Gossip King

Fast and agile, Lao Diao followed the two teams quickly to the south.

Suddenly, the two teams separated, one heading west and the other heading south, Lao Hao's footsteps stopped for a moment, and he turned his head and looked to the west.

Lao Zhang, you have to hold back the time. There are two teams here. I will look back alone. It will take time. I thought about it and didn't think much about it. I followed the team heading west. Follow step by step.

The team stopped in front of a warehouse.

"Hold, stay up and hold! Donggang has just had an accident, we can't have an accident here." The headed patrol said sharply.

The teams lined up in two rows, guarding strictly.

Exactly as Gao Leng expected, with the sound of the gun, they mistakenly thought it was the gunshot, and the horses and soldiers immediately gathered to the place that needed to be defended the most. The place they guarded must be the warehouse where the carrion is hidden.

Finding a needle in a haystack requires only skill.

However, this warehouse was beyond Lao Diao's expectations.

The warehouse that was supposed to be different at first seemed to be no different from other warehouses. The warehouse they were guarding was exactly the same in size and decoration. Lao Xiao was suspicious, this warehouse is not big, and with the large inventory of Donggang, such a warehouse is too small.

The same is true for a whole row of warehouses.

He is about 20 meters away from the team, neither far nor near.

Old Hang was suspicious, took out a small telescope from his pocket and took a look. This row of warehouses is exactly the same as the facades on the street, and they guard one of them.

"That's not right, such a warehouse can't hold the carrion. Isn't all the carrion transferred here and then processed?" The old man took out his phone and took a few pictures before thinking about it, and ran to the south quickly.

There was almost no patrol on the road, half went to the far west and half guarded the warehouse, but it was very smooth.

"It's another warehouse." From a distance, Lao Diao saw a patrol a little bit to the south. The warehouses here are planned in a unified manner. If it weren't for the number on the house number, he couldn't remember where it was.

The old man picked up the phone and quickly took a few pictures.

"Why is it such a small warehouse again? How much carrion can there be? After a hundred tons of dead meat, is the total warehouse just a transit?" The phone is blurred, but I know the general situation and where to put it.

boom! A muffled noise came again.

"It's too late." Lao Diao pulled out the phone card and replaced it with a new card. After throwing the card with the photo into a hidden place in the underwear, she turned around, ran to the far west quickly, and ran in the direction of the previous construction.

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"Over there! Over there!" The sound of footsteps and voices ran towards Zhang Xuelong one after another. When he was about two hundred meters away, Zhang Xuelong rushed to another sewer location.

"How can someone construct this?"

"No one?"

"Call to ask if someone is repairing the sewers here!"

In a few minutes, the patrol gathered near the sewer where the cannon was fired. About forty people whispered and probed into the sewer. Someone immediately called: "Hello? At the guard, is anyone repairing the sewer today? Oh, yes, good."

As soon as the voice fell, only a deafening sound came from not far away.

If the first sound they heard sounded like gunfire because they were far apart, then the distance was closer.

"Boss, someone will repair the sewer."

"How does it sound like the sound of a pipe?"

"It needs blasting to repair the sewer?"

"What kind of blasting, sometimes it needs to be fired."

Several people talked a lot, and apparently no longer had the tension and panic of the talents, and walked in the direction of the gunfire.

It is walking, not running.

Zhang Xuelong hid in the corner and watched this crowd of people huffing and rushing to the sewer like chickens. Now he huffed and walked to the sewer. He woke up and smiled. Don’t say it, it’s really like rushing. Chicken and duck.

He jumped down the sewer, took out a cannon, and listened to his footsteps getting closer, only a dozen meters closer. Lao Diao explained, one over there and two over here.

This is the third cannon. It will be released only when these people come around and see him.

So he rolled his pedals and tools on him, climbed on the rock wall of the sewer, leaned out half of his body, and waited for them to come.

"Hey! Who!" The voice of patrol came from behind.

At this time, Zhang Xuelong disappeared directly into the sewer, and when he reached the bottom, he lit the cannon and threw it to the end of the pipe.

boom! There was a muffled sound. Exploded.

As it exploded, when he looked up, a group of patrols around the wellhead stared at him.

"What...What are you doing, buddy?" Zhang Xuelong watched innocently and in a panic at the black pressure group of people, climbing up from the bottom of the well, all dirty with sewage.

"Did you just fire the cannon?" The lead patrol raised an electric baton and prodded him on the shoulder.

"Yeah...what...what's the matter." Zhang Xuelong shook a head of the sewage, and the shot directly hit him with the black water. With this fling, the patrols frowned and moved back.

"Boss, Oolong, someone repairs the sewer." People around him breathed a sigh of relief.

"Who is firing the cannon over there?" The headed patrol's expression was much calmer, and he pointed to a short distance.

"Coworkers, we are going to fix it tonight. It's almost time for this tonight, and I'll end work in a while." Zhang Xuelong replied extremely calmly, slightly curled up, as if he was a little afraid of this group of people, and looked honest and friendly.

"Let's take a look." Although the patrol didn't doubt it, he was very cautious.

Zhang Xuelong was a little nervous, and he didn't know if Lao Hang was back there. If he didn't return, it would be troublesome, so he stretched out his hand and grabbed the headed patrol.

"Hey hey, take away your dirty hands, and talk about something!" The headed patrol shook his hand away with a look of disgust.

"Then what, don't I need to go there, right?" Zhang Xuelong looked for something, delayed time, reached out his hand in his pocket, took out the pass and handed it to the person: "This is the pass given by the guard tonight. This is allowed. No Will my wages be deducted?"

The patrol took it over and took a look, then threw it on him: "Okay, come with me to take a look over there and verify your identity."

"Then what..." Zhang Xuelong grabbed his arm again.

"Get off!" The headed patrol became more and more impatient: "What's the matter?"

"You really won't deduct my wages? You have to fight, you can't fight, you can't do this job." Zhang Xuelong smiled and bowed.

The head of the patrol was a little angry, staring at what Zhang Xuelong was about to say, bang! A muffled noise came from not far away.

As soon as Zhang Xuelong's hanging heart fell, he hung there.

"Let's take a look." The patrol headed said, and Zhang Xuelong hurriedly crawled out of the sewer: "It's my worker, you can check your pass." After that, a large group of people returned to the vicinity of the sewer again. Climb out of the well.

Lao Diao's head and face were full of black water, except for his two eyes and teeth, the rest was black mud.

Don't talk about them, even if Gao Leng stood in front of him, it would be difficult to recognize this person as an old hanger.

"Wh... what's the matter?" Lao Hao was also blank, shaking his hair.

"Did you just fired the cannon?" the patrol asked.

The old hanging nodded: "Well, isn't this repairing? How to repair it without letting go."

"Why didn't we see you when we came over."

"Pee, what's the matter? You show the pass to someone. If you want to repair the sewer, you will have to shoot, the boss." The old man took out the pass and was about to pass it. Suddenly, he saw Zhang Xuelong's face pale and stared. Looking behind him with big eyes, blinking at him suddenly.

He turned his head and looked at it, his heart sighed.

Not far away, a patrol came over dazedly, a head of blood.

It was the man who was knocked out by him and Lao Diao.

This is not easy, unexpectedly.

Why did you wake up so soon? Zhang Xuelong panicked, the hand holding the pass shook, and the paper fell to the ground.

"Huh?" The headed patrol looked at him up and down: "What's the matter?"