The best perspective expert

Chapter 204
Han Zhenyang sent out a text message, and it didn't take long before he received a reply, and there were many intermittent messages.

"S316 to the southwest."

"Turn onto X259."

"Xujiacun turns to the north, X253."

The text messages were sent by Xue Xiaoyan, who is known as a flower of MSS special service. Han Zhenyang contacted her before departure and asked her for help.She agreed without hesitation and without any conditions.

Miss Xue was so straightforward, Han Zhenyang was not polite, seeing that the robbers had arrived as promised, he immediately asked Xue Xiaoyan to come out.

In fact, Xue Xiaoyan was still in Daocheng, she didn't do anything at all, she just talked and asked the special service and intelligence personnel from the Huimin sub-bureau to help. MSS has a provincial department in each province, and a municipal bureau under the provincial department. Although the municipal bureau is not large in scale, it has full functions. At least there is no shortage of intelligence personnel and operational personnel who can be tracked. The place is a standard local snake. Tracking two trucks couldn't be easier.

"Yang'an Town, Supo Village, No. 4, Group 21. The target building is a three-story villa. The owner of the villa, Liu Heqing, is an antique dealer. He is suspected of cultural relics smuggling and tomb robbery. He is surrounded by two bodyguards who practice iron palms all year round."

This is the last text message Xue Xiaoyan sent, and there are two pictures in it, one is a three-story villa, and the other is a fat middle-aged man, with "Liu Heqing" crookedly marked on the bottom of the photo Three words, obviously just edited on the phone.

Han Zhenyang smiled, and replied, "The words are really ugly", and then drove straight to Yang Anzhen in the newly rented Desert Prince.

Yang'an Town is not big, but because it is close to the county-level highway and not far from the Beijing-Shanghai Expressway, the economic conditions are very good. Small villas are particularly conspicuous in the countryside.

Han Zhenyang didn't ask for directions, and went straight to the three-story villa on No. 21. From a distance, he saw a group of people in the villa surrounding the safe. Among them were three foreigners, an old man, and two tall men. The sturdy white youths, seeing their smiling faces, were obviously very satisfied with this operation.

Hmph, a bunch of scumbags, thinking this is Africa, they dare to play this trick on the mainland, they are really tired of it.

In fact, these people's plan was very clever. Two trucks came to Supo Village with safes, stopped at the gate of No. 21 for half a minute, and then drove away quickly. At this time, they were continuing to drive north along the X253 road. .

If someone is chasing him, as long as he doesn't pursue him very closely, he will never think that the safe in the car has been removed, and even if he is caught, he can pretend to be innocent.

It's a pity that they ran into Han Zhenyang, and what's even more pity is that Han Zhenyang happened to be able to ask MSS for help, and someone with MSS would help.

The group of people in the villa didn't know that Han Zhenyang had come to the door, and they were very happy, especially the foreign old man, who was even more happy to straighten his beard, "Hurry up, we must leave here before dark, when the time comes, put these safes away." Throw them all into the Yellow River, and you will be safe, haha."

Liu Heqing, the owner of the villa, said flatteringly with a smiling face, "Mr. George is really resourceful."

"Haha, Liu, you are too polite. You played a very important role in the smooth completion of this operation. I will report the truth to the organization. Don't worry," the old man George happily patted Liu Heqing on the shoulder. Instruct his subordinates to quickly cut open the safe.

The safe is strong, but it can't last long in front of the gas cutting. The first safe was cut in half very quickly.

Seeing that the safe was cut open, the gringo George laughed, put on his gloves and opened the brocade box in the cabinet. He heard that Han Zhenyang's engraving was unparalleled in the world, and he wanted to see it for a long time. This time he took the risk to come here in person. I want to appreciate Han Zhenyang's works for the first time.

But as soon as he opened the box, his face changed instantly, because what was contained in the box was not an exhibit at all, but a piece of jadeite skin, which was the kind of shell that was cut by the first knife, and the shell before the knife was still visible on the shell. What about the drawn lines?

"Oops, I got tricked!" George's expression changed, he threw the box, turned around and left, "Go, it's dangerous."

But as soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang from the door, as if someone had slammed it with a giant hammer. With a Duang sound, the black iron door flew horizontally and slapped it into the yard. Shi Ran walked in a tall, murderous young man, it was Han Zhenyang.

Han Zhenyang looked at the old George who was about to leave, and sneered, "The one who came all the way, don't rush to leave."

"Han Zhenyang—" Old George took a deep look at Han Zhenyang, "I underestimated you, but you are the only one, can you keep me?"

"You don't need to try, I can tell you clearly, I'm the only one here," Han Zhenyang smiled disdainfully, "I can deal with you chickens and dogs alone."

"Hahaha, Han Zhenyang, you have been smart for a lifetime, and you were confused for a while. I used to think you were a talent, but I didn't expect to be so arrogant. You want to keep us alone. It's so funny. Are you Chinese so humorous?" George laughed out loud, while the two white youths beside him curled their lips in disdain, without looking straight at Han Zhenyang, their contempt was evident.

Liu Heqing next to Old George only found out about Han Zhenyang in the last few days, and his understanding of Han Zhenyang was limited to the public information. Seeing that although Han Zhenyang was tall, he was not as white as a person who could fight, so he jumped out immediately. Pointing at Han Zhenyang, he said, "Boy, don't even look at this place. How dare you come here to act wildly. Do you think I, Liu Heqing, are easy to bully?"

"What are you, you dare to point at me and talk," Han Zhenyang's eyes turned cold, he shook his body, swished in front of Liu Heqing, grabbed his fingers and pushed them, Liu Heqing screamed and fell out, his fingers It was directly cut off by Han Zhenyang.

Han Zhenyang has never been soft-hearted when dealing with this kind of stuff that eats inside and out.

He showed such a trick, but he failed to shock these people. Two strong men standing a little further away roared and rushed over, "Shameless, who is your master, who teaches kung fu to make you bully ordinary people?" In the middle, he waved his big hand like a bear's paw and patted it down.

It's not an exaggeration at all, it's really like a bear's paw, wide and thick, about two and a half times the size of an ordinary person, at first glance it looks like it's swollen, it seems to be blown up, but the whining wind But he told everyone that this palm is a genuine iron sand palm, and with one palm, breaking three or five bricks is like playing with it.

If there is only iron sand palm, it is useless. The problem is that these two are not weak in physical kung fu besides hand skills. What they practice is Pi Gua Quan. :01 o'clock.

(End of this chapter)