The 10,000th Rebirth

The system of the Hualong Market Management Office is no different from being defenseless for someone like Chen Luo who can hack into any computer in the world.

It took Chen Luo only a few minutes to retrieve the surveillance at the door and found the footage of the bikers leaving.

Chen Luo pressed the pause button and kept zooming out the screen, and soon saw it clearly.

The bikers had a total of three motorcycles, all of which were Suzuki heavy motorcycles, with two people on each motorcycle.

However, the surveillance these days is generally not good, the clarity is too low, and the two people are wearing helmets and facing away from the camera, so there is no way to see their appearance clearly.

Chen Luo did not give up, and continued to stare at the surveillance screen and observe other details.

Although it is not clear what the bikers look like, and everyone is dressed differently, they have a common feature on their bodies, that is, they all have tattoos on their arms.

However, these tattoos are not only blurry, but also only part of them are captured by the surveillance, so it is impossible to tell what the tattoos are.

Chen Luo took out paper and pen from the drawer and drew down the six tattoos he saw.

Chen Luo's painting skills have long been at the master level, so copying a few tattoos is naturally a piece of cake. It's like copying and pasting directly, transferring the tattoos on the screen to the paper.

Although the tattoos are blurry, Chen Luo stared at these tattoo fragments for a while, picked up the pen in his hand and began to complete these tattoos.

Tattoos and paintings have something in common, because the first thing to do in the tattoo process is to review the drawings.

The so-called review is to observe the structure, color tone and spatial order of the pattern, which is equivalent to observation and finalization in painting.

Chen Luo is proficient in painting, and the deduction of the lines and textures of tattoos is not too difficult for him. He only took a glance to know which direction the lines behind these tattoo fragments should go.

And although each of these tattoos is photographed in a different place, judging from the structure and color tone, these six people are obviously tattooed with the same tattoo.

Six fragments, plus Chen Luo's deduction, in less than a moment, he drew a complete tattoo pattern.

As expected, these motorcycle gangs have no new ideas and tattoo a dragon.

Chen Luo compared the complete dragon tattoo with the other five fragments, and they all matched without exception.

Chen Luo sneered, took out his mobile phone, and called Hou Yaozong again.

"Hello, hello, I'm Hou Yaozong."

Hou Yaozong had saved Chen Luo's number just now. When he saw him calling, he was shocked and hurriedly answered the phone, then asked in an extremely respectful tone, "What's your name, sir?"

"My last name is Chen."

"Hello, Mr. Chen!"

Hou Yaozong quickly went through it in his mind, but found that there was no big family with the surname Chen in Pengcheng.

But this did not prevent Hou Yaozong from continuing to think that Chen Luo was from a big family. China is so big, and at his level, he can only contact those young masters in Pengcheng at most, and it is impossible to recognize all the rich young masters in the country.

"I want to find a group of motorcycle gangs. They all ride Suzuki heavy motorcycles and have blue dragon tattoos on their arms. Have you heard of them?"

Hou Yaozong is also a gangster, but his level is much higher than that of the motorcycle gang.

Not to mention the people and funds under his command, Hou Yaozong even had smuggled guns in his hands.

Hou Yaozong was stunned for a moment. He thought Chen Luo came to ask about the Yamaha Tyrannosaurus motorcycle, but he didn't expect that he came to ask about a group of gangsters.

But Hou Yaozong quickly made up his mind. Chen Luo just asked him for a Tyrannosaurus, and now he came to ask about gangsters riding heavy motorcycles, and his tone was cold.

There is no doubt that the group of motorcycle gangs must have offended Chen Luo for something, perhaps the heavy motorcycle, and Chen Luo is going to settle accounts with these gangsters.

However, Hou Yaozong didn't care so much. He thought about it quickly and said immediately, "There are not many motorcycle gangs in Pengcheng. According to the characteristics you mentioned, they should be the Qinglong gang. Their boss nicknamed himself "Qinglong", so all his subordinates have a tattoo of a Qinglong."

"Is their sphere of influence in Hualong District?"

"Yes."

"Catch all of them and tell me the address after you're done."

"Okay, Mr. Chen!"

Hou Yaozong agreed without even thinking about it.

The Qinglong motorcycle gang is just a bunch of small hooligans. Hou Yaozong doesn't need to do it himself to deal with them. He can just tell his men to go there.

After Chen Luo hung up the phone, Hou Yaozong, in order to prove his ability, even transferred some of the people who were transferring the goods and went directly to the Qinglong motorcycle gang's lair.

Hou Yaozong's men were many times more numerous than the motorcycle gang, and it was a sudden attack. They didn't have time to react and were knocked down by a barrage of sticks.

All the members of the motorcycle gang, including Qinglong, were captured.

When Chen Luo rushed to the location notified by Hou Yaozong, he found that it was at the seaside.

All the members of the Qinglong motorcycle gang wore black hoods on their heads, tied up with their hands behind their backs, and knelt in a row on the ground.