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1202 Mysterious Confidence

At the same time, at six airports located in different directions in Shangjing, there are many young men wearing black suits and straight-fitting clothes shuttled among the crowd in the waiting hall of each.

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Chen Tong, wearing a stand-up cardigan, was holding a thick book of "Caramonds". While reading with relish, he would also use a carbon pen to mark interesting paragraphs, looking like a good student who was eager to learn.

"Brother Tong, I found out that Wu Bei was indeed in the urban village outside the Sixth Ring Road last night. His purpose was to find Huang Zhuo. The person has not left yet. Our people are following his car without blinking."

A handsome short-haired man walked in from outside and came to Chen Tong's ear to report softly.

"How did Huang Zhuo contact Wu Bei and why did he contact Wu Bei? Logically speaking, he has been slaughtered without any courage or fantasy, and will not take the initiative to find Wu Bei."

Chen Tong did not look up and continued to read the book with serious expression.

"It seems that the old ruffian Fan Jun angered him. Not only did he blackmail him tens of thousands of dollars in medicine, but he also deliberately raised the price several times. Huang Zhuo was overwhelmed and completely broke out. Oh, by the way, I also found out that Huang Zhuo's girlfriend Xu Xiaoxian was also missing, and it was not long before Huang Zhuo."

The man answered quickly.

"Zhu Bi, what you need to collect information is to be accurate and accurate. You always seem to be perfunctory. Do you feel it is appropriate for me?"

Chen Tong turned over a page of the book and spoke in a plain tone.

"I'm sorry, Brother Tong, I will pay attention in the future."

The man shook his cleverness and quickly promised.

"Where is Fan Jun currently? Is he dead or alive? Did Huang Zhuo leave Shangjing?"

Chen Tong then asked again.

"I...I don't know much."

Zhuque stuttered and shook his head.

"What is this?"

Shen Tong pointed to a corner on the book.

"Is this?"

Zhuque followed the trend and pointed over.

"Bang!"

Chen Tong's left hand holding the carbon pen suddenly raised and pierced directly on the back of Zhuque's hand. The tip of his nose instantly penetrated into his skin. The bright red blood came out at a speed visible to the naked eye. Zhuque shook in pain, but he didn't dare to make any sound, nor did he dare to dodge. He bit his mouth and replied: "It's a stupid word."

"Next time I chat with me, I must be smart and I don't know anything about it. You might as well kill yourself just by hitting me!"

Chen Tong then raised his head and pushed the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose.

"yes!"

Zhuque shrank his head and responded.

"Have all the staff at the six major airports been arranged?"

Chen Tong pulled out the carbon pen in an understatement, dipped it in the other person's blood, and drew a horizontal line on the book.

"Um."

Zhuque took advantage of the situation to pull his palm back, rubbed it on his thigh twice, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Tong, are we making a big deal? Second Young Master obviously ordered tickets from the international airport, we just need to put it here..."

"You can think of things, too, the second brother, don't underestimate that brat. He is not inferior to Tian'er at all, but lacks a competitive spirit. In addition, Wu Bei is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He knows better than anyone else that goes to Beijing to him is a dragon's and tiger's den. If you want to escape unstoppable, you must show some ability."

Chen Tong raised the corners of his mouth and his smile became extremely bright.

"Brother Tong, I don't understand. Wu Bei knew that he was not our opponent, so why didn't he be honest and surrender and insist on fighting with us to the end?"

Zhuque spoke in confusion.

"As long as the rich do not act randomly, they will be rich all their lives; if the poor do not act randomly, they will be poor all their lives!"

Chen Tong exhaled a meaningful breath.

"Dingling..."

Just as Zhuque was about to say something, his phone suddenly rang, and he immediately turned on the hands-free button.

"Wu Bei and his people got on the bus. It seemed that they were planning to leave the city village. Now only the second young master and the one named Deng Can are left. Please ask Brother Tong what to do next?"

A man's inquiry came from the other end of the phone.

"Can you be sure that Wu Bei has indeed gotten on the bus?"

Chen Tong thought for a few seconds and asked a question.

"I can be sure, I saw it with my own eyes."

The man's answer was firm.

"Follow him and don't let him out of your sight throughout the whole process, but it should be difficult for you."

Chen Tong rubbed his chin and smiled slightly.

"Don't worry, Brother Tong, even if I stare at my eyes today, I will definitely guarantee to complete the task..."

The man is neatly guaranteed.

"Baihu, you have the same bad habit as Zhuque. You are always confused about what has not happened yet. This is very bad. I allow you to make mistakes, but you will definitely not allow you to fool me!"

Chen Tong closed the Dahou Book in the book with a "slap" and stood up.

"It's Brother Tong. Wu Bei and the others suddenly drove into the gas station outside the city village. Everyone got off. Damn! Everyone changed into military coats and went into the toilet. Brother Tong, I applied to get close to them, otherwise I wouldn't be able to tell which one was Wu Bei."

The man on the other end of the phone suddenly growled.

"Haha, I'm so confused and confident, it's really deadly!"
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