I followed the network cable longingly and looked from the base of the wall to the ground...
"Go downstairs!"
When He and Dabao were found by the group of green soldiers who had already come in, they found the stairs leading to the underground. In this villa, they discovered a wine cellar.
This wine cellar is scary. There are domestic brewing pots, European oak barrels used for wine making, rows of dusty wine racks filled with famous wines lined up against the wall, and shelves on the ground. There is a jar of vintage wine that has been completely sealed.
I don't know much about those foreign wines. I can't tell which one is Lafite and which one is Romanee-Conti, but I do recognize these ones with Chinese characters on them.
Maotai, Wuliangye, Xifeng, Laobaigan...
There are all kinds of wines, whether medium, high or low-end, all collected in this huge wine cellar.
However, the network cable was not coiled on this floor, but continued along the wall.
Could it be that there is a second underground floor in this villa?
I looked at Mr. Bao with doubts.
I asked tentatively: "Or, explode?"
Boss Dabao waved his hand: "With Lao Qiao's character, he can hide several kilograms of high explosives for you on the second underground floor. By then, the whole building might fly away."
He might really know Lao Qiao very well. I didn't even think about it. This thought never entered my mind. Which gangster would hide this thing in the basement? I've seen people hide millions in cash and let the bug bite them.
"Move those wine bottles to see if there is a secret door."
There are usually hidden doors in places like this in movies. I just thought of this scene, and then I said it to the green soldiers.
Unfortunately, my demands in the movie did not seem to be met. The group of green soldiers had already taken down all the wine from the wine racks and placed them on the floor. No secret door was found.
Da Bao frowned in deep thought, and then he lowered himself to sit on the wine vat next to him. As soon as he sat down, he stood up reflexively and immediately looked back.
Gala!
I heard a crisp churning sound of gears.
Immediately afterwards, I immediately lowered my body to push the bottle of wine. After pushing the bottle of wine back enough, it finally got stuck with a 'boom' sound.
bump.
The two wine cabinets spliced on the wall popped open like a door... and a staircase going down inside appeared in front of everyone.
well.
Da Bao always felt that it was particularly boring and sighed, complaining: "These charlatans are making mysteries!"
He was helpless.
If there is nothing wrong with this, who would have enough time to install this thing in their own home?
The green soldiers went over and raised their guns one after another. The moment a soldier opened the door, they all rushed down.
It was a very spacious room with obvious traces of life in it. The nine screens hanging on the wall were the entire Meneng monitoring network, and in the ashtray on the monitoring table, there were still half of them that had been extinguished for a long time. Cigarette butts.
Mr. Da Bao seemed to smell something and flapped his hand in front of his nose: "Smoking in such a sealed condition, is this suicide?"
He walked in, and I followed him. But when he entered the room, Mr. Bao said ostentatiously: "What did I say?"
In addition to the surveillance network on one wall of the house, the other wall was full of old ammunition boxes. I opened the one closest to me, and there was a box full of explosives inside.
I looked at Mr. Bao in confusion: "Is he sick? He smokes in a place like this?" I also took out a stick of dynamite and showed it to Mr. Bao.
Mr. Big Bao's answer was: "Isn't this the toughness that you people in the world envy the most?"
"It seems to be called 'even if I can't beat you, I'll give you a big nose', a typical idea of perish together."
I have nothing to say, I just feel...
"Come on, find the things quickly."
"Come on, let's all look for it together."
Mr. Bao didn’t let me feel it. He didn’t seem to want to stay here for a minute, and urged us to find the captured videos as soon as possible.
I walked towards the house, sat in front of the monitor and looked through each drawer carefully.
The first drawer was opened easily, and inside were files, small saw blades, screwdrivers, pliers and other tools placed everywhere. It seemed that every old man had such a tool box;
The second drawer contains a variety of firearm accessories, including springs, triggers, etc. Except for the lack of bullets, the things here are enough to assemble three or four guns. No wonder Old Qiao is so good at disassembling and assembling firearms;
The third drawer contains a few pencils and a diary. I am not interested in these things. To be precise, I am not interested in anything like books unless I can't sleep.
the fourth!
That was the drawer in front of me. When the drawer was about to be opened, an extremely sharp knife whose handle was manually polished with a grinding wheel appeared in front of me, as well as a shortened three-sided military spur.
I stared blankly at this military thorn. For a while, this kind of thing was rampant in the country, and countless people died in the hands of this thing in fights. This thing pierced a hole, and once it was pulled out, the person was disabled. …
Bang!
At this moment, there was a loud slamming of the door behind me. At that second, almost all the green soldiers stopped what they were doing and looked back, and so did I.
At the door, two men who were still dripping with fluid walked down the stairs. One was holding an ordinary military dagger in his hand and was tall and tall. The other was holding an ax in his hand and was stooped.
At that moment, I smelled the aroma of wine, the aroma of wine filled the room!
"Mr. Bao, you're fine!"
Mr. Big Bao looked at He Chuntian standing aside in surprise, and asked loudly: "Didn't you fucking say he's dead?"
He Chuntian quickly explained: "The whole video at that time...I...wasn't..." He Chuntian was dumbfounded by the question, and asked the man at the door: "Aren't you dead?"
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"
Lao Qiao stood at the door holding an ax, and Yang Rong stood in front of the door holding a dagger. He was laughing loudly, and the laughter continued to echo in this sealed space. There was only the dim light on the monitor in the whole room.
"Mr. Bao, if I don't die, why don't you dare come?"
Uh-huh!
All the green soldiers in the room raised their guns at the same time, and their guns were aimed at Old Joe at the same time.
"You fucking shoot!"
"One stray bullet can send us to the west together!"
With so many AKs aimed at him, Lao Qiao actually took a step under tremendous pressure. At that second, all the green soldiers were retreating.
With nervous expressions, they kept loosening their grip on the gun handle and then tightening it again. One of them even turned back to look specifically at Mr. Bao.
"There are only two of them, what are you afraid of!" He Chuntian shouted.
puff!
A three-pointed army stab penetrated the green soldier's left chest. In the dark environment, I said coldly: "Three!"
(End of chapter)
