Night falls and lights are on.

The entire Chong City is shrouded in colorful neon lights.

Urban area, near a high-end community.

Wu Bei and Wang Hailong appeared under the shade of the tree like two ghosts.

"What did I say? I must have to ride a basket along the way! Fortunately, I prepared a crotch protection artifact in advance!"

Wang Hailong pulled out a large piece of bed sheet from his crotch like a little resentful woman.

"I'm wronged."

Wu Bei squeezed out a smile.

"This place is not a state-owned hotel?"

Wang Hailong took out his cell phone and glanced at him, and asked a question with a glare.

Wu Bei did not answer, but squinted his eyes and looked at the security room at the entrance of the community.

"I know, you can't trust those three brothers. You deliberately throw out the smoke bombs. Damn it! You are so scheming!"

Wang Hailong suddenly reacted and looked at Wu Bei in surprise.

"I can't even trust you, otherwise I won't call you out."

Wu Bei then faced him and answered the truth.

Wang Hailong thought for a few seconds and said, "That's right, this is the real era where personal hearts are separated from each other. Not to mention friends who drink and eat, relatives and family members cannot believe them all, let alone those three people, except for Sun Ze, who give you some comradeship, they really can't say the other two."

"hehe."

Wu Bei did not deny it, which was considered as his accusation of his guess.

“Then this place is…”

Wang Hailong asked again the community opposite Wang Hailong pointed to the finger.

"A friend's house, but not there, there!"

Wu Bei grabbed Wang Hailong's arm and corrected him to a shop diagonally opposite them.

"Which shop is hanging on the Baiyiya sign?"

Wang Hailong spoke out curiously.

"right!"

Wu Bei nodded his head and lit a cigarette on his own.

At first he really planned to find Yan Ming directly, but later he considered that the risk was too great and he might not succeed, so he settled for the second best and was about to see Deng Can, who led him into the industry.

No matter how late she is in the entertainment industry, Deng Can must go back to the store to sleep every night. This is a rule that Wu Bei had learned a long time ago.

"When you have time, why don't you talk to me about Wang Ye?"

Wang Hailong didn't ask any more questions, and interrupted with a smile.

"He is the person..."

Wang Ye's appearance flashed through Wu Bei's mind, and then he shook his head: "I have great ambitions but no good intentions. I seem to be insulting, but I am extremely stupid. I seem to be very good at being a human being on the surface, but my heart is smaller than the needle eye. I never take revenge overnight. I can climb to where I am today. I feel that it depends on his younger brother Wang Junqi's help."

"Why are you so unfavorable to him?"

Wang Hailong was very interested and smacked his lips.

"But it's true that he has the ability to crush me now."

Wu Bei sighed and shook his head with self-deprecatingness.

"Do you think Wang Ye is currently in Chongshi?"

Wang Hailong continued to ask.

"Here! Must be there!"

Wu Bei nodded firmly.

The previous discovery of the dead student and the Mavericks at the intersection of the expressway proved that there must be more than one or two people who kidnapped the votes by Brother Wang. If there were other victims, they would never have the chance to send people out of Chongshi.

With so many "time bombs" that may sound at any time, even if Wang Ye's heart is bigger than his asshole, he will never move around casually. But in order to cover up his eyes, he must hide in a dark place to trade and instruct.

"Huh? The funeral home recruits corpse workers, ranging from 800 to 1,000 yuan a night. This job costs money."

Suddenly seeing the small advertisement on the telephone pole next to him, Wang Hailong immediately became interested.

"You don't think you're unlucky?"

Wu Bei frowned.

"The unlucky ones are always living people!"

Wang Hailong seemed to be really interested. Not only did he reveal the small advertisement, but he also carefully stored the contact number above, muttering in a low voice, and he would try it tomorrow night.

"Brother, are you short of money?"

Wu Bei asked amused and crying.

"If you don't have any, I will not be able to cross half of the city with you!"

Wang Hailong rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction.

"Beebee!"

While speaking, Deng Can's black "Mercedes-Benz" was on the high beam and slowly stopped at the door of his shop.

Then I saw Huang Zhuo jumping out of the driver's position and helping the drunk Deng Can down.

"The person you are looking for is here. Do you need me to be with you?"

Wang Hailong's mouth is nodded.

"If you can help me follow me, I'd be grateful!"

Wu Bei left ambiguously and walked over.

"Damn, can you be more fake?"

Wang Hailong looked down at the electric car and found that the car key was quietly pulled away by Wu Bei. He was so unhappy that he was silently thinking.

"Brother Deng!"

As soon as the two stepped into the store, they heard Wu Bei shouting behind them.

Deng Can immediately twisted his head, and Huang Zhuo stared at him even more alertly and growled: "What are you doing!"

"Haha, have you forgotten when I paid Han Wei back the 500,000 yuan for you?"

Wu Bei raised his head sarcastically.

"I have something to go into the house and say that it's not noticeable enough."

Deng Can swept his confused eyes and waved at Wu Bei.

The three of them went straight to the darkroom in the store.

Wu Bei was like a thirsty ghost. He grabbed the teapot on the table without any rules, sipped a few big mouthfuls of oxen in front of the spout, and then said unconsciously: "Yan Ming and I are together."

"Um!"

Deng Can didn't seem to be very surprised about his opening remarks, and he was very calm and slightly lightened.

"I want you to contact him for me, or tell him a few words for me."
Chapter completed!