C29 Outside

It was dark in the car. He stepped on the pedals to see clearly:

A person was kneeling on the ground, and one could vaguely see the person's long braids.

. . .

In the Hilton Hotel next to the Freedom Square of Crown Prince City, people were coming and going. The well-dressed nobles were enjoying a luxurious life.

This was a galactic hotel with a special background. Under the wide building stood dozens of fierce bodyguards.

High traffic jams and security traps. Outside the three-meter tall fence, a few wolfdogs half the height of a man were patrolling back and forth. It made people feel that this was a paradise in the war zone, and it gave off a mysterious feeling.

Last night, a group of mysterious people came into the hall. They carried heavy plastic bags, threw out large amounts of cash, and were about to move in.

A man with a loose tooth asked for two villas on the street in a rough tone. The lobby manager was about to give him a room card when he hesitated. A bald man in front of her said with a fierce look in his eyes:

"Girl, I haven't killed anyone in a few days. I'm a bit tight on money. Change it to a normal room, the highest eighth floor. "

Whether or not he was also superstitious about the auspicious number eight, it was unknown. How could the lobby manager not see that this guy who hadn't killed anyone in a few days was a mysterious big shot? He directly booked a room for them.

This group of people carried their food to the eighth floor. The lobby lady had been trembling with fear ever since they checked in, afraid that these people would cause trouble. Then, a waiter secretly reported: They ordered a bunch of food and drinks, and they were all drinking and chatting in the room.

That was good. She was afraid that these barbaric fellows would bully ordinary tourists and then play with guns. The hotel business would not be able to continue.

Speaking of which, when Xiao Qiangbing's old van arrived at the parking lot of Freedom Square, just as it was about to get out of the van, it saw a glaring scene: A few police cars appeared and disappeared unpredictably in their field of vision, heading here from tens of meters away.

"They are coming! They came uninvited?" He stood in front of the car and said calmly.

Liu Dapeng just got out of the car and saw the police cars. At the same time, he saw a few people from the police in the north of the hotel. He immediately said vaguely, "Yes, yes, they are here. They are really here. "

A few people jumped out of the police cars. They quickly took off their police lights and circled around the cars. They tore off the police officers' blue and white bars. Seeing this, Liang Shuai said in shock:

"This guy definitely knows my brother. Those few brothers of mine have some art artists. When they have nothing to do, they post small advertisements or something. This method. . . Two words: proficient! "

Adolf was standing behind Xiao Qiangbing. He knew that his superiors were here. First, he was afraid, then he carefully revealed half of his face. When he saw the big guy, Tyson said, "Sheriff Tyson is here. Director Niles, I'm afraid. . . " Tyson turned his head and looked in his direction. After hearing someone's words, he immediately turned around and got into the car.

Xiao Qianbing narrowed his eyes, and those figures flashed in his eyes. He immediately understood.

He had sent people to fool around, so Niles and the others must have checked from all sides. They had used many methods, but they could not find Ma Ke's whereabouts at all.

If they couldn't find Ma Ke, then there was no need to be afraid. Didn't he find it? The local police station took a shortcut and rushed over. It seemed that they were going to pick the fruit.

"The national team is right. If I act alone in this place, I will definitely face many difficulties and endless troubles. Now, it seems like Old Guo is treating me. . . " For a moment, his heart was filled with sadness. He really missed the time when he was on the team. Although everyone had different opinions, it was very refreshing to do things.

"Brother Xiao, these are all Lei. No, it's the local police. I often see them being so aggressive. Who wouldn't listen to them and attack them? To be honest, I'm thinking more and more about domestic life now. What are these people? Sometimes they are just a pack of hungry wolves. " Liang Shuai, who was beside him, felt inexplicably sad.

Xiao Qiangbing did not comment on the discipline and style of his peers from various countries, but he knew in his heart that the judiciary staff of many countries and regions were far more powerful than he had imagined. . . Just like this Niles, not only was his ability a little lacking, but he also made people feel uncomfortable when it came to being open and aboveboard.

The matter was right in front of him, and there was no turning back. Xiao Qiangbing did not bother with Liang Shuai and took a few steps back. He called his brothers to form a circle and said in a low voice, "Go up later. Have fun, relax and play. "

"Play? As the saying goes, Big Brother, those bosses up there are a bunch of demons. Even the police can't handle them. Shall we play? [Tsk, tsk. The shop is having an annual meeting next month. We are having an event. I found a three-bedroom apartment in my hometown, Bin Hai. Brother Qiang, let's not take such a risk. ] Can we do it? Can we? "

An incomprehensible voice came from underneath Fatty Liu's long hair.

. . .

"Bastard, do you have brains? You trash are no different from pigs when you work. Think about it carefully. What should we do next?" Ma Ke's arrogant voice came from a guest room on the eighth floor.

This long room was a two-bedroom room. The thin partitions in the middle were quickly opened by them.

He sat on the sofa in the middle and gulped down a few mouthfuls of wine. He heavily paused the bottle and began to scold the useless little brothers in front of him.

They had already sent Speaker Johanndack to a secret place to lock him up. Mark had used his brain to think of a way to hide himself here.

After all, he had stolen so much cash from the mall. If he hid back at the base now. . . A leader like him, who was like a soldier in front of a horse, would definitely have to hand over most of his belongings. In that case, he would become a God of Fortune.

In addition, he liked excitement. He liked to enjoy life under the eyes of the military police. Also, his little brother had long reported that there were military police everywhere on the main roads leading out of the city.

The police officers in the police station were easy to deal with. Sometimes, even if they saw the bandits, they would shoot at them with their guns raised. The peacekeepers were different. Once they encountered them, it would be difficult for them to escape.

Not to mention now. They still had the Speaker in their hands.

They were not in a hurry to tear up the vote for Chairman Johandak. They had already sent a group of people to the Chairman's house, disguised as people who were delivering newspapers, to retrieve ten thousand US dollars from the butler.

The US dollars were now under his butt.

Like many barbaric men, this guy had the greatest interest in money and women. Now that he had a large amount of money, he originally wanted to recruit a few women to vent his anger in front of everyone. However, when he thought of the mysterious person staying here, he immediately gave up on the idea and started to ask these people to think of a way.

"Ask him to say that Cripple, this son of a b * tch, went to school and worked in Asia. " Seeing Mark looking at him like a poisonous snake, the man with the headscarf hurriedly pushed a black fatty beside him out.

The black fatty had stayed in Sun City for two years. Later, he was sentenced for smuggling, and after he got out of prison, he returned to his country to participate in Dark Starlight. He had learned a lot of cultural knowledge in prison, so he could be considered an intellectual in this group of people.

"Yes, yes, I learned their culture. But, but, I'm afraid I might say something wrong. " The fat man walked out with his body swaying and spoke haltingly.

He saw that Ma Ke's finger was lightly tapping on the wine bottle and immediately walked over attentively. He raised a cigar and lit it with one hand. He wanted to light it up for him.

Ma Ke took the cigarette and gently took two sips. He asked in a considerate manner:

"Cripple, is that leg of yours crippled? What's going on? "