“There is a situation.”

Azu was right in the driver's seat, pressing his palm on Zhong Wenze's thigh, and whispered:

"Someone is here."

"I know, I'm not blind."

Zhong Wenze was half lying in the passenger seat. He first looked at the palm of Azu pressing his thigh, and then looked at him:

"You don't need to hold my thigh when someone comes, right? I'm not interested in men."

When talking.

Zhong Wenze's legs, which stretched out from the window, were still shaking rhythmically.

It looks really leisurely.

"Fall!"

Azu rolled his eyes unhappily when he heard this.

He naturally knew that Zhong Wenze was joking, but what was important was Zhong Wenze's mentality.

Seeing Zhong Wenze so calm and leisurely, Azu was no longer so nervous and his mentality was relaxed.

While they talk.

At the intersection directly in front of the front of the car, a middle-aged man appeared at the intersection and walked towards the entrance in the middle of the parking corridor.

The middle-aged man is thin and not tall, with a head-on appearance, which gives people a short and concise look.

While walking, he half-lowed his head's gaze but kept looking around and scanning.

With his appearance.

Many guys who had originally turned into a passerby, a cleaner and other roles looked at the middle-aged man with a faint look, and then continued to start the role-playing at hand.

The middle-aged man walks very quickly.

In a few breaths, I walked to the entrance in the middle of the corridor.

He first looked up at the corridor, and then stepped out his legs, which were originally going to walk in, and suddenly retracted them, tilted his head to look at the car on the side of the road.

In the car.

It is Zhong Wenze and Azu.

After seeing the middle-aged man's gaze, Azu was stunned for a moment, then his hands unnaturally touched the steering wheel, pretending to be waiting for someone.

"how?"

Zhong Wenze was not panicked at all. He raised his body slightly and looked out the window. He narrowed his eyes slightly with the cigarette in his mouth. His eyes looked at the middle-aged man. His feet that stretched out of the car window were still shaking rhythmically, looking dull:

"Stop, what are you looking at? Have you never seen a handsome guy?!"

The middle-aged man glanced at Zhong Wenze with an expressionless face, let out a heavy sigh, and then ignored Zhong Wenze and stepped upstairs.

"cut."

Zhong Wenze snorted disdainfully, picked up the newspaper beside him and read it:

"You are handsome, even a man wants to look at me more. It's a sin, a sin."

"Idiot."

When the middle-aged man heard Zhong Wenze’s murmuring, he cursed in a low voice, shook his head and stopped pausing into the corridor:

"It's really unlucky. You can encounter such mental retardation when you go out, and you're convinced."

If it weren't for something to do today, he really wouldn't mind cleaning up this little guy.

Behind.

Azu watched middle-aged man walk into the corridor and walk up the corridor, and his originally nervous mood also relaxed a little.

"Brother Ze."

Azu came over and whispered to the middle-aged position: "Are he scolding us just now? Look at his mouth shape."

"He is praising us."

Zhong Wenze was smoking a cigarette leisurely and grinning, "I know how to speak lips. He praised us as the number one handsome guy in Hong Kong."

"real?"

Azu looked at Zhong Wenze with some uncertainty: "He just said two words. Are there so many words translated? Don't bully me before I've read it."

“It’s so real.”

Zhong Wenze deeply patted his chest with consent to make a guarantee: "Be confident, we are just handsome guys, what's wrong with being praised by others?"

"It seems that the same is true."

Azu looked at himself in the mirror in the car and stroked his hairstyle: "Well, it's not bad, it's really handsome."

After saying that.

He said to the headset: "Everything is natural, pay attention to movement at any time, and the target is connected to the Internet."

upstairs.

The middle-aged man followed the steps to the second floor, turned right and walked a few meters before stopping in the second room bent his fingers and knocked on the wooden door panel with his joints.

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

Three very rhythmic knocks sounded.

After pausing for two seconds in the middle, he repeated the rhythm of knocking on the door just now.

A few seconds later.

The door opens from inside.

A middle-aged man appeared at the door. After seeing the thin middle-aged man, he nodded and signaled him to come in, then poked his head out, looked outside and confirmed that there was no abnormality before closing the door.

In the room.

On the table in the hall, there are two canvas bags filled with bags of banknotes, which are very visually impactful.

Six men were each spread out in the room, either lowering their heads to wipe the guns in their hands or fiddling with the banknotes on the table.

"Brother Yuan!"

After entering the house, the thin middle-aged man walked towards the middle-aged Liu Yiyuan in the middle.

Liu Yiyuan is about thirty years old and is 1.78 meters tall, which is quite outstanding among this group of people.

He has a popular face and is wearing a very simple gray jacket, which is the kind that can be perfectly integrated into the crowd.

If the most obvious feature is that there is a faint scar at the corner of his mouth.

It should be the traces left by the knife cutting, which is very shallow.

"Um."

Liu Yiyuan nodded lightly and glanced at the middle-aged man up and down: "How is it? What's going on outside?"

"There are police officers searching the streets everywhere and checking their ID cards."

The thin man replied concisely: "I have basically found out about Ergou and the others."

"They were in a group of four, and all three of them left quickly and were directly killed by grenades. The process was quite painful, but fortunately they died quickly and did not suffer much pain."

This sentence sounds strange.

After hearing his words, the other six people just looked up at him and continued to focus on what they were doing.

"Um."

Liu Yiyuan nodded expressionlessly and said that he knew: "Where is Ergou? Are they ambushed?"

"Ergou is not dead, but he has been detained in the hospital by the police. I heard that he has a broken leg."

The thin man continued to report what he had found out: "It shouldn't be ambushed, but an accidental event."

"I heard that there were only two people on the scene. Somehow, the explosion occurred. Ergou and the others fled. When the police arrived, the scene was over."

"Maybe, I met my colleagues."

They don’t know what the specific situation of the crime scene is, so they can only listen to external news inferences and speculations.

"Um."

Liu Yiyuan repeated a word again, like a robot, and then he jumped off the table:

“As planned.”

"This place is no longer safe. I will take action against the next bank tonight and leave directly after success."

"Can!"

Everyone responded and agreed with Liu Yiyuan's order.

They are all a group of people who lick blood from the edge of the knife, very reckless.
To be continued...