Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 781

The old man is about 60 years old, with thick gray hair, although he has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, but there is a kind of indescribable self-control in his brows, and he is also a ruthless character when he was young.He was dressed in a white-washed blue-gray cotton gown, which was clean and decent, with a cloth bag on his back, holding a dilapidated notepad in his hand.

Dong Qiangqiang has been a tour guide for a long time. He knows what kind of tourists go out in China. When he saw the other party’s clothes, he knew that he was not an ordinary tourist. He was the kind who visited relatives and friends in all likelihood. He immediately guessed that the other party wanted to ask Lu immediately returned a smiling face: "Where do you want to go, sir?"

Hearing Dong Qiangqiang's question, the old man smiled, showing two rows of neat white teeth, and handed the book to Dong Qiangqiang, without seeing anything else: "I'm going to this place to see my daughter, but I don't know how to get on the bus, so I want to ask you for help." have a look."

"No trouble." Dong Qiangqiang took the notebook and asked while scanning the contents of the notebook, "Do you have a map?"

The old man smirked and patted his trouser pockets with both hands. Dong Qiangqiang understood, and said in his heart: I don’t know the way and don’t bring a map, bull.But he didn't have a map of Hamburg at hand, and suddenly saw the bright lights behind the old man, and suddenly had an idea: "You wait for me here, and I'll be back soon."

In less than half a minute, Dong Qiangqiang ran out of the Golden Ring Hotel holding a map of Hamburg.

"Grandpa, if you want to go to the place marked in red, you have to get on the bus from there." Dong Qiangqiang pointed to the bus shelter 20 meters away, "You take the 83 bus and take 10 stops to a stop called 'Artillery Factory' Car, remember that it is 10 stops, and then wait for No. 202 at the same place. After getting on the bus, sit at the terminal and it will not be far from the address in your book, and it is estimated to be less than 100 meters. Do you remember?"

The old man smiled silently again, and Dong Qiangqiang understood immediately: "Then I will write it in the notebook for you, and you can follow the book, and you will definitely not be wrong."

Under the close watch of the old man, Dong Qiangqiang wrote down the order of taking the bus in the notebook stroke by stroke, and returned it to the old man after checking that it was correct.

"Do you have your daughter's phone number? I can call her first and ask her to pick you up at the station." Dong Qiangqiang suggested.

"My daughter can't pick me up today. You made it very clear. I think I should be fine. Thank you, young man." The old man supported his bag and said lightly, "It is fate to meet by chance. Since you and I are destined, we I can give you a hexagram for free."

"What did you give me?" Dong Qiangqiang thought he had heard it wrong.

The old man had a serious expression, and it didn't seem like he was joking: "You can either tell the fortune-telling or the character test, tell me which one you want to choose."

Dong Qiangqiang suddenly realized: Damn, are fortune-telling routines so deep now?Just now you said you were going to see the child, but you turned around and showed me a picture, isn't that too ridiculous?

Thinking of this, Dong Qiangqiang followed the old man's action and patted his trouser pocket: "Sorry! I have no money. You have found the wrong person."

"I don't want money." The old man held up his notepad, "We are destined for each other."

"You do the math for me. If you do the math, you are not allowed to lose your face. If you do the math, you have five disadvantages and three disadvantages, so thank you, I don't count." Dong Qiangqiang does not believe in fortune-telling. Mysterious culture, but he doesn't like to let a stranger count for him in the scene before him.

The old man did not expect that Dong Qiangqiang would politely reject him. He stared at his face for a long time as if reading some message on his face, and suddenly threw out a sentence without beginning or end: "The title of the gold list is not now. You have a rich appearance. Do it yourself."

Dong Qiangqiang was caught off guard by the other party's first sentence, and was immediately dumbfounded, with only one voice echoing in his mind: Can't you?
After the old man finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the station without waiting for Dong Qiangqiang to ask questions. He didn't mention Guajin at all, and left Dong Qiangqiang alone in a daze.

Dong Qiangqiang was hesitating whether to chase after him to find out what happened, when Duanmu's overseas phone call came over.

"How?" Duan Mu asked.

"I returned the box of wine and the money to the other party, but when I left the hotel, I met a strange person..." Dong Qiangqiang murmured looking at the thin back of the old man.

"wack?"

As soon as Duanmu finished speaking, a black Mercedes-Benz business car stopped beside Dong Qiangqiang suddenly, and at the same time, there was a harsh brake sound and a slight smell of brake pads.

Worried that he was blocking the way of others, he unconsciously took two steps aside, and while continuing to talk on the phone with Duanmu, he turned his head to look at the car.

Just as he turned his head, he saw the car door opened from the inside, and at the same time, there were hurried footsteps ringing in his ears.

Two strong men who were about the same height as him, with big arms and round waists, blocked him from left to right. There was also a man in black and sunglasses sitting in the car.

When Dong Qiangqiang saw the other party at first glance, he felt familiar, but when he took a second look, he remembered that the other party seemed to be the bodyguard standing next to Sergeira yesterday.

"It's you?" Dong Qiangqiang looked at the other party hesitantly, not knowing what the other party wanted to do, "Is there something wrong?"

"Me? I'm fine." Duanmu on the other end of the phone was confused by Dong Qiangqiang's words, "What weirdo did you just say?"

The bodyguard in the car tilted his head towards the rear seat behind him, signaling Dong Qiangqiang to sit in.

Dong Qiangqiang didn't want to get in the car, he was thinking of countermeasures quickly, and at the same time, he was paying attention to whether there was any place to dodge around.

But there were no buildings around him to hide in, not to mention he was blocked by two people, one on the left and one on the right.

Seeing Dong Qiangqiang's reluctance, the bodyguard took off his sunglasses, and Dong Qiangqiang immediately noticed that something was touching his waist and eyes.

The moment he touched it, Dong Qiangqiang felt that it should be a gun. He didn't expect to meet a brazen robber in a public place outside the hotel, although the other party could not be regarded as a robber in the true sense.He remembered Lao Bai's teachings, so he tried his best to keep calm, and at the same time asked calmly, "Is Mr. Sergeira wanting to see me?"

"Get in the car." The bodyguard ordered impatiently, expressionless.

The person behind Dong Qiangqiang hit Dong Qiangqiang with a gun, signaling him not to dawdle.He turned his head subconsciously, and just as he was about to say something, he saw a cloud of black rushing toward his face.

Before he could react, his head was covered by a black bag. Two strong men attacked at the same time, and Dong Qiangqiang was directly pushed into the car.

The black Mercedes quickly merged into the vast traffic flow on the road, and disappeared after a few overtakings.

The two elderly doormen of the Golden Ring Hotel watched everything that happened to Dong Qiangqiang indifferently, but they were indifferent as if they hadn't seen anything. They neither called the police nor shouted in panic. .

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