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Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty Second

"The director, it is the person in front of him. All the clues we found pointed to him, and those precious jewelry also leaked from him.

So as long as you find him, you will definitely be able to ask some clues, let’s…”

A large group of people stood around Lin Cong. At this moment, he was lighting a cigar, wearing sunglasses and a black hat, looking at the person directly in front of him.

It is normal for people on the black market to show some treasures of unknown origin. Everyone knows this, so they are tacit.

If you buy something and ask where it comes from, others may not sell it to you.

The black market is a bit dark!

"Call that person over to me!"

Lin Cong just said lightly, and soon a thin man with a look of stingy looks was lifted over, his body was easily curled up, and he seemed to know that he was not a good person.

Hou San has been working in the black market for more than 20 years. Since she was ten years old, she has followed the master to travel around the world and collect east and west. During this period, she also encountered some things, but no one has threatened him with a gun like this time.

After finding out the identities of these people, his heart couldn't help but feel a slap in his heart, because these people were actually traitors...

I looked at the man in the car carefully. He had sunglasses on his face, and he looked gentle and could not see any expression. This made his heart fall to the extreme again.

"I wonder what the hell do you have to ask me for?"

Even if you know the identities of these people, you cannot point them out on the spot. There are rules for doing this industry.

The spy who led the lead wanted to go up and hammer it, and then beat the man up first, but before he could do it, he heard Lin Cong stopping it.

"stop!"

"Mr. Lin..."

Lin Cong ignored the puzzled expression on his subordinate's face. He still had many questions in his mind. How could he have time to control others' thoughts?

Looking at the man with a scathing eyes in front of him, he asked lightly:

"I believe you can see my identity too. As long as you tell me everything I want to know, I will definitely not make things difficult for you. I will say that there is still something to cooperate with you in the future!"

This was a pill of reassurance. After hearing this, Hou San's face suddenly improved a lot and was no longer as pale as before.

"If you have any questions, just ask. If you know, you will definitely not be able to speak!"

There is no way, in order to save his life, Hou San has to say so.

About three hours later, Lin Cong left here with people, and Hou San's forehead was covered with sweat. Although it was a hot day, her back was covered with cold sweat.

This time I really walked in front of the gates of hell. These people were all armed with live ammunition. If they were shot or brought to the military police, they would not have to pass this life. He also wanted to have fun with the wife of Xinqu’s room.

At the same time, let’s look at Lin Cong sitting in the car again. He saw his eyes closed with gloomy face, not knowing what he was thinking.

A dog-legged next to him was also very conscious and said nothing. After half an hour, when the car was about to drive through an alley, Lin Cong suddenly opened his eyes and said:

"Stop!"

The car stopped quickly, and then Lin Cong said to a confidant next to him:

"Do you think this might be a trap?"

"Train? Where does this start?"

The confidant next to him had a question mark on his face, and he didn't know how to answer the director's words.

Lin Cong is a suspicious person, but this time he really guessed it right.

"Forget it, it's useless to find you. I'd better go find him!"

Konojiro's body seemed to have recovered. Since the last time he jumped off the roof of the train, his health has not improved. He was transferred from a hospital in Tianjin to a hospital in Peking. He only stood up recently.

My body seemed to be recovering well, but steel plates were installed in many parts of my body, and even a steel bar was added to my hands and an iron fist glove was put on.

He was originally the leader of the tenth group, but now the Yishe Ninja and the Falcon army are completely destroyed. I heard that the mission in Tianjin has also failed. He was unwilling to accept it, but he did not have the ability to display his strength.

Now Xiaozhi is a special agent captain of the Peking Special High School Class. He only deals with the military tube all day long. His life is so easy that he feels that his body is about to collapse.

It was not until one day when a man wearing sunglasses came to him that he rekindled his vitality and vowed to avenge his previous shame.

This person is Lin Cong...

The story of Hou San had already reached Li Feng's ears. This matter was expected by him, because the information was originally released by him on his own initiative, and the purpose was to attract Lin Cong to take the bait and call him.

"Boss, your trick is so great. I didn't expect Lin Chong to actually go to find that Hou San. This time we can implement the next plan and try to kill this dog traitor in one fell swoop."

"Don't take it lightly. This Lin Cong is not an ordinary person. Before the task is completely completed, we must be very energetic."

Eagle and Ma Laosan both looked a little drifty. The fat man himself still had a hint of uneasiness in his heart. He always felt that things would not go so smoothly.

At this time, Gu Jing, the female Tyrannosaurus, would stand up. She hated why she was injured. If she had heard Li Feng last time, it would probably be no difficulty to kill the enemy with her hand this time, but it would be a pity...

"If you can really kill Lin Cong when you go this time, remember to bring me a word before he dies."

"What's the matter?"

The little fat man asked while drinking tea stupidly, turning his head and asking, his face suddenly became very cold, and he spit out a few words with murderous intent:

"It's hard to prosper!"

The little fat man didn't know the meaning of these four words. In fact, this is circulated within the military tube. It can be said that it is the most vicious curse for traitors and traitors.

This sentence before a person dies is completely ridiculous, which means that others cannot die well and die with their eyes open!

"Okay, if you have time to see him, I will definitely bring you there."

"It must be brought here!"

Gu Jing replied in a powerful tone. The little fat man looked at his face, and then thought of Shen Yi. It would be better for his little wife!

“What to see?”

"I didn't look at anything, I just looked at your face and thought of my wife!"

The little fat man's words were a bit inexplicable and easily misunderstood. Gu Jing couldn't help but raise her leg and just wanted to kick the fat man in a corner, but raised her head and found that the person on the stool was gone. Not only Li Feng, but also the eagle standing next to him was gone.

Just kidding, if you get hit by this woman, how can you still be alive? When will you not run away?

Gu Jing stomped her feet gently, and the sound of a beast breathing came from her throat.
Chapter completed!
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