were hoping to be able to carry out the mission with Section Chief Wang.
At 1:05 a.m., the fifth son arrived on his bicycle.
"Wang, Section Chief Wang, no, I mean Master Bao."
The fifth son jumped off his bicycle, pushed open the door of the duty room, and saw Wang Dabao. "Uncle Bao, my dad found out that those beggars are in a courtyard on the east side of Zhangcheng Commune over in Beishan."
Wang Dabao suddenly stood up. "Number of people? Do you have any weapons?"
"Eight people, five men and three women, they shouldn't have any firearms."
How certain are you about the information?
"100% accurate."
Wang Dabao smiled and patted the young man on the shoulder: "When you get back, tell your dad that if the person can be rescued unharmed, I'll have Feng Biao bring him two bottles of good wine."
Immediately afterwards, Wang Dabao turned to the team members in the duty room and asked, "Does anyone know the location I just mentioned?"
Before the team members could answer, the fifth son raised his hand and said, "Uncle Bao, I knew it. My dad told me to take you there."
Wang Dabao turned his gaze to Feng Biao.
Feng Biao walked out of the duty room, and a truck drove up shortly after.
Wang Dabao and Na Wu's son sat in the cab of the truck, while the rest of the people went into the truck bed.
Na Wu's son was named Na Xiaoming. According to Na Xiaoming's explanation, it would take an hour to get to Zhangcheng Commune by bicycle and about half an hour by car.
When the truck was about one kilometer away from Zhangcheng Commune, it turned off the engine to avoid alerting the enemy.
Twenty team members got off the vehicle to organize their equipment, a scene that terrified Xiaoming.
Led by Xiaoming, Wang Dabao and his group did not enter the village, but went straight to the courtyard at the foot of Beishan Mountain.
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