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Chapter 164 Tracking and Anti-tracking

The Hummer drove directly to an unfinished building in the suburbs. Song Xiaotian and Lin Huzi had a party here at the time, so they were familiar with this unfinished building.

A Poussin was following behind the Hummer, but after seeing Song Xiaotian and the others driving towards the suburbs, he followed farther and farther, a distance of seven or eight hundred meters. Ordinary people would not be able to spot him at all, but for those who would go beyond For Song Xiaotian who is capable, it is easy to find this kind of tail.

In fact, Song Xiaotian didn't notice him at first, but only found that a tracker was installed under the car, but when the car drove towards the suburbs, he gradually screened out the Poussin from the traffic behind him.

Sitting in the car was a young man about 30 years old. The young man had dark skin and a stern expression. He had sharp water chestnuts on his face, showing a resolute look, and a faint murderous look exuded from his brows. Song Xiaotian knew that this man was a ruthless character.

Several people parked the car in an open space outside the unfinished building, then climbed into the fence, sat in a corner and waited quietly.

After a while, the young man crept into the wall, but when he just jumped off the wall, he found that the three people he was following were sitting in a corner not far away, looking at him with smiles on their faces .

When the young man saw it, his complexion changed slightly, he felt bad, he quickly turned around and jumped up, grabbed the edge of the wall and prepared to climb back.

"Boom..."

At this moment, there was a gunshot behind him, and a bullet hit his hand that was buckled on the edge of the wall, and several fingers were hurt by the splashed cement debris.

He didn't seem nervous, just shook his head slowly, let go, and fell to the ground.

I saw him walking slowly towards Song Xiaotian and the others with a calm expression on his face: "What do you want?"

"Oh?" Lin Huzi exclaimed, "You follow us and ask us what we want, I think you should tell us what you want first?"

"Hehe..." Song Xiaotian smiled and nodded, he agreed with Lin Huzi's statement.

"If you want to kill or cut whatever you want, if you want to ask other questions, there is no comment!" The young man said with a look of disdain.

"It was Li Liancheng who asked you to follow me?" Song Xiaotian asked with a half-smile.

"..."

Hearing what Song Xiaotian said, the young man's face, which had been calm all along, changed slightly, but he quickly returned to his previous calmness, but the slight change on his face did not escape Song Xiaotian's eyes.

The young man wrinkled his nose and said contemptuously, "I don't know who Li Liancheng is!"

"Hmph...don't pretend. When I asked you just now, the fleeting look of surprise on your face has already betrayed you!" Song Xiaotian smiled faintly: "Say it straight, Li Liancheng What is the purpose of asking you to follow me?"

"I've said it a long time ago. If you want to kill, you have to do as you please. Don't ask me any more questions. I still say the same thing and have no comment!" The young man continued calmly.

"Okay, I think you are also a tough guy. I will not make it difficult for you. Go back and tell Li Liancheng that I don't like being watched by others when I do things. I hope he will keep his promise as a gentleman. I will do what I promised him, but I hope he will not What a mess!" Song Xiaotian said in a deep voice, a thick murderous look naturally radiated from his face.

The young man who has always been calm glanced at Song Xiaotian at this moment, and his heart trembled involuntarily.

Who is this person, and how could he have such a strong murderous intent?Is he a killer?

He used to be a soldier, and he was not an ordinary soldier, but a soldier who had been baptized by the flames of war, a real tough guy who climbed out of the dead.

He had seen many murderous monsters on the battlefield, but the murderous aura they exposed seemed not as strong as the young man in front of him.

Could it be that he is really a top professional killer? He feels that only those top professional killers who have killed countless people can exude such a strong murderous aura.

He didn't know that Song Xiaotian's murderous aura was actually just the result of him deliberately amplifying it with the help of his own energy field. If it was his own murderous aura, how could he compare with those top killers who killed countless people.

He did this just to frighten the other party, because he didn't want anyone to follow him, and doing so was tantamount to sending a warning to Li Liancheng.

"Evil will never be able to win against good, the height of the devil is one foot, and the height is one foot!" The young man turned around and strode away after saying a word.

"You're wrong. This sentence originally came from Buddhist language. It should have been 'the height of the devil is one foot and the height of the road is one foot'!" Song Xiaotian said with a smug smile, with the corner of his mouth curled up.

"Just let him go like this?" Lin Huzi said unwillingly.

"Did he really kill him?" Song Xiaotian glanced at Lin Huzi: "He is the person Li Liancheng sent to monitor me!"

"It's really Li Liancheng who is watching you?" Ye Ziliu frowned slightly, and said in a puzzled way, "Why did he watch you? Haven't you already reached a consensus?"

"He always thinks that he represents justice, and he certainly won't fully believe me. This is human nature, and I don't blame him!" Song Xiaotian smiled slightly.

Several people walked outside while chatting.

"What should I do now, go back to attend your funeral?" Ye Zi sat in the cab, looking at Song Xiaotian with a smirk on his face.

"Go, go, what a bad luck!" Song Xiaotian glared coldly at Ye Zi: "Aren't you only allowed to follow me, but I'm not allowed to follow others?"

"Where did he go?" Ye Zi asked excitedly.He was born in the Military Intelligence Bureau, and he is habitually fond of some exciting things. This may also be an occupational disease!

"Let's go to the city, he's already on the Seventh Ring Road!" Song Xiaotian said concentratingly.

……

Hong Kong Chek Lap Kok International Airport.

Xiaohua wore a black slim windbreaker, a pair of big sunglasses, and walked out of the airport slowly carrying a small black lockbox.

As soon as she got out of the airport gate, her long black hair danced with the sea breeze, and she kept flicking the hair on her forehead with her hands.

As soon as a handsome man saw Xiaohua coming out, he greeted him with a smile on his face: "Hello, are you Miss Xue Yanhua?"

"En!" Xiaohua stretched out a jade-like finger and hooked the sunglasses down a little, and a pair of charming eyes glanced at the young man lightly.

Seeing her charming eyes, the young man trembled all over, and his thoughts flew to the sky: we must deal with this mainland girl.

"Sir, what's the matter with you?" Xiaohua glanced at the young man who was in the limitless lust with a look of disdain.

"Oh..." The young man finally came back to his senses, stretched out his right hand in embarrassment, and said with a smile, "Hello, Miss Xue, I'm Luo Zecheng, the manager of Hong Kong Causeway Bay Fairyland, Master Qin arranged for me to pick you up! "

"Luo Zecheng?" Xiaohua smiled slightly, and instead of shaking hands with him, he walked towards the parking lot in the distance.

Embarrassed, Luo Zecheng glanced at Xiaohua's back coldly, and snorted coldly: "Huh... mainland girl, she still has a lot of personality, why pretend to be innocent, your father may be considered a rich man in mainland China, but in Hong Kong Shit is not!"

There are at least five or six out of ten people who have millions of dollars in savings in Hong Kong, and the other few are either out-of-town or local gamblers in Hong Kong. If anyone drives a BMW with hundreds of thousands of dollars, I am really embarrassed to say hello to others, because it is full of money. The streets are full of millions of luxury cars, tens of millions of top-level RVs and sports cars.

Roaming in this international metropolis with a BMW worth hundreds of thousands is no different from driving a tractor in a modern rural area.

Luo Zecheng hurriedly followed, and the two came to the parking lot. Luo Zecheng walked to the side of a yellow Lamborghini proudly, took out the key and pressed the unique crisp unlocking sound: "Miss Xue, this is mine. car!"

He looked like a rooster returning triumphantly after a great battle.