At 2:21 in the morning, the old community where Zhu Xiulian is located.

Hu Biao gently placed the young lady in her arms on her soft pink bed, fearing that she would wake her up.

That’s right! After a while of busy work in the abandoned factory, Hu Biao finally completely dealt with the finishing work there.

It is said that it is the blood stains and footprints on the ground, all of which are treated with a tattered broom; like door handles and some fingerprints on the fences are wiped clean.

Even the scattered bullet shells and warheads try to collect the conspicuous areas.

There were only about a dozen warheads. I didn't know where they flew to the previous "swoosh" shots. After a while, they were left helplessly in such an area by Hu Biao.

Because Hu Biao thought: There was no one here at all.

In the future, even if someone comes, you may not be able to find those bullets soon; even if you find them, with the mentality that it is better to have more things than to have less things, you may not necessarily report them to SIR.

When the SIRs discovered this, it had been a long time since this time passed, and it was very difficult to track down.

After getting the above finishing work, Hu Biao dealt with the wound around his waist that had been wrapped around his shirt.

It was at this time that Hu Biao discovered the wound on his waist, which had basically stopped bleeding automatically.

Then the effect of "Second Wolverine Issue" is clearly presented to Hu Biao; it can be said that there are no other sequelae except for being a little hungry.

Then, Hu Biao sent Zhu Xiulian back to the room in the community.

The main reason why Hu Biao did this was that he carefully checked it. Zhu Xiulian was simply knocked out and was not violated or damaged.

So, this young lady may have a headache after getting up tomorrow, afraid of sequelae, but if it is even more serious, it is not specified.

After putting Zhu Xiulian down, Hu Biao found paper and pen in the room, and started to "sweep~".

The content is nothing more than that after careful consideration, Hu Biao thought that he was too dangerous and was not suitable for having serious friends. At least it is not suitable for him at present.

So the relationship between him and Miss Zhu Xiulian should be over.

Since we cannot support each other, it is better to forget each other. We don’t have to call or send messages in the future. In order not to involve the young lady in greater danger, he will change all contact information.

Along with this message, there is also a pendant made of Hetian jade.

Originally, it was the surprise that Hu Biao planned to give to Zhu Xiulian, but now it was just a little thoughts and souvenirs between the two.

Finally, when Hu Biao was about to go out, he couldn't help but look back at the two-bedroom suite.

Not long after he was here, he left countless joyful memories; after a long time of connection, Hu Biao could still remember the people here, and there was something else...

And the moment he walked out of the door, Hu Biao's expression changed.

All the nostalgia and nostalgia on Hu Biao's face disappeared instantly; instead, the coldness and ruthlessness on his face were his face.

Because the next thing was to pry out all the information he wanted to know from Yuji Kitahara's mouth at all costs.

The problem is, Hu Biao, who used to be just an ordinary young man, had he never experienced such a scene before?

I have no experience with such a thing as a vanguard.

Fortunately, he is not alone, so he can still find someone to brainstorm ideas; that is to say, the contact information left by netizens for themselves is now time to enable it.

*******

"Damn it! Who is so desperate? Calling here in the middle of the night? I XX your OO~"

Late at night, Yang Dongli was awakened from his dream by a death-thrust phone ringtone, feeling his wife's murderous gaze.

While walking outside with the phone, he cursed this in his mouth.

In fact, more than a month ago, Yang Dongli changed the bad habit of staying up until two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, and started to go to bed early and get up early to exercise.

The benefits of doing this are naturally obvious. The physical fitness is getting better and better, and the figure is getting more and more standard.

But the downside is that Yang Dongli, who is used to going to bed early, was suddenly awakened at such a time point, and it can be said that he was so upset.

He even made up his mind and after answering the phone, if the other party can't give him a reasonable reason.

Then Yang Dongli will make the other party known as "Yang Dongli invincible" back then, and that would not be a false reputation.

The problem is that Yang Dongli, who answered the phone, didn't have time to start spraying.

The familiar voice and self-introduction of the man opposite made him disappear under a huge excitement:

"Old Yang, I am Hu Biao. Is it easy for you to talk now?"

According to Hu Biao’s agreement with them, even if everyone gives the commander, they will leave several contact information to the commander.

But under normal circumstances, Hu Biao only uses QQ, email, etc. to contact them; and the only way they can contact Hu Biao is an online email.

During these days, Yang Dongli has formulated a team costume and equipment plan to send it to a 126-year-old free email address.

In this way, if Hu Biao logs in to his email address in a black Internet cafe, the chances of being locked and exposed will be lower.

So Yang Dongli of course knew that Hu Biao had used telephone contact information that was only used in emergency situations, and specified that something big happened.

It is definitely not a comment on the plan.

"Don't worry, I'm at my own home now, so I should be safe." While speaking in a low voice, Yang Dongli walked towards his study.

Not only is it quieter, but there is also a Browning M1903 pistol filled with bullets placed in one of the vases.

Fortunately, Hu Biao's next story prevented Yang Dongli from taking out a gun and loading it.

However, when Hu Biao generals Yuji Kitahara and Xiulian Zhu, after a series of time tonight, all of this was confirmed that the other party should be a member of the system team, all of which were said once.

Yang Dongli was still shocked and was very foresighted.

That is, to prevent the existence of the exposed system, I am grateful for some confidentiality measures taken.

In the end, Hu Biao asked the most critical question:

"Old Yang, I want to force all the secrets in Kitano Yuji's grandson, to confess all the secrets, but I didn't do this, my buddy.

I thought that these Japanese men must have received professional confrontation training. If you get a regular fight, you will definitely not be effective. You can introduce some good plans."

"Damn it! I don't seem to be serious, I know these things."

After hearing this, Yang Dongli said something like this.

But then, I still gave my own opinions:

"But this thing is also simple. You can check the top ten tortures in the Qing Dynasty and the cruel methods of the Japanese devils to force confessions one by one. Just use it on Xiong Er one by one."

"What if I'm not skilled and killed me directly?" Hu Biao asked about a soul-like scene.

Yang Dongli still has a good idea in this regard: "Don't you have An Tusheng's phone number? Just find a way to video-connect with him and ask him to give you some cloud guidance."

"That's fine, that's it."

Hu Biao, who felt that this method was reliable, then hung up the phone...

So, at 3:10 a.m., the orthopedic doctor woke up by a sudden call.

At first, because of his powerful on-site first aid, Dr. Tang was a famous doctor in the hospital. He thought he was the critically ill patient again and needed him to perform his bare hands to stop bleeding.

Then, a bloody confession began under his guidance.

Even though Kitahara Yuji has received some professional confrontation training, he is not a professional agent after all.

In short, after several hours of undescribable process, when the sun rises, the only idea of ​​this guy now is to die immediately.

As long as he could die happily, he would not mind giving out everything he knew.
Chapter completed!