District 9

At around seven o'clock in the evening, an off-road vehicle stopped in front of a hotel in Ba City. Tang Ming got out of the car with three people and walked into the lobby in straight suits.

About five or six minutes later, a middle-aged Chinese man walked out of the elevator and greeted Tang Ming warmly.

"Oh, President Tang!"

"Hello, hello, Mr. Wang!"

The two parties came together, smiled and shook hands.

"Mr. Wang, why did you suddenly think of having a cocktail party today?" Tang Ming asked with a smile.

"We have newly negotiated a venture capital investment. The main purpose of holding a cocktail party is to entertain Party A." The middle-aged man seemed not to be that familiar with Tang Ming, and said very politely: "I don't mean to ask you to come over and help me." Do you want to support the scene? Future cooperation with Party A will also require the support of our Chinese trade union."

"That's easy to say, haha."

"Come on, please come inside." The middle-aged man greeted: "I will introduce you to some friends."

"good."

While talking, a group of people walked into the elevator and went straight to the small cocktail reception upstairs.

…

Vincennes Boulevard, in a villa.

Lu Xiaofeng drank red wine with an unhappy expression, thinking about how to get out of the current predicament.

He is a high-ranking political "house dog" who has made a fortune by selling out, betraying, and operating under the table. He has seen too much filth and shady things, so it is difficult for him to trust anyone.

When Tang Ming was chatting that day, he once mentioned to Lu Xiaofeng that he wanted him to invest some money in him in the future and do some business together.

This behavior made Lu Xiaofeng feel dangerous. He always felt that while Tang Ming was protecting him on the surface, he also wanted to dig out the dirty money in his pocket and suck out his blood. Therefore, Lu Xiaofeng was very uneasy, and he had been thinking about how to escape these days.

"Dip Lingling!"

When the phone rang, Lu Xiaofeng returned to reality from his complicated thoughts. He picked up the phone with a frown and pressed the answer button.

"Hello?"

"Hello, this is President Tang's office. He said he will take you to a cocktail party later. Come to the union." A man's voice came over the phone.

Lu Xiaofeng was startled and looked down at the caller ID. After seeing that it was indeed the union's usual number, he asked doubtfully: "Didn't President Tang not let me go out recently?"

"Today is a small circle cocktail party, no problem." The other party replied succinctly.

"What time?" Lu Xiaofeng asked.

"You come now, President Tang will finish the meeting soon."

"All right."

"Well, that's it." The other party said and hung up the phone.

Lu Xiaofeng took his cell phone, took a sip of red wine, and decisively dialed Tang Ming's number to ask where he wanted to take him.

…

Two minutes ago, Tang Ming was placed in the reception hall by Mr. Wang on the sixth floor of the hotel. Just when he wanted to see if there were any familiar friends in the hall, he heard someone calling him from behind: "President Tang."

Tang Ming turned around and saw that the person calling him was a young man. He immediately smiled and asked, "Is something wrong?"

"Mr. Xiao saw you coming and asked me to ask you to go upstairs and have a chat." The young man replied with a smile.

"Which Mr. Xiao?"

"Xiao Shen."

"Ah, Lao Xiao, is he here too?" Tang Ming smiled, waved his hand and said, "Let's go."

"This way, this way." The young man made an invitation gesture and immediately led the way.

The two walked through the hall, followed the stairs at the corner to the second floor, then turned to the left and walked a few steps forward.

"Please." The young man stretched out his hand to push open the door of a room and greeted with a smile.

Tang Ming nodded slightly and walked into the room, but when he turned around, he didn't see anyone or hear any conversation.

"Where are the people?"

Tang Ming turned around and asked.

"Mr. Tang, I'm sorry, you have to stay here quietly for half an hour." The young man replied expressionlessly.

"What do you mean?" Tang Ming was stunned.

The young man took out his gun in a subtle manner and put it on Tang Ming's waist: "That's what it means."

Tang Ming looked at the other party in disbelief, completely confused.

At the same time, the two Yaoguang brothers who were hiding at the door of the room rushed out, grabbed Tang Ming directly, and dragged him into the house.

The young man closed the door, turned his head and looked around, then lowered his head and took out his mobile phone and dialed Qin Yu's number.

"Hello? Xiaobai."

"Put it in, hold it down." Xiaobai bared his teeth and replied.

"Just hold it down, don't move him." Qin Yu ordered.

"knew."

"Yes." Qin Yu finished his instructions and hung up the phone.

Indoors, Tang Ming's cell phone kept ringing, but facing two S-guns, he could only remain motionless.

…

Inside the villa.

Lu Xiaofeng called Tang Ming three times, but after the other party didn't answer, he could only stand up and shout: "Pick up the car and go to the union."

"Did my brother call you?" Tang Ming's sister came down from upstairs and asked.

"No." Lu Xiaofeng shook his head: "He was in a meeting and asked his secretary to call me."

"What did I ask you to do?"

"They said they were going to a cocktail party." Lu Xiaofeng picked up his coat and said, "I'll go take a look first."

"I'll go with you."

"Just don't go," Lu Xiaofeng said with some resistance, "Just stay at home."

"No, I want to go too. It's boring to stay at home." The woman didn't care whether Lu Xiaofeng agreed or not, and just went downstairs and picked up her coat.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the other party with a displeased expression, put on his windbreaker, and walked outside.

Seven or eight minutes later, six burly men, plus Lu Xiaofeng and his woman, drove two cars together and drove out of the villa compound.

…

At the exit of the villa area, Qi Lin watched the two cars leave, frowned and picked up the intercom and shouted: "Brother Xiao, I think we may be thinking too much."

On the way to the union, Brother Xiao asked with some confusion: "Why are you overthinking?"

"They just took two cars and went to the union." Qi Lin replied softly: "Why do I feel that the Han family's protection of him is not very strict?"

"No way." Brother Xiao thought for a moment and replied, "Perhaps he lives very close to the union. If something happens, the people next to him can come over quickly?"

"It's also possible." Qi Lin nodded.

"You saw Lu Xiaofeng get in the car, right?" Brother Xiao asked.

"Yes."

"Follow him and touch him immediately." Brother Xiao glanced at his watch and replied.

"Okay." Qi Lin responded, turned around and walked into the alley.

…

Five or six minutes later, the two cars encountered a red light and slowly stopped in the rightmost lane.

"Squeak!"

Suddenly, two cars traveling in the opposite direction came up from the right fork in the road.

"Uh-huh!"

The back seat window of the first car was lowered. Qin Yu, wearing a mask on his face, poked out the barrel of a gun from the car.

"Kangkongkangkang!"

Three dull gunshots rang out, and the two tires on the right side of the car Lu Xiaofeng was sitting in were instantly blown out.

"Someone, someone, hurry up, stop it!" Lu Xiaofeng, who had been tense all the time, shouted in a sharp voice while sitting in the car.