Wind Rises in Dragon City

At nine o'clock at night, in a sparsely populated town in Laomo District.

In recent decades, Laomo has been in the midst of civil war, and many places have often been baptized by war. The same is true for this small town. I don’t know how many times it has been affected by the flames of war.

Most of the houses in the town are dilapidated, and some collapsed buildings still have a lot of bullet holes. Most of the residents here are also used to it, except for some who escaped, the rest have become numb to war.

The eighteen members of the Sanguanghui hid in a dilapidated iron house in the small town. Candles were burning in the room, and the windows were boarded up, and the door was likewise locked, to keep out the light of the fire.

In the dim candlelight, some young people drank beer and bragged; some gathered together to play poker; For people of this age group, this kind of life is not stressful, but a bit chic.

Young and frivolous, I don't know what danger is.

At the same time, in the clean room next door, Zheng Guang was lying on a hard wooden bed, holding his mobile phone, and looking at the photos on the screen.

That photo is a screenshot of a live broadcast. On it is a wall with a few large characters sprayed with red spray paint: "Sanguanghui, revenge must be revenged! There are a lot of psychotropic drugs hidden here!"

Zheng Guang frowned, and couldn't help muttering: "CNM's... just pretend to be me, the handwriting is so ugly!"

Zheng Guang's heart was full of anger, and he didn't know who it was. Under the name of Sanguanghui, he was doing evil outside, morally corrupt, and insane!

They have been hiding here since they escaped from the bar, and have never returned to Dragon City, and it is even more impossible for them to write the words on the wall. Although Zheng Guang is not a great detective, he can understand from this picture that someone is clearly blaming them for the Sanguanghui! Put **** bowls on their heads!

Little damage, very humiliating! Zheng Guangqi's hemorrhoids almost didn't burst!

Zheng Guang put down his phone and touched his bald forehead. He felt that this matter was full of strangeness. And the bombing in that bar last time was also very strange! Inexplicably, who threw the grenade?

One thing after another piled up together, as if there was an invisible big hand behind him, pushing him away.

"A horse-riding..."

The more Zheng Guang thought about it, the more angry he became, he turned over and sat up, walked to the table, picked up the mineral water, and took two sips.

After calming down a little, Zheng Guang continued to think about this matter in his mind.

"Crack!"

After thinking for a long time, Zheng Guang sat back on the wooden bed, smoked a cigarette, grabbed a handful of bullets from the bedside box, and pressed them one by one into the magazine.

"Click!"

After it was full, Zheng Guang stuffed the magazine back, put the pistol on his waist again, and covered it with his clothes.

"Boom!"

Zheng Guang pushed the door and left his room, the sound of closing the door attracted the attention of other people in the living room. Everyone looked over and landed on him.

Zheng Guang turned his head and shouted at a young man in his twenties: "Little Huo, come here and come out with me."

"Okay." Without hesitation, Xiao Huo patted his buttocks, stood up, and walked over quickly.

Although he is not very old, he has a very flexible mind, and he has been with Zheng Guang for a long time, so he can be called his right-hand man.

Zheng Guang then ordered the others: "I'm going out to do some errands, you all stay here obediently, don't run around, and don't make light for me. Even if you go out to shit, let me go in the dark! Blind la Old Lu, keep an eye on them for me. I’ll be back in two or three hours, and I’ll take you with me.”

"Don't worry bro!" A slightly older youth nodded.

After giving instructions, Zheng Guang left the iron house with Xiaohuo, and got into a dilapidated van parked outside.

The car has not been moved for several days, and there is a lot of dust on it.

Xiaohuo turned on the engine, turned to look at Zheng Guang who was sitting in the back row: "Brother, where are you going?"

Zheng Guang stretched out his finger and said, "Go ahead."

Xiao Huo stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove forward slowly. After a while, the car drove to the corner of the street. Zheng Guang found a place with a better view and said, "Stop."

Xiaohuo froze for a moment: "What's wrong, bro?"

Zheng Guang urged: "If you are told to stop, just stop. You will stay in the car for a while. Remember, no matter what happens outside, don't go out!"

Xiaohuo's brain reacted quickly, and he turned his head and asked, "Brother, do you suspect that there is..."

Zheng Guang frowned, and interrupted Xiao Huo with a wave of his hand: "Don't worry about it."

Xiaohuo stopped talking, parked the car on the side of the road, turned off the engine and turned off the lights, and waited quietly with Zheng Guang.

The whole street was very quiet, except for the occasional barking of dogs. A few cars drove past on the road from time to time, but not many.

Almost an hour or so later, the door of the metal room was gently pushed open, and a young man under Zheng Guang, who was wearing a black T-shirt and a peaked cap, slipped out quietly. He observed left and right for a long time, then walked to the intersection and reached out to stop a passing black car.

The car window rolled down slowly, and an old black man was sitting in the car, shouting at the young man in English, "Where are you going?"

The young man mentioned a place name, and Old Hei stretched out two fingers, and quoted a very exaggerated price.

At this moment, the young man suddenly felt a heavy pat on the back. He suddenly turned his head and found Zheng Guang standing behind him, he couldn't help being stunned.

Zheng Guang looked at the young man and asked blankly, "What are you going to do?"

The young man had come to his senses, and replied without changing his face: "What are you doing... Brother, didn't you leave?"

Zheng Guang glanced at him: "I'm waiting for someone, why did you come out?"

The young man looked at Zheng Guang's face and explained calmly: "I'm going out to buy something."

"Oh." Zheng Guang nodded, and suddenly asked: "Have you brought your mobile phone? Use it for me."

"Bring it!" The young man fixed his eyes on Zheng Guang, and at the same time reached into his pocket.

The two looked at each other ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ with different expressions.

The driver of the black car behind him was still shouting: "Hey, do you want to sit still?"

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At the same time, the compound of the Dragon City General Administration Bureau.

Su Tianyu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office, with his hands behind his back, looking at the brightly lit city streets outside. After thinking for a long time, he turned his head and said to Gu Baishun who was sitting on the sofa next to him, "Find someone with good business ability, and I'll talk to him."

Hearing this, Gu Baishun couldn't help being taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "Didn't Tan Mingchao say...he came to mediate?"

Su Tianyu sighed: "Oh... I don't think he can get along well, so let's do it ourselves."

Upon hearing this, Gu Baishun nodded slightly.

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