Antiques with golden eyes

Two flowers bloomed, one on each side, and the time went back half an hour.

"Crack!"

The crisp sound of a crisp slap echoed in the warehouse.

Because the young man in the peaked hat did not want to deliver food to the brothers Awen and Awu who were guarding Chen Xiaoyu and Lao Wu, he was slapped hard by Brother Jiu.

The force was so great that the face of the young man in the peaked hat instantly swelled up, like half a ripe apple!

The young man in the peaked cap subconsciously covered his burning cheeks, his eyes filled with anger, but soon, he slowly lowered his head.

A slap on the face brings not only pain, but also humiliation.

Being slapped in front of so many people is a humiliation that no living person can bear.

But even though he was already angry, the young man in the peaked hat knew very well that people could only bow their heads under the eaves!

Don't talk about fighting back, you can't even say a word in return.

If you talk back, you won't be slapped, but you can expect a severe beating!

Ninth Brother is not only his immediate boss, but also the most valued subordinate of the Third Shopkeeper.

There is no one.

In the huge organization of Danshan Taibao, the three shopkeepers are currently subordinate to one person and above hundreds of people, and their authority is unquestionable.

As the right-hand man of the Third Shopkeeper, Ninth Brother's authority is equally formidable.

Now even if Ninth Brother kills him and buries him in a trap, no one will save him.

"Be patient, you have to be patient!"

Thinking of this, the young man in the cap first bent down to pick up his cap that had been knocked to the ground and put it on. Then he quickly packed some snacks such as chicken skewers in a plastic bag, and picked up two unopened bottles.

Chuzhou Daqu quickly walked out of the warehouse like a deflated rubber ball.

Although I didn't dare to show the slightest anger towards Brother Ninth, I had to find a place to vent my anger.

So, the young man in the peaked hat spat viciously into the plastic bag containing the snacks, "Eat? Eat my saliva!"

Danshan Taibao has always had its own small circle.

The young man in the peaked hat belongs to the third shopkeeper. Now that the first shopkeeper is in decline and the second shopkeeper is dead, the third shopkeeper is undoubtedly the one with the most say and the strongest power among all the big shopkeepers.

In other words, their branch currently has the largest number of people and the strongest combat power among the nine groups of Danshan Taibao.

And who is Awen Awu?

These two people are Lin Yian's men!

Not to mention that Lin Yian had betrayed Lord Feng and was directly removed from Danshan Taibao!

Even if he is still here, his strength is far inferior to that of the third shopkeeper. Why should he serve these two grandsons whom his grandma does not care for and his uncle does not love?

The young man in the peaked hat became more and more angry as he thought about it. He spat on the food again and kept scolding: "Eat your father's saliva!"

Perhaps he was so angry that he didn't realize that usually at this time, those ferocious mastiff dogs would follow him immediately as long as they smelled the scent of meat.

But today there was not even a sign of a mastiff on the road.

He didn't even know that someone was following him ten meters behind him.

At this moment, Sanwazi, dressed in black, bent over like a falcon lurking in the dark night, with a pair of sharp eyes staring at the every move of the young man in the peaked hat.

When the young man in the peaked cap leaves, he will go; when the young man in the peaked cap stops, he will stop.

The distance between the two of them was always about ten meters, maintaining just the right distance so that they could monitor the movements of the young man in the peaked hat without being discovered.

At this moment, the young man in the peaked cap was still mumbling curse words, completely unaware that the danger was quietly approaching.

Soon, the young man in the peaked cap arrived at the dormitory door.

Seeing this, Sanwazi's eyes lit up, "It turns out Brother Xiaoyu and Uncle Wu are being held here!"

Now that he had found the place where Chen Xiaoyu and Lao Wu were imprisoned, Sanwazi no longer wasted time.

He walked a few steps quickly, his body was as fast as lightning, and he was as fast as the wind. He struck the young man in the peaked hat accurately on the neck with a palm knife. The young man in the peaked hat didn't even make a sound and lay down directly backward.

Sanwazi had quick eyesight and quick hands. Not only did he support the young man in the peaked hat to prevent him from falling down, he even caught the food and wine in his hand firmly.

His movements are so nimble and his reactions are so quick, even if Shen Yu is here, he must say that this is really a good effort for a small amount of time.

Sanwazi had observed before that there was a tattered pickup truck parked in a parking space more than ten meters away on the east side of the dormitory building.

Judging from the rust stains on the car body and the shriveled tires, it is estimated that it has been parked here for more than a day or two.

The battery of this scrapped car is 100% dead. Whether you open the door or touch the cabin, it will never cause the car to sound the siren.

The young man carrying the peaked cap, Sanwazi, like an agile ape, arrived in front of the pickup truck in two or three breaths.

He gently opened the car door, and then carefully placed the unconscious cap in the back seat of the car.

His hands and feet were tied tightly with hemp rope, and a piece of rag from the car was stuffed in his mouth to prevent him from waking up and making any noise.

After doing this, Sanwazi did not act in a hurry, but took the peaked cap and put it on his head.

Finally, he muted the cell phone of the young man in the peaked hat, then picked up the food and wine and walked towards the dormitory door.

Not to mention, the height and figure of Sanwazi and the young man in the peaked hat are almost the same. With the hat on, it is really difficult to tell them apart unless you look carefully at their faces.

As he walked, he looked towards the old two-story brick building.

There was no light from the dozens of windows throughout the building.

In this case, either the people guarding Chen Xiaoyu and Lao Wu had fallen asleep, or the curtains in the room were covered with blackout cloth.

In other words, Sanwazi could not tell which room Chen Xiaoyu and Lao Wu were detained in.

The following rescue efforts can only be made on a case-by-case basis.

The only good thing is that the door to the dormitory building is not locked.

Sanwazi went up the steps, opened the door and walked in.

As soon as I walked in, a pungent musty smell that was almost nauseating hit the ground like a flood, while a few frightened mice squeaked and fled in panic.

Countless cockroaches were frightened and fled in all directions, disappearing in every corner in an instant.

The lobby on the first floor is filled with all kinds of domestic garbage.

Lunch boxes, wine bottles, mineral water bottles, old newspapers, various food packaging bags, and old clothes and torn socks were mixed together in an orderly manner.

Sanwazi doesn't care about these disgusting things.

He has no mysophobia.

He also worked as an intern at a garbage treatment plant for a period of time.

To him, this bit of dirty garbage is nothing like a drizzle of rain.

When his grandfather taught him martial arts, he slept in bridges, woods, cemeteries, abandoned houses, basements, various abandoned factories, and even the rumored haunted house.

An old dormitory is nothing!

He frowned, glanced around calmly, and immediately concluded that Chen Xiaoyu and Lao Wu were not detained on the first floor.