Chen Kangjie walked off the car door that Dong Mingshu opened and tightened his shirt. The night tonight was light and dark. Chen Kangjie looked up at the sky. The half moon in the sky had just been blocked by a thin cloud. The moonlight shone slanted from the gap between the clouds, pulling the shadow of the small tree in front of the warehouse door so long. The sea breeze swept across a small wood in front and brushed the face. The thick leaves were stirred and rustled, like ghosts, as if highlighting the quiet night.

Through the moonlight shining on Chen Kangjie's face, you can see that Chen Kangjie's expression was extremely cold at this time, his eyes were straight, and his eyelids didn't blink for a long time.

Under the guidance of Dong Debiao, Chen Kangjie climbed the three sections of the cement steps that had exposed the stone inside. The exterior wall of the warehouse was mottled, a large rusty iron door was closed, and some lights were slightly exposed inside the door feet. Dong Debiao pushed the large iron door away with both hands. Chen Kangjie then followed with Xiong Ziqiang, and Pang Hui and Dong Mingshu stayed outside to guard.

"Jie Shao", Samidov was already greeting the door, and Luo Hu stood behind him.

As soon as Chen Kangjie and his friends drove to approach here, Samidov and his friends had already discovered that through the crack of the window nailed to death by the wooden board, Samidov knew that the person who was coming was his own.

"Where is the person?" Chen Kangjie did not politely with Samidov to get straight to the point.

"In the room inside, Alyosha and the other three watched it, but they had not woken up yet," Samidov led the roadside introduction in front of him.

The entire warehouse is two large rooms, with a lot of discard and scrap iron residue remaining on the floor. Weeds have grown in the corners of the wall, and there is a not-so-strong smell of urine. It is estimated that this is the source of nutrients for those weeds.

A group of people made the waste on the floor creak, and there was no light outside, but Samidov and Luo Hu held a flashlight in their hands, which looked a little gloomy.

The doors separated from the inner and outer rooms of the warehouse are the kind of sliding iron doors. After Samidov opened the shaking sliding door with a clang, a light hit everyone. A lamp was hung on the beam of the inner room, and a thick layer of dust was attached to the light bulb. The lights emitted were yellowed, giving people a feeling of depression, but not as refreshing as the darkness outdoors.

"Jie Shao", Alyosha, Basyev and Lovsky jumped down from a cement platform about one meter high to greet Chen Kangjie.

"Good job, thank you for your hard work." Chen Kangjie patted Alyosha's arm closest to him and said six words coldly.

Only five people knew the conversation between Chen Kangjie and Samidov, because they were all Russian.

After Chen Kangjie and Alyosha and the others said hello, they walked straight forward. He had already seen a man tied and curled up on the ground not far away.

This person seemed to be half asleep. His bright red floral shirt and gray velvet pants were relatively neat, with no signs of fighting or pulling. His hair was just a little messy, and the hair on his forehead drooped obliquely, covering his eyes.

"How could he sleep for so long?" Chen Kangjie asked softly with his hands in his pockets, staring at the prey on the ground.

"I used some small means, and I used it often before," Samidov answered half a step forward.

Samidov did not explain clearly what kind of tricks it was, and Chen Kangjie did not intend to investigate it in detail. They were KGB agents before, and they always had some unique tricks within themselves. Since they were unwilling to say more, then forget it. Even if the people who participated in this kind of agent organization left, they would still abide by certain discipline according to inertia and ethics.

"How can I wake up?"

"Just splash some cold water."

"Abiao, find something and get some cold water," Chen Kangjie ordered without looking back.

Dong Debiao turned around and went out without replying. After two minutes, he came back with a large piece of blue plastic bucket missing from the upper edge, which contained half a bucket of water.

"Wake him up," Chen Kangjie still didn't move and directly ordered Dong Debiao.

Dong Debiao grabbed the wall of the bucket with one hand and the bottom of the bucket with the other, pouring half of the bucket of water on Huang Weiming's upper body.

After being stimulated, Huang Weiming on the ground woke up and wanted to turn his body around, but his hands and feet could not move. When he looked up, he found that eight people were standing in front of him, one of whom was a half-aged child. He turned around and glanced around, and felt a chill in his heart. Even an idiot knew that he had been kidnapped.

However, his body that had just been supported may have been numb for a long time and fell down again, "Who are you and what do you want?" Huang Weiming asked after taking a few breaths, and then took a fearless attitude.

"I thought you were very smart, but it turned out that you were just a stupid pig. When I got here, I actually asked who we were," Chen Kangjie said coldly.

"Haha, I understand. You were sent by Boss Gao. Unexpectedly, Boss Gao used foreigners and children to use one thing, but indeed another one," Huang Weiming said with a wise look on his face.

A trace of contempt appeared on Chen Kangjie's lips, "Boss Gao asked us to kill you."

"A broken bar will kill me. Do you think I am so scared by Huang Weiming?" Huang Weiming said with a disdainful smile.

"How could the boss of Guan He Film Company and the master of the Justice Society be scared? I absolutely believe that you are a hero who died in the foreign affairs. I also believe that you will not change your expression in front of torture." Chen Kangjie neither laughed nor got angry, and his words were still so cold and faint.

If the person talking to other adults or the person talking to be arrogant and noisy, Huang Weiming might not be afraid, but just like Chen Kangjie, what he said seemed like a joke, a mockery, so light and cold, it made Huang Weiming feel an ominous feeling. In addition, he had just been splashed with cold water, and now he is trembling a little.

"Tell me, what do you want to do?" Even so, Huang Weiming still insisted on calming down. After all, he was the boss who had been in the world for more than ten or twenty years.

"Since you are so smart, then guess?" Chen Kangjie slowly squatted down, changed his normal behavior just now, and asked Huang Weiming with a smile.

It would be fine if Chen Kangjie didn't laugh, but Huang Weiming felt even more uneasy because he thought of a noun - a smile-faced tiger.

"Don't say so much, just give me a name if you have the habit." In order to break through his inner fear and depression, Huang Weiming raised his voice and shouted.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, sorry, I don't have a name, just think I haven't planted it, but I want to give you a gift." Chen Kangjie's smile was under pressure to face Huang Weiming. Although Chen Kangjie was so understatement, Huang Weiming on the front felt a little bit of spring breeze and Buddha face. Instead, he felt that the smile on Chen Kangjie's handsome and fair face was even more ghostly.

"I tell you, I've moved me today, and I promise you won't be able to survive." After Huang Weiming shouted, he simply turned his head away without looking at Chen Kangjie.

"Is that right? I believe it, but I still want to move you. Anyway, people will die sooner or later, it doesn't matter." Chen Kangjie said as he took out the fish intestine sword that Zheng Yutong gave during the day from his pocket.

"You, you,,." Huang Weiming's transfer head looked at Chen Kangjie and slowly pulled out a small sword from the silver-brown scabbard. The light green cold light reflected from the pulled sword body made him shudder.

"Don't you, you, I believe you. Don't you believe in yourself yet? A hero should look like a hero. You said no, Boss Huang." Chen Kangjie continued his faint smile and said things from his mouth, so that those who can understand behind want to laugh, and those who can understand ahead want to cry.

"Don't do anything you want, I promise you whatever you want," Huang Weiming said anxiously to Chen Kangjie who was slowly approaching him.

"Okay, I admire you, it's so satisfying. I heard that your hand slaps are very powerful. I also want to have such a hand. Since you are so happy, I will lend your hand to me for a few days and I will return it to you after the game. I'm loyal enough." Chen Kangjie slowly walked behind Huang Weiming. Huang Weiming wanted to turn over and press them with his butt to protect his hands.

"I know who you are," Chen Kangjie said that, and Huang Weiming immediately realized that he had guessed the wrong person just now. He didn't expect He Wanrong to have the strength to take revenge on him so soon.

"It's good that you know, don't say it out. You're really stupid like a pig," Chen Kangjie restrained his smile and said coldly.

Chen Kangjie grabbed Huang Weiming's arm and pulled out his hands vigorously. He moved his right hand holding the Yuyan Sword, and immediately a dazzling cold light flashed. When the hand was taken back, everything seemed to be normal, as if nothing had changed.

Huang Weiming was also stunned. The little sword in the enemy's hand was bloodless and he didn't feel any pain. Could it be that the other party was scaring himself? "Ah", Huang Weiming suddenly screamed loudly. When someone gathered his mind, he found that Huang Weiming's left palm had been removed, and the color of the cut half of the palm had not changed and was thrown three meters away.

Maybe Chen Kangjie was too fast, maybe the little sword was too sharp, and the half of the cut palm had no blood flowed out, and there was no blood on half of Huang Weiming's palm. The pain was delayed for several seconds before it was transmitted to Huang Weiming's brain. No matter which one it was, it was incredible. Now Huang Weiming's screams confirmed all this, it was real.

"Abiao, take off your socks, I don't like to hear the pigs screaming." Chen Kangjie originally planned to take out a tissue to wipe the blood stains on the sword body, but there was no trace of blood stains on the sword body. He could only hold the tissue he took out in his hand and ordered Dong Debiao.
Chapter completed!