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Chapter 1861 Morning Market Disturbance

He hit the young man on the ribs with ten percent of his strength.

"Crack..."

That was the sound of broken ribs.

The severe pain made the man forget about screaming and fainted.

"You...you..."

The man with the deep voice had a trembling voice.

Obviously he was also frightened by the scene just now.

Sifang Ming slowly untied the rope around his feet. At this moment, he felt like he was the male protagonist of Shuangwen.

It's like it comes with pretentious special effects.

He rubbed his wrists, shook his feet, and then stood up.

Look at the man wearing a dog-head mask in front of you.

Nowadays, the mask style has become Husky style?

Sifang Ming wanted to laugh a little, and he also wanted to say that this was a wolf, but he couldn't lie to himself.

The dog-headed masked man recovered from his sudden fright, took out a pistol from his waist and pointed it at Sifang Ming!

"Hey! Your equipment is quite complete."

Sifang Ming did not move, and the two of them were testing frantically at a distance of about one and a half meters.

The man in the dog-head mask looked at Sifang Ming, who was obviously a head taller than him, and wondered whether to pull the trigger.

The task he received was to deal with Meng Yu after seeing him, and then shoot and kill the man in front of him.

He counted the time and Meng Yu should be here by now.

Soon after, Sifang Ming caught sight of the dog-headed masked man's blank stance.

A left hook knocked the man to the ground, and he picked up the pistol next to him as quickly as possible.

"This pistol is okay, maybe a revolver! It's quite expensive."

Sifang Ming played with the pistol in his hand. Of course, this pistol was not enough in his eyes.

No one, including Sifang Ming's parents, knew that Sifang Ming's biggest hobby was not boxing but collecting firearms.

He found someone to apply for a firearms qualification certificate. With this certificate, it didn't matter how much he wanted to rob.

It's quite legal, but he doesn't have a pistol yet. All he has in his collection are machine guns, sniper rifles and the like.

Pistols have really never been involved.

Looking at the pistol in his hand, Sifang Ming unilaterally declared that this gun belonged to him.

The man in the dog-head mask who was knocked down was injured and lost his weapon.

Like a defeated rooster, but he didn't give up because there were more than just the two of them coming.

When the professor was first kidnapped, the eldest brother and his companions in the group were caught to death.

So the second team also tried their best and learned through "insiders" that Meng Yu was coming to find a friend.

But I really didn’t expect his friend to be so difficult to deal with.

While the man in the dog-head mask was thinking, Sifang Ming came up and punched the man in the stomach again.

This is great, the good brothers fainted together.

Sifang Ming picked up the rope that tied his hands and feet and tied their hands together.

If you tie them up like cattle and sheep, they will definitely not be able to break free.

Sifang Ming closed his eyes slightly and leaned on the small earthen bed in the bungalow.

His head still hurt from a hangover, but this did not affect the speed of his punches just now.

After an unknown amount of time, Meng Yu and Ah Yi's voices came from outside.

"Ayu!"

Sifang Ming pushed open the door of the bungalow, rubbed his still aching head and called Meng Yu.

"Sifang! You! Are you okay?"

Meng Yu was a little surprised, what kind of operation is this!

The scene in my mind of being kidnapped and beaten to bruises did not appear.

"Ah! It's okay. I just had a headache after drinking all night yesterday."

Sifang Ming shook his head, stepped forward and hooked Meng Yu's shoulders.

But his eyes were directed towards Hajime and the others.

"Be careful with those bodyguards of yours."

When the two of them got closer, Sifang Ming spoke to Meng Yu in a low voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Did you notice it too?"

Meng Yu asked softly.

"Well, those two people let it slip. Although they didn't say who their insider was, the only people who can stop your group of bodyguards are themselves."

Sifang Ming's voice was a little serious. He didn't know much about the origins of Ha Yi and the others.

But he had the deepest contact with Ha Yi, and he knew that there would definitely be no problem with Ha Yi.

Then the ones in question are the remaining eight people.

"People are inside."

The Si Fang inscription is like a bungalow with his lips pouted.

"Hajime!"

Meng Yu winked at Ah Yi, who nodded and quietly began to observe the movements of the remaining eight people.

Now that the traitor sees Sifang Ming come out intact and even without being tied up, he will definitely be nervous.

Even if this person is a well-trained death warrior, he will still be nervous. After all, he was trained as an undercover agent.

Sifang Ming and Meng Yu walked into the house, where two men were tied up.

What was stuffed in the mouth must be Sifang Ming's socks. I saw him wearing them yesterday.

The two of them saw that the two men who were tied up were still not waking up. Sifang Ming stepped forward and Bang Bang punched the two of them twice, forcefully waking them up.

"Grass!"

The young man, the man wearing a pure black mask cursed.

His memory disappeared after taking off the strip of cloth for Sifang Ming.

The pain coming from his body made him regain his senses, and he looked at Sifang Ming and Meng Yu in front of him.

There was also the dog-headed brother who was tied up with him. Even fools knew what was going on.

The man in the dog-head mask also woke up and looked at Sifang Ming and Meng Yu angrily.

No! I have been a killer for so many years in vain.

"Hey...this mask sounds familiar!"

Meng Yu pulled off the mask of the man in front of him. Isn't this the same mask as the one who kidnapped Liang Zhifeng in the first place?

This group of people can't change to another killer group to kidnap them, otherwise they will no longer be responsible for this gang of masked lairs.

Taking off their masks, Meng Yu stared at the face of the man in the dog-head mask thoughtfully.

He looked at this man's face with something familiar.

As if suddenly remembering something, Meng Yu stood up and rushed out of the room, looking at Ah Yi to Ah Jiu with sharp eyes.

Several people were a little overwhelmed by Meng Yu's gaze, and only one person's eyes were a little dodgeful.

And Meng Yu's eyes happened to fall on a certain person's face.

"Ah Liu."

Meng Yu said in a deep voice.

"Meng...Mr. Meng."

Ah Liu's voice was a little nervous.

"Come here for a moment, Ha Yi, come here for a moment too."

"Others have surrounded this house for me so that not a single fly can escape."

Meng Yu looked at Ha Yi, and with just one look, Ha Yi knew that the traitor had been found.

Ah Yi put his arm around Ah Liu's shoulders. Ah Liu was the most inconspicuous person in their team.

He is not tall and usually has a dull personality and doesn't speak much, but the reason given by the sniper god is that Ah Liu's vocal cords are damaged.

And although Ha Yi doubted his brothers, he never doubted Ah Liu.

Now that I think about it, Ah Liu felt that it would be wrong to say too much, so he told the sniper god that his vocal cords were damaged.

Holding Ah Liu's shoulders, the two of them followed Meng Yu into the house like two good brothers.
Chapter completed!
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