Wind Rises in Dragon City

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At around two o'clock in the middle of the night, Kong Zhenghui led his people to a coffee shop next to a street in the second district.

At such a late hour, the lights in the café were still on. Some guests are sitting inside, some are chatting, some are working.

Kong Zhenghui didn't act in a hurry, but sat quietly in the car, waiting on the side of the street.

Daliang and the others were sitting in the car, and they also tried their best to sort out the guns in their hands.

It was about 3:30 in the middle of the night, and the lights in the cafe gradually dimmed.

Daliang was shocked, turned his head to Kong Zhenghui and said, "Brother, it's almost there."

Kong Zhenghui looked left and right. Under the dim street lights, the streets were empty and there were no people there.

"Do it."

"it is good!"

Daliang led four fierce brothers, and pulled up the scarf to cover their faces.

"Wow!"

The door of the commercial vehicle was suddenly opened, and five people rushed into the coffee shop with a Remington in their hands.

"Boom!"

Daliang kicked open the door of the coffee shop, held up the Remington, and shouted at the store manager and the waiter: "If you don't want to die, lie on the ground!"

"Oh God, don't shoot!"

Seeing these black muzzles, the store manager and the waiter obediently lay on the ground with their hands behind their backs, and their movements were very smooth and skillful.

The store manager lay there with a pale face, and shouted skillfully: "Please don't hurt us, the money is in the machine at the counter!"

"Get the money!" Daliang winked at the brother next to him.

Two of them pretended to be robbers, smashed open the cash register at the counter, and grabbed handfuls of banknotes.

"boom!"

Daliang hit him **** the back with the **** of the gun, and threatened: "Find out the surveillance! I don't want to cause trouble!"

"I'll take you."

The store manager was very cooperative, stood up with his hands raised, and led Daliang and the other two people to the monitoring room behind.

"Right here..."

The store manager pointed to a computer in front of him, Daliang was not polite, and with a bang, the **** of a gun knocked the opponent unconscious.

Then, a computer-savvy brother stepped forward, turned on the computer, crackled, and according to the date provided by Liu Dongyu, adjusted the relevant monitoring, checked it, and copied it to the mobile hard disk.

Daliang also deliberately took out his mobile phone and took a few photos of the people in the screen.

After everything was done, they deleted today's monitoring, and repeated tricks to stun the clerk, and then walked away.

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The group of people moved very quickly, coming and going like the wind. In less than ten minutes, they ran out of the coffee shop and returned to the business car.

This series of processes did not attract the attention of others, and no one even discovered that this coffee shop had just experienced a robbery.

Before finding Zhang Yuan, Kong Zhenghui used the method of robbery to cover up their real purpose in order to avoid alarming others. After all, this is in the territory of the first and second districts, and it is easy to be targeted by the military intelligence department.

After the car started, Kong Zhenghui immediately asked, "Did you find it?"

"Found it." Daliang made an ok gesture, took out his phone at the same time, and showed Kong Zhenghui the photo he had taken.

Kong Zhenghui glanced at the photo, then showed it to Liu Dongyu who was sitting in the last row of the car tremblingly: "Is that him?"

"That's right, that's him!" Liu Dongyu's head nodded like he was pounding garlic.

Although he successfully obtained the photo, Kong Zhenghui fell into a stalemate again.

The Kong family was established in an association, and they have a wide network of contacts in the Jianghu, and there is no shortage of available people under their command. But in terms of military intelligence, his ability is much weaker, because Kong Zhenghui has never been in contact with this aspect of work from the beginning to the end.

Now I have no photos, but I don't know how to find Zhang Yuan's whereabouts for a while.

Kong Zhenghui looked at the photo in his hand, leaned on his chin, and fell into deep thought.

At this moment, Daliang, who was sitting next to him, saw his frowning look, and couldn't help but come up with an idea: "Brother, it's not easy for you to check someone, so call An Department and that's it. Since This kid is a military intelligence officer, maybe they have a record."

Kong Zhenghui said in a low voice: "I don't want to find Yu Mingyuan until the matter is investigated clearly."

With that said, he put down the photo and thought for a while, "Forget it, let's find Tonghui."

The phone was connected quickly, and Zhou Tonghui's voice rang out in a hurry: "Zhenghui, what's going on with you, did you find anything?"

"Find some." Kong Zhenghui nodded slightly: "However, the clues are stuck here now, and I need you to help me find someone in the first district."

"Okay, who is it?" Zhou Tonghui agreed without hesitation.

"A person with military intelligence, but don't show up yourself." Kong Zhenghui had already thought about the details, and told the other party on the phone: "You know a lot of people and you have channels. Find other contacts to handle this matter. How much will it cost? Come and get it, you can raise the price a bit higher, and I will send you his photo later."

Zhou Tonghui replied: "No problem."

Kong Zhenghui felt relieved: "Okay, let me know if there is any news."

Zhou Tonghui's tone was full of concern, and he reminded: "Be careful on your side, don't hold back if you have anything to do, be sure to call me."

"I understand, hang up first."

"Um…"

The two hung up the phone, and Kong Zhenghui leaned back on the chair, lost in thought again.

…

Dragon City, in the forest next to a crematorium.

After He Yan met the cosmetic face, the two first went out together, and then came back here.

The cosmetic face took out a box of crumpled cigarettes, raised his hand and handed one to He Yan.

He Yan thought for a while, took the cigarette, and said, "When will you move?"

The cosmetic face took a deep puff of a cigarette~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and responded in a low voice: "The periphery has been controlled, just for a few days, as long as there is wind, we will do it. You are ready, use the previous batch people."

As he said that, the face-lifting face took out his mobile phone and showed him a look: "Remember, this is the next goal."

He Yan glanced at the photo above, with a look of astonishment on his face, he couldn't help asking: "Are you going to touch him so soon?!"

The cosmetic face deleted the photos, put away the phone, and said with a chuckle: "Hehe, Su Tianyu is not dead, and he may jump out to take charge of the overall situation at any time, so the people at the helm on our side must constantly adjust their direction."

He Yan was smoking a cigarette, looking at the plastic surgery face with a heavy heart, and asked suddenly: "After finishing this ticket, will I be able to leave?"

"That's right." The cosmetic face replied affirmatively.

Upon hearing this, He Yan didn't say anything, just nodded slowly, and continued to smoke while sitting in the cold wind.

After a long time, the face-lifting face looked at He Yan and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I'm different from them, I don't know how to play dirty."

"Um!"

He Yan nodded.