"Jane, wait for us, what on earth did he say to you?" The group of people followed quickly.
That mysterious back figure remained in their hearts, and Zhou Jinbao's eyes showed deep thought.
They all had a hunch that they would meet again.
soon!
Patrick. Jane went back to his attic without seeing anyone. He had found a way to deal with Bloody John. He couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart. Now he had to identify the suspect first.
The memory palace was fully opened, and the people he had met and talked to in the past few years flashed through his mind one by one, and the movements of his hands never stopped.
Patrick. Jane decided to write down all the people he had met and talked to in CBI.
This may sound like a fantasy, but Patrick. Jane is sure of this.
Completely immersed in his own world, without eating or drinking.
But Zhuang Ming, who pushed this matter ahead of time, has already left gracefully. For him, it is just a small episode, and indeed, Patrick. Some of Jane's words indeed saved him a lot of things.
At night, the night view of Weaver Bay is very beautiful, and the crowd can't help but not decrease, it is much larger than during the day.
However, Zhuang Ming came to an abandoned factory on the outskirts of Weaver Bay. He was dressed in black and had a motorcycle belonging to a bosozoku that he had forcibly taken possession of on the roadside.
Like a ghost in the dark night.
The low exhaust pipe sound is very quiet, but it has an extremely powerful sound.
A beautiful flick, stop.
There was dim light coming from the abandoned factory, and it was impossible for Patrick. According to Jane's information, this is a foothold for the Blood Gang.
Dim lights came from the factory, and there were two people watching the wind in front.
Although the two of them were smoking and chatting, they were looking at the surrounding environment skillfully. There was a walkie-talkie strapped to their left shoulders so that they could report the situation at any time.
There are also some habitual small actions that can lead to quick reactions.
Although they are just ordinary people, such instinctive conditioned reflexes are no less than those of ordinary special forces soldiers.
As expected of the Blood Gang that has taken root in Weaver Bay, even if it is a small stronghold, the watchers have this level.
No wonder the government of Haidiao Kingdom cannot encircle and suppress them!
Zhuang Ming's face had put on a ferocious mask without knowing when, with blood-red lines.
Swish, swish, swish~
As if they heard something, the two stood up and looked around.
Zhuang Ming's figure had already disappeared.
"It's okay, it's probably a wild cat." He said into the intercom and pressed the intercom himself.
The two squatted down again, but there was already a mysterious figure behind them.
The ferocious skull mask looks very scary in the dim light of the night, making people feel terrified just by looking at it.
However, the two people in front of this mysterious figure didn't feel anything at all. Instead, they talked and laughed as if nothing had happened, sharing cigarettes and preparing to continue squatting down to watch the wind.
Kaka~
There was a sound of his neck being broken, a horrifying sound.
The cigarettes that had not been lit yet slowly fell from their hands and fell to the ground full of cigarette butts. Their pupils dilated, and their eyes revealed disbelief.
With her mouth wide open, she still wanted to shout, but her voice was silenced forever.
The look of death quickly spread in the eyes of the two people.
Zhuang Ming gently put the two people down, as if they were still talking, but in fact they had become cold corpses.
Tonight, this stronghold will cease to exist.
Silent steps, the footsteps clearly fell heavily, but there was no sound.
The abandoned factory still maintains the appearance of an abandoned factory, as if it was always like this. It is quiet and deep, with a faint echo coming from time to time.
In a monitoring room, a guy in a security uniform was swinging wantonly with headphones, not even seeing the scene that just happened at the door.
In fact, many people know about this stronghold, but no one dares to cause trouble. This is because the Blood Gang has almost established its own deep-rooted relationship network in Weaver Bay.
This is because the blood gang is so famous and high-tech is so advanced now, there are far fewer guards than before, because with just a walkie-talkie, the people inside instantly hold guns and rocket launchers to rush out.
Zhuang Ming stood there quietly and quietly opened the door of the monitoring room.
As if feeling a gust of wind blowing into his neck, the security guard turned his head in confusion, and instantly came face to face with Zhuang Ming.
His eyes were bulging and his mouth was wide open.
Just as he was about to scream, a knife slashed directly through the middle of his head, and time was frozen at this second forever.
Zhuang Ming took a look at the situation in the monitoring room, quickly reached out and knocked, then turned and left.
Pfft~
The frozen head split into two halves, hunched over both shoulders.
Bloody blood and turbid brain matter instantly sprayed everywhere, and the monitor screen was also filled with filth.
Bang~
呲呲～
Suddenly, the monitor that was still working normally suddenly became covered with snowflakes, followed by dazzling sparks and wisps of green smoke.
Zhuang Ming walked calmly towards the inside of the abandoned factory. He did not walk straight, but followed the clean ground.
The places where no one walks are covered with thick layers of dust, but the places where people walk are often cleaned, and you can tell there is something wrong at a glance.
Turn left and right, leading directly to small rooms, and standing at the door were two strong men in black clothes and sunglasses, like two door gods.
Huhu~
Zhuang Ming's figure flashed past the door of the small room like a gust of wind.
The two big black men didn't react at all and had already lost their lives.
Boom~
The head on the neck fell directly to the ground, and the incision looked like it had been cut by a laser, making it unimaginably smooth.
Pfft~
The blood from his neck spurted out of Lao Gao, directly onto the ceiling more than two meters high.
The thick blood made people's scalp numb just by looking at it, slowly falling from the ceiling.
But there was no sound inside.
"Ah~um~oh~fuck, be gentle, bastards, you bastards, wuwu~"
"Hahaha~~bitch!"
There was a woman's scream, curses, and wanton laughter coming from inside.
A flash of blood flashed in Zhuang Ming's eyes. Before he even entered, he knew what was happening inside.
Creak~
The door was pushed open directly by Zhuang Ming.
"What bastard, don't you know you won't accept me now?" A curse sounded.
However, when Zhuang Ming's figure suddenly appeared, the room suddenly seemed to be still.
He stared at the unknown guy wearing a skull mask with wide eyes.
Just as Zhuang Ming thought, there were three men and one woman in the room, practicing clinical fighting skills.
A small-looking white girl is actually playing this kind of game with three black men, together!
This endurance is also awesome!
This scene... is really a bit unbearable!
(End of chapter)
