Taking advantage of the darkness, Song Yuhang came to the alley behind Huange Nightclub. She stepped on the water pipe on the wall, climbed up to the second floor neatly, gently opened the window of the innermost room, and jumped in.

There was no light in the room, it was dark, and the bed was covered with quilts. Song Yuhang tiptoed over with a mechanical stick in his hand, and suddenly opened it.

"What are you..."

Before she finished her words, her pupils had shrunk, no one!

Of course Lin Fan is not there.

Not long after she left, the tiger returned, and the two men stared at each other coldly and armed in the suburban factory.

Lin Wei led Liu Zhi with a gun in his hand, guarding her in the middle, and staring at each other.

Lin Fan with a cigarette in his hand, leaning on a shabby sofa, he just felt like sitting on a sofa chair in a luxurious five-star hotel.

She didn't flick the soot for a while, calmly, waiting for the tiger to lose patience, suppressed the anger and opened his mouth.

"Where did you hide that batch of goods?"

Lin Fan's lips floated with a sarcasm: "I haven't asked Brother Hu, why did you suddenly change the delivery time? Why did you just leave the front foot and the back foot slip arrived."

The tiger said fiercely: "Who the **** knows, it's not necessarily so coincidental, besides, the pick-up time is set by the buyer and Ding Ye, I don't count."

"It's a coincidence." Lin Fan flicked the ash into the ashtray, looked at the man standing in front of him, and smiled lightly.

"So, it's Ding Ye who wants us to die?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the crowd on the other side was angry, and someone clicked a pistol and pointed it at her, yelling.

"You **** is less **** slander Dingye, today this matter has nothing to do with Dingye, maybe it is you who directed and acted yourself, you have spies out of your own!"

"Who the **** are you talking about? Try another curse!" The people in the Huange nightclub headed by Liu Zhi were also excited, and they were unwilling to show their weakness and greet the 18th generation of their ancestors.

Liu Zhi nudged the person who spoke, and the two parties were torn together.

Lin Yan "click" to turn on the lighter, and the rising smoke smeared his eyebrows deeper and deeper.

"Okay, let's stop it, anyway, we are all young people, have we received less grievance?"

She faintly raised her eyes to look at the tiger, with a bit of sadness in her eyes: "Brother Tiger, you can be fair, if there is a spy in Huange Nightclub, then this spy probably wants all of us to go to jail and get guns. "

"Kill the enemy a thousand, hurt yourself eight hundred, why bother."

Tiger didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while. Today's matter is indeed strange, but he saw Lin Nian sitting in the position where Wang Qiang usually sits, and his subordinates are also very obedient, and a flash of light flashes in his mind.

"Isn't it supposed to be arranged by Wang Qiang today, why are you?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Lin Fan also noticed something was wrong. Tiger didn't know that Wang Qiang was arrested, so is it possible that it was not done by Ding Ye?

Lin Fei sneered: "I'm also surprised. Fifteen minutes before the delivery, the police station called me suddenly, saying that Brother Wang had been arrested for prostitution."

The words "prostitution" fluttered out, and immediately attracted an uproar from the crowd.

"Really caught?"

"impossible."

"Brother Wang wouldn't be so careless, right?"

"With whom?"

"Who else can it be, it's not just that...hehehe."

"I've long been carrying my sister-in-law to get a piece of it."

"Will he confess us if he is caught?"

Someone finally asked the point.

The tiger's face was green: "So this news is still leaked from you?"

Lin Fei quickly waved his hand to stop his words: "Hey, I don't like to listen to Brother Hu saying that. He is him, I am me, and the young man mingled him with my old lady."

"Is that right, brothers?"

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Lin Fan's lips. He listened with satisfaction to the other people behind him for three seconds, and then hurriedly separated the relationship between them, and the sentiment was indignant.

"Yes, yes, Sister Hong is Sister Hong, and Brother Wang is Brother Wang."

"We all work with Sister Hong, and have nothing to do with Brother Wang."

"It's his business what Brother Wang is, he'll buckle a basin of **** on our heads.

...

If you don't stand in line at this time, it's too late.

Lin Fan put the cigarette out in the ashtray.

"Brother Tiger, don't rush to label someone as a spy first. Brother Wang has done nothing and has worked hard for Ding Ye over the past few years. I think it is necessary to find him first, and then consider the long-term plan."

Lin Fan's remarks must be vigorous, tender and tender. The most important thing is to be reasonable and convincing. Even the few people on the tiger side looked at each other, and some people walked up to the tiger and whispered. whisper.

"Brother Tiger... this woman makes sense. Our goods are still in her hands. If it's gone, Dingye's, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with."

Lin Yan's lips twitched slightly. There was news that she had already reported that Wang Qiang would probably not be able to return. As for that batch of goods, she also had other plans.

However, before she was too proud, there was a strange noise outside the house.

Everyone's nerves were tense, and Liu Zhi took the lead in loading the bullet: "Who?!"

"Me." The man's puffy and low-pitched voice came from outside the door. Along with the sound of neat footsteps, a group of foreign soldiers with AK in their hands and bullet belts on their shoulders walked in.

The leader is Kuba.

Everyone in the room put down their guns and bowed slightly.

"Second Lord."

In terms of seniority, he is the right-hand man of the top master, and he should be called such a battle.

Lin Nian was the only one who leaned back on the sofa, spitting out a sip of smoke, glaring at her.

"The second master is here."

Kuba had long been accustomed to her being so salty and not salty, so he nodded a little and went straight to the subject.

"The one you want, I brought it for you."

Lin Fan's hand holding Cigarette stagnated, and then he laughed calmly.

"Oh, that's good."

Wang Qiang was tied back with his hands, dragged up like a dead dog, and threw it on the ground.

He wore a thin shirt with blood stains on it, only underpants, and bruises on his legs, and his entire face was also swollen with a swollen nose, and there was no human appearance.

"Brother Tiger, Brother Tiger, Second Master, Second Master, it's not me, it's not me! No one knows about me going out!"

He walked over to lick Kuba's feet, then rubbed his face against the tiger's trouser legs, and finally saw her with a glance.

"Jin Hong, Jin Hong, can you speak for me!"

The news that Lin Fan sent out a few days ago was that the police should take advantage of this transaction to obtain samples of "Drunk Dreams", and by the way, catch the key figures of Tiger, not to kill them all at the scene of the transaction.

When she heard that the transaction was ahead of schedule, she became suspicious, until she saw that the person who came was not the anti-drug detachment but Song Yuhang, and the idea of ​​being calculated became clearer.

I'm afraid the police are also at a loss.

Lin Wei calculated that no matter who was calculating her, in short, it would be right to separate himself from Wang Qiang at this time.

After thinking about this, a grudge overflowed her face.

"What did Brother Wang say, you went out to open a room with someone, and it really broke my heart. A couple of days of grace, you don’t even want to read this kindness, and you still want my life to be good with that bitch. Is Zi Xiaoyao happy?"

"Jinhong, Jinhong, you..." Wang Qiang choked up in his throat with a bruise, unable to get up or down.

He gritted his teeth, looked at her face and felt cold all over his body.

He can't live, and others have to die too!

"Don't think I don't know, you have been back since the last time..."

Before he could say anything, Lin Fan picked up the ashtray and smashed it violently, knocking on the corner of his forehead with blood flowing.

Wang Qiang let out a scream, fell to the ground, rushed over and hugged Kuba's leg, crying and howling.

"It's killing, it's killing, Erye, Erye, save me, save me, she is the spy, she wants to kill... kill her!"

Lin Nian stroked his manicure slowly and breathed out softly.

"If I kill my mouth, I can shoot. What kind of ashtray is thrown. I hit you because you are shameless and fooling around with other women on your back. The old lady can't swallow this breath."

Kuba slapped his palm and laughed: "As expected of Aunt Hong, the grudges and grievances are clear."

"Since Wang Qiang said that the spy was you, and you said he had leaked the news, let's make a game."

He gestured behind him, and his subordinate handed over a revolver.

"There is only one bullet in this gun. Whoever hits it is a spy. Of course, the person who is not willing to bet on his life may also be a spy."

Kubot paused, and slowly put the gun on the table.

"You...who will come first?"

Lin Fan's gaze fell on the gun, and he sneered: "Second Master is joking, I'm dead, but no one knows where the goods are."

"It doesn't matter, Dingye said, you can find it slowly."

The smile on Lin Fan's lips gradually solidified. She looked at Wang Qiang and then at the gun, her face getting colder.

Wang Qiang swallowed, looked at her, then at Kuba, and rushed forward to get the upper hand.

Lin Wei kicked the table over, the pistol flew up, and she held it firmly in her hand.

Wang Qiang threw himself into the air and knelt down at her feet.

With a crisp sound, the bullet was loaded, but Lin Yan did not aim the gun at himself, but grabbed his hair and pressed it against his chest.

"The spies are not qualified to play any games here, Brother Wang, sorry, Jinhong will burn paper for you next year."

She said this quickly and ruthlessly, and a series of incidents caught people off guard.

Before Kuba's people had time to react, Lin Ti had already pulled the trigger.

After the suffocating silence, Wang Qiang's eyes widened, he was not dead, he was not dead!

He was breathing heavily, with cold sweat on his forehead, and he had not had time to be happy for too long.

"Puff--" Sharp blade passed through his chest, his clothes stained with blood.

Couba retracted his hand and licked the blood from the knife.

Wang Qiang fell under her feet with a plop, stunned.

As a last resort, Feng Jianguo warned her not to kill. Even criminals should be sent to the trial bench, and life and death are determined by the law.

If this person is hers, there is still a chance of life.

Lin Nian put down the gun slowly, a touch of sorrow overflowed in his eyes at the right time.

Kuba put the dagger into his combat boots, took the gun in her hand and threw it to his subordinates, patted her on the shoulder, and laughed.

"There is no bullet in this gun. The test is who is more loyal and does a good job, and the top master will reward it."

It is not so much who is more loyal, but who is more cruel.

After a brief period of grief, Lin Fan returned to his normal colors.

"Ten percent of the turnover."

Kuba happily agreed: "No problem."

"The future transactions will be arranged by my people." These words are alluding to tigers and suspicions.

He took a step forward: "You—"

Lin Wei's people all pulled out their guns and stopped in front of her.

When Kuba waved his hand, he gestured to retreat.

"No problem, Aunt Hong will only contact me on a single line in the future."

Lin Fan made a bolder request.

"I want to meet the top master."

According to Pei Jinhong, she traveled between China and Myanmar several times, and the highest person she met was only the second in command, Kuba.

The mysterious "Ding Ye" is still a dragon without seeing the end.

After digging into the background of the Dingye's identity and killing the criminal gang all at once, the task is considered complete.

These little guys probably don't want to meet the top master. Kuba smiled and motioned for the brothers to withdraw.

"It's not okay now, one day you will see Master Ding, well, this person will be handed over to you."

He said, and left with his own people.

Lin Wei: "That batch of goods, don't you want it?"

Kuba waved his hand: "Ding Ye said, a meeting gift for Aunt Hong."

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After searching around to no avail, Song Yuhang had to restore the room to its original state and returned to the original path.

It was already in the middle of the moon at this time, but she was not sleepy, so she drove straight to the cemetery.

She came here often, and the tombstones were wiped spotlessly.

Song Yuhang sat down on the steps, reached out to touch a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one by himself, and put the rest in front of her tombstone.

The cool night breeze dissipated the smoke far away, Song Yuhang stroked her photo, his eyes were reddish, and he muttered to himself.

"Lin Wei, are you... okay?..."

No one answered her, only the open wind swirled the paper money in the copper basin into the sky.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Song Yuhang tremblingly lit a piece of paper, put it in the copper basin and watched it burn out, adding a new one.

She would come here to sit here every other time, and she would come more often when she was in a bad mood.

Sitting next to her, Song Yuhang seemed to have a feeling of falling leaves returning to their roots. While burning the paper money, she whispered to her and talked about the current situation.

Just sitting in this way was most of the night, until Dongfang showed a white belly, she should go back to work, and then got up and left.

Song Yuhang touched her picture with his finger, and felt that this face was really good-looking.

Although she rarely laughs, her eyes are always filled with confidence, determination, forward-looking light and openness.

Unlike that woman, although she has a face that is indistinguishable from Lin Fei, she mingled in the sensual place, exuding a dangerous aura from all over her body, like a viper, insidious, and changeable.

Song Yuhang felt guilty for the softness of his heart that flashed by in the Huange nightclub.

She leaned over and kissed the tombstone: "I'm leaving, and I will see you at night."

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"Master Ding, since it is impossible to determine who the undercover agent is, then why not kill them all?"

When Kuba returned to his footing, Ding Ye was not asleep yet, he helped the people to get up tremblingly, and sat down by the window to play chess.

"That's boring." The old man picked up the defeated Heizi and put it in the chess basket.

"Have you done everything clean?"

"Do not worry."

If he hadn't expected it, after Wang Qiang was arrested by the police, he would ask for a little cross-examination, and he would surely explain what he would do to save his life.

So he sent someone to take him to the detention center and stopped the car halfway through.

As for the call to the police, it was really a mistake, but it gave Lin Wei an excellent opportunity to stand up.

Bad grasp, die.

If you grasp it well, your prestige will rise to the next level.

This Aunt Hong is really cruel and has two brushes.

The old man smashed all the chess pieces on the chessboard.

"Okay, then you go down, that batch of goods, tell Lin Ge to grasp it tightly."

Kubalo nodded and walked out: "Yes, Dingye."