a few minutes ago.

According to Gao Leng's instructions, Lao Hao opened the bathroom door and quickly ran to the front door. As soon as he ran to the front door, he saw the newsstand that Gao Leng said, so he hid on the side.

After a while, there was a bang.

The old man got goose bumps, his heart thumped and jumped up, he couldn't help standing up immediately, wanting to walk into the harbor. After all, Gao Leng is one to three, not to mention that these three are well-trained.

Old hanging is not at ease.

can……

A cold-hearted and calm look appeared in his mind. Gao Leng explained to him that there will be a big movement in a while. He has to sneak out, drive, and wait on the opposite side of the road. If the gun is fired for a few minutes, Gao Leng does not come out. , He just drove away.

Gao Leng also said that there are old and young in him.

This is a division of labor and cooperation. Obviously, Gao Leng has left the most dangerous to himself, and the old man who can retreat from his body.

An inexplicable emotion surged in Lao Hang's heart. There was tension and the urge to enter Hong Kong, mixed with emotion and helplessness. After the gunshot, these emotions swept him.

"What sound?" The security guard at the front door yawned lazily.

"Cannonball," the other person answered casually.

The large troops in the port have already left, and they were pulled by a red line for nearly 100 meters near the main entrance, denying others to enter, and the traffic of trucks and vehicles on the road in the distance was very noisy and no one cared.

Lao Hao stood up and squatted down again. He stretched out his hand and habitually took out the cigarette, put it on his nose, and couldn't smoke it. The smell also relieved the nervousness.

boom! Another gunshot.

This time the gunshot was very close, near the bathroom. Zhao Ge shot.

When Lao Diao heard this, he stood up suddenly. He breathed a sigh of relief. The locations of the two gunshots were different, indicating that they were still mediating.

According to the division of labor, Gao Leng must be no problem. Lao Diao's hand suddenly squeezed, and the cigarette case deformed. He stuffed the cigarette case into his pocket, and a loud noise came from the front door.

After a quiet glance, a few of the blade gang hurried over.

"Stop, check the access card."

When a security guard saw that someone was about to enter the port, he quickly got up and blocked him. Although it was a place covered by the blade gang, they also wore the clothes of the blade gang, but after all their large troops left and stayed here tonight. Although the security guards don’t know what to do inside, they know that strict audits are necessary.

All the large troops have left, the port will be closed, and a few people will enter the port. It is normal to check.

Snapped! There was a crisp sound.

The security guard covered his face, nosebleeds flying everywhere.

Obviously Blade helped this man with a bad temper, so he slapped him and pointed to the breastplate: "No eyes! Get out!"

"Brother, there are people watching over there, don't be fierce." Another person hurriedly pulled at his clothes, pointed to some drivers who were resting 100 meters away, and whispered.

In the end, on the government's turf, it is better to keep a low profile.

The security guard was beaten by him, so he immediately moved away. It was the above who gave instructions. Those who wear black clothes with a big knife sign can enter the port tonight.

Since the other party has a badge, why bother with it? It was just a grassroots, so he hurriedly gave way.

After a while, a few people entered the port again, and the security just leaned forward and looked at the name badge from a distance.

The time was ripe, Lao Diao took a deep breath and rubbed his face with his hands. He glanced at the harbor, but didn't know what was going on inside. Right now, according to the division of labor, let's go out.

So I glanced at the main entrance, and there happened to be no one from the Blade's Edge to enter, so Meteor strode directly towards the entrance.

When the security guard at the door saw someone coming out, he leaned in again, only people came in, no one came out yet, let alone a strict person wearing a hat and a mask, he couldn't help feeling a little strange.

"this……"

"Get off, don't stand in the way of Grandpa!" Lao Hang directly interrupted the security guard without angrily, and gave him a violent look, which was so terrifying.

"Yes, yes." The security guard hurriedly stepped back, nodded and bent over to watch Lao Hao leave and took a sip on the ground: "A bunch of ruffians, I don't know what kind of activities they are doing in them, just like the big brother for two days a month. Damn it, the government doesn't care about these grandchildren!"

Lao Hang walked out from the main entrance and ran quickly to the parking lot when there were few people around. He ran straight along the way, and heard a few dense gunshots as soon as he reached the car.

Listening from a distance, like a torpedo.

I don't know what happened to Gao Leng, Lao Diao was a little worried, took out the car key and pressed it, and then pulled the car door. Just as he was about to sit in, his back was held up by something.

"Don't move." A cold voice came from behind him, revealing the coldness of his waist, making Lao Hang just feel like a bucket of cold water poured from head to toe.

"Get in the car, drive to the middle of the two Audis across the road, don't look back." The voice was overwhelmingly fierce.

Lao Hao just felt a blank in his mind.

On the other side of the road, it happened to be where Gao Leng told him to go. This was to be exhausted.

Lao Hao's hand trembled a little, but the man stretched out his hand and grabbed his key. Immediately behind him, another person opened the rear door and pushed Lao Hao in.

It seems that the other party looked at the old hanging and did not move, and directly started driving.

After being pushed to the back seat, Lao Hao glanced at the person next to him, and felt hairy in his heart. This person is from the Blade Gang, at least the clothes are. But he also wears a hat on his head and a mask on his face.

The driver in front is also dressed up.

"You..." Just as the old crane was about to speak, the gun on his waist increased his strength.

Tell him, shut up.

The car drove to the road, and the old man took a careful look. Sure enough, at the darkest spot on the opposite side of the road, the Audi stopped about 30 meters before and after. He immediately looked at the license plate.

The license plate was blocked tightly.

Zizizi, inside the car, the sound of the phone vibrating came, and the person next to him picked it up: "Well, yes, yes, Gao Leng took off Brother Zhao's clothes one by one, and threw them all over Donggang. , Delayed time."

Finished talking, hung up, smiled slightly.

The person driving in front will also smile.

When Lao Diao heard it, his heart became more and more lost.

The car stopped in the middle of the two Audis, about two hundred meters away from the main entrance, and stopped quietly, waiting.

This is the first time Lao Diao feels that the days are like years, no, the seconds are like years.

Several times in the middle, he secretly tried to put his hand into his pocket and press the phone to indicate high coldness, but every time he just moved, the person next to him stared at him, his muzzle pointed at his chest.

"Coming out," said the person in the car, with a secret smile on his face.

Lao Hao's heart jumped poundingly.

From a distance, he saw Gao Leng walk out from the front door calmly, everything went well, after walking to the opposite side of the road, Gao Leng glanced over here.

"Don't move!" The old hanging body just moved, and the muzzle immediately pressed down.

From a distance, Lao Hao saw a few people walking out of the green belt to form an encirclement and move towards the high cold.

But the cold pace stopped at once, and he looked at the Audi cars before and after. He took out his mobile phone and wanted to transfer information.

But, it was too late. Behind him, there was already a person, and behind that person, there were five people.

Wings are hard to fly.

Old Hang's hand pinched deeply into his thigh.

He, looking at Gao Leng, fell into a trap.