Otherworldly Merchant

Until I walked out of the car and watched him drive away, there was still some confusion: what exactly did this high-ranking officer want from me?

Hanlu Hanzi and told me something about Han Lao Liu. He gave me another rare license and insinuated that killing is also a job. What does that mean?

Though his identity was 100% confirmed, he would never send me a fake card to play with. But when I led the security door to buzz with my bags loaded with many contraband items, and followed closely to the security inspector, I was still full of heart and afraid of being treated like a psychopath.

Don't say you haven't heard this before. I didn't even think about it. There's this thing!

The little beauty security inspector has obviously never seen such a powerful ID.

He looked at me with amazement and said politely: "Sir, wait a minute.” Then he dropped the access lever, ran to the watch post with his ID and asked the older policeman what.

The old policeman was also apparently surprised. He looked closely at me and touched the phone to ask his superiors for instructions.

All the other security channels were busy, only I stopped here, and the people behind me were a little impatient, all moving to the other channels. Their eyes are a little stunned, some strange, and of course, more resentful! That's horrible. Everyone else is well past it. Why is the tunnel closed to you?

The old policeman dropped the phone and looked at me again. He said neither let me go nor no, as if he was still waiting for instructions from his superiors.

A group of live ammunition SWAT officers came over and stopped five or six meters away from me, although they had nothing further to do, but everyone held the gun tightly and stared at me with a straight eye.

I'm a little screwed up this time, and I wouldn't be surprised if they suddenly rushed me to the ground!

Another five or six minutes later, the old policeman picked up the phone again, pointing at the identification and wiping his head with sweat beads.

Put the phone down and run towards me.

The SWAT team immediately got nervous and even the passengers in the other corridors and sitting in the lobby looked at each other far away, thinking that a drama of conquering criminals was about to happen.

The old policeman ran up close and pulled the lever to show me in.

When I approached him, he handed me his ID respectfully, sticking it in my ear and asking, "Leader, what kind of cooperation do we need? ”

He's more nervous than I am, depending on the circumstances.

Looks like after all these years of being a cop, I finally got a big enough thing to brag about all my life!

“No need, just let me go. My flight is about to take off. ”

“Ooh...” The old policeman, somewhat sorry and disappointed, immediately walked forward in a hurry, leading me to the boarding gate.

At this point, all travelers are shocked and envious, and they may still think I'm a great big shot!

I was the first to step onto the suspension ladder before boarding the plane.

As soon as I stepped, the old policeman snapped and gave me a toast.

I turned around helplessly and whispered, “Next time, don't do this. If anything happens, you screwed it up. ”

“Yes!” the old policeman replied, behaving.

Makes me speechless!

This scene was watched by the beautiful stewardesses who were about to pick up the plane. The service was extremely thoughtful along the way, which made the young man sitting next to me eat a lot of dry vinegar for no reason. From the look of his eyes, he was full of jealousy...

It wasn't until then that I realized that this ID was a good thing!

Needless to say, the privilege of check-in alone would be much more convenient.

Back in the day, you could only split up with a knife, or you simply couldn't fly on a high-speed train, it was time consuming and laborious!

But from now on, I will be able to carry everything I need, freely by all means of transport, without even spending money.

Just got off the plane, I called Wu Lao Bao.

But his grandson Wu picked it up this time.

“Mr. Zhang, are you there? Save my grandfather.” His tone was very impatient and he was crying.

“What happened to your grandfather?” I walked out quickly and asked in a hurry.

“My grandfather seems to have suffered something evil. He has passed out and his whole body doesn't look swollen! Like, like getting beat up. And, and... the last thing he said before he went into a coma was don't take him to the hospital, don't tell anyone else, just wait for your call.” Wu Lao Bao may have had a feeling a long time ago, and the situation seems more serious than I thought.

“Don't worry, I'll be there in a minute. ”

“I've sent Uncle Dumb to pick you up. ”

“Oh... I saw it!” As soon as I walked out of the hall, I saw a big sign in the crowd with Zhang Jiulin on it: “Let's do this first, we'll talk about it later.” I hung up in a hurry and walked over to the sign.

The one holding the sign was an old man with a duck tongue hat with a slight hunchback.

I walked up to him, pointing to the sign, and ordered myself again: “I am Zhang Jiulin. ”

The old man nodded at me and turned around and left.

I followed him out of the crowd in a black Audi.

Don't look at Uncle Dumb's age, but he drives extremely fiercely. He sees the car all the way, he keeps honking the flute, and whatever the red light doesn't have the red light, he keeps rushing forward with the wind control! Apparently, he also knows that Wu Lao Bao is in a critical situation and cannot be delayed for half an hour!

Time was running out and we came to a suburban estate.

It's a manor, but it's a little exaggerated.

Close to the city, a one-way house, a three-story emblematic villa with a wooded fake mountain courtyard behind it, I can only describe it as a manor.

From this, Wu Lao Bao's family is not thin.

As soon as the car entered the door, Wu greeted him out. Quickly help me open the doorway: “Zhang Dazhang cabinet, you've come to count! ”

His face was full of tears and his eyes were reddish and slightly swollen.

“Where's Old Wu?” I asked eagerly.

“Follow me.” Xiao Wu leads the way forward, pushing the door open and walking quickly.

Strangely, he walked me into the kitchen instead of going into the bedroom or upstairs.

A few quick pushes on that row of half-walled seasoning tanks, in the gutter, the hood retracted upwards into the ceiling, flipped on both sides of the kitchen cabinet on the back, and a dark door appeared on the wall!

So this is Wu Lao Bad's secret room!

Uncle Dumb crossed his hands into his arms and guarded himself outside the door. Wu pushed open the dark door and took me in.

Another big iron door with thick bricks lit up a room staggered with gold and silver.

This is real yellow and white!

The walls, the ceilings, and even the ground are set in gold and silver.

It's not gold-plated silver, it's real gold and silver, and it's a thick brick and silver! The whole house sparkled in the light.

I don't know, which bank's treasure room did you think it was?

It is roughly estimated that the gold is worth at least tens of millions.

In this golden light, there is a small iron bed - it is not small, but Wu Lao Bao has swelled like a balloon at the festival site, and it is about to explode. In contrast, the iron bed appears extremely small.

At first glance, this is not something strange or evil, but a curse! And it's the most vicious kind.