Hidden Assassin

Tan Junrong continued to be depressed.

The fact that something happened half an hour ago was unexpected, and he turned off his phone, of course, not because he was really afraid that someone would find him -- OK, you have to admit, there was a little bit of fear —— he was a little uncertain about Banana's gangster identity at the time, and by the way, Uncle Gu wouldn't lie to him, but Uncle Gu shouldn't have found a lunatic to spread the word about something like this. After the first call, the angry banana brother kept calling, and after the call, he kept calling, and he kept ringing, and he had to turn it off, 100 times.

Speaking of the relationship with Uncle Gu, it is actually a bit complicated. He has some relationship between the black and white of the river and sea. He was an old priest of his father's, and later helped himself to do a lot of things, such as contact the gangster to help beat people, help arrange a hero to save the beauty in front of a woman, etc. Uncle Gu won't tell his father about these things, so Tan Junrong also believed him very much, of course, or wanted to kill people. It was too much of a fuss, and he really ventilated with his father, and then his father deliberately sent someone to set himself up with him - for now, this is the most acceptable assumption he can accept, so it's not long before he thought about whether to call Uncle Gu again, Xingshi to ask guilt.

The idea of trying to kill someone was already clear in my mind, I made a quick phone call, who knew the process didn't match expectations - and the inconsistency was really too weird, it was like he was drenched in a barrel of cold water, sat there messy thinking for half a day, and sometimes wanted to call Uncle Gu, and sometimes wanted to call his father, and was wondering how likely Gu Jia Ming really was, should we try again, think about the previous threats, feel humiliated, want to kill this guy, nothing said! But in the end, within half an hour, nothing can be done.

He's lost his temper, his emotions are messed up, it seems he shouldn't have gotten to the point of killing, and he needs to think about it again... or break his limbs? He picked up the phone and turned it on and dialed Uncle Gu's number.

“Hey, Young Master, is everything settled? ”

“Not negotiated.” Tan Junrong responded in a hard way.

“Eh? ”

“What's wrong? The guy's a lunatic. He said a few words on the phone and yelled," Uncle Gu, you're not kidding me. "”

“How, how... Impossible, Young Master, you didn't say anything to offend him, did you? ”

Tan Junrong held his heart: “I'm not an idiot, I just said a few words. The guy had a seizure. Uncle Gu, confess to me. Did you tell my father about this? He knew he couldn't handle me, so he deliberately asked someone to play with me! ”

“No, no one has done these things either. If I had told Mr. Tan, I would have told you that he would not allow it... I think it is Brother Banana who is not planning to do this business or something. Don't worry, I will call him later...”

“I'm too lazy to say... Anyway, Uncle Gu, give me the information on a person named Gu Jiaming. The family belongs to the Huang Group. Please don't lie to me about this...”

“Gu Jiaming... OK, I'll check the system directly with the police. How can you not believe me, Young Master...”

“Call me later. ”

“Okay, I'll let you know when I find out. ”

Hang up the phone, Tan Junrong sits there stunned... don't these gangsters who specialize in killing and selling people will scold you for killing your family? Stinking up the relationship? No, the killer should also go back to business... I was thinking that a man opened the tent because he had a fight with his girlfriend and didn't participate in the group activities Andy: “Hi, Young Master, I've been watching you come out of the tent for a long time and eat. ”

“OK, go now. ”

“By the way, Young Major.” Andy laughed, "I'll introduce you to that friend I told you about earlier, who was a Special Forces soldier, huh, although I couldn't beat that moon pool lady last night, but this friend of mine is a real kung fu...”

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Meanwhile, the river and sea.

On the third floor of an old building, some messy rooms, nicknamed "Ancient” middle-aged people cooking noodles in a messy kitchen, the phone left on the neck has not been put down.

“… well, ask Gu Jiaming… I don't know how to write it clearly, it's just these three words… Please, Director Wu, fax me the information please, next time I invite you to dinner……… goodbye…"

“Pa” threw down the microphone, he thought in his heart whether to call Brother Banana another time, because things seemed clear, Tan Junrong asked, and he didn't answer it, so he said a few words to hang up. As for the reasons for not doing this business, there are many reasons, it may be that the wind has been tight lately, it may be that the person's identity is somewhat sensitive - in fact, it will offend Tan Junrong, more or less has some background, although Tan Junrong verbally said that there is no background, but he is also mentally prepared - or the weather is not good today, even with Banana Brother, who knows. Killing people is not a matter of buying gangsters to fight and get laid. It is common practice not to take orders.

However, since it is Tan Junrong... let's call it a day...

Thinking about it, he was picking up the phone and couldn't dial it. The doorbell rang in the room, and he frowned: “Who, wrong door! ”

There seems to be no sign of the doorbell ringing again, probably a prank from a nearby child. But out of caution, he dialed and walked to the door, and the ringing of the returned phone rang in the microphone, while he seemed to hear the same noise coming from outside the door. With a microphone in his hand, through the cat's eye, he saw the figure of several men outside in black suits. For a moment, unspeakable tension rose from the back of the neck.

“ …… ”

“Hey, I'm Banana, right outside your house. ”

An inexplicable hunch, a dangerous hunch, just came up, and he knew that things, I'm afraid, were big, although he didn't know what the reason was. And when that sentence came down, a serious middle-aged man outside the door waved his fingers beside him.

He threw away the phone and turned around and ran!

The door slab was kicked down in the back, shaking the tall dust in the room. He ran three steps and two steps to the emergency escape window, about to jump down, looked at the scene below, stunned, one turn, a few men in black suits, stood outside the door looking cold at him.

The first was Liu Zheng of the Sandchu Group, followed closely by several cadres of the Sandchu Group, plus bananas specializing in homicide affairs. With the expansion of the Sandchu Group these years, the price of these people is also the water rise boat, one and two are the most powerful figures in the river and sea, he just knows, but it is difficult to see one on a weekday, what happened in the end, will make them come here all of a sudden. Is World War III going to erupt? I do have an air defense hole key here...

“Jump, jump! More than 300 people are waiting for you! Jump! You have to jump like me! ”

Liu Zheng said, leading the people into the room, he was the gangster who fought in iron and blood. By then, he was already angry and the words were not angry. As soon as the old leg was soft, he almost knelt down: “Everyone, boss, what happened?”

As he spoke, the fax machine on the table next to him “clicked” and a simple file about Gu Jiaming was struck out. The room was so clean, the sound of the noodles cooking in the kitchen was ringing, Liu Zheng snapped a finger: “Noodles... come and see, damn it, we can't even have lunch for this... and over there, what tour team hasn't contacted you yet...”

“I'm calling someone here, as if there were more people, so it's a bit slow to find them.” Someone answered at the door with a cell phone.

“These messy things are inefficient at all...” Liu Zhengkou muttered, looking for a chair to sit in front of the ancient one and waved: “Sit down.” He knelt down right over there.

At that time, the ancient distance to the fax machine almost swept into the record “Gu Jiaming's girlfriend Liu Huaisha is Liu Zheng's only daughter”. Almost instantly, his heart sank to the bottom of the sea. Liu Zheng took the instant noodle and took a large bite with it. He held the fax in his hand and looked at it. Then he threw it directly at the other person's face: “Say it, who is it? ”

“Boss, this has nothing to do with me, I have no idea... someone asked me to help find out this person...”

Before the end of the speech, Liu Zheng snapped the tiny iron pan with the face directly onto his head. After a while, the hot face soup went straight down. He screamed and fell to the ground, screaming. Meanwhile, the man with the cell phone walked in with the door: "Boss, Jia Ming answered the phone. ”

“Don't let him scream.” Liu Zheng picked up the phone and walked out the door. “Hello, Jia Ming... Oh, it's a little noisy, here playing mahjong, old Yang lost money and cried darkly, not to mention this, where are you now? ”

On the other hand, in the grass room of the camping area, just as we ate, Jia Ming held the phone, opened his mouth, and the deity was very speechless.

I actually got Sasha's dad involved. This... should be a cocoon binding...

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The computer problem is so weird, the boot screen is unresponsive, it's always energy-saving, the host takes it to connect to other monitors, yes, the monitor takes it to pick up other hosts, or yes, the problem is that these two things together are always in the energy-saving state of the black screen, I don't know where to get it repaired there, I tossed it all afternoon, turn it on again in order by night, and somehow, OK, play with me... the world of the sun, this is too much... (not finished, if you want to know what's going on, please log on to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, support authentic reading!)