Tonight is a full moon and cloudless.
No. 365 Binhai Road, Hope Primary School.
After a few months, we welcomed guests again.
On the dark long road, two bright yellow headlights swayed straight in. As the engine stopped, a large jeep parked at the school gate.
Jackal, who was wearing a suit and collar, opened the door and got out of the car. He looked around, then looked up at the looming outline of the building in the dark, and sneered: "I'll choose a place for myself!"
His mood has been extremely bad these two days. He asked someone to check Mazilian's bank account information, but he didn't know the result. This card number cannot be checked and dare not be checked, which means that 25 million has been wasted and there is no possibility of getting it back!
For a moment, Jackal had to wonder if Pockmarked Face had already been prepared to take it for himself.
The words trailed off.
But I saw the outline of a figure appearing in the darkness. It turned out to be Little Wolf. Wearing a dark blue vest and holding a saber in his hand, he came straight to Jackal and whispered: "Fifth brother, Mazi and the two have never been here before."
In the past two days, Xiaolang and his brothers came to Hope Elementary School early to set up an ambush, but they never expected to find any trace of Mazi.
"Brother, this guy won't just take the money and run away with the blood jade, right?"
Xiaolang's tone couldn't help but be a little worried.
This kind of thing is not impossible. If it is true, not to mention losing his wife and losing troops, how should the boss, One-Eyed Owl, explain it.
"No, he wouldn't dare!"
Jackal shook his head slightly and said in a determined tone:
"Mazi has the blood jade in his hand now, and he is still qualified to trade with me. Once he runs away incognito and waits for the boss to find him, he may not be able to survive or die."
The little wolf was startled, then nodded vigorously.
He didn't believe in Mazi's courage, but he believed in the boss's one-eyed owl's methods. This was definitely not the first time for them to steal treasures, but no one had ever been able to truly swallow something.
That's why the brothers feared the one-eyed owl more than they respected him.
As the saying goes, evil people will be punished by evil people!
"Let's go in and wait."
Jackal raised his wrist and glanced at his watch.
Seven fifty.
There are still ten minutes left before the appointed time.
Jackal adjusted his collar and walked toward the teaching building. He wanted to see what the pockmarked face could do!
His money is not that easy to get!
…
The walls of the building are covered with vines, and there are faint traces of cracks after the fire burned.
A huge bonfire was burning on the first floor.
"Fifth brother, sixth brother."
"Fifth brother, sixth brother."
When a dozen men with fierce faces saw the jackal and the little wolf coming in together, they all got up from the worn-out wooden blocks.
Jackal nodded slightly and asked directly: "Is there a problem here?"
"We found that there were not only traces of fighting on the third and fourth floors, but also many craters." One of his subordinates replied.
Hearing this, Jackal couldn't help but frown.
His suspicious temper made him think more.
How can there be so many coincidences in the world? There must be a deep meaning in choosing this place for pockmarked face to trade. Could it be...
There are other people behind him. Are they cooperating or manipulating?
"Is there Brother Pai upstairs?" Jackal said.
"Yes, they all have guns in their hands!"
Xiaolang immediately replied: "There is also a sniper rifle aimed specifically at the outside. If they come, we will know it immediately."
Jackal nodded and looked at his phone again.
Seven fifty-five.
I don't know why, but suddenly, I had a bad premonition in my heart.
His preparation still seemed inadequate.
When this thought arose, Jackal subconsciously glanced at the brothers standing around him. In front of these people, ordinary criminals were just insignificant and not worth mentioning at all.
'Mazi, what can the two of them do! ' Jackal thought to himself.
"Have a cigarette."
The jackal came to the door, blocked the wind, lit the tobacco, took a deep breath, and looked up ahead.
The soft moonlight shines on the grassy dirt road, and the distant silhouette is faintly visible.
"The moonlight is so bright tonight."
He couldn't help but think.
He glanced up subconsciously.
In front of the silver-gray moon disk.
A man in pitch-black armor was standing on the edge of the top floor of the teaching building.
He looked down at the sparks that ignited from time to time below, with a ferocious smile on his lips.
Fallen leaves swirled and drifted down.
But there was no trace of anyone.
…
A room located in the corner of the fourth floor.
The two murderers stay here.
One of them held a sniper rifle in his hand and leaned against the window edge with his eyes on the scope to observe the situation outside.
"How's it going? Are the pockmarked people here?"
Another person held melon seeds in his palm, spat out the shells, and asked casually.
"There's not even a single figure, but counting the time, it should be almost eight o'clock." The sniper replied.
"He is good at choosing a place. There is a musty smell everywhere here. After eating a few melon seeds, he ate a mouthful of ashes."
The man complained with an unhappy expression.
"Who told you to carry those melon seeds with you no matter what?"
The sniper complained speechlessly, and then couldn't help but asked curiously: "What do you think the pockmark is for? Money?"
suddenly.
The sound of eating melon seeds behind him disappeared, and quietly he could only hear his gradually heavier breathing.
The sniper swallowed and moved his eyes slightly, but when he saw a figure on the window sill in front of him, the muscles in his arms tightened suddenly, and he reached out to pull out the pistol from his waist.
Phew~
The slender and sharp spearhead penetrated the heart and passed through the chest.
Without even having a chance to lower his head and take one last look, his consciousness dissipated in an instant.
inside the house.
A ferocious ghost's face emerged from the shadow, and he was holding another person's neck in his hand. The murderer's face was red, and he beat the arm desperately, but in vain. He heard a crunching sound, and his throat was suddenly cut off.
"Two on the third floor and one on the second floor."
Yang Chao passed through the wall, looked at Li Kui's armor with envy, and said softly.
armor,
That’s a man’s romance!
Li Kui nodded, stepped back, and disappeared instantly.
…
…
8:05.
Jackal stared at the hands on his watch, his expression so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip from his face.
No one came!
Did he really take the money and run away?
Many speculations ran through my mind.
Suddenly, as if he thought of something, Jackal turned around and asked Xiaolang: "How many minutes has it been since the brother upstairs reported the situation?"
"five minutes."
Xiaolang replied immediately.
As soon as this conversation came out, the dozen or so people in the building stood up one after another as if they had been stimulated, with expressions of some surprise and uncertainty.
"ask!"
Jackal opened and closed his palms nervously, and shouted directly: "Let's see what's going on."
Just when Xiaolang was about to pick up the walkie-talkie.
A shrill scream rang in everyone's ears, and they all turned their heads to look.
Immediately, he saw slender and dark tentacles piercing a person's chest, dragging him deeper into the darkness.
The fire was extinguished.
"Hold!"
After cursing briefly, Jackal picked up his pistol and fired several shots!
Bang bang bang.
The firelight that lit up from time to time showed the Jackal's uncertain face.
The rabbit rises and the falcon falls.
The sound disappeared.
Until someone turned on a flashlight and looked into the corridor, they saw a body covered in bullet holes, vomiting blood, and looking straight at them.
